Doomsday Pavilion

When the three people and an uncle warlock were finished arguing, they found that Lin Chou hadn't been waiting anymore and was done.

"..."

Huang Dashan said silently,

"Well, pickled raw is also good."

"Yes, yes, good, very good."

"Emmm..."

Feeling hurt, we are fighting here to death and life, co-authoring you are just asking casually, right.

Shan Ye raised his eyebrows at Sikong,

"Today are all good food for wine, how many mouthfuls?"

Sikong's face is full of question marks, do you think my small physique seems to have the conditions for those whole mouthfuls?

But the warlock and Wu Ke said in unison,

"all!"

Of course, it is limited to beer, Shan Ye's drought-resistant barrel-level big wine bag, drinking Qingquanshan, he has to be regarded as a bully.

When Lin Chou came out with a large pot of raw pickled crabs, several guys were already full of alcohol.

Lin Shou is happy,

"What do you mean by this?"

"Hiccup~" Wu Ke said, "It's too hot and you have to drink some ice, and I feel almost out of breath."

Lin Chou nodded,

"Charcoal-grilled prawns, raw marinated blood cockles, raw marinated blue crabs, stir-fried octopus, oysters, well, there is a cress stew on the stove, but it will take a while."

Boss Lin habitually tells a few people about the dishes he is most looking forward to.

Uh, but this group of carnivores, apart from Sagong Giving Face, who expressed a little bit of expectation, the others didn't even have a reaction.

Water celery? !

? ? ?

Ah!

What's that stuff?

Big Brother, I’ve been stealing for so many years. Life is easy, I, I have to eat meat to know, who is the decent person who eats wild vegetables!

Lin Chou easily carried a bottle of beer over and flicked the bottle cap with his fingers.

"Tons, tons, huh~"

Boss Lin usually sips at most two sips of rice wine for cooking, and the white wine almost doesn't touch a drop.

However, on a hot day, there is still a certain enthusiasm for this beer with ice flowers-I always feel that this thing is much cooler than happy water when drinking, and it is refreshing.

After half a bottle of cold beer, the sweat from the kitchen seemed to disappear.

"Come on, Lord Shan, give me control of Sikong! Good job, Si Mou, I just listened to what you said."

"Come on, leave it to Grandpa Dashan, quack," Shanye barked his teeth savagely, and he could see 16 teeth and a small tongue croaking behind him, "Come on, be happy, yeah, strong man locks up men and adds men to men."

"Let it go, let it go, damn fucking..."

This thing, Umi, doesn't actually look so scary.

They are all carefully selected by Lin Chou. Each black powder-covered ume film is particularly complete. After a simple stir-fry with thick oil and red sauce, the black inside faintly reflects a dark trace through the film, and the surface is oily. Diligently shining, dotted with red peppers and rich soup immersed in the bottom of the plate.

Shan Ye snorted,

"It looks pretty good. I remember that we had eaten raw when we were young. One bite and one black mouth, it was quite sweet."

Lin Chou picked a spindle-shaped Umi about the size of Si Kong’s nose and clamped it on his chopsticks.

"Yeah, Lord Shan still has this experience. I also ate it when I was a child, raw and roasted, but after eating it, I was always beaten. How difficult it is for a straight steel man to wash it off."

"Wait?" Shan Ye frowned and realized that things were not simple, "Your dad actually did you laundry? Fuck Daddy's clothes are stained with Umi black powder and you can't tell where they are!"

"..."

This topic is too dirty...ah no...too heavy, ignore it.

Sikong struggled in vain, still being pinched by Shan Ye's two fingers on his cheek, he squeezed his mouth abruptly, Shan Ye was still making a sound.

"Look, this little face is tender, like a squeeze of a pack of water, quack, daddy Hualiu Lane is looking for a girl who is not so tender... ahem... ahem... you guys I didn't hear anything, right, huh?!"

Sikong's eyes were horrified, and he spit out a few words laboriously.

"Then what is swimming in the soup, what is it? I saw it, it moved... It's a worm, it really is a worm!"

Lin Chou and Shan Ye's eyes fell on the plate.

"Uh... it's just the leaked black powder. I have cleaned up the bugs from wherever they came. Don't lie to yourself."

"Ah...open your mouth...come...good..."

After a thrilling feeding, Shan Ye finally let go of poor Sikong.

Sikong's face was wrinkled.

"This taste, vomit, feels like chewing a half-dried crispy sponge, you know, and the old radish with scum..."

"and many more?"

"I'm going to taste..."

Sagong Young Master suddenly stopped talking.

Also, wherever he is, he has eaten this food, probably because his cognition of food has been subverted again.

Lin Chou, Huang Dashan, Wu Ke, and a group of unscrupulous guys ignored him happily, dropping chopsticks to taste this common and uncommon ingredient.

In fact, the taste of Umi is not as unbearable as Sagong Young Master said. Who made him resist Xiantian?

First of all, the outer layer of Umi is a kind of smooth and tough, and bite it up--

Um, how should I describe it? In fact, it resembles the taste of Xue Meiniang, very, very similar.

There is a bag of black powder inside, slightly smooth, dipped in soup, and unusually fluffy. After a second of your mouth adjusts to the taste, you will notice that it even has a sweetness that is not lost to seafood.

Wu Ke took a sip of beer,

"Ha, this thing is so sweet, sweet and spicy, it's not bad!"

A mouth reveals the black teeth covered with black powder, which is particularly frightening.

Sikong was full of burps when he watched directly.

"Don't, don't talk, these teeth give me a bad association."

Shan Ye said,

"Sure enough, I was right. They are really good dishes to go with wine. Hey, I will try this crab..."

Lin Chou had cooked this kind of raw pickled crabs before, such as drunken crabs and snaked crabs, but it seemed that the way he did this time was a little different.

The rich soup reveals a slightly acidic aroma mixed with sharp coriander and garlic.

I randomly found a crab and opened its back shell, which was full of ointment.

The original orange-yellow ointment was also stained by the rich soy sauce color, turning into a yellow-to-black color, and due to the infiltration of salt, in fact, the ointment and meat were somewhat shrunk, and the original full yellow became three-pointers. The second appearance, but this will not make the ointment, meat and shell stick to each other, it is very convenient to eat.

"Sucking~"

Huang Dashan has never been a pity and cherishment, and he sucked the whole shell of ointment into his mouth in one bite.

"Cool! This taste is a bit unique, it's actually pickled in vinegar?"

Sikong's eating style is much more elegant, take chopsticks and small spoons into his mouth little by little to taste carefully, and then disdain.

"You can call your mouth? Shame! Where is the vinegar? If I'm not mistaken, the sourness should be a mixture of orange vinegar and little lime juice, right?"

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