Doomsday Pavilion

Sure enough, in less than a minute, I saw the sunken leeches move slightly, but this was not their own actions.

All the pores on the translucent body surface of the leeches are constantly oozing light pink body fluid. These tiny water currents push their bodies to slightly swing in the water.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the puddle completely turned pink, revealing a slightly fresh blood smell.

The blood of the saber-toothed bear was very embarrassing, but now, the aunt has turned into a girl, a little more enchanting and tender.

Lin Chou made a fist and exclaimed,

"It really is!"

Master Shan was puzzled, "Brother Lin, I saw you sprinkle salt into the water just now. Was this leech killed by salt or by bear blood?"

Lin Chou explained,

"Salt can't make these little things dehydrated and die. The real function of salt is to prevent coagulation. Only when these little things are alive, can they digest the bear blood in the stomach as much as possible. They are alive, because of the structure of the body surface. They sucked the salt into their bodies, which delayed the coagulation of bear blood. Secondly, I believe that the bear blood in their stomachs has already adjusted the taste."

"After they die, the salt will not continue to penetrate into the body, and the bear blood will gradually solidify...well, have you eaten blood tofu?"

Shan Ye twitched the corner of his mouth twice. He really hadn't eaten the blood tofu made in other people's stomachs... But his mother, why did I have a creepy feeling?

Huang Dashan has only one thought in his mind at this time, heaven and earth, thank you very much for making me like Chef Lin’s primate!

Soaked in the cold mountain spring water for a quarter of an hour, and then took out the leeches, they have become cylinders more than ten centimeters long and two fingers thick. They are full of elasticity and have a rubbery texture.

Lin Chou wiped off the three-petal jaws of the leech with a light stroke.

I believe that even if the ancestors of the leech came, they would not recognize this as his own good baby.

The translucent body shows a pink color, and a thin golden line on the surface, no matter how you look at it, you can't think of the direction of some kind of squirming blood-sucking bug.

Shan Ye commanded, "Tail, what is that thing, how dirty, can't you remove it?"

Lin Sorrow's eyes are caring for children with intellectual disabilities,

"The leech is full of excretion holes, it doesn't have the structure you think, it's very clean."

All over.... All.... Excretion... Hole?

Rao Ye Shan's heart is like a fight, and he can't help but pale.

Mother, please tell me...

Lin Chou said, "Find a clean stone, dig it into a pot, and make a bonfire. Will this?"

Shan Ye nodded again and again, "Yes! No fool!"

So he roared with his throat, "Bald head, where is your mother bald head dead? Get out of the pot and make a fire!"

"..."

Obviously, the bitter bald head was on the journey to find food and never returned.

Shan Ye squirmed the brain cells in the shape of a sharp axe, and his enlightenment appeared, weak,

"How about we wait for the bald head to come back?"

The response to him was a big slap from Master Gungun, Huang Dashan immediately begged for mercy, and ran to work on his own.

Using the materials of Mr. Gungun, half of the finished products have to be changed to the surname....Uh, no, the surname is so beautiful!

Actually stealing and playing slippery and don't want to work, is this really good?

The bonfire and the stone pot were quickly set up, facing the sky with the back of the earth, the bonfire was blazing, and the real kitchen was bright.

Lin Chou found another smooth black slate, washed it, and set it on the campfire.

Without using a knife, one of the mycelium of the hair ball is tilted in a ring and gently squeezed, which is a standard oblique oblique blade, just like a real delicate meat sausage.

Put a little oil on the smooth black stone slab-simple seasonings such as oil and salt are still brought by the Blades.

After the oil is hot, spread the thin slices and the thyme just picked one by one, lay out an even layer, and lightly broil.

The oil foamed, and the slight sweet breath accompanied by the sizzling sound was touching.

On the other side, Shan Ye’s craftsmanship is obviously not good. The stone pot was dug out of roughness and pits. Lin Chou didn’t dislike it, so he picked up a handful of grass on the ground and put it in a stone pot and stir-fried it with sprite. After a few times, pour water and add salt.

"Wait... Brother Lin, did you put the weird grass in it just now? That stuff is stinky..."

This time, even the swallows couldn’t stand it. "What smelly, it's Lily Eye Mountain Garlic. Didn't you often go to the tavern to drink mountain garlic mutton soup?"

"..."

After turning over the thin slices of leeches blood sausage, the blood and green vegetable soup in the stone pot just boiled, served in the bowl of everyone to make the bottom, and then placed the leeches blood sausage.

The mountain breeze is blowing, the white clouds and the dog, and looking at the campfire and stone pot in front of him, the ruggedness reveals a different freedom.

First, he gave a big bowl, and after watching it finish, Lin Sorry... suddenly had a count.

Rubbing his hands, smiling, "The conditions are simple, how would you please taste the taste?"

A group of people were injured and out of strength, how could they have the intention to taste the specific taste, and gobbled it up.

Li Heigou's eyes were straight and his pupils were blue, his head held high, and he drank from the bowl.

The swallow was so happy that her eyes were narrowed together.

"Well... the fragrant blood sausage... this purple dish is so sweet... it tastes soft, and it becomes full in the stomach immediately, three points more satisfying than eating meat... Boss Lin , Do you have a name for this dish?"

Lin Chou thought for a while, arrogantly holding his tone.

"My food not only has a name, but also a history!"

It's a pity that the effect is not good. Shan Ye and Bai Qiongshou have already begun to serve a bowl, and they almost fought in order to snatch the only spoon, and Li Heigou has entered a state of wandering beyond the sky, and the whole person is empty.

Only Yanzi looked at him with big eyes and bolingboling with great face.

Lin Chou sighed, a bunch of laymen, it was vulgar!

Well, it's better to swallow!

"This is a dish with a story, and the name of this dish is also very poetic-ambitious!"

At the exit of the word "Zhi", Li Heigou woke up from the empty state with a shiver, and a layer of hot sweat appeared on his forehead.

Bear-heart-strong-leech -?!

"vomit!!!"

Before vomiting and vomiting himself, Li Heigou wanted to say something.

Lao Tzu is really not afraid of bugs, really not, I just...just... forget me, I'm still afraid of bugs!

But why should I eat?

Did I really eat it?

I....

A bunch of excited brain cells flooded and stunned Li Heigou like a fierce wave.

No one knows what exactly this Tier 3 evolutionary with iron-blooded black face and few words has experienced.

It may be a physical, psychological and ethical struggle, or it may be the pressure of family love and friendship.

In short, a dizzy solution to all.