Doomsday Pavilion

When it's raining, ordinary people or beasts seldom go out except for evolvers and alien beasts.

The rain falling in the yellow clouds contains too much original power, and it is too much. This is a kind of torture and torture for ordinary creatures. With their physique, exposure to rain for too long will leave irreparable hidden wounds in the body.

Fortunately, it rarely rains in Mingguang.

A pouring rain lasted less than five minutes, and the sky was not clear after the rain, and the yellow clouds lightened up a little, and that was all.

The air was filled with a light ammonia scent similar to the source crystal, and countless small streams gathered in the courtyard of the small hall, flowing along the hillside, and the various magic plants moistened by rain seemed very energetic.

Shan Ye walked into the house cursingly,

"Mother, I want you to have an egg to use? I can't even drive a car. Is it a big joke to point at you and the alien beast? Life is like a play, and a car is like life!"

Li Xiang was downcast, and said nothing.

Master Shan beat his muscular chest and continued to preach.

"Look at Laozi, the body is strong and the displacement is enlarged, and the front model is doubled. That's why the old driver doesn't understand. Look at your thin body like a chicken. It's a pity for your wife. Right, good car lights, can you guys turn on?"

Hey?

Li wanted to scratch his head. Didn't he mean the car? Why did he turn to Ling'er?

Shan Ye rolled his eyes, he was full of poems and books in his belly, but playing the piano to the cows did not feel the pleasure of crushing.

"That brother Lin, give this kid two strings of big waist to make up, see how he is!"

Lin Chou smiled, Boy Jiji was newly married, and it was the time when the two of them were like glue, making the lone hunters very envious.

Shan Ye floated over again,

"Well, according to his current situation, the kidneys of the two guinea fowls are enough. I am afraid that he will not be able to make up for a pork kidney."

Oh, you are so kind!

Tong Ziji's face flushed, and he whispered, "How come I have to eat a deer whip to be worthy of Lao Tzu's model!"

"piss off!"

Shan Ye turned his face to Lin Chou and smiled.

"One autumn rain and one cold, the temperature has dropped a lot, brother Lin, don't go to the dock to see? These days are the harvest time of the fishermen, and there are many rare goodies."

Lin Chou said, Speaking of seafood, you have found the right person, do you know?

Pointing to the small blackboard, "New bonito, warm pond bonito, the best color, should you try?"

Shan Ye said, "The ghost symbol you drew, so it was a fish?"

"..."

"What level, what effect?"

"..."

Lin Chou wanted to take out the set of delicacies above all else and throw it on the face of Shan Ye's pie. What special effects are messy, I sell delicacies!

Thinking about it, I'm still holding it back. No matter how fresh and delicious this fish is, such an iron cock and the common people can't realize the true meaning of the food.

It seems that we need to find someone to take advantage of...Bah, what Lin Chou wants to say is a real gourmet.

Originally, Lin Chou planned to take advantage of this autumn rain to plant the dragon's claw scallion seeds in the ground, but the system prompts that the dragon's claw onion likes cold and drought, and the suitable growth temperature is between minus 13 and minus 2 No planting is allowed between degrees.

This is hard to break Lin Chou. After the cataclysm, the coldest winter temperature could drop below 20 degrees.

Things are not satisfactory, sad!

Boy Ji curiously asked, "Brother Lin, is this a new dish, that Yujian...do you still pronounce jiān?"

Shan Ye moved his lips, "Four sounds."

"Oh, it turned out to be jiàn!"

"Hahaha..."

...

"Mr. Lin has new dishes available? I wonder if I am lucky enough to eat meat?"

When Shen Dalu entered the door, he bowed at a right angle of ninety degrees, which scared Lin Chou.

You are so old, with a big beard, and you are not afraid to stretch your old waist...

"Master Shen, what are you doing!"

Shen Daru looked ashamed, "Mr. Lin, the previous few things, old Shen I... ashamed! Also ask Mr. Lin to accept me again, otherwise, it will be hard to settle the shame in my heart."

The last few times...what happened?

Lin Chou didn't let Shen Daru bend down again. After Shen Daru sat on the chair, Xiang Shanye and Tong Ziji smiled friendly with a little bookishness.

"The two are here, old Shen is polite."

Shan Ye didn't say anything, when he was washing the car before, this old boy made Shen Daru suffer.

Boy Ji had a tender face, so he couldn't sit still and didn't eat anymore, so he ran out to let go.

Shan Ye said, "Brother Lin, cook a pot of Black Mountain wild pork. You need a large piece of white meat, and then a plate of garlic paste."

Lin Chou nodded, "Where is Master Shen?"

Shen Daru is still ashamed,

"Mr. Lin can call me old Shen... The Taiping meat yan made by Mr. Lin is still unforgettable. However, since Mr. Lin has a new dish, I must try it. I wonder if I can have it. This honor..."

"Yes! Why not!"

Lin Choule bloomed, what does it mean to be dozing, someone gave a pillow, that's it!

For dishes like boiled white meat, all that is needed is a piece of ginger and a pot of hot water, and Lin Chou started to deal with bonito.

Taking into account the age of Shen Daru, Lin Chou chose the belly part of bonito. The flesh of the belly part is rich in fat, while the fish oil fat of tuna is completely different from other animal fats and is rich in a variety of unsaturated fatty acids. It has the effects of strengthening the brain, delaying cardiovascular aging, and anti-aging, which is very suitable for the elderly.

The bonito sent by Nian Yi is about 1.2 meters long. As a smaller genus in the tuna family, this bonito is perfect:

Fusiform, thick head and tail, smooth lines, bright body surface.

After removing one fish belly, Lin Chou put the remaining part back into the incubator.

The thickest piece of fish belly is nearly four centimeters thick and weighs about 700 grams. When cut, the fish meat flows out completely transparent crystal fish oil instead of blood water. This shows that Nian Yi’s people handle this bonito very professionally. No blood remains in the fish, and the freshness is perfect.

Lightly press the surface of the fish with the cold iron knife surface. The part where the fish meat and the cold iron knife are in contact is immediately covered with a little bit of frost. After cooling every inch of fish meat to close to zero, lightly press one side of the fish skin and tear it with your hands. The skin was torn off intact, and the fish belly was set aside.

In fact, making a sashimi is very simple, so simple that there is no need to fire.

Cut the fresh basil leaves into thin filaments, take the immature white seeds of the devil pepper, mince half the onion of the big wild onion, mince the garlic slices, and add a clove of lime to the bottom of a small bowl.

Dip some vinegar with apple and lemon juice, add clear oil, pepper and red onion to make a viscous shape, make a simple vinaigrette, pour it into a small bowl with seasoning, finally add a few drops of soy sauce, and put it on Intraday.

Cut the fish belly into 1.2 cm thick uniform slices according to the muscle texture, and place them on the bottom of the plate in a semi-folded shape around a small saucepan.

Take a piece of red-hot bluestone, use tweezers to hold the sashimi close to the fish belly, and roast it at a distance of two centimeters for three to five seconds to ensure that each piece of sashimi is evenly heated.

Lin Chou could have used the spray gun provided by the system to roast, but in the end he chose this more primitive way. He believed that the sashimi roasted with stone would be fresher and more natural.

Lin Chou put the stone plate in front of Shen Daru, "Master Shen, taste how my bonito sashimi tastes."

Shen Daru took a deep breath and couldn't help closing his eyes slowly.