God-level foodie desert island survival

With a muffled sound, the oysters were smashed flat, and the juice flowed sideways.

"Violent maniac, can you still eat it if you do this?"

Tang Ming glanced at Shu Yiting angrily, lifted his buttocks, squeezed Shu Yiting away from the stone he was sitting on, and then grabbed an oyster again.

After a casual glance, the bamboo knife in his hand was inserted into one of the positions.

Then with a slight pick of the wrist, it seemed that something was cut off inside.

After prying it again, the oyster shell was opened. Reveal the juicy oyster meat inside.

Put it to his mouth, open his mouth, and with a snort, the whole oyster meat was sucked into Tang Ming's mouth, and then drank the soup with the smell of seawater.

Smashing his mouth, Tang Ming glanced at Shu Yiting defiantly.

"There are easy ways to

do it, but you don't have that eyesight!" "It's so powerful, you don't do it yourself, let me do it!"

Shu Yiting was unconvinced.

"I can do it, but will you handle the pile of ingredients over there? The simplest ones can't be done, if you don't say that you won't scold you pig today, you think you can be so comfortable.

Shu Yiting picked up a big rock and smashed it on an oyster.

"Look, scolding works, doesn't it make you smarter?

Watching Shu Yiting vent with satisfaction, Tang Ming smiled and took an oyster that looked good, inserted it into a bamboo knife, and picked it one by one. In less than ten seconds, it was opened.

But I didn't eat it this time, so I put it aside for later use.

Twenty minutes later, with the support of violence and technology, all the oysters were opened.

Pick and choose the 10 best-conditioning, fullest-fleshed oysters and set aside. The rest of the oyster meat was packed in bamboo tubes and transported back to the iron pot.

Pouring the coarse salt steamed dry on the wall of the pot on the previous salt mountain, Tang Ming washed the iron pot and poured all the washed bamboo tubes of oyster meat.

Looking at the situation in the pot, he added a small half pot of water. Then increase the firepower.

Added a few big wooden sticks to the stove again, Tang Ming didn't care about the pot anymore, and took advantage of his spare time to wash a large amount of sand ginger and wild garlic or something, which should be cut and chopped.

As for Shu Yiting, he was assigned to sharpen bamboo sticks. While cutting, Shu Yiting's face was still full of dissatisfaction: "Don't tell me that you are going to cook oysters like this and eat them."

"Of course, it's just a bait, how complicated it is!" "Bait

?"

Shu Yiting was taken aback.

"Yes, didn't you notice that our fish cages don't have a lot of harvest, I think it's because the bait is not good enough, this oyster is just right, this time let's cook it first, if not, then change to something else." "

I believe you are a ghost, you bastard doesn't have a word of truth in your mouth!" Although

Tang Ming said it seriously, Shu Yiting was not such a stupid person no matter how she looked at it, so she naturally didn't believe it and scolded.

"Then let's make a bet......

" "Get out, a fool will bet with you!" Before

Tang Ming finished speaking, Shu Yiting, who was smart, quickly stopped his words and stopped speaking.

Tang Mingle's leisure quickly completed the production of the ingredients in his hand. He took wild herbs and scallops and went to the sea.

After picking and choosing, I washed out all the edible vegetables, and if I didn't eat them today, I really couldn't eat them.

The scallops are opened one by one, the internal organs are removed, the skirts are all put into the bamboo tube, and the pearls are dug out one by one and stored separately.

In the end, Tang Ming took the remaining conch and other things, washed the sediment and impurities on the surface, and took them back to the camp.

"Look at your posture, do you really have to deal with all the ingredients today?"

Seeing Tang Ming carrying the big octopus and rays to the beach again, Shu Yiting couldn't sit still.

Other things are good to say, even if there is more, there is not much meat after removing the shell, and it is not easy to preserve, so you can eat it, but like the big octopus, it is a strategic material, and it can be dried and handed in.

"Don't deal with it and wait for it to be bad?" After

a moment of hesitation, Tang Ming still chose not to tell the truth, otherwise this girl would probably be desperate with herself.

After speaking, Tang Ming came to the beach and began to clean up the two huge objects.

The big octopus is simple, although it is big, but it is only a little internal organ or something, and you can get it with just one dig.

After thinking about it, I still didn't do too much, and only cut three tentacles, which looked like more than two catties. The rest of the tentacles and heads kept them whole, but they used a kitchen knife to cut each tentacle into more than a dozen small strips of meat.

After the whole octopus was processed, only a slightly larger piece of meat remained on the top of the head, grabbed the piece of meat and picked it up, and with a slight rotation, the octopus instantly turned into a hundred-handed tentacle monster like an open umbrella.

Putting the octopus aside, Tang Ming took the ray again.

The best thing to eat about this fish is the skirt. Faced with a whole fish the size of a basin, Tang Ming naturally couldn't eat it all, around the edge, cut off the soft and elastic skirt for three catties, leaving only a large round lump of meat in the middle.

Obviously, this state is not conducive to preservation.

Tang Ming removed the internal organs of the ray and put it on the palm leaf next to it, the knife edge was flat, and the knife slowly slashed, and the surface of the ray became a complete large piece of meat, leaving the edge uncut off, Tang Ming turned the knife back and went towards the other piece.

After a few minutes, the bones of the ray are removed, and the whole fish is cut into something like a fold, and the head and tail are held and pulled up, which is more than 10 meters long.

"What kind of knife work is this Nima!"

"God, it's the first time I've seen such a fish cut, and it's actually cut into a book." "

There is still a line of words written on the book

, the scum god is in the world!" "As a chef with 20 years of experience in the industry, I also have to shout scum god with you, let me have a slice, I will slice five or six slices of this ray at most, but the scum god has made more than 20 slices, and each slice is so uniform and neat, and it can also transmit light." "

And the octopus whiskers, he didn't even look at it, just a few times, it was like a wig, this knife work, compared to the ray, is not much better. "

And the seagull, just a few times, the whole body skeleton was dragged out, did the scum god operate on the seagull, so skilled."

"This is the real food live broadcast room, you don't need to eat, just watching it is a kind of enjoyment."

"It's not, if you want those foreigners to see it, you probably shout cheating again." "

......

A small demonstration of knife work, the live broadcast room stirred up a thousand waves. Tang Ming was not idle.

I went back to camp and grabbed a handful of coarse salt, then some peppercorns, stirred them together, and spread the salt evenly on the octopus and rays.

Then, he called Shu Yiting to help, found two branches not far from each other in a ventilated and shady place, and hung the ray meat on it.