Doomsday Pavilion

Master Ziyu said in the back mountain that he wouldn't leave, but the task of delivering food fell on the big breasted sister.

The young master was so hungry that he couldn't believe Lin Chou.

Lin Chou went to the stream and wandered around. He packed three small bags and brought them back to the restaurant to continue making fish sauce sour-this fish sauce is not the other fish sauce.

The fish sauce Lin Chou made was the sour fish sauce taught by his father when he was a child, just like the shrimp paste and crab juice made by his father.

The reason why he suddenly decided to make fish sauce was because Lin Chou found something on the bank of the stream that surprised him.

Straw shoe worm, also known as scorpion, has many species, many pairs of long legs, and there are venomous gland openings on the top of the feet. After contacting human skin, it may cause skin irritation and redness.

When the number of scorpions was large, they would also gather to live together, and Lin Chou unceremoniously took a few nests of scorpions back.

The scorpion scorpion is golden yellow overall, with bluish-black spots on its feet, and is often called "money string".

Lin Chou packed a small bag, but could not open it.

This thing moves very fast. It can be said to be a parkour master in the insect world. It is omnipotent. Some flower scorpions even know how to use the wind to make a walk-and-go trip.

I found a wide-mouthed casserole, put the chaff in it, and buried the cloth in it.

Simmer slowly until the first strand of green salt emerges from the top of the chaff, take out the small cloth bag and open it, and pour the baby inside into the chaff.

At this time, all the straw shoe worms have died, or they have entangled themselves or their companions, forming a ball.

Roll two rounds in the hot chaff husks, and when they turn yellow, go through a sieve and sift them out for later use.

The sour fish sauce originated from the Hakka people before the Cataclysm. The most famous one is the Leishan Fish Sauce in Southeast Guizhou. The unique fish named after the geographical location, the Guizhou Rock-climbing Loach, has a very unique taste.

As long as you leave the local area, you will never be able to replicate that taste.

Almost everyone thinks that the most important ingredient for making fish sauce is fish, so they have to work hard to find the kind of small fish that can only be caught manually.

But I don't know that the straw shoe worm is the indispensable ingredient.

Rock-climbing loach is rarely caught, and can be replaced with other small fish and shrimps, but the straw shoe worm does not have any blind ingredients to replace it.

Among the small fishes Lin Chou brought back, there were only a few pitiful dozens of rock-climbing loaches. They were very ugly in appearance, and they did not add up to two or two. The same was true of the late fish, only a few, and most of them were chaotic. Liu Gen.

The largest of these small fish is only half a finger long. There is no need to remove the internal organs. Wash it with a few drops of snake wine, drain the water and pour it into a stone basin, and then add straw shoeworm, fresh mountain pepper, and dried chili powder. , White wine and fried green rice.

Chop fresh chili and tender ginger, peel off the red onion, and pour it into a basin together.

The ratio of fresh chili to ginger is three to one, and the combined weight of the two should be heavier than the small fish.

There is no need to add water during the whole process, because the juice produced by the fermentation of fish, ginger and fresh peppers is denser and tastes fresher. Adding water will dilute their taste.

Add salt, stir evenly, put it into the altar, seal the jar with plant ash and mud and place it in a cool place, and wait for 17 days.

...

Lin Chou let out a sigh of relief, and there are more seasonings that can be easily obtained in the small restaurant. This kind of satisfaction and enrichment, ordinary people will not understand.

Until the rain stops, there should be no guests coming, but doing nothing is not his style.

So Lin Chou took out the melon seeds bench...Bah, took out the feed bucket for the plants.

The source crystal solution, all kinds of animal blood, leftovers, and offal are all mixed together, carrying a bucket to prepare a meal for the plants.

Compared with the huge size of Nepenthes tens of meters, one spoonful of two spoonfuls of feed seemed...a bit contrary.

Feeding now does not need to bury the feed under their root system, because the pitcher plants have long been waiting there with a grin.

Lin Chou found that at least a dozen plants of Nepenthes had died, and even the "corpses" gradually melted under the rain of Yuanjing.

This gave him a bit of a squeeze. These pitcher plants were all dug up from the wilderness with painstaking work, and he took care of them to grow up little by little, just like his own children-although there are a lot of them.

Lin Chou couldn't help feeling sad because of this situation.

Well, since ancient times, Auntie Hongyan... ahem, what a fate!

Let this handsome have the urge to write another poem,

"Ah~!"

As soon as an interjection came out, there was a roar behind him.

"Little bastard!"

Lin Chou was shivering at the time, this voice seemed a bit familiar?

"Boy Lin!"

Lin Chou had a guilty conscience, and he was about to go back after throwing the bucket away. Old Zhao grabbed Lin Chou by the collar and dragged him to him.

"Boy Lin, do you dare to run...what about my precious grandson? If you don't give me a clear explanation today, believe it or not, I will tear you up for drinking?"

Good guy, dare to do something with this handsome on my site!

Don't think that cooks are all good-tempered. A qualified cook should have the ambition of throwing everything in the world into the pot and putting a few spoonfuls of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. This is the most basic.

Lin Chou blinked and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"Old ash, do you believe me in one minute to teach you to be a new person?"

Old Zhao hummed a word from his nostril, expressing his disdain.

"Fuck, escort!!!"

Zhao Qingcang shuddered and cursed.

"Where is your backbone? The mud can't help the little crouch on the wall, Zhao, I will tear it alive..."

Lin Chou slapped Zhao Qingcang's hand away, turned and entered the small hall.

"Joke, you don't know how many levels of masters do you know, and if you follow me with a first-level little squat and move your feet again and again, will you be able to support the wall?"

"That's it..."

Lin Chou stretched out two fingers, "twice!"

Old Zhao scratched his head, uh, it seems that Zhao Ziyu would have such a awakening.

"How can your kid bear grudges, and Chen Zhima's rotten grains are too embarrassing to be shaken out!"

"Ha ha."

Old Zhao was helpless, did not say a word for a long time, his expression was bitter and bitter.

"Ahem, Xiaolinzi, is Ziyu hiding with you?"

"Not here!"

Old Zhao chuckled, "This little bastard, he slipped fast... I was planning to let him out, who knew this kid ran away by himself."

"If you don't find Ziyu, then what are you doing?"

Lin Chou almost wrote the words not welcome on his face.

Lao Zhao didn't think he was disgusted, "This is a restaurant, what else can I do in a restaurant?"

Lin Chou looked up and down a few times. Old Zhao was wearing a straw blouse, and his legs were covered with mud. It was obvious that he had walked all the way from Mingguang.

Hiking for two hundred kilometers, it was raining again, so I came here to eat?

I don't believe it!