Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou took the sand silkworm out of the thermostat, and it was still alive—of course, it was “live” in the sense of the ingredients.

Because the moment they enter the thermostat, they are already dead.

However, this description is not accurate. They are not even a complete life in the first place. They only hide the gonads full of offspring.

The sandworm and its close relatives usually need two washes, but they are not as delicate and expensive as the worms.

For the first time, wash the surface of the sandworm with ice water, which is called "drinking water".

The second time, soak it in clean oil for a quarter of an hour, which is called "drinking oil".

The gonadal pores of the sandworm are transparent, and the clear oil will gradually penetrate into them, making the sandworm completely swell.

It is not that the black-hearted boss Lin wants to add weight to the dishes, but to ensure that the protein and cream in the sandworm body are soft and delicate.

In Samoa, in addition to eating raw sandworms, the locals like to wrap the sandworms with bread tree leaves and put them in the ground and burn them on the ground. They say this will give the sandworms "the power of the earth" and "The aroma of coconut fruit wine."

In addition, the locals do not allow young children to enjoy this kind of delicacy. They think that the sand silkworm has a very, very amazing effect to stimulate the maturation of the gonads. The reason is that every night when the sand silkworm appears and breeds, it can always attract Come to mate in groups of "young" fish.

In short, this thing is a woman's beauty salon and a man's pile driver...

(Uh, scratch your head manually, there seems to be something wrong?)

The bread trees used to make sandworms can be considered to be all over the wilderness in the super "warm" climate after the catastrophe.

The Samoans love this kind of trees as they love the sandworms. They use tree trunks as boats, bark as ropes, and leaves as clothes. Even cooking utensils cannot do without bread trees.

The leaves of the bread tree are dark green and wide lanceolate. The texture is similar to leather. The stems and leaves are tough and have a volatile fragrance unique to tropical trees.

It is this aroma that inspired the locals to burn the sandworm with bread and leaves.

Picked a few pieces of the largest bread and made a cut at the stem of the leaf, and spread salt inside the cut.

Salting it in this way will make the brittle and hard stems soft and tough, not easy to break.

Take a large tile bowl, remove the sandworm and put it in it, add the dried tangerine peel and lemon leaf shreds that have been made with garlic, green salt and water, cover the tile bowl and put it into the oven, take it out after seven minutes.

At this time, the sand silkworm has become semi-dry, and a part of the slightly turbid water has separated out. Remove it and drain it and spread it flat on top of the bread tree leaves.

Then sprinkle a small spoonful of white wine, add some chopped pepper, chopped perilla, and chicken fir mycelium to wrap it tightly, and just pack six packets.

When the oven burns until the charcoal fire is about to go out, part of the charcoal ash is laid on the bottom, the bread leaves are wrapped and laid on top in turn, and then they are covered with charcoal ash to seal the oven mouth.

Lin Chou gave a classic gentleman's ceremony to the crowd who came to watch-the kind of chopping with his right hand in front of his belly and then throwing it behind him.

"Thirty minutes, so stay tuned."

Sikong took a look.

"Sorrow, Boss Lin, just threw it in. It won't burn to ashes in 30 minutes?"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, he would make such a low-level mistake, what a joke.

"The leaves are the leaves of the bread tree. They are juicy and very thick. Even if they are baked directly on the fire, they will not be bad."

Sikong said,

"I think what you got is a bug, what kind of bug? Earthworm? Lech? Bee pupae? Golden silkworm?"

"It's the sandworm."

Sikong was staggered,

"Bobit insects? That stuff... can also be eaten?"

Lin Shou looked at Sikong with kindness.

Well, your kid’s definition of food is a bit small.

Or, let's have another pot of carefully cooked four dogs to expand your development?

(Note, one of the special effects of immortal meat, guts: the scope of food and ingredients is doubled.)

Shen Feng is more in favor, after all, whoever does not eat for nothing,

"Why is it thin and thick, if the forest dares to do it, I will dare to eat it...Is it good or not? Why is it not cooked yet..."

Bai Qiongshou calmly drank beer and looked at his watch,

"There are twenty-eight minutes and seventeen seconds left. What anxious, wait slowly."

Three seconds later, he suddenly yelled,

"Mad, is Lao Tzu's watch broken? Why is it going so slow!!"

"..."

When it was finally time to open the stove, six leaf packs with charcoal were thrown on the plate and served.

Shen Fengdao,

"I said Linzi, you can also get it somehow, although we didn't spend any money, but somehow it is a customer, the customer is God, you know?"

Sikong said,

"Well, well, what I want is this feeling, wow khaka...it’s the first time I have eaten bugs when I grow up to this age... so excited..."

Picking off the vines that bind the leaves, the leaves make a soft sound and automatically open to all sides.

The outside of the bread leaves were toasted black, and the inside was still fresh and green, and the aroma of sandworms broke out immediately.

This aroma is very unique, similar to the mixed taste of crab yellow crab paste and grilled fish liver, which is hard to forget after smelling it once.

Sikong danced and said after watching for a while,

"How does it feel like udon?"

"Don't say it, it's really like..."

The round and oily sandy silkworms have no wrinkles on their skin, and no longer show the weird spiral twists, but are intertwined gently at an angle like thick round vermicelli, which looks very comfortable. sense.

Sagong's sandworm was stirred up, and saw it bouncing back and forth on the tip of the chopsticks, like a freshly cooked udon noodle.

Put it in the mouth and bite it lightly, the epidermis is slightly tough, and even a soft "pop" sound.

But the inside is dense and delicate like the best cheese, wrapped in a warm aroma that slowly melts and flows.

Sikong's eyes sharpened instantly.

"Curious and wonderful taste."

The pepper is slightly spicy, the chicken fir fungus is slightly sweet, and a little white wine removes the fishy smell of the sand silkworm and gives it a sweet and fragrant base flavor. The finely chopped sesame leaves are inconspicuous and seem to be embellished, but they have the finishing touch.

The combination of the fragrance of bread leaves and the unique scent of Suzi is a perfect match.

When the animal protein, the cream of the sandworm and the vegetable oil are combined, it is a gluttonous feast that no carnivorous animal can resist.

Shen Feng carefully put the sandworms into his mouth one by one, like crying and laughing.

"Well... it's delicious to my grandma's house... just too little... I really want to be as bald as a bald noodle bowl full of ah ah ah ah..."

A sandworm licked a glass of wine, and Bai Qiong sneered,

"Daydreaming is not good for the body."

Lin Chou nodded himself.

Sure enough, if you were lucky enough to encounter the best ingredients and dishes, you had already succeeded in half.

Sandworm, you can hang wind chimes.