Doomsday Pavilion

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After two full hours, the dog meat was simmered.

Of course, dog meat can’t be connected to the top of the tripod. Lin Chou found a large copper basin with a charcoal stove—like ordinary kitchen utensils, Lin Chou always wanted as much as possible. The system was never ambiguous on it. A large number of cabinets can be taken out anytime and anywhere for Lin Chou to choose from.

Even this copper basin has an ancient and clumsy charm. Every line and transition of the cloud pattern on it is naturally and smooth, and it is a pattern of flowers, birds, fish, insects and auspicious clouds.

In general, the dog meat used to carry "no banquets" seems a bit of a decline.

Lin Chou dared to guarantee the personality of the hairy cow and the two Husky werewolves. If this pot was handed over to the potted plant, she would surely be able to sell the pot for the astronomical price of a hot pot pot used by a certain emperor or a footbath.

Meat and soup are placed in a copper basin, and a charcoal stove is placed underneath.

Lin Chou insisted that the best seasonings for dog meat are salt and chili, fine green salt for salt, fresh devil pepper and dried chili powder for chili, and of course, a few whole red chilies are indispensable.

As soon as the dog meat was on the table, Zhao Qingcang sniffed and woke up.

This old man killed a whole jar of colorful snake wine in one fell swoop, and when he waited, he snorted.

"Ahem, it's done...I have to taste this wicked animal!"

The wandering demon ran to the kitchen to find Lin Chou and asked for a big bowl, filled an old bowl of hot soup, sprinkled with salt flowers and peppers, and drank it sloppily.

"Fragrant! Authentic!"

A series of compliments popped from his mouth.

Zhao Qingcang glared, and picked up a piece of meat and put it in a bowl, "Well, Xiao Linzi is still a sensible person. Looking at the two seasonings you prepared, the taste of this dog meat can't be wrong."

Zhao Qingcang’s bowl is a piece of scapular meat. This part of the meat is short in fiber, tough and less oily. Compared with other parts of the dog, it should be inferior. Most people would not choose this piece to taste. .

Zhao Qingcang gently tore a strip of meat with his chopsticks, dipped it with salt flower and dried chili powder, and put it in his mouth.

"Well."

If Lin Chou uses fresh ingredients to cook this part of the meat, its taste must be the lightest part of the whole meat.

In fact, the fleshy texture of scapula meat is more suitable for retaining the taste of those dry seasonings, such as star anise, cinnamon and bay leaves.

The texture is tough and the fibers are short and thick, which means that there is much less gravy than other parts.

But its meat is sweet in the mouth, full of chewy, and paired with hot and hot chili powder, it is like being in an open field, when the horse is galloping, the wind is tearing the snowflakes, and then a pot of spirits is poured. All will burn out of the throat.

Zhao Qingcang raised his thumb, so hot that he couldn't even speak.

Compared to Zhao Qingcang's food, the wandering demon was too rough to eat, so he slurped down an old bowl of dog meat soup and burped loudly.

Then he took out a whole fat and tender hind leg from the pot, bite it, his mouth was full of meat all the time, swallowed the meat in his mouth with a gul, and then grabbed two chili peppers and chewed.

"Cool!"

"Dang!"

The hapless door was knocked open for the third time, and two of Wu Ke's bodyguards rushed in with rolls of fancy quilts.

The two bodyguards were drenched with steam, and it was obvious that the distance from the foot of the mountain to here caused the source of crystal rain to be choked.

Lin Chou shuddered when he saw this look. When the old movie was playing in the alley, this scene was often broadcast:

Two little eunuchs took advantage of the middle of the night to carry the scrambled, tiptoely walked into the bed of the emperor, put the scrambled on the dragon bed, and then emerged from the inside of a clean concubine, and said, "Your Majesty~!"

There is also a well-known name for this gadget, called Fanpai.

If Wu Aifei performed such a show for everyone, I'm afraid everyone's eyes will burst.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu crawled out of the quilt without any weird dressing. He gasped and said,

"Is it easy for me to have a meal? Me, damn rain!"

Inexplicably, the three people in the room breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"It's smashing."

Wu Ke didn't see him at all, "Oh, this is so sweet, let me try it!"

"Snapped."

Zhao Qingcang pulled his chopsticks into Wu Ke's hand, "Eat, eat, is this all you can eat? Go away."

Xiao Wu grieved and said, "What's wrong, I'm not giving money for meals, so why not let me eat?"

Zhao Qingcang glared, "Little boy, dare to talk back to Lao Tzu?"

As she was talking, Big Breast Sister came out from the back of the kitchen with a bowl full of meat.

"No, she didn't pay, so she can eat it?"

Lin Chou shrugged,

"This is a staff meal."

Xiao Wu almost didn't choke to death with a word from Lin Chou, feeling that your family's dishes are better than mine, right?

With a bone in his mouth,

"You are not even an evolutionary, eating this at least second-order dog meat, and looking for death is not as determined as you."

Xiao Wu looked left and right, very wronged.

In the past, there were uncles in any restaurant in Shangcheng District, but this is so unwelcome.

"Then come to cloth..."

Lin Chou interrupted before finishing speaking.

"Only salt-baked chicken and meat, no steamed stuffed buns today, well, there is some mole meat."

Xiao Wu shivered when he heard the rat meat, and quickly made a wise choice.

"I want three salt-baked chickens."

Xiao Wu's meals are very rich. The salt-baked chicken has golden skin, tender and juicy inside. Even when the fleshy fiber is broken, there is transparent juice and oil flowing out. The unique salt-baked flavor is enough to make any hungry customer Feel satisfied.

"Oh..." But Xiao Wu sighed, feeling that life has lost its meaning.

The two bodyguards talked to their boss, "Wu Ke, Wu Ke, let's go, the old man and the big man have a terrifying aura!"

Wu Ke rolled his eyes and said, "How many times have you told you not to call me by title? I don't want others to think that I am a waste wood research institute that lives by its name."

The two bodyguards were a little dizzy, "But you are obviously called Wu Ke..."

"Ke!! My name is Wu Ke!"

"Okay Wu Ke... let's go quickly..."

Wu Ke said, "I want to go, you two, can you still live in the rain and go back and forth?"

The two looked at each other, "Not very capable..."

Wu Ke's grief was hard to heal, and he sighed again.

"Ugh...."

Because he saw Lin Chou walking out with another dish.

"Try it, it is said that this is one of the eight treasures of ancient times, liver smut."

Zhao Qingcang twisted a piece, "This is, dog liver?"

Lin Chou nodded, "Bake it with net oil and rice milk to remove the skin and slice it to cool thoroughly. It is said that this should be done.