Long before the cataclysm, truffle hunters in Provence would look for black truffles by raising trained sows, and the smell of black truffles is said to be similar to the smell of androsterenol secreted by boars when they are in heat, and the sow's sensitive sense of smell can smell black truffles buried in the ground at a depth of 25 cm to 30 cm from a distance of 6 meters, with a very high accuracy rate.

The Italians in the Balkans prefer obedient and sensible hunting dogs to look for white truffles, which can not only help mark the location of the white truffles, but can even carry out preliminary digging without damaging the truffles - but it is said that the "strong" smell of truffles is very damaging to the dogs' sense of smell, and often digging up a few pieces of truffles or a dozen pieces, the hounds need to rest and can no longer continue to work.

Finding truffles is not an easy task at any time, especially during the cataclysm, except for the "extravagance" of the Bafang Building, even the Strange Restaurant did not organize such a team of truffle hunters.

As for Lin Chou, hey, unless he has a nose as sensitive as a dog, he doesn't even think about it.

What?!

Training four dogs to find truffles?

Hehe...

Friend, do you remember what kind of product it was?

Rather than training four dogs to bring shame on themselves, it is undoubtedly more reliable to explore the potential value of a large number of hunters.

Seeing that Lin Chou was a little distracted, Ma Chuanhe smiled wryly,

"Lin Zi, I know you are kind, but a team like ours has to put an extra two hundred catties of Yuanjing fuel in the trunk of the wilderness before they dare to go out with confidence, so Zushan really doesn't dare to go... It is clear that the ancestral mountain is rich in products, but it has always been only a few powerful evolutionaries, teams, or people from the garrison army who like to try their luck there, alas..."

Ma Chuanhe thought about it,

"It's better now, hundreds of kilometers out of the back mountain of Yanhui Mountain, in fact, it is a relatively 'safe zone' of the ancestral mountain, no alien beast demon plants that exceed the fifth order dare to be active in this range, and there are even very few fourth-order ones, even my team can occasionally go to the periphery to take a turn, speaking of which, thanks to rolling, it is really awesome, awesome!"

Generally speaking, the majesty of the rolling extends down by two orders at most, and those below the third order are not ignoring the golden of the rolling uncle, but - how interested do you think the dragon would be in the ants?

The low-level "weak" know this, of course, if they don't have particularly boring souls and extremely interesting bodies like the Rainbow Hazel Pheasant.

Lin Chou pinched his chin with his hand and said with a glowing eye,

"That Mr. Ma, you said that if you let Rolling be the leading brother and lead the hunter team to hunt in the ancestral mountain, the conditions are naturally to form a group to help me find the whereabouts of these precious ingredients by the way~"

Ma Chuanhe's face was about to turn purple.

Everyone knows that even if the sixth order is a place in the ancestral mountain, it is not a capital that walks sideways, not to mention whether there is a higher-level existence - there are more ants and they bite the elephant to death!

"Poof~"

This familiar voice was not Ma Chuanhe's laughter, but the sound effect when the warlock uncle suddenly flashed out of phantom shape.

The warlock perfectly expressed all his expectations and pleasure with a "(✪ω✪)" expression,

"Why don't I lead the team, this warlock's character guarantees that there will be no casualties... Belch... Death, Linzi, you just need to pay my security guard every day. ”

Lin Chou blinked,

"Uptown security or downtown?"

The Warlock's meme was replaced with "ψ (*'ー ́)ψ", saying,

"Is it okay for the Queen City..."

"Get out, slow down and don't send attention to the car."

It is said that the warlock has only accepted two orders of business since he went to sea this month, so he is still poor.

In fact, even Lin Chou couldn't understand how the existence of Uncle Warlock, who was at the same time the top of the industry, tossed himself into such a ghost-to be reasonable, his savings and inventory just lost this basic operation, and he felt that he couldn't do it at all, and his pocket was cleaner than his face?!

The warlock reached out and took Sanhuang out of his sleeve, kissing and hugging him high.

Lin Chou suddenly said suspiciously,

"Where's Lao Zhao?"

The warlock said carelessly,

"I'm leaving..."

Lin Chou slammed the table and said in a shocking voice,

"What?? Let's go!! ”

Sanhuang was almost so frightened that he blew up all the chicken feathers and flew out, and his little eyes were terrified.

Warlock: "......"

What's the situation, just go, what's the excitement?

Lin Chou turned around in place,

"Who's that, that blind old man!"

The warlock thought for a moment,

"The old man drank too much and fell asleep."

Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Yourong reminded,

"Grandpa Zhao settled the account before leaving, and the money has been transferred to your card, and the card is on the counter."

LIN Chou,

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

- Bai was excited, almost thought that he had eaten the overlord meal again, didn't he see that the kitchen knife in Lin Moumou's kitchen was already hungry and thirsty.

Su Yourong reminded again,

"By the way, Wet Tiger, it seems that the snowman's food is gone!"

Lin Chou's eyes were silent and his expression was dull,

"What? Gone again? The ones that were stored in the incubator are gone?? ”

It's no wonder that Lin Chou's mentality exploded, almost a whole adult waste wood deer that he put in the incubator before...

The key is that you can't always give the snow dumpling boss something like black mountain wild boar waste wood deer, eating bran vegetables can indeed fill your stomach, but lobster king crab can also be full...

Even if he has no opinion on the food treatment of the big man in Xuetuanzi, so many pairs of eyes are staring at it, and he obviously can't pick and search like a green potted plant, he Lin Moumou is not that kind of person~

Besides, the Gao family has settled the account for the big guy of Xuetuanzi once!

Ahem, I just don't know if they're ready for the next checkout...

Su Yourong wanted to speak and stopped,

"Master..."

“？”

"I... I think..."

"Don't spit it out, just say if you have something to say, haven't you cut the shredded potatoes today!"

Su Yourong said aggrievedly,

"Master, do you think the snowman can't eat enough of this kind of thing?"

Lin Chou's brows gradually clustered together.

Yourong's voice is getting smaller and smaller, slurping and spitting,

"I've eaten so much... But nothing has changed... When the snowman eats hot pot... I always felt as if the only way to satisfy a snowman was its pleasant taste..."

"Embarrassment"

Boss Lin actually realized or was a little skeptical before, but he didn't dare to believe it.

He felt that if that was the case...

The next time the Gao family comes to settle the bill, they are likely to shout robbery or something like that, and then run away, and move the family to a remote place that the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't find.

Hehe...