Doomsday Pavilion

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Lin Chou walked upstream along the rocky beach of the creek with Master Ziyu, who was staggering step by step and Xizi holding his heart.

The creek has no traces of humans all the year round, and has become a paradise for small animals. At least he saw rabbits, pheasants, squirrels and the like moving around. He didn't know how to avoid others, staring at them curiously. .

Zhao Ziyu's teeth were itchy, drooling and staring at those little things, obviously having suffered from these little guys.

He urged, "Brother Sorrow, or, let's have a pheasant stewed rabbit? It's super delicious when you think about it."

Lin Chou shrugged, "If you can't hold it, I can hold it. It's very troublesome to get stuck."

Lin Chou's athletic talent is really not good, except that he still has a handful of strengths, and wants him to catch these elves in the rocky beach and bushes, as difficult as a wild boar climbing a tree.

"Then let's..."

Lin Chou stopped suddenly, "That's it!"

This is the mouth of the creek, where the creek suddenly tightened, and then a large shoal of shallow water was formed, with pebbles half-dipped in water everywhere.

Lin Chou was very satisfied with this shallow shoal, and stood on the surface of the water like a stroll, reaching out into the cracks of the pebbles.

"Wow."

A handful of water, a few tiny fish.

"what!"

Zhao Ziyu's face was crying,

"Brother Chou, you're not going to eat this thing, right? I tried it last night. It was very fishy and not tasty at all."

Lin Chou said,

"This little thing is owned by Jingui. It's not bad. You can only say that the method you used is wrong."

"Oh..."

Zhao Ziyu was extremely disappointed, and cried his lips.

Lin Chou looked funny, and ordered to follow the two of them floating in the sky.

"Go, go back to get the pot, there are peppers and soybean paste! It is a jar covered with white cloth under the eaves."

Rolling and blinking, patted his chest and floated away.

Zhao Ziyu was speechless, "Can you understand this?"

Lin Chou smiled, Master Gungun wouldn't understand it?

As long as it's a little bit tinged with what you're eating, Mr. Gungun will not understand the words. The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the kitchen can be clearly distinguished for you!

"Look, this is Xilin, also called Shiyu and Chiyu." Lin Chou pointed to the silvery-white fish that didn't have half a finger in his heart. "Don't underestimate this little guy, who is standing before the cataclysm. It is a good thing that money can’t eat, and it was once on the verge of extinction. As early as the Han Dynasty, the Yellow River carp, Chunjiang chi fish, Taihu whitebait, and Songjiang perch were collectively called the four famous fish. Needless to say the taste... After the cataclysm, Chi Yu has become the appearance that will never grow up."

"Xi Lin? The name is not bad."

Mentioning the name, Lin Chou was as proud as he was praised.

"There is still spring peach blossoms. The flavor of this is better than the sea bass. It is the late fish. The late fish is also an indispensable dish in the Manchu and Han banquets. In ancient times, the famous Yan Ziling rejected the emperor's hand-written imperial edict for the deliciousness of the late fish. ...I saw the red dot on the fish lips. According to legend, it was dotted with a vermilion pen by the celebrity Yan Ziling. The taste of late fish is still the most beautiful."

Zhao Ziyu was also interested, "Then why is it called Xilin?"

"Hehe, in ancient times, it was said that Chiyu was very delicate. Once the fisherman touched the scales, Chiyu would not move. This is why this generation of writers gave the name. But in fact, it is because Xilin's courage is very small, even if If you suddenly swim into dark waters, you will be frightened to fall off your scales, and you may even be frightened to death...Because of its characteristics of death when offshore, the best place to eat late fish must be close to the river. Catch now and eat now."

Zhao Ziyu’s eyebrows twisted into two caterpillars,

"No, since it's so delicious, then I..."

Lin Chou threw the fish in his hand into a small enclosed puddle and touched it between the pebbles.

Although no big fish can be seen, there are many small fish in the stream.

The gap between the pebbles on the rocky beach was very narrow. When Lin Chou reached in with his hands, the fish couldn't hide, and could only catch them obediently. Therefore, Lin Chou's efficiency in catching fish was not slow.

Lin Chou pinched a small fishway,

"You eat this kind of fish, right?"

Master Ziyu watched it carefully and over and over three times.

"...I don't know! Isn't this the same fish as the one just now?"

Sure enough, he was the young master of a big family, and he guessed that Zhao Ziyu couldn't distinguish between weeds and rice.

"This is Chuan Ding'er, also called Chuan Ding Zi, Boat Ding Fish, and its scientific name is Snake Ding Zi. It has a white snout and some small bluish spots on its body. The fishy smell is heavier than other fish, but if handled properly , But it’s delicious, this should be the kind of fish you’ve ever eaten."

"Here...Look at this again. It's called Liu Gen'er. It has three colors: all white, blue-white, and blue-black. The three fishes of Liu Gen, Chiyu, and Duding are indeed similar in appearance, but the taste is essentially big. different....."

"Let me tell you..."

Lin Chou's mouth could no longer hold the gate when he mentioned the ingredients, and it rushed like a river.

Zhao Ziyu heard it in the clouds, and looked at the three little fishes in Lin Chou's palm, as if they were all moving their lips and laughing, "Humans with fish lips, humans with fish lips!"

Zhao Ziyu shook his head, "Stop, stop, stop, brother, stop!"

"This fish... Um? Ziyu what did you say?"

Zhao Ziyu clutched his stomach, "I'm hungry!"

As a cook, I am most afraid of others saying hungry, and most like others saying hungry.

In less than half an hour, the fish that Lin Chou found almost filled the half-meter square puddle.

But look at the big pot that Gungun brought over, Lin Chou seriously doubted whether the fish he caught could fill the bottom of the pot—Master Gungun brought in the five-meter big pot for making big pot of rice.

You don't need to think about it, Master Kungun is shrewd, this is the meaning of following a full meal.

Lin Chou silently watched the even more innocent Billow, and smiled bitterly, "Ziyu took the Billow and went to the place where he found the corn to get some more corn. I'll catch another fish."

Mr. Gungun is like an alternative food connoisseur. When he eats, he will dance a bear dance.

With its appetite, thousands of catties of meat may be swallowed without a full hiccup.

Lin Chou's Master Kungun always tasted nothing, but even so, Master Kungun's taste was enough for Lin Chou to sweat.

After catching small fish for a while, the accumulation of small fish became more, and he also looked like twenty jin. Lin Chou exchanged a jar of three-color snake wine and dropped a few drops into the puddle full of small fish.

With the vigor of snake wine, these little fish can turn into a nest of drunks in minutes.

In addition to the faint smell of drunk fish, the meat will be extraordinarily tender.