Doomsday Pavilion

"Oh..."

Leng Han just said oh, he didn't say anything, and he didn't mean to bury poor Lao Zhou alive in Lushan.

On the contrary, the clump of metal on the ground moved like a giant python again, and snaked into the furnace.

There seemed to be an incredible reaction between the metal and the flame. The violent flame almost completely engulfed the entire furnace, and there were spray flames everywhere.

"boom!"

The high-speed rail quickly took the opportunity to increase the wind of the wind box, and the indigo lavender fire immediately sharpened, cutting the air like a knife.

Qin Sheng blinked and looked at Lao Zhou on the ground.

"This is unscientific, Lao Zhou is still alive?"

The blast furnace whispered to Qin Sheng,

"Little bastard, why are you again? If daddy knew that it was you, the little broom star, who came to our yard, he wouldn't agree with that damn activity."

Qin Sheng rolled his eyes,

"I said the old man, are you unreasonable? Blame me?"

The blast furnace snorted, "The old man doesn't bother to argue with you, so he stayed and sews your kid's mouth to Daddy by the way."

Half an hour later, the mass of metal finally melted, and the dust and debris wrapped in it continued to separate from the surface.

If only the blast furnace high-speed rail was used to carry out this step, it would only rely on the sledge hammer to violently squeeze out the Impurities, but now Leng Han does not need any effort at this step here.

The blast furnace is overjoyed,

"Yes, yes, that's it... Okay, just pour into the mold, just pour into the mold... Be careful."

The flame dragon flew out from the furnace mouth, hovered in the air for a while, and poured it in along the bell mouth that was set aside in advance by the huge grinding disc-shaped mold, without a drop left.

The blast furnace finally exhaled,

"Okay, okay, cold girl, take a break, and I will come next."

"Um."

Leng Han sat beside him again in a daze, silent.

Pieces of crystal clear frost condensed around her, fell to the ground and then disappeared.

Qin Sheng couldn't help staying away. Erhu said, "Wow, like a fairy, it's so beautiful."

Qin Sheng pouted,

"Would you like to try the ice flower area? It is guaranteed that there will be one less Qin Erhu and one more ice sculpture in this world.

Erhu looked at Qin Sheng,

"real or fake?"

Qin Sheng picked up a long iron piece and dipped it with water.

"Look, don't blink."

The two-meter-long iron piece dragged a few drops of water tremblingly into the range where the ice blossoms danced.

With a soft sound, a few drops of water seemed to suddenly swell up a lot, becoming round and round and rolling down from the iron sheet.

"Ding."

Qin Sheng tilted his head and looked at Erhu, "Did you believe it?"

Erhu scratched his head,

"It's okay, isn't it freezing at zero?"

Qin Sheng was about to speak, the hand holding the iron piece seemed to be pierced by a needle, and the iron piece dropped out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"Crack, click."

The iron sheet was broken into seventeen or eight sections, and the section was covered with hoarfrost.

Qin Sheng and Erhu were dumbfounded, Qin Sheng swallowed and said,

"I, I said it was cold."

"..."

"Squeak."

The courtyard door was pushed open, and Lin Chou walked in carrying a large bag.

"Oh, it's so lively...huh? Why is this still dizzy, Lao Gao, are you trying to take a living sacrifice furnace?"

The blast furnace is busy, and there is no time to deal with this uninvited guest.

Leng Han stood up suddenly, turned his back to Lin Chou and stroked the slightly wrinkled dress, and said calmly, "Here?"

Qin Sheng is overjoyed,

"Uncle? Are you here to see Xia Yu?"

Erhu and Calabash baby respectfully said, "Good Brother Sorrow."

Lin Chou smiled and nodded to Leng Han before asking.

"Xia Yu is here too? It just so happened. I brought some delicious food. You call her to eat together."

Qin Sheng cheered.

"Good brother, wait, we'll be back soon."

"Smelly boy, believe me or not to beat you again?"

"No problem, brother."

The three little guys slid away.

Lin Chou said,

"What's the situation on this ground?"

There was a trace of blood on Leng Han’s snow-white face, blinking, and said uncertainly.

"Oh... it should be heatstroke."Lin Chou nodded and looked at the busy blast furnace high-speed rail.

"This shabby place is really not for people. Mingguang is already hot enough. Here is the stove and messy things. I sweated all over the place for a while."

The blast furnace rolled his eyes frantically, "If you have the ability, don't come, shit."

Lin Chou asked Leng Han,

"Is it the right time? You haven't eaten yet?"

Leng Han lowered his head and said,

"It's about to eat."

Lin Chou immediately got busy when he heard this, spreading big and small bags on the ground, all kinds of cooking utensils and ingredients.

"Hey, I was really in a hurry last time. I hurried to get something. I went back and thought about it. This is very insincere. I have prepared more today. Anyway, you can't get out of Lushan. You must have not eaten a normal one for a long time. Is the food ready?"

Leng Han nodded and shook his head, "In fact, Lushan's food is okay."

Lin Chou frowned,

"It's okay?! That kind of stuff is also worthy... Forget it, if you don't mention it, I think my cooking level will drop when I mention it, and I can't bear to look directly at it."

"Here, this is the coconut juice of the newly squeezed glutinous rice golden coconut, which has ice ballast in it just after being iced. Try it."

Leng Han took a sip from the gasping cup.

"Well, it's so ice, so sweet."

After a few sips, his stomach gurgled and Leng Han's cheeks flushed.

Lin Chou didn't care,

"I know you must be hungry after a busy day. All I bring is meat, I can't help but I'm full, haha..."

The blast furnace and the high-speed rail were busy with the work at hand, untied Piccolo and threw it aside, and put on a gray cloth.

The blast furnace came over with an iron bench,

"Ha, I'm finally able to eat something good, boy, I think you brought a lot of things."

Lin Chou said,

"You are really welcome."

Blast furnace laughed,

"This is Lushan. If you go to daddy's site to show off your power, why do you have to figure out my landlord first, right?"

While talking, I heard a cheer,

"Brother Chou! Why are you here... Yeah... what's the teacher?"

"Heatstroke."

Lin Chou replied truthfully.

Xia Yu took the three Miss sisters to the yard and stood there pretty.

It's just that Qin Sheng didn't look very interested, and from time to time he glanced at the three girls next to Xia Yu.

Lin Chou smiled and said,

"Come to see a friend, just to hear Qin Sheng say you are here...How about Huizi?"

Xia Yu Nunu mouth,

"It's not that I'm on Qin Mountain all the time, and I don't even return home, so my mother is alone at home, reciting him every day, hum."

Lin Chou said,

"In a few days, I will ask Mama Xia to find an honest and capable babysitter. The old man is getting older and it is not safe to be at home alone."

Xia Yu’s crisp Tao,

"Thank you Brother Sorrow."

Lin Chou glanced behind her, "Is this your classmate?"

The three little girls are not bad, all with lilac eyebrows and phoenix eyes, but Xia Yu, who is dressed and dressed, looks out of place with Shui Lingling cabbage.

Xia Yu took Miss Miss’s arm,

"This is Weiwei, she is the school tweed of our school... This is Liu Qian, this is Xu He."

Lin Chou nodded, indicating that he knew, "This is Leng Han."

And said to Leng Han,

"Xia Yu, when I was working in the shooting range, Little Sister of Xia Zhonghui."

Leng Han looked at Xia Yu curiously, "Hello."

The girl named Weiwei took a step back,

"Leng...Han?? Could it be that Leng Han...no, no..."

Lin Chou smiled,

"Then sit down, Lao Gao? Where is the table from last time?"

With a wry smile, the high-speed rail took out the large table made by Lin Chou from the corner and helped Lin Chou take out the dishes from the food box and put them on the table. He was not as thick as a blast furnace.

There are thirty or forty dishes, and the whole table can’t be put on the table, or the scent of hot or cold dishes are intertwined on the tabletop, brewing, expanding, and then erupting like a nuclear bomb, ten near the blast furnace courtyard. Several courtyards are covered.

There was a cry of surprise,

"Hey? Master? What does it taste like?"

"smell good..."

"It's not just fragrant... what, it's dinner? I'm starving to death..."

"That's right, the clock for food hasn't ringed yet."

"You are so stupid, the clock has already rang."

"Oh, rice is coming..."

"..."

Sudden silence.

"Fuck! It's not right! It's not like this!"

"You gang of cooking bastards, and use boiled cabbage to help pork daddy?! What did it taste like just now! Daddy wants to eat that too!"

"They all work the same, but they hide private goods?"

Then someone wondered,

"Damn it, isn't it the bastard who came again the other day..."

Silence again.

Xia Yu listened to the shouting and wailing from all directions, and asked with a smile, "Brother Chou, the bastard they were talking about...could it be you?"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes.

"Only you are smart, eat!"

"Oh..."

Lao Zhou was also awakened by a few students, sitting on the edge of the table with a wandering appearance, probably frightened.

Leng Han held a bowl, and tasted the same dishes under Lin Chou's introduction.

"Lin Chou, why don't you eat it?"

Lin Chou dug out a few huge iron plates from the scrap iron pile, "I, I still want to make today's staple food, eat steak."

Erhu's eyes lit up immediately,

"What a luxury, steak?"

Ask the girl Weiwei to curl her lips and whisper, "Tubaozi."

Qin Sheng patted the table, "Who are you talking about?!"

"Humph!" Weiwei snorted and stopped talking.

Xia Yu was a little embarrassed, "Qin Sheng, don't quarrel with Weiwei, Weiwei is my good sister and takes care of me very often."

When Qin Sheng heard Xia Yu’s words, the fire was half-extinguished, but he still refused to let her go, staring at Weiwei fiercely.

"It's been a long time since you're not pleasing to your eyes, so you can still be rated as the school flower of Qinshan Wushu School? Oh... By the way, Calabash baby, do you know why this person named Weiwei has the name of school flower?"

Calabash baby focused on dealing with a plump pig's hoof, raised her head when she heard the words, smoked a slug and said,

"Heh, ah? What are you talking about? I don't know..."

"Because'Lang' got a false name."

This aggravated tone of voice, this paused rhythm...

Everyone was stunned for a while, "pouch", a leaking voice echoed.

This kid, his mouth is poisonous enough, what a hatred is this!

Wei Wei's eyes are red with anger,

"Qin Sheng, don't think that you are Qin Yuanfeng's son and you can do whatever you want. Why do you say me, my dad, my dad..."

Qin Sheng waved to interrupt,

"My little master, I can do whatever I want, your dad, what is your dad? Every day, my face is stalking Sister Yu, and my little master looks at Sister Yu's face, otherwise, haha!"The high-speed rail is very kind to help Lin Chou pack up all kinds of things. Lin Chou asked in a low voice, "Are the kids now so good?"

The high-speed rail looked at a loss,

"Uh, I don't know, see you for the first time..."

As he listened, Lao Zhou suddenly returned to his senses, his face was generally conditioned, like a whole blackboard.

Haoran was righteous and screamed,

"How well-formed you are! It's almost...you have lost the face of Qinshan Wushu school! Qin Sheng, Weiwei, you two each add 100 hours of training, write three 10,000-character reviews and leave it to me! In addition, Ten credits are deducted from each! Look at you, what are you talking about? Ah? Is there a student-like appearance? It's almost... hey hey? What are you pouting? Do you still want to hit the teacher if you have an eyeball?"

Weiwei and Qin Sheng looked at each other and hummed coldly at the same time.

Old Monday slapped on the table,

"Presumptuous!! You guys, this is the worst class I have ever brought, none of them! Are you trying to piss off the teacher? Think about it, it’s not good to come to Qinshan Martial Arts School with your parents’ hard-earned money Study and training, how old you are to learn from those who are inconsistent and jealous? The teacher works hard in the morning and evening to prepare lessons for you, write lesson plans, correct homework, supervise your training, carry pig troughs for thousands of miles, and feed (for) you, Why don't you know how to be grateful?"

Qin Sheng retorted in a low voice, "We are not pigs...what do we want the pig trough for..."

"Do you dare to talk back? You are not a pig? If you are not a pig, you will have fun! Tell me how many passes have you passed in 22 courses this year? You think the teacher wants to fill your stomach with a rolling pin and a rolling pin like a duck. What is it? You are not a pig...Human head pig brain? At that time, pulling a head in class is more uncomfortable than the death of your aunt and grandma. I don’t know if you think you have grass on your face. , What are you picking? If you go back and look at your dad more when you are free to do nothing, you can see what Secretary Qin is like every day. That's the role model you should learn from and the pillar of the base city! You are here Looking at you, except for his appearance, is there anything like your dad? I can tell you that Secretary Qin specially asked Principal Zhou and me to deal with you without being polite, and kicking vigorously. The teacher will not be responsible if you kick it. Your dad still has to invite the teacher to dinner, don't you know?"

"Weiwei, hey! Hey! Just talk about you, you laugh, do you still have a smile on your face? Every day, the face of the old lady sweeping the street is not as thick as your face. Water can grow a large forest here... Your father and mother paid you to let you come to school to learn makeup and talk about people? Do you think the school is a bathing center or a pansidong? Summer? I’m going to go to the streets to solicit customers before it’s time, or what? One of you three little girls counts as one movie. When the class is over, the playground will be watched by the three of you chasing the boys and whizzing around. It’s more attractive than a blowfly. Disgusted, don’t say if you change your hands every day, today you hold him and she will hold him tomorrow, do you think about it for yourself? Disposable chopsticks are cleaner than you! Wearing hanging pants every day is not like panties The skirt is not like a skirt. It’s all things that go in and out. I know it’s underwear. I don’t know if I thought... Teacher, I’m so old and I’m embarrassed to say it. You guys are all over Qinshan. Look for it, which student is dressed like the three of you? You can go straight to the post next to the telegraph pole..."

Zhou Meili's mouth was like a machine gun, and her body was full of blemishes without shooting everyone in the middle of a pause.

Lin Chou's head and face were sweaty, and the high-speed rail was faltering, and several students were about to put their heads under the table.

Leng Han's chopsticks fell on the table with a "pop", his eyes were lost.

Teacher Zhou's gaze could not help but followed, Leng Han was silent for a moment, and slightly avoided Zhou Meili's gaze.

"...Sorry, Zhou...Teacher."

——Is this even Leng Han afraid? ?

Zhou Meili took a few breaths of indignation.

"Let everyone laugh at me, ah, I can't take care of anything when I'm used to being a teacher, cough cough, I'm sorry."

"cough."

Lin Chou coughed,

"Well, let’s eat first. It’s not easy for the kids if you don’t talk about official business. It’s a hot day...Eating, eat first, then talk about it."

Everyone was relieved, and several students looked at Lin Chou with grateful eyes.

Zhou Meili glanced at Leng Han from the corner of her eye, making sure that she did not intend to violently kill, and then said.

"Oh, if you are lucky, let's go back and teach you... such a hearty dish, then our teachers and students are not welcome. Everyone eats, eat them all."

Lin Chou picked out a thick iron plate with the most regular shape, washed it off the rust on the surface a few times, and put it on the stove. After it was heated, it was wiped over with a few pieces of white butter.

As far as the most suitable cooking utensils for steaks are concerned, only grills and cast iron pans are the only way to make steaks cooked in thick cast iron pans.

Lin Chou brought eight huge steaks, their only characteristic is that they are thick and unusually thick.

Xia Yu sighed,

"The thickness of these steaks is almost a fairy tale level!"Each steak is as thick as a standing palm, and it is evenly covered with snow patterns. The pink light is very attractive.

When it was placed on the iron plate, it immediately made the sound of cracking of grease.

The saliva from the blast furnace is coming down, mumbling,

"It's so thick, how can it be cooked?"

After Lin Chou adjusted the taste, he arranged the beef on a tray with a few metal wires. After the lid was closed, it became a single-sided grill, but the steak still needed to be turned over frequently.

I took the other two pieces and put them on the iron plate,

"This is half-dried yak meat, a second-order strange animal... ordinary people can't eat it."

"what..."

Several students sighed disappointedly.

The surface of the yak meat after air-drying is not the usual gray-black, but a deep red, turning into a waxy layer, with salt and pepper remaining on it.

After the outer surface of the steak was golden brown, the cold iron knife flew up and down, and in an instant, two large pieces of steak became thin strips. A large cup of old Qingquan mountain fell on the beef, and a blue flame rose up into the sky. , The aroma of wine and meat are intertwined with each other.

"Boiled air-dried yak meat with wine and fire."

The beef slices are slightly harder on the outside and full of toughness, while the inside seems to be no different from fresh beef, still having plenty of juice and a tender color.

Those who can eat are immediately looted, and those who can't eat can only stare at them.

The surface of the beef slices has a bright grease luster, but the dripping grease is not visible. The meat juice inside is dripping. From the inside to the outside, the pink flesh color gradually turns into a deep red, and the outermost layer is thin. Burnt yellow color.

When it smells, the aromas of wine and protein are layered on top of each other, and there seems to be a faint fragrance like grass or flowers.

"what is this?"

Lin Chou explained,

“It’s the taste of rose salt. It seems that the yak meat does not need to be seasoned when it is cooked with wine. In fact, I have already seasoned the beef when I air-dried it. I use rose salt and America devil pepper from Mount Temurraya. Their taste has long been deep into the meat quality."

Lin Chou took out a small dish of dipping sauce,

"The spiciness of beef should not be very strong. This is a roasted chili with some finely chopped pepper in it, which can be eaten with beef."

The blast furnace chewed very hard, and said while putting the meat into the bowl,

"It looks very tender. I didn't expect it to be so tough. Every bite I chewed gave me the feeling of eating a new piece of beef, and the flavor inside was constantly being brought out, instead of the more bland and tasteless the more I chewed, it was amazing, amazing."

Lin Chou was not happy anymore.

"I said, old man, can you pay attention to the food, you can just pull the meat into your bowl."

The blast furnace laughed wildly,

"Hahaha..."

Leng Han said,

"Yak beef? It tastes very different from the beef you often eat."

Lin Chou nodded,

"It's not the same. Yak beef is tougher than ordinary beef, and the fiber is thicker. When I dry the yak beef, I put the blood into the meat, so it will be tenderer, otherwise it will be tougher. This is also hidden. The most commonly used method in Tibetan areas, they believe that blood contains mysterious power, which can make people strong...completely air-dried yak meat is mostly eaten raw in Tibetan areas, and it is full of original flavor and wildness."

Blast furnace,

"Yes, yes, it's wild. Other than that, any more words are superfluous. The word'wild' is enough to perfectly describe all the characteristics of this dish."

Erhu and Qin Sheng were about to move their chopsticks, they were considered half-evolutionists, and Tier 2 meat could still be eaten a little.

But Teacher Zhou directly knocked off his chopsticks, "Children can't drink! Waiting to eat another steak."

Students look at me and I look at you, their faces are bitter.

"Ugh..."

After a group of people were eager to see through, the remaining eight steaks were finally released.

Lin Chou broke the steak into big pieces,

"Well, the time is just right, it's perfectly medium-cooked... If you are not used to it, you can use a iron plate to fry a little bit on both sides."

The trembling meat inside the large slice of steak is steaming with white mist, and the color of myoglobin is the most attractive catalyst, and it is difficult to extricate itself just by looking at it.

At this time, I don’t care about chopsticks or knives and forks, just pick it up and tear it as much as you want!

The pure aroma of protein is enough to stimulate a beast-like appetite, one bite down, the gravy splashes!

"Hi... so tender! So hot..."

"Woo... delicious... why is it so delicious..."

Lin Chou sighed. What kind of food did these children eat at school? Compared to the blast furnace high-speed rail two grandparents, the food was even more embarrassing.

Zhou Meili suddenly said,

"Ahem... this... Mr. Sorrow..."

Lin Chou was speechless, "My name is Lin."

"Oh oh... Mr. Lin, I'm so sorry, I can ask... are you a professional chef?"

Qin Sheng looked up,

"Brother Chou is a cook! The most powerful cook in the base city...Do you know Jiuzhan Palace? After Brother Chou went there once, the place was renamed Bafanglou!"

Lin Chou smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Don't talk nonsense, what is the best in base city, I'm just a cook."

Zhou Meili's eyes became round.

"This this..."

That is a protected animal that is rarer than the Awakened. This young guy in front of him, is he?

Zhou Meili suddenly remembered something,

"Ah... I see, did Mr. Lin even help Xia Yu sell something during the last school celebration? That time Xia Yu's grades were much better than others, and he won the first prize. ."

Lin Chou blinked,

"This shouldn't be considered cheating, right?"

"How come? Blessed is Xia Yu to meet a young and promising food chef like you."

Xia Yu and Qin Sheng couldn't stop laughing, even they could understand this flattery, it was out of standard.

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