Doomsday Pavilion

"Don't scare him if it's OK, you eat first, I still have food to cook."

Lin Chou smiled and said, carrying the wine bottle to the back kitchen.

After taking a sip of wine and taking the wine bottle to Zhongdao, Lin Chou started tossing about the poor little barnacles.

The barnacles grown in the Mingguang waters are typical cone-shaped barnacles. They don't have the slender "neck" like the gooseneck barnacles to eat, let alone the high price.

Before the cataclysm, swan-neck barnacles, the seafood that made Europeans and Spanish crazy, even sold in large-scale seafood markets at a price of more than 30 euros per kilo.

Moreover, this price is still the starting price of the auction. The competition is quite crazy and only a few people can enjoy it.

There are many names for barnacles, such as "chicken foot snail", "dog claw snail", "ghost claw snail", "file shell", "horse tooth", these are all its nicknames.

Through these cute nicknames, you can completely fill your own mind what the barnacle looks like.

Barnacles are called "seafood from hell" by the Spaniards, not only because of its hideous appearance, but also because of its growing environment in the torrents of the ocean, making it extremely difficult to pick, and there are even a lot of them every year. Barnacle hunters were buried in the vast sea to pick barnacles.

Therefore, people often exaggerate that every time a barnacle is eaten, a barnacle hunter loses his life.

Gooseneck barnacles do not grow near Mingguang, but cone-shaped barnacles are quite common.

Cone barnacles are very small, often only one centimeter tall each year, and its edible part is even more pitiful.

Clean the surface of the barnacle with a brush and put it into the stewing pot directly, pour some rice wine on it, and stew it on the stove over water.

It only takes a moment and it's delicious.

"...Fuck, is that all right?"

Lin Chou put the stew cup on the table,

"It's just a stewed barnacle, how long will it take?"

The big-breasted sister frowned and looked at the evil little things in the vessel, "What is a barnacle?"

Bai Qiongshou picked up a small barnacle, skillfully tore off the rough crust of the handle along the bottom of the gray shell, and sipped it gently in the mouth, like a snail.

"Barnacles only grow on the bottom of reefs and cliffs where the ocean currents are the strongest and the sea breeze is the strongest. It is difficult to pick. It tastes very delicious... Eat it like this, you try?"

Chiza obviously hadn't seen such a weird thing, looked at Bai Qiongshou suspiciously.

"They don't look like they are delicious."

Bai Qiongshou picked up the third barnacle,

"Don't look at it being ugly, it's beautiful in my heart."

Chi was only skeptical, and squeezed off the bottom of the barnacle like a white dome, but apparently she used too much force, and half of the barnacle was squeezed into flat pieces by her.

When the barnacle was opened, there was a small bit of bright red soft flesh inside, which was plump and shiny like blood cockles.

Just such a tiny bit of barnacle meat is stuck in the shell, and a little yellow juice is still on the side. The barnacle meat hidden in the shell is like a delicate and bright flower, and the heart is quite beautiful.

"Don't hesitate, just take one bite."

The delicious taste is beyond doubt, the red frowning brows quickly relieved,

"Well, it's so delicious..."

The tender meat on the edge of the barnacle meat is as sparkling as freshly peeled longan, and the red heart is a little bit springy. After biting it, a fresh and delicious flower blooms in an instant.

The delicacy of barnacles does not need to be modified or seasoned. A little mellow rice wine is just right to bring out the sweetness and elegance of barnacles, which is enough.

After each person tasted a few, the bowl has bottomed out.

At the bottom of the stew cup, a layer of protein that resembles egg flower and tender bean curd is steamed out.

It thickly accumulates with the elegant oily yellow juice, and even slight breathing can make them tremble.

This is definitely the essence of barnacles!

Shen Feng's saliva came down with a single stroke, and he swung his spoon quite like a brick.

Instantly harvested scorching eyes several times.

Shen Feng stopped awkwardly,

"Cough cough cough, come together."

The spoon was gently picked, and a small portion of frozen protein was taken up with the juice in the honeycomb-shaped pores.

With a light sip at the entrance, they melt instantly like the best bubbles in the world, and even the mouth has not had time to feel its texture.

Don’t you see the clothes and the fragrant, the beautiful lady is curled up,

Of course, only this bite is delicious and sweet, nothing more.

Wu Ke said weakly,

"It's good, but it's too little."

Shen Feng stared,

"Just you eat a lot, and you haven't eaten enough pot stickers? I wondered, how can you eat so much as an ordinary person? How dare you eat so much? You eat a lot besides long meat What's the use? Can it become stronger?"

Wu Ke snorted.

"I can't become strong, but I can become bald."

...

Outside the gate of the small hall, Li Heigou took over the task of caring for the pangolin, washing the body by the stream.

Sikong got out of another car, wearing a wide straw hat, followed by a plump duck, and finally a bodyguard.

"Heh... I smell the scent from so far away, and this guy secretly eats good things without telling my son."

"Hey? Brother Black Dog, why don't you go up and eat, they abuse you?"

Li Heigou waved his hands repeatedly,

"Cough, cough, no more, please go up, Master Sikong, I haven't finished this job yet."

"strange."

Sikong scratched his head, this morning, I have to eat breakfast, don't you know what kind of work I must do now.

"Then I'm going up... It smells so good, what the hell is it..."

Seeing Sikong brought ducks and a group of bodyguards up the mountain, Li Heigou breathed a sigh of relief.

mmp, that kid eats bugs again.

It's not safe here, I want to go back to the base city to hide.

When Sikong entered the door, Wu Ke was licking a bowl.

Si Kong was stunned,

"Fuck, no more?"

Wu Ke burped, licked his lips and put down the bowl, patted his belly.

"Yes, in the stomach."

Sikong pointed to Wu Ke,

"Quack, drag it out and give him a full set of trampling eggs."

"..."

Wu Ke smiled bitterly.

"Don't blame me, the big guys ate them all."

Lin Chou smiled and said,

"It's just right. There is a new dish that can be on the menu today. Sit down first."

"..."

"Oh."

Si Kong reluctantly sat down, "My son still wants to know what good things your kid ate with me."

Shen Feng laughed.

"It's nothing, it's just a little bit of vegetable leaves and little crabs. The main event is still behind."

Sikong suspiciously said,

"Really? It always feels like things are not that simple...you must be lying to me."

"Heaven and earth conscience, if you don't believe me, ask Lin Chou!!"

Sikong moved his nose,

"I can smell the oily smell of pancakes... No, you have eaten pot stickers! You secretly ate my favorite pot stickers!"

"Fuck!"

Everyone scolded his mother, how does this kid's nose grow?