I rely on the spread of non-legacy to explode the whole universe

Chapter 93
So, dinner was served by Louis and Emmanuel.

Louis has strong hands-on ability, and cooking is also a kind of hands-on. Everyone thinks that his hands-on ability will definitely surpass Da Taozi and Da Yazi.

But what no one expected was that Louis was a very thoughtful person.

At noon, Monetai and Feimen Luoya finished their work. Seeing the men working diligently, neither Da Taozi nor the carpenter Louis was idle, the two were embarrassed to be idle.

Therefore, the two of them divided the labor and cooperated. One went to the mountains to pick ingredients, and the other went down the mountain to catch the sea.

The harvest was good. Fei Mengluoya picked a lot of wild fruits, young dandelions, and young wolfberry leaves, and picked up a lot of mushrooms. They were all those that Sang Ning had taught her and knew. pick up.

In addition, she also caught a few very fat and cute bamboo rats.

They stewed more than half of the bamboo rats and big peaches at noon, and there were two left that were not killed or stewed. After one person tasted the stewed ones, he didn't move his chopsticks and finally threw them all to waste.

Monetai picked up a lot of octopus, scallops, and a big lobster.

A large lobster weighing two catties was directly thrown into the pot by Da Yazi and boiled.

There is a very important step in making a big lobster, which is to urinate (blood), but because they have never seen such a big lobster before, Pippi shrimp has been picked up, but Pippi shrimp does not need to urinate.

So without knowing it, Da Yazi omitted the step of urinating, and the taste of the cooked lobster meat can be imagined.

Also wasted.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that there is still a lot of seafood left at noon.

Therefore, dinner is the leftover live seafood at noon, and two bamboo rats, mushrooms, dandelions, wolfberry leaves and wild eggs.

After all the ingredients were processed, Louis held a spatula and said in a chef's posture, "Wait for me to show you my skills, I guarantee that you will still want to eat after eating."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly poured oil into the pot with a firm hand, but the amount of oil poured was unreasonable. Monet and the crowd who were watching felt that the oil was a bit too much, so they asked him to decorate it. He didn't have much to say, this amount Just right.

Okay, you are in charge and listen to you.

We waited to eat without questioning.

Then, the first dish, stir-fried bamboo rat meat, turned into fried firecracker rat. When it came out of the pan, all the bamboo rat meat seemed to be soaked in oil.

Taste a piece, my god, it's oily and bitter.

Elliott's face was contorted, he put down his chopsticks, picked up the bamboo tubes containing the cool white leaves, and killed more than half of the bamboo tubes, before he asked the expectant Louis, "What did you put in, why is it so bitter?" ?”

"Bitter and oily, this is not something that intelligent life can eat."

"Is it such an exaggeration?"

Emmanuel habitually sang a different tune, "It must be something wrong with your sense of taste, I'll try it."

Louis does not admit that there is something wrong with the stir-fried bamboo rats he made, and he firmly believes that Elliott is jealous of his talent and slanders him.

Hearing Iman's words, he immediately urged, "Yes, Iman, please try it."

Emmanuel hummed, took a piece of bamboo rat meat with chopsticks, fed it to his mouth and chewed it twice.

Then···
No then.

Emmanuel put down his chopsticks expressionlessly, walked to the edge of the woods and spit out the bamboo rat meat in his mouth.

The people who had been following him fell silent.

Louis tasted a piece of bamboo rat made by himself, and it was really unpalatable.

It's not generally unpalatable, but even worse than Da Yazi's.

He said with a smile, "The first time I fried it, it must be because the handmade it caused the unsatisfactory finished product.

But please believe me, I have experience now, and the same situation will never happen again. "

Everyone, "..."

It seems that there is no way to believe it.

After touching each other's eyes, Fei Mengluoya said cautiously, "Lu, Louis, are you sure you can do it?"

"I'm sure!"

Louis threw the ground with a loud voice, and his expression was full of confidence.

He washed the pots and pans, and then made a seafood hodgepodge.

Pour the oil and fry the onion, ginger, garlic and pepper, then pour in the scallops, octopus, etc., the order does not exist for him, and the easy to cook and not easy to cook are all stewed in one pot.

This is actually not a big problem. For seafood, there are tender and tender ways to eat, and old and old ways to eat.

It can also be boiled and steamed, or stir-fried to make it spicy or spicy.

There are some small problems with Louis's approach, but there are no major problems.

Seeing this, Monetai and the others couldn't help but feel grateful, and said that this seafood hodgepodge seems to be in the stage of being edible, and it smells so interesting.

As long as the follow-up stage is stable, they don't have to worry about being hungry, which is fine.

However, this happiness came to an abrupt end when Louis added seasoning again and again. Seeing him picking up the bamboo tube containing salt and trying to put salt in it, Clyde broke down and said, "You put salt in before, Why do you need to add salt?"

This is to salt them to death, is he monopolizing this pot of seafood hodgepodge all by himself?

Louis looked surprised, "Did I leave out the salt? No way, I obviously put in sugar before."

The sugar in the fart is obviously salt.

"It's salt."

Everyone said in unison, Louis said, put the bamboo tube back in a good manner, took another bamboo tube and said, "Is there sugar in this? I remember Sang Ning said that white sugar can improve freshness. Can I put some sugar in it?" ?”

"can."

They did hear that Sang Ning said that white sugar is a good freshening product, so they didn't object.

But he didn't want Louis to pour a lot of sugar directly, Mo Nainai and the others froze, and Qiqi felt the despair spreading in his heart.

Don't say anything, after being tortured at noon, the meal at night is not much better.

The fact is indeed true, the dishes that Louis cooks are amazing, they look good, and they are the kind that people are willing to spend money on.

But after eating it, I had a thought, what the hell is this.

Even the flour is mushy, he can make it. The taste after eating it in the mouth is indescribable, and there is no way to describe it at all.

The meal at noon can be wasted, but the meal at night is useless.

Because if you waste it, you will really be hungry.

Therefore, everyone is like taking poison, eating seven or eight eight eighty-eight without love.

Then, the person who finished eating resisted the desire to vomit, sat on the ground and began to doubt life.

What on earth gave them the courage to put these terrible foods that were worse than poison into their mouths?
"ε=(ο｀*))) Alas!"

Emmanuel sighed, and Elliott sighed after him. The two who heard each other's sighs looked at each other at the same time, and at the same time looked back at the night sky full of stars with a blank face.

The night is so beautiful, but their stomachs are rebelling.

"vomit--"

Mo Nainai was the first to run to the side to vomit, followed by Fei Mengluoya and the others.

(End of this chapter)