Doomsday Pavilion

The whole piece of hot-skinned lamb ribs and ribs is boiled over high heat to remove the froth, and then fried crispy meat carp is added.

Fish and sheep fresh soup is considered a basic operation. After Lin Chou's meticulous service, the crispy meat carp has basically no fishy smell. Moreover, in this pot of soup, the fish flavor will definitely be taken away by the mutton.

Therefore, mutton soup is still mutton soup, which will be more delicious and rich.

White radish and stalk qing cut into pieces with a hob, add rock sugar and fly water to cut off life, which can effectively remove the bitter and astringent taste of radish.

Then move to the casserole, pour the lamb soup, and the chopped lamb chops-this time the medicine residue is not wasted.

"The soup doesn't need to be too rich, it doesn't need to be boiled for a long time," Lin Chou put the cured duck esophagus in batches and put them in a casserole. come out..."

"But this scent has never been broken from beginning to end!" Shan Ye said, Lin Zi, what you said was wrong.

Lin Chou was obviously praised sincerely, but Lin Chou didn't feel relieved at all, and even wanted to beat him up.

"Okay, everyone try it."

Except for the part to help the evolvers, there is still leftovers in the esophagus of the cured duck. This time, it will be enough for a while.

A group of people were joking, not sitting, carrying the casserole to one side of the table, a small group of small groups around the table:

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, my brother will give you a try first!"

"Try a hammer, roll around, don't block..."

"Are you all dogs? It protects the food, you have to look at the pot while eating."

Shan Ye and Bao Er are among them.

Emmm maybe because of the table with Shan Ye, the people at this table are quite elegant.

Bao Er whispered,

"I have never eaten such a strange thing in my life..."

"I suggest you come here for more meals," Shan Ye smiled, "otherwise you will miss a lot of worthy people."

"Well," Bao Er said, "I really missed a lot of things."

Even for Bao Er, who has spent most of his life at the bottom of Mingguang and is accustomed to seeing all kinds of things, this kind of food is enough to describe the word "hunting strange".

The dried and waxed duck esophagus stretches its muscles and bones in a pot of hot fish and sheep soup to restore youthful vitality. The surface is ugly and wrinkled, and the body gradually becomes plump, and the color is also deep with a little brown and red. Turning to pink, then turning to pink and white, like a smooth texture of small fish, wandering between the white and emerald green radishes.

With a twist of the chopsticks, you can clearly feel the plump and juicy inside the duck's esophagus, and its two ends seem to be sealed, dripping.

"Weird little things..."

Bao Er couldn't help muttering.

Take a bite,

"Heh...I'm stunned..."

It really bursts into juice.

Bao Er actually knew that there would be melted grease inside. First, he didn't expect that there was so much. Second, he was unbelieving in evil and inexplicably brave.

result...

Bao Er felt that his own mouth was no longer worthy of being the mouth of an evolutionary of the same rank-it was swollen.

The fat in the duck's esophagus was so hot and the aroma was so beautiful that Bao Er didn't even plan to release them from the prison of the mouth.

"Fragrant...this is completely different from what I expected...the strange ingredients just now...sizzle...does it really produce this scent..."

The oil is dense and plump, forming a complex and rich aroma in the mouth.

Even if Bao Er's tongue is far less than that of Huang Dashan, the prince of the plate, it is quite sensitive. He can even taste the slightly acidic fermentation of the fat, the smoothness of duck fat, freshness and sweetness in the piping hot. Wine, light and palatable spiciness, sweetness of carmine goose breast, and more complex smoky sweetness of bagasse.

But wanting him to describe the brand new things formed by combining these flavors, it is tantamount to idiotic dreams.

Chew more, and it will be the firm and powerful flesh of the sparrow.

The original meaty aroma of the sparrow is almost completely blocked between the muscle textures. The fat melted from the hairy bacon and the orange fat in the duck esophagus has become a blockade. When Bao Eryi bites the sparrow, the same The deep, special smell of meat gushed out with the sound of crisp, crunched bones cracking.

"Wow~sigh~"

Almost everyone is in the same state of exhaling.

The top three fresh, hot and hot, seems to be a kind of taste at some times.

At this time, the advantages of high-rank evolutions are revealed, and this bit of temperature can't cause even the slightest harm to their mouths.

"Wonderful~" Shan Ye said, "This gadget, you can't drink too much!"

Huang Dashan gave a very pertinent evaluation as the first person to white prostitute in Yanhui Mountain.

"Fish, sheep, radish and radish soup, it feels good to have a hot soup, but daddy feels that this thing shouldn’t be tasted at all. You can use a small charcoal fire and simmer these things on the charcoal one by one. , Crackling so loud, Xiaoyou sizzles so much, hiss~"

A group of evolutionaries flew up:

"I don't care, Shan Ye NB, Shan Ye YYDS!"

"So, is this the difference between the veteran foodie and my ordinary people?"

"Eh, that said, Mr. Lin, I thought that it would be pretty good to fry this little sparrow pepper."

"How is the method of filling soup with yellow croaker?"

Lin Chou said,

"It is a benchmark ingredient in itself. As long as the finished product can dissolve the fat wrapped in the duck's esophagus, whether it is cooked or roasted, it is actually good."

Shan Ye nodded,

"Yeah, the oil in the duck's esophagus is the essence. It's really amazing. What should daddy say. The chest oil is similar to the same effect. It belongs to the truth. It is indescribable."

Lin Sor's face was black.

Expectingly, he put a full duck esophagus on the plate and cut it open with a knife.

"Bah~"

The orange-yellow oily juice sprayed out from it, and quickly accumulated in a small bottom of the plate.

Lin Chou used a small spoon to squeeze it in his mouth.

"Well..."

The great success of oil juice is the kind of taste that is delicious and satisfying all meat fantasies. 360 degrees of happiness without dead ends.

The shortcomings are also obvious. One of this stuff is enjoyment, the two feel mediocre, and the three are definitely uncomfortable.

It fully expresses what it means, no matter how delicious it is, it must be modest. Basically, as soon as it appears, you can directly enter the bottom of the weight loss box. I will never dare to take a look at that page of blacklist.

As for the sparrow wrapped in the duck esophagus, the meat is already firm and cured and "rouge", but now it has a cute color similar to hawthorn cake but with obvious fleshy texture.

The meat is chewy, the small bones are really crisp and fragrant, the taste is sweet, and there is no wood at all.

"Just give us a bake," Shan Ye interrupted Lin Chou's skills reading, shamelessly, "satisfy your most loyal customer's innocent mouth."

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