Doomsday Pavilion

And what made Lin Chou most uncomfortable was that the fucking system didn't jump out at this time and said that forgive the basin not to be able to do so, which made his anger value soar by three feet.

Rebellious!Eat inside and out!Uncle can bear it, Aunt can't bear it!

The potted plant actually took the opportunity to shout, but no one was willing to buy it.

Everyone was quite moved in their hearts, but at this point, it really offends people to buy potted plants, fools.

Well, at least I have to wait one day or two.

Besides, this world is so big, can't find a few people who are better than playing football?

As long as there is an open space in the ball case, getting a medal is not a reversal pattern. Why do you want to offend people and spend wrong money?

The potted plant got into the car triumphantly, "Auntie is back to the base city, big business~"

The little powder car in the skirt roared a few times and rushed out.

Without even thinking about it, this must be a trip back to the base city to toss, maybe tomorrow will be able to lead a strong company to eat the big family.

Sikong grinds his teeth beside Lin Chou, sinisterly.

"Just let her go? Linzi, I suggest you kill her, the sooner the better."

Lin Chou changed his expression, but he couldn't see any anger.

"Hey, what do you say, this free advertisement, don't do it for nothing."

"???"

Sikong was at a loss, and he was so angry just now, how could he change his personality after a while.

"Cuckoo."

"Cuckoo."

The familiar bird calls came from above. Lin Chou looked up and saw that a few big snow-white pigeons were flying around the small hall.

As far as pigeons are concerned, there are quite a few raised in the base city. Just eat a piece of meat and send a letter.

The lead pigeon seemed to be a little afraid of the very dazzling mask above the small hall, but just refused to leave.

After going around many times, finally made up his mind, and gradually fly low.

"Boom."

The light shield also made a soft noise, and the pigeon looked around cautiously, but apart from a little noise, the light shield did not hinder the pigeon in the slightest.

The pigeons were relieved immediately, and fell back down.

Lin Chou was surprised. These pigeons are completely ordinary animals. How could they fall to him?Is it a homing pigeon?

Just thinking about it, I saw the white shadow on the roof flashed once, flashed twice, flashed again!

"Cracking."

There were a lot of six pigeons, and they all fell to the ground, their wings shook off a few times and they stopped moving.

Xiaobai stood at the eaves and licked his paws casually. He looked down at the pigeons on the ground and looked away with disdain. Then he twisted his plump ass back into the adult's neck.

——Is this an itch?

Adult Billowing was drowsy, turned over and scratched impatiently, and the roof tiles jumped and bark fluttered.

"..."

Everyone praised and laughed,

"Mao Xiaobai is mighty!"

"Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Boss Lin's early warning mechanism for air strikes is so perfect."

"That is, if the base city has this speed of reaction, why worry that hundreds of birds and animals will be taken away every year."

Lin Chou was speechless.

Wei Tianxing poked his head out of the room,

"Hey, I seemed to hear the movement of pigeons just now?"

"One pigeon wins nine chickens. Pigeons are a good thing. When the old man beats them down, they will make a pot... Huh?"

Lin Chou pointed to the ground, "Here."

A trace of distress flashed under Wei Tianxing's eyes,

"Isn't this a homing pigeon... But it is a homing pigeon that is raised at a high price, who did it... It's a prodigal! Get it while it's hot, let it out, let it out, and no delay!"

"..."

"Fuck!!"

Wei Tianxing yelled,

"Why look so familiar... this won't be..."

He roared over, picked up the pigeon and rummaged.

When he checked the second pigeon, he untied a small bamboo tube from the pigeon leg.

"...It looks like a pigeon from my family. Look at this bamboo pipe, there is a word "Gu" on it."

Everyone looked at each other and gloated at Lin Chou.

Hey, a certain iron rooster named Lin, your master has gotten into trouble, dare to steal the chicken?I can't pay you!

Wei Tianxing scratched his head and said,

"Only their own pigeons can find out where the owner went. Is there someone looking for me in a hurry?"

He said that he twisted a note from the bamboo tube, and his face changed a lot.

Wei Tianxing quickly smashed the note, and said with his hands behind his back.

"Ahem, it's okay, just a few pigeons, are they all scattered."

Lin Chou and Sikong happened to be behind him. No matter how fast the fat man moved, the two of them had already clearly noticed the crooked words written on the small note.

"Suddenly Wen Xiaoguan, 20% off the winning ball.

When the child turns black, remember to remember."

Lin Chou's mouth twitched, "Well, Master Wei..."

Without looking back, Wei Tianxing sat down in the willow pavilion with the wine jar.

"Who I said, Xiaolin smashed, just say you, give Fat Master a few bottles of beer, the kind that is so cold, oh yes, by the way, I roasted my pigeons, don't steal it!!"

Lin Chou waved his hand, quite arrogant.

"Hi!"

Sikong stared, "Lin Chou, what is your integrity?"

Lin Chou asked,

"How much is the price?"

"If I can, I choose algebra."

Wei Tianxing suddenly stopped Lin Chou.

"No, you will roast in front of me. That's it, Fat Master is very worried. If you leave your sight, my pigeon may not be able to escape your brutal hand."

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and moved the charcoal stove and iron pot.

China's ultimate pursuit of food is almost incomprehensible to other races.

"Odd" and "Qiao" can best reflect the detachment and arrogance of the oldest food-eaters in one of the ways of eating.

In Lin Chou's memory, pigeons were almost a dish that his father valued most.

Even though few people in Xiacheng can lavishly order a pigeon, Lin Chou's father always talks about his most proud pigeon practices over and over again-braised, fried, roasted and smoked.

Chinese people have an unusual definition of pigeons.

For example, lo, taste into the bones is the basic, meat elasticity is the key point, lo-mei does not cover the original flavor is the core;

For another example, deep-fried, crispy skin and tender meat must be done to the limit. Pigeon skin cannot be fried with powder, which will affect the taste. The fried pigeon does not enter the oil inside, and eats the original flavor. It is a tender, smooth and sweet, one bite down, the pigeon skin is crunchy and the inside is bursting with oil, this is the best.

The braised pigeon is tough and the fried pigeon is tender.

It sounds strange, it seems to be the opposite.

In fact, this is not the case. This is the art and pride of Huaxia cuisine, which is a complete step-by-step crushing of others.

Lin Chou pulled the pigeon inward along the deepest part of the neck with a fine needle to break the venous artery and drain the blood.

Rinse twice with 80°C water quickly, which can remove residual blood and help to quickly shed hair.

The pigeon meat is very tender. If the blood is not removed, the pigeon skin and pigeon meat will form blue spots, which will also affect the taste of the pigeon meat.