i have a super island

Chapter 197 BBQ Crocodile Meat

Everything is ready for the bacon, now all that's left is to smoke it.

It is actually very simple to make smoke, just throw some wet wood and leaves into the fire. It just happens that it is raining outside today, so it is not too easy to get wet wood.

However, this will still bring about a bad point. The air circulation in the cave is poor, and the heat is not so easy to discharge after the smoke is present. In this way, the people in the cave will undoubtedly have to endure the taste of being choked by the smoke.

Fortunately, the white smoke will not last too long. When the wet wood and leaves are dried and burned, there will be no more strong white smoke, but a relatively light blue smoke.

As for Qingyan, everyone has been living in caves for several months, and they are almost used to it, and they will not feel particularly uncomfortable.

Of course, Equation is also thinking about how to get the smoke out of the cave.

But right now, he was thinking more about the taste of crocodile meat. It was going to be night soon, and he couldn't wait to taste the crocodile meat cooked by Song Zhixi.

It was raining outside, and everyone didn't go out, but huddled around the fire in the cave.

Song Zhixi took a piece of crocodile meat, and after consulting with Equation, he chose the most wild-flavored barbecue method.

While Song Ji-hee handled the food, the others gathered around the fire and started chatting.

Li Qingman looked at A Yue and asked with a smile: "A Yue, how much Chinese have you learned now?"

Ah Yue was embarrassed, and said in an unprofessional tone: "A little bit."

"That's not bad." Li Qingman stretched out his thumb and gave Ah Yue encouragement.

"Thank you." A Yue blushed, and it seemed that he was greatly benefited by being praised by Li Qingman.

Fang Fang said at the side: "A Yue, do you want to learn another Chinese song?"

A Yue kept waving his hands, he was a very reserved and shy person, he was usually embarrassed to speak, and even more shy when asked to sing.

"Learning songs is a very effective way to learn Chinese." In order to lure Ah Yue to sing, Fang Fang had to use the excuse of learning Chinese to impress Ah Yue.

However, all this has no effect, Ah Yue is so determined that he will not sing even if he is beaten to death.

At this time, Li Qingman stood up for Ayue and challenged Fang Fang: "Why do you keep asking Ayue to sing? I heard from colleagues that you were not very good at singing before. Why don't you play a song for everyone?"

Fang Fang blushed, he didn't expect Li Qingman to come to his army suddenly, and said awkwardly: "That's all colleagues' flattery, I don't know how to sing at all."

"Really? But what I heard doesn't seem to be the case. Not only can you sing, you seem to be good at writing lyrics. You even secretly made up lyrics to mock me during departmental gatherings?" Li Qingman's expression was not good, and he was very excited The meaning of questioning guilt.

"Yes...is there, why don't I remember this..."

Cold sweat was streaming down Fang Fang's forehead, and he thought to himself that Li Qingman even knew about this. When he brought people from the department together to sing at a party, he made up a few lyrics to ridicule Li Qingman on the spot. Which boy actually revealed such a confidential matter to Li Qingman, this feeling of being betrayed is really terrible.

"Equation?" Li Qingman stared at the equation with a half-smile.

"Ah." Fang Fang could only pretend to be stupid at the moment, and refused to admit it.

Li Qingman smiled inscrutably, and said, "If you sing a song for everyone now, I can forget about the past."

"Sing, I sing..."

Fang Fang agreed to Li Qingman's condition without thinking about it.

Speaking of singing, it’s really nothing, anyway, Song Zhixi is preparing dinner, the four of them are around the fire, and everyone has no other entertainment, so let’s just sing and adjust the atmosphere.

Among the other three, Ah Yue didn't quite understand what Fang Fang and Li Qingman said just now, but stared at Fang Fang with his big eyes, not knowing what he was going to do next.

Song Zhixi was concentrating on cooking the grilled crocodile meat. Only Li Qingman held his chin with one hand, his eyes full of anticipation, wanting to see what kind of song his boyfriend would sing.

"The haze begins in the distance at the sea level, how can sadness be calm and pure white, there is always a hint of helplessness on my face..."

After being silent for a while, Fang Fang sang his own song softly. What he sang was the song of his childhood idol Jay Chou. For some reason, this love song was so different from the current atmosphere at this time. fit.

Li Qingman's eyes lit up. She grew up in the United States and had never heard of Zhou's songs. She only felt that the melody was sad and poignant, and with the addition of Fang Fang's voice, it made people a little intoxicated.

Song Zhixi, who was busy preparing dinner, was also attracted by Fang Fang's singing, and gradually forgot what he was doing, and stopped to listen to his singing quietly.

"What's the name of this song?" Song Zhixi asked softly.

"Coral Sea."

Li Qingman boasted: "This song is really nice."

Fang Fang said: "This is the work of one of my favorite singers, but..."

Li Qingman's expression tightened, he covered his mouth and said, "But what?"

"However, later he left his job and went to train his chest muscles." Fang Fang changed his seriousness just now, and suddenly laughed, playing a trick on both Li Qingman and Song Zhixi.

"You, what did you think you were going to say!" Li Qingman gave Fang a blank look.

It wasn't too long after the fun, the crocodile meat on Song Zhixi's side was already roasted.

For the convenience of everyone and to make the crocodile meat easier to cook, Song Zhixi cut the whole crocodile meat into four pieces before the test, and then skewered them with wooden sticks and grilled them over the fire.

Now it's just a drizzle of sea salt on top after it's baked, and you're all set to go.

In addition to crocodile meat, Song Zhixi also specially boiled some crocodile eggs. The water in the ceramic pot has been boiled for a long time, and the crocodile eggs inside are all cooked. Come and eat.

"Taste it and see how it tastes?"

As the chef for today's dinner, Song Zhixi is already full of expectations and wants everyone to taste the taste of the crocodile meat he made.

To be honest, today is the first time for the four people on the island, including Ayue, to eat crocodile meat. Before that, no one has tasted what crocodile meat tastes like, and no one has the idea at all.

But since they are all on the deserted island, there are not so many things to be scruples about, and they have to eat what they should eat.

Fang Fang put the crocodile meat under his nose and smelled it, and a smell of meat came to his nostrils immediately.

"Wow!"

"Stop wowing, eat quickly."

Put a piece of crocodile meat that was grilled until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and immediately the fresh and tender gravy exploded in the mouth. I started to take a second bite.

"It's delicious, the meat is very tender, and it tastes a little like chicken."

(End of this chapter)