Doomsday Pavilion

Qin Wuyong's eyes were sharp, and he reluctantly swallowed the food in his mouth and pointed the mouth of the bun at the recorder.

"Look, everyone. Although I have never eaten it before, Brother Wuyou can tell you for sure that this Buryat steamed bun is absolutely authentic."

"From the bite I just ate, the stuffing in the bag is horsemeat, lamb, pork belly or horse belly...maybe some intestines, with wild onions, and the taste of leeks, and The records on Buryat buns match."

"You can see that these bright and bright yellow soups are all horse meat fat, and the very good horse meat fat will be slightly yellow. Well, I also feel the power of the source from it, indicating that this steamed bun is made of The meat of a different animal, I think it should be a wild horse in the wilderness."

The passers-by stopped and watched, and soon became engrossed.

"There was no too much seasoning in the buns. I only tasted salt and soy sauce. The stall owner used a combination of wild onions and wild leeks to neutralize the smell of meat and intestines. This method is very clever. It was also very successful...but I think that wild onion and wild leek alone are not enough to remove the fishy smell so cleanly. There must be something I don’t know about in it... I’ll try another bite..."

Qin Wuyong was more than just a bite, and within ten seconds, two steamed buns entered his stomach.

"Hey, don't patronize yourself to eat, think about the feelings of the onlookers!"

"That's it."

"I regret that I have given so many rewards to change this product to the Recorder III. The picture quality is so good that I look greedy."

Qin Wuyong raised his head and said, "Master Ru, this bun, Brother Useless really can't fault it."

Qin Wuyong has a medium appearance. He doesn't use adjectives such as handsome. He can only say that his face is clean and not white enough, but he has no shabby beard or shabby beard.

But he was eating very seriously, unable to see large-scale chewing movements, but the speed was not slow.

He was talking about feelings while eating, guessing about the production techniques, explaining the origins, his so-called audience did not know what, but the attracted customers around the booth couldn't help swallowing.

"Boss, bring me a cage of steamed buns."

"Me, I want two cages."

"Me too..."

Lin Chou's steamed fifteen-cage steamed buns were in a hurry, so he had to continue to cook the noodles.

Qin Wuyong said seriously, "If you let me give it to this...er, the boss is your surname Lin?"

"My name is Lin Chou."

"Well, if I were to rate the Buryat buns made by Lin boss, I think I would give it nine points. Of course, the full score is 10."

Everyone laughed kindly, and Qin Wuyong was also laughing, and asked, "Will Boss Lin tell me which ingredients are used to make this bun?...If it is not convenient, then forget it."

Lin Chou smiled, "It's nothing inconvenient, it's just minced lamb, horsemeat, slab sausage, lamb intestines, wild onions, wild leeks and small red onions."

Qin Wuyong frowned, "What sheep and horse does boss Lin use?"

"Lamb is yellow sheep, horsemeat is wild horse in the wilderness, and the intestines are made from swamp fox intestines."

Qin Wuyong's eyes lit up, "Could it be that Boss Lin passed the smell from here?"

"..."

"This is not right. I have eaten the meat and offal of swamp fox sheep. The smell like silt is always lingering, but the texture is nothing to say. How does Boss Lin get rid of the fishy smell on the intestines? ?"

"Use wine, snake wine."

Qin Wuyong said, "It is absolutely impossible. What kind of wine can have such power, is it possible to use high-end snakes and other animals to make medicinal wine?"

"It's not a high-level, second-order black-tooth creepy lizard."

Qin Wuyong's eyes widened, and he muttered, "The gain is not worth the loss, then how much will you lose?"

A golden barrage rolled across the display, and Qin Wuyong was startled, the expression on his face was no longer pretty.

After calming down, I remembered the question that just came to my lips, "Boss Lin, I heard that you opened a small restaurant in the wilderness to provide food for hunters?"

"Yes."

Qin Wuyong said, "Oh, there's another one... Let me see what was said... It turns out that Boss Lin is the chef who defeated Master Xue of Bafanglou. It's really hidden."

The crowd was in an uproar,

"Beat Master Xue?"

"I've heard about this. A young man named Lin competed with Master Xue. Master Xue was unsuccessful. The young man took the brand from Lutai Fengxin and Jiuzhan Palace was also renamed Bafanglou."

"This young man?"

Lin Chou said indifferently, "Don't dare to be a chef, it's just a cook, there is nothing to hide."

Qin Wuyong arched his hands, "Boss Lin is too polite. I want to ask Boss Lin for advice on a culinary issue."

"I..."

Di, "It is mediocrity not to be jealous. A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and the dripping blood. As a man who is the future god of cooking in the last days, he should accept any form of challenge, and respond to it."

This handsome MD knows that there are no free ads, "Please tell me."

Qin Wuyong held his hand again, with a little ashamed on his face, "Offended, I have an audience member who lived with a great-grandmother in his early years. The great-grandmother once made a kind of wonton for him to eat, uh... the following is his original words: Wontons are thin like white paper, their color is like jade, the taste is soft, tough and strong, the fillings are mainly wild vegetables, but they have a meaty taste. After the death of his great-grandmother, he had no chance to taste this kind of wontons. Throughout the Mingguang, no one can make or know, I miss it very much... He wants to know whether boss Lin can restore this kind of wontons. My audience is willing to give 3 million circulation points, just to taste the taste of the year... , He is on his way now."

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows, interestingly.

The crowd has already exploded,

"This is crazy, three million, just for a bowl of wonton..."

"The rich world, can you understand?"

"Don't need three million, give three thousand to my buddy, and immediately serve the wonton with both hands. Isn't it just the wonton stuffed with wild vegetables? Just use some broth and noodles.

Qin Wuyong shook his head, "Everyone, it's not that simple. Most of the chaotic skins are soft and thin. Using ordinary noodles to make wonton skins can't achieve the effect of white jade, toughness and strength. And this audience specifically mentioned However, he was still young at that time. When he was playing, he could put a pound of marbles on it without breaking, and even after removing it, there were no pits, showing its toughness."

"Yes, no one has ever seen wonton wrappers. They are soft and can be similar in color at best. As for the tenacity, it is impossible."

"A big piece of wonton wrapper is opened, and a pound of weight is placed on it? There is not even a pit? Nonsense!"

"That's right, you audience, sincerely embarrass people."