Deliciousness can also seem like a particularly philosophical question.

The best beef itself has its own fragrance and sweetness, and the sweet and fatty raw beef chewed in the mouth will give people an aftertaste that emanates from the bones, and once they get used to this kind of thing, they will even have a certain degree of addiction - or this so-called "addiction" may be the satisfaction engraved in the genes of millions of years of human beings who drank blood at the beginning of the human race.

Besides, it was carefully seasoned by Lin Chou, and Cao Meng was very satisfied.

After gobbling up half a basin and advancing about 5 kilograms of beef, Cao Meng slowed down his eating speed and ate much more elegantly.

"Why do you look at me like that, it's terrible?"

"Ahh Wu Ke said confusedly, "No, no, that, the corners of your mouth, the corners of your mouth." ”

"Over here?"

"No, on the other side..."

Cao Meng wiped some liquid that seemed to be blood from his mouth,

"It's really terrible," Cao Meng said annoyedly, "Do you know how hard it is to be a martial artist?" ”

Wu Ke and Lin Moumou in the back kitchen glanced at the muscles like stones on this girl's body and the blood vessels like steel bars on it-

Well, it's really bitter, you see how hungry this kid is, except for the bones and skin, there are only about 200 kilograms of muscle left.

There was an indescribable distress on Cao Meng's delicate little face,

"Don't look at me like that, I don't care about being a steel man anymore."

"But, as a loyal food seeker - you know, martial artists need to cook themselves with some strange herbs when they are refining their bodies since childhood - grandma's sometimes even has to drink the bath water in the end, every martial artist is used to being poor, it's nothing, but it's desperate to even restrict what you eat and drink, my aunt and grandmother worked hard to grow so big just to eat the left and the right to eat insects and gnaw raw meat??"

"It's been three years, I haven't even eaten a normal meal of rice and wheat rice, do you know how much I envied the awakened and mutants at that time, why did they become big bosses as soon as their eyes were closed, and we warriors wanted to abuse ourselves like iron?"

Cao Meng muttered a lot.

As we all know, thanks to the infiltration and assimilation of the human body by the origin of the cataclysm era, ordinary people can tap their own potential and become the kind of martial artist in martial arts who can hurt people by picking flowers and flying leaves, which is no longer a story, but a reality.

The price to pay to become a martial artist is higher than that of an evolutionary, and there are a lot of people who practice and go crazy and explode on the spot (literally) and castrate (literally) on the spot.

Regardless of the first, second, third, and fourth orders for the time being, Mingguang generally believes that the strength of fifth-order martial artists is greater than that of fifth-order evolutionaries, well, or it can be put another way, the top part of the fifth-order martial artists is very strong, strong to a terrifying level.

Probably this is a rare kind of fairness, the more you give, the more you get, and the return can be seen directly.

It is even more difficult for a warrior to become stronger than an evolutionary, and it takes talent and will...

Of course, it is best to have a mine at home, although the process will not be easy, but at least it can shorten the time and suffer less sin.

Like the warriors who came to Lin Chou today to try to eat or book the next scorpion, most of them belong to the type that either has strength or capital resources, and Cao Meng is among them.

As a rare martial artist who reached the fifth order before the age of 30, Cao Meng's reputation in Mingguang is much greater than that of a scum like Shen Feng...

"I just heard from the people down the hill that those who want to marry her can line up from the upper city to the four walls."

A few minutes later, Wu Moumou and Lin Moumou gossiped in the kitchen.

Lin Chou rolled his eyes,

"Forgot the lesson? You know she can hear that, right? ”

"Ahem..."

Wu Ke hurriedly said,

"The main thing is that the people are beautiful, well, the appearance is responsible."

Lin Chou was melancholy with the warriors who filled the courtyard.

If you want to book them all, Boss Lin is afraid that he will squat in the deep mountains and old forests until the scorpion lion squats until the sky is barren and gray-haired.

"Hmm..."

I have to find a way to push this pot to an inconsequential little dragon like Huang Dashan, your boss Lin and I are the protagonists, how can the protagonist do such rough work?

It's impossible to hire people, it's impossible to pay them in this life, at most it's to give them a discount on the food of the people who can bring back the manticore, you think it's fair.

"This fruit is delicious, Brother Sorrow? It's just a little prickly~ Where did it come from? ”

"Huh?" Lin Chou glanced over, "Wait a minute, where did you get it?" ”

Wu Ke was stunned,

"It's in that pocket, you see the branches are still there."

A green branch with a few leaves hung two finger-sized green fruits on it, and the ripe one was obviously already in Wu Ke's mouth.

"This seems to be the bag that Huang Dashan used to hold the scorpion."

Lin Chouzai carefully gnawed half of Wu Ke's golden yellow fruit, the fruit was red, yellow and green, yellow occupied the main force, and the surface was densely covered with spikes, which looked quite hideous.

"What's this?" Wu Ke swallowed his saliva, "Shouldn't it be poisonous?" ”

Lin Chou twisted the branch,

"It's not poisonous, it's the fruit of the silk reeling flower, it's called prickly pear, it's a great ingredient for winemaking, and it's also an excellent fruit and condiment – I'll have to grow it."

Wu Kedan said painfully,

"Plant this branch? Can you live? ”

"Rosaceae Rosaceae, cuttings should be easier to survive, go to the back mountain to dig a pit, I will adjust some source crystal solution and alien beast bone powder."

Wu Ke shrugged,

"Gotcha~"

Lin Chou's secret base fertilizer can promote plant alienation and accelerate growth, and almost all the fruits and vegetables grown in the back mountains have not escaped this thing, but in fact, quite few can mutate - or do plants need talent?

Wu Ke muttered while digging the pit,

"It's strange how I feel more and more comfortable with a pickaxe, as if I was born to use this thing."

Lin Chou used scissors to deal with the branches and did not answer.

Isn't it the way of the heart, Goblin Miner, after the pickaxe, it will be your exclusive tool for the young man, and it is of great significance to the keyboard of the keyboard man, so it's strange if it's not easy.

The base fertilizer that Lin Chou prepared this time was obviously over-frequented, and it was star-studded and shining in the dim light that had been obscured by the clouds.

"Half-crocodile's bone meal..."

Lin Chou was slightly heartbroken.

The whole half-crocodile dragon made such a little essence bone powder, and when I first slaughtered this half-crocodile dragon, I thought it had a source crystal in its body.

According to the urine of the half-crocodile dragon whose genes are engraved with sentences such as "I can still live", theoretically it should help the silk reeling flower survive, or even mutate?

"If it's to mutate into a first-order and second-order demonic plant, emmmm..."

Lin Chou was full of anticipation and watering, and the smile on his face was like that of a kind older mother.

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