Doomsday Pavilion

The giant salamander meat is fried until it is crunched, and then the soy sauce and bamboo shoots are added-braised in soy sauce. The main character is "red", and the second is "simmered".

After the giant salamander was cooked, Lin Chou made a big basin and rinsed the fish over and over again. After rubbing it with vinegar, he sprinkled it with flour and rubbed it vigorously.

The cleaned fish is soaked in salt with green onion and **** cooking wine, and then poured in vinegar again after ten minutes of cooking to remove the last odor.

At this time, the pot used to braise the giant salamanders has been smelling unspeakable.

Unusual fish taste, it smells of bone broth and minerals, and some of it resembles broth stewed with old hen and snake bone snake skin.

The croissant sucked his nose, and the bamboo rat stopped eating, and kept asking Lin Chou.

"Are bamboo shoots delicious? Are bamboo shoots delicious? Are bamboo shoots better than bamboo rats?"

Lin Chou was speechless.

I really want to tell this child that bamboo shoots are not delicious and that bamboo shoots are not as delicious as bamboo rats.

"Cough, you can eat right away, don't worry."

Lin Chou took out a small dish of giant salamander bones left beforehand, and put some chicken fir oil in a flat-bottomed casserole.

——No way, there is no chicken fat, so I can only use oil chicken fir instead.

Slow roasting on low heat, fry the fish bones at low temperature until golden brown, then pour out the excess fat.

Shan Ye was distressed and wished to pour all the oil into his mouth and drink it.

"Prodigal... Prodigal..."

The big salamander bone is the bottom, the green onion and **** are spread on the top, add water and simmer slowly.

In a moment, the soup in the casserole became thick and creamy.

Lin Chou moved the casserole to the edge of the fire, so that the soup in the pot was on the edge of boiling, and then took the processed fish into the water, cut the fish maw into strips, cut the fish liver, and cut the fish intestines into intestines. Knot, put them in the casserole, and close the lid.

"Well, this pot is almost braised in soy sauce. Pick up all the chopsticks and prepare to eat."

After a pot of giant salamanders are cooked, the serving size is much smaller, not very shipping but delicious enough.

How to say it, to describe it in a more exaggerated way-even the rising steam is a delicious color.

The croissant braid is not too hot, and I use chopsticks to stuff a large piece of big salamander with its belt into the small mouth.

"Hi...wow...so hot...emmmm..."

The little girl’s scalded forehead was dripping with thin beads of perspiration, and she still refused to let go, her face turned into a strange shape due to her teething grin, she tried to bite.

"Ah...uh..."

The contact between the fish meat and the teeth is full of smoothness, especially the fish skin, which can be a bit springy after a bite.

It felt like the thick fish skin was full of juice, and it was very worrying that the hot soup would suddenly splash out after the fish skin was bitten.

She has bright eyes,

"Wow, it's so slippery...the fish skin is so delicious..."

The little girl's vocabulary is not very rich. Obviously, she doesn't know how to describe this wonderful taste that makes her eyes bright. She can only do her best to bite, like a little tiger.

Wu Ke was crazy,

"Why can't this fish just be blown cold..."

Because every piece of fish is covered with thick, ruddy sauce, it wraps the white and crystal-clear fish tightly.

Wu Ke said,

"It's too hot, and it smells...well...Where is this piece? Is it fish tail! Fish tail is live meat... It smells..."

Huang Dashan smiled disdainfully, rummaging in the cauldron without a little politeness.

"Aha~ let me find it~"

On Huang Dashan's chopsticks are the soles of giant salamanders. They are round and plump, and look stupid and cute.

"Living meat? Is this really live meat~"

The cargo opened its blood basin and was about to swallow the soles of the giant salamander's feet in one bite.

"Wow~"

Something on the tip of the chopsticks flew away, Huang Dashan bit out.

"???"

The billowing bear's paw was holding a small object, and his dark eyes were shining. After a careful observation, he put it in his mouth.

"Wow~"

Shan Ye was speechless, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

I had to bow my body and continue to look in the pot,

"Aha~"

Croissants and Su Yourong eagerly leaned over.

There is crystal saliva hanging from the corner of the croissant's mouth,

"Second hand, second foot and foot..."

The Lord Shan closed his eyes in pain, tears welling up.

Lin Chou picked it up in the pot and pulled the two fish lips on the chopsticks.

Huang Dashan's admiring complaints,

"Niang Xipi, really **** good at eating..."

Fish lips are one of the eight treasures!

The entrance was fresh and smooth, and the thick gum seemed to be gluing Lin Chou's lips directly together, and the taste was fascinating.

Lin Chou was fairly satisfied with the taste of the giant salamander, and after eating a little bit, he concentrated on dealing with the contents of the casserole-that was what he expected.

...

afterwards.

Huang Dashan patted his stomach and complained as usual,

"Delicious is delicious, but it's a little bit less. The total amount is not enough for you, Lord Shan, and I can fill my stomach by myself."

Wu Ke tilted his mouth, but he despised him.

"The big pot of rice on the Four Walls construction site is full of support, why don't you eat it?"

"Does your kid owe you?"

"Come on, it's like beating me like how glorious you are to be a fourth-order boss."

"..."

Lin Chou smiled happily, pickingly cleaning among a pile of vegetables.

Huang Dashan has sharp eyes,

"Well, Linzi, the one just now, is it a wild ginseng?"

Lin Chou said,

"Yes, I dug beside the bamboo forest. It's still tender for ten years."

Most evolutionaries don't like to eat this thing, it is bitter, and the longer the year, the more bitter it is.

In their opinion, only ordinary people regard the nourishing effects of wild ginseng as a treasure. For the evolutionary, even wild ginseng that has been used for hundreds of years is no better than big radish.

(It's not Alienated Demon Plant, what's the baby, huh! I haven't seen the world!)

There are a lot of these things on the mountains near Mingguang, except for the occasional evolutionary who has a good bite who will take the mountain ginseng soaked in wine, even if they see it, they will not pick it up.

——Speaking of which, this should be an alternative luxury unique to the cataclysm years, right?

Lin Chou peeled off the grayish yellow skin of the finger-thick wild ginseng like radishes, then cut into long filaments, and stewed them in a casserole with Maitake mushrooms.

The milky white fish bone and fish maw soup was bubbling with bubbles, and a unique breath of ginsenoside gradually diffused. This taste is particularly fairy-like in the lush mountain forest of Zushan Mountain.

Lin Chou said as he washed the tips of the tender vegetables in his hands,

"Occasionally eating this thing tastes good, but if you eat too much, it won't be so good. Evolved people will get angry too."

The tips of the green vegetables that Lin Chou cleans are the young leaves of nettle. Most people can't distinguish wild vegetables such as nettle and ageratum, and they hardly eat them.

But in fact, this thing is a perfect match with fish soup and hot pot, and it is very fresh.

Even if it is just a simple rinse with boiled soup, and then a paste of chili and dipped in water, it is the perfect weapon for delivering porridge and rice.

Lin Chou took out a small spoonful of chicken fir oil and poured it out on the soup.

"Everyone has a bowl, it's not ugly!"

The washed nettle swayed on the noodle soup, and was immediately softened by the hot fish soup, and slowly immersed in the soup as it melted.