Hunter of the Forbidden Region Chapter 115: Meals

Lin Shuo followed Aruna and picked up the curtain. Seeing the two men sitting inside, he knew that today's trip was not in vain.

There are a hundred people, shape and form, they are talking about the character and temperament of a person.

The same is true of human scents.

Because of his special sense of smell, Lin Shuo's habit of remembering people is not to remember what this person looks like, but to remember the smell of this person.

Everyone's smell is different, and it will change due to various conditions.

But the "natural taste" determined by a person's endocrine level will not change drastically unless it encounters a major change, just like a human face.

A major factor that determines the endocrine level of each person is genetic inheritance.

The "natural taste" Lin Shuo smelled on Aruna made him feel similar.

Now he knows that the taste of Aruna is 70% similar to that of the Cao's concierge that he had seen before on the halfway of Yanshan Mountain.

I didn't think about it before, because one is that it has been a while, and the other is that the place is so far away that I don't dare to think about it at all.

Also, Aruna's facial features are not similar to Fan Ping'an, she is more like the woman outside the yurt just now.

Now seeing this Fan Ping An appearing here, Lin Shuo knows where the inheritance of Aruna comes from.

The paradigm thru-arm fist is also a heritage that resounds in the door. Lin Leshan once commented that it was "the first contemporary foreign power."

Soon, Lin Shuo's gaze swept over the other man.

This person, depending on his clothes, is somewhat similar to himself in the mountainous area of ​​Guangxi. He is a Han nationality, but Lin Shuo doesn't know him.

The strange thing is that Wei Xingshan and he came in with Aruna. There are two men in the yurt. According to common sense, Aruna, who is the owner, always recommend each other.

In the end, she didn't. Seeing these two men, she was first taken aback, and then sat on the table with anger, then remembered something, turned her head and greeted the two of Lin Shuo

"Sit down, too, the meal is almost ready, we will go back after the meal."

Fan Ping An’s face was surprised at first, and then a little embarrassed. Then he picked up the tea bowl covered on the table and placed it on everyone present, and picked up the teapot to pour tea for everyone.

This old man is tall and has long arms, and this big round table is close to two meters in diameter. He doesn't need to stand up at all, and fills up the tea in front of everyone when he sits.

As soon as Fan Ping’an beamed his arms, Wei Xingshan recognized him

"Hey, old man, why are you here!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the man realized that it was inappropriate for him to speak this way.

This old man sits in the upper seat, that's the position of the owner of the house.

A fool can guess who he is from Aruna.

Wei Xingshan quickly coughed, thought for a while, and finally remembered that this old man was surnamed Fan, so he said, "Mr. Fan, you are Officer Aruna’s..."

Fan Ping An’s face became even more embarrassed when he heard this half of the sentence. He looked at Aruna, as if he didn’t know how he should answer the conversation.

"He is my father." Aruna lowered her head and said muffledly.

After Fan Ping'an heard these words, his lips trembled, and his eyes became moist.

After that, he seemed to think of something again. He looked at Lin Shuo and Li Yizhen beside him. There was a little jealousy in his eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Li Yizhen lowered his eyebrows from the side, looking indifferent to these outsiders.

Fan Pingan knows that he doesn't know Lin Shuo.

Compared to Li Yizhen, the younger Lin Shuo seemed very polite at this time.

The hunter chief clasped his fists and arched his hands, and said with a slight smile, "Mr. Fan, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

In Lin Shuo's concept, this person is the concierge of the Cao family.

But this is just a superficial identity. He used to be the protector of the former Patriarch of the Cao family, and is currently the biggest military support of the Hunter Cao family. His ability has been personally verified by his father, Lin Leshan.

To a certain extent, Fan Ping'an, an old man here, can represent the Cao family of Liemen, and he can be regarded as his own.

And in terms of seniority, he is also his elder.

"Oh, I have retired from Cao's family, and now I am going home for retirement." Fan Ping'an also thought of this, and took the initiative to clear the relationship with his former employer.

The Cao family was kind to Fan Ping'an. No matter what the outcome of this transaction was, Fan Ping'an didn't want to involve Cao Yusheng.

"Let me introduce it." Fan Ping'an looked at the people on the table, and finally showed what the owner should look like.

The people in the door introduce each other. According to the etiquette, the introducer must first introduce the relatively low-status, and then introduce the high-status.

Lin Shuo is the leader of the hunting door. According to his status, he is the highest level in the door. So Fan Ping'an first said to Lin Shuo, "This man, you shouldn't have seen it before, but the name is definitely not unfamiliar. His name is Li Yizhen. "

When Lin Shuo heard this name, Lin Shuo moved a little. He did have an impression of the name, and he quickly clasped his fists and clasped his hands. "It turns out to be Senior Li. Long Yang."

Li Yizhen was actually a little strange in her heart.

I wonder if Fan Ping’an is always confused and the order of introduction is reversed?

However, this thought just wandered around in his heart, so that it wouldn't show up on his face. Seeing this junior salute himself, he didn't change his expression and nodded slightly.

"Brother Li, this young man is famous." Fan Ping'an smiled, but his eyes were fixed on Li Yizhen, his eyes were like a knife, and he said with his throat, "The leader of the hunter" , Lin Shuo."

The words "Lin Shuo" came out of Fan Ping'an's mouth and entered Li Yizhen's ears. In fact, the volume was not loud, but in Li Yizhen's heart, it was no less than a rolling thunder from the sky!

"Brother Li!"

Without waiting for Li Yizhen’s reaction, Fan Ping’an used his huge palm to gently place it on the table in front of Li Yizhen, “Today, my old Fan Guike is here. I’ll talk about it next time. Like?"

The muscles on Li Yizhen's face shook, and then he put on a smiling face, "Big Brother Fan has the final say."

……

Wei Xingshan ate this meal with relish.

Wei Xingshan had not eaten this dish of mutton by hand before in Beijing, but he was not impressed.

This time, the guy was really happy.

Arina’s lamb, I don’t know how to deal with it, it’s not mutated or greasy, and it's so rare that people can swallow one's tongue.

The cooked lamb was brought up, and there was a knife on the side of the plate. Cut it yourself and eat it with salt.

Looking at the appearance of this white flower, Wei Xingshan had low expectations in his heart.

Furthermore, when Wei Xingshan took over this large plate of lamb, it weighed five kilograms, and he could never finish it by himself.

As a result, a small piece of meat was thrown into his mouth. After that, Wei Xingshan's head was firmly pressed by the plate of lamb, and he couldn't lift it at all.

Looking down and eating hard, Wei Xingshan killed all the five catties of mutton by himself.

This is not white rice or steamed buns. Five catties of pure meat are eaten. With Wei Xingshan's body shape, I feel panicked.

When he was full, Wei Xingshan wiped his mouth, feeling very embarrassed.

A newcomer, unexpectedly ate so much.

I think again, the customs here are different from the Han nationality. Since the host brought such a large plate, he let him open it up and eat it.

So he was relieved again. As soon as he looked up, he found that the table man, he was the slowest eating.

Everyone else, the second plate is almost finished.

Wei Xingshan's eyes straightened.

Lin Shuo's appetite, he knows that today's food and this speed are still in consideration of being a guest at other people's homes and have reservations.

But Fan Ping'an, Li Yizhen, a middle-aged man who is nearly a hundred and a half years old, and Aruna, how can they be so cruel to eat?

This is a table of mahjong with four starving ghosts!

"Lin Kui has a good appetite." Li Yizhen pushed his second empty plate aside, complimented Lin Shuo, and then smiled at Fan Ping An, "Big Brother Fan, is there enough food?"

Fan Ping’an puts the last piece of meat on the second plate into his mouth, chewing and nodding, "Of course it’s enough."

"It's like you are in charge of this family." Aruna also finished the second plate of meat. She looked full, and stood up at this time, "I went out to help my mother, she was too busy. "

After finishing this sentence, the policewoman turned her words, "You open up to eat, and you don’t have enough food to count me."

When the female police officer went out, there were only four men left in the yurt. Li Yi said to Lin Shuo, "Lin Kui, you should eat less wine and know more about things. It's good that you don't drink. Then let's not fight wine, compare the appetite?"

"Forget it." Lin Shuo shook his head, "It's not winter yet."

Lin Shuo's words seem to be marginal, but the meaning is obvious.

I really want to open up to eat, Fan Ping’s family can be eaten by him and can’t survive the winter~IndoMTL.com~Lin Kui, you don’t look down on people when you speak. "Fan Ping'an said, "Have you heard what my girl said? Don't worry! "

"Hey, this is not fair." Wei Xingshan said, "You two seniors, you are in good health, but you are not as young as Lin Shuo. This is too bad. Or else, you two old gentlemen add It’s a little worthy to compare with Lin Shuo together."

Lin Shuo gave Wei Xingshan a blank look and mocked, "You are really my brother."

"That can't be wrong." Wei Xingshan nodded, "You are the starving ghost who is reborn. If you can have a chance to eat a full meal, brother, I have to grab it for you."

"I'll go to you." Lin Shuo cursed softly.

Here Lin Shuo and Wei Xingshan were chatting, and Li Yizhen and Fan Ping'an also looked at each other.

This business, the target is this young man.

At the moment in Fan Ping’an’s house, it’s inconvenient to do it, but you can try his depth.

The people in the door are different from ordinary people.

Most people have a lot of appetite, which is called a rice bucket.

People in the door, as long as there is a foreigner, the greater the appetite, the greater the strength, and the more terrifying it is to start.

It's nonsense to use softness to overcome the rigidity, to force a thousand catties in two or two ways.

To be able to move a thousand pounds, you must first have a strong force.

"Okay!" Fan Ping'an patted the table lightly, "Lin Kui's young hero, our old brothers dare not ask for a big deal, so let's do what the little brother said."

"Sure." Li Yizheng nodded.

Lin Shuo looked at the three of you saying what you said to me, and felt that things were a little bit off, and it didn't feel right.

But he didn't think too much, because in terms of fighting, he had lost several times before he became a master at the age of eighteen.

On food, he hasn't lost since he was eight years old.

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