Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

So brilliant that he didn't believe a word the rabbit said.

"How can you not dislike it?" Father Rabbit didn't expect to get such an answer, and suddenly stared at Lu Jinxiu with wide eyes in disbelief.

This is different from what he thought.

Not being disgusted means that he can't enjoy the food made by the cub to himself.

So angry.

Sure enough, apart from his cub, there is no one lovable among humans.

Lu Jinxiu understood the anger in his eyes, but looked away at Jianyan indifferently.

Watching her lift the lid of the pot, in the dense white mist and the tangy aroma, look at the ingredients in the pot with the marinade.

"Very fragrant!" he said.

Jian Yan hummed, it is indeed delicious, with the best ingredients and the combination of the best ingredients, she is confident that this pot of lo-mei will surpass any previous ones she made after mixing and improving the recipe.

Pulling out the dagger from the boot, Jian Yan poked it neatly into the pot, and she lifted up a pig's ear the size of an adult's palm.

Lo-mei is divided into red and white.

In short, this pot of lo-mei is red stew.

After removing the impurities, the pig's ears, which were originally pink and white, have been completely soaked in the color of the red marinade, turning into a beautiful maroon after being stewed in a high fire and slow fire.

Even if it hasn't been cut open, Jian Yan can imagine how good it tastes.

"Father, find me a stone slab."

"We have tables."

Before Father Rabbit could answer the question, Qin Che and the others, who had learned that the raw materials came from Lulu Beast with a face full of eating, immediately faded away their disgust when they saw the pig ears with strong fragrance, bright red color and luster, and they couldn't wait. He took out a small folding table from the space button.

"This is good." Jian Yan was overjoyed when she saw the table, God knows how hard it is for her to do all kinds of work these days.

There is no table, so we can only use local materials and use stone slabs as a table. Sometimes there is no slate, and large leaves are directly laid on the ground and placed on a chopping board for washing and cutting.

After taking the chopping board, knife and plate, Jian Yan went to the river to wash his hands and dry his hands before returning to the table, picked up the knife and started cutting pig ears.

Amidst the aggressive sound, the plate was gradually filled, and the meat was rich in aroma. Even if the pig's ears soaked in brine were cut, the color of the surface was comparable to that of the surface.

"Come on, try them all."

With his hands full of oil, Jian Yan pointed to the pig ears on the plate and said, "There are no bowls and chopsticks, so you can poke them with a dagger and eat them."

Lu Jinxiu and the others are soldiers, and soldiers have the habit of carrying weapons with them, whether they are hot weapons or cold weapons, they all have them.

Of course, hot weapons are not needed to eat pig ears, so what they took out was the three-edged army thorn.

In today's era of highly developed hot weapons, the cold weapon of military stabs is not so much a weapon as a symbol.

Continuing the symbol of the blue star civilization, the hometown of human beings in the empire.

In the history books, including the historical images left by the empire, there are records that the Blue Star soldiers carried cold weapons with them.

This style has been preserved and continues to this day.

The clean, sharp and carefully maintained army thorns, which have never seen blood or dirt, were held by Lu Jinxiu and the others, and quickly and accurately poked them into the pig's ears they were looking for.

Anyone who has eaten pig ears knows that pig ears have a lot of cartilage, especially the part where the ear connects to the pig's head. This part is 30% thin and 70% fat. The juice is rich, soft and waxy with toughness, and the taste is super good. It is suitable for drinking. good food.