Doomsday Pavilion

In the past few days, the whole world knows that the reappearing Shan Ye has turned into a professional bone-biting professional, and the world is clamoring to accept the big bones. He will not refuse the number of orders. God knows how Shan Ye will explain that he has two. A chicken cub that sucks bone marrow and can suck tons of big bones in a day.

The storm was surging in the base city, and while the Lord Shan was devastated, Lin Chou was very leisurely, cooking and lying down every day, as happy as a small second beep.

As the saying goes, the demon system has the sadness of the magic system, and the Buddha system has the sordidness of the Buddha system. If the world is so troubled, it is not necessary to enter my Dao system. Let us express all of it in one sentence:

do not bother me!

At most, add one sentence at the end-I want to become a fairy.

Well, this attitude to life is simply perfect.

Then, when Lin Chou tilted Erlang's legs and shook on the recliner, a face suddenly appeared on Lin Chou's head.

"Oh fuck!"

Lin Chou rolled to the ground.

It's not that he is timid, but--

"Sister Weiweiweiweiwei, why are you here again..."

"Yo~"

Wei Qingyu's slender fingers touched Lin Chou's forehead.

"So you don't welcome my sister, then they just leave..."

In one sentence, Lin Chou even forgot his surname awkwardly.

"No, what, I..."

"Oh hoo hoo hoo!"

Lin Chou is a thousand percent sure. Sister Wei is simulating Fatty Wei's smile, but it doesn't look like it.

Keke, the person who listened to that weird sound was thinking about the separation of the substance.

"Sister knows you didn't mean that. Come, come in, come in with your sister, and talk to you about something."

After finishing speaking, rate into the house.

"..."

Did the coach agree?Did I agree?!

Lin Chou's eyes widened and went into the dining room, almost writing on his face that he would go through fire and water.

Although she was always afraid of this sister Wei, Lin Chou really couldn't find any reason to refuse any request from her.

At the shooting range at that time, this elder sister was protecting Lin Chou and Dasha just like protecting her own son-although Lin Chou didn't know why.

As usual, Wei Qingyu sat on Lin Chou's bar with her long legs folded.

"Linzi, have you met Su Yourong?"

"..."

Lin Shou's face twitched, mmp, this handsome knew it was not that easy!

Last time these five guys came here, they definitely didn't discuss good things!

"Sister Wei! I really can't cure that girl. I'm a cook, not a doctor! How about you take her to find Sikong? Maybe the patients can share their experience of resisting the disease, and it will also help control the disease. .."

Wei Qingyu rolled his eyes.

"Zhaorong or Su Wangyuan's cousin, or I can't ask for it, um... Actually, the Su family had no hope of curing Su Yourong."

"Then you are..."

Wei Qingyu blinked.

"Are you still short on cleaning dishes?"

"Boom!"

There was a clacking noise afterwards, and I don't know how many pieces were broken.

Lin Chou swallowed his saliva, "No...not too short...I should still be short of a plate, the broken one."

What is meant by God's prediction and zero shift?

Wei Qingyu rolled his eyes and said,

"Xiong-like, I want Yourong to come over as a no-name apprentice-well, although you don't even know how to do business, at least you still have the name of a pantry. With Yourong, no one dares to beat her. Idea."

What is an apprentice? An apprentice is the kind of free labor that can only inherit the craft after working for others for decades. The master takes care of dressing and eating generously.

Based on the current market situation in the base city, if anyone really wants to learn the craft of medicated diet, apart from having a little talent in the diet, it is basically equivalent to handing over his life to the dietitian-although Lin Chou doesn't care, but The whole Mingguang from the ninety-nine day to the first meeting knows that every medicated diet recipe in the hands of a food chef is a priceless existence, and ordinary people becoming a food chef is a real leap in social class.

If you want to learn, it’s not impossible. If you don’t learn craftsmanship, let’s leave it alone. The words of being a teacher for a day and a father for life are more than just talking.

Take Lao Xue, who knows a little bit about Lin Chou. It is well known that Lao Xue has two direct heirs (although one was abolished by Lin Chou Keng). It is almost impossible to pass on the craftsmanship, but I think of the apprenticeship of Bafanglou. Sinful people are still coming in endlessly, for what, isn't it the craft that can truly change fate.

Although Old Xue treated his apprentices pretty well, it showed that the luck of those apprentices was pretty good.

If you run into an unreasonable and violent master, take care of you to fight for life, in a large base city, and make sure that there will not be half a man who will help him.

However, the apprentice learns the craftsmanship of the master—at least in name.

Therefore, the apprentice is the "private property" of the master before the master, and no one will spread his paws without the master's consent.

(To be reasonable, if you were Lin Chou's apprentice, wouldn't his confidence be as hard as alloy steel?)

Lin Chou immediately wanted to refuse, for nothing else. There are still crafts to pass on like Lao Xue, and Lin Chou, the medicated diet blessed by the groovy system, is indeed called medicated diet in his hands. Only dishes.

If your talent is high enough to pierce the atmosphere, you can still take the system and let Lin Chou teach apprentices. Isn't this deceptive?

"Sister Qing Yu, I..."

Wei Qingyu sighed.

"Lin Zi, I don't want her to learn anything from you, but to protect her."

When did this handsome start to be like a mountain king?

Lin Chou was a little bit square, "No, it's not that I don't teach, but I can't learn even after I teach her, I awaken..."

Wei Qingyu said with a smile,

"That's just right, you have to teach me not to let it! It's good, it's OK, that's it... Really, the sweet and charming little beauty is delivered to the door, my aunt's grandma still has to owe you personal love, the sky has no eyes what!"

"..."

Wei Qingyu didn't give Lin Chou a chance to talk more, and was about to leave——

"Huh? What's this smell..."

Lin Chou pulled his nose and sniffed.

"Huh? It doesn't taste much."

Wei Qingyu suddenly found the air-dried yak meat on the chopping board.

"Um... what is this?"

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"The dried beef that was hung up a few days ago, take it down to check the condition and rub the ingredients."

Wei Qingyu suspiciously said,

"It seems very fragrant... can you eat it?"

There is a large area under the Lin Chou film,

"It can be eaten raw, but the smell of blood has not been eliminated."

The air-dried yak meat is thicker than normal beef fiber, and the color is heavier and heavier, and the redness is dull. The difference in meat quality can be completely seen by the naked eye.

The yak meat at this time is actually very similar to the dry-aged steak, except that the snow-like fat is almost non-existent, at least the marble-like solidification pattern is not visible on the surface of the beef.

Wei Qingyu was stunned.

"Yak? Strange thing... it smells really good, let me taste it."

A piece of beef entrance, full of wild fun, full of wild flavor,

"Hi...so spicy...!"

A warm spiciness burst from the yak while breathing, and quickly occupied the mouth and nose.

At this time, the air-dried yak meat is like a waxy layer formed by oil and the original flavor is sealed. Although the water in the meat is volatile, it is not complete. It has toughness and smoothness.

Lin Chou was surprised,

"Sister Qing Yu originally liked semi-finished products like this?"

Wei Qingyu smiled embarrassedly. She was really embarrassed by what she had just eaten, and almost spit out her tongue and fanned it.

"It's delicious anyway, sizzle...spicy...where is the water?"

"It doesn't matter if it's a semi-finished product or a finished product-but I don't like the taste of beef. I like lamb. Can lamb do it like this?"

Handed a glass of water over,

"It's not impossible, but the specific preparation method is slightly different from beef."

Lin Chou thought for a while, "Generally speaking, the production of air-dried mutton before the cataclysm is mainly the characteristics of Tibetan and Mongolian people, because of the heavier fishy smell and easy deterioration, except for these two places and some areas such as Ningxia. Are there any types of air-dried mutton that use this kind of production process? There are original, sour, spicy, and even smelly—just like stinky tofu, which smells and tastes fragrant."

Wei Qingyu seemed to really like to eat mutton. After listening to Lin Chou's description, saliva secreted sharply, and the corners of her mouth had a little sparkle.

"Ahem, Sister Qing Yu? Sister Qing Yu... the corner of her mouth... There is saliva..."

Wei Qingyu snorted coldly, turned around and left, and dropped a card casually.

"My sister ordered a few dried lambs, I want all kinds of flavors!"

Lin Chou yelled hypocritically,

"Eh Qingyu sister, don't you need this money~"

"Then you pay me back, this is my sister's dowry!"

"Oops."

...

In the early morning of the second day, Bao Er ran to the old man who raised chickens and brought back many sheep to Lin Chou.

Bao Er said nonchalantly,

"The old man will not let me take those third-order rock sheep, he said this is better, and he said you can understand it at a glance."

Lin Chou looked up and down and said with some surprise,

"Sheep can... I have time to see the old man. I really want to know how he cultivated so many original ingredients."

What surprised Lin Chou was still behind. Bao Er dragged a few bundles of sturdy grass from the car.

"The old man asked me to bring this to you."

Lin Chou just glanced at it, and he felt like a confidant. The old man obviously knew what to cook.

Bao Er was a bit hooded,

"This sheep... is okay? The rock sheep is a third-order, this sheep is only a second-order, and it is twice as expensive as that."

Lin Chou smiled and said,

"No, no, no, many ingredients can't be treated in the same order. This sheep lives at an altitude of 5,000 meters...Wait a minute, where is such a high mountain near Mingguang?!"

"Mountain? What mountain? The old man is a whole piece of saline-alkali land, an oven-like depression, where the living corpses go in and become mummified. There are no mountains anywhere, but there are a few small hills."

Lin Chou was silent,

"Okay, it's okay, you go back first."

"Okay, talk to you when something is up."

Lin Chou made up his mind. In a few days, if he has time, he must go to the old man to see what is going on. There is still a treasure bag for this magical old man?

Lin Chou was pleasantly surprised by the sheep sent by his father. This sheep was not an ordinary sheep, but a Gamba sheep that thrived on plateaus above 5,000 meters above sea level.

As the saying goes, only 35 acres of pasture can fatten up the fat of a sheep, not to mention that Gamba lamb has short legs and big teeth. It has an excellent appetite and survives in relatively poor conditions in Tibetan areas with few plants.

Because it only eats alpine crops and drank glacier snow melt water, its meat is more delicious and tender without any taint. The recipes of Gamba sheep include dwarf edelweiss, crowfoot, gentian, fescue, stipa, caragana, Alpine plants such as chamaejasme, dandelion, astragalus, Potentilla chinensis, golden wintersweet, sand grass, carex, astragalus, Oxytropis, alfalfa, Elymus saffron and other precious medicinal plants such as Saussurea sinensis, Cordyceps sinensis and saffron.

Gamba sheep has such strict requirements on the living environment, so it is very cherished, and people in Tibetan areas also love this hard-won high-protein food. In addition to the common eating method and dried meat preparation method, they prefer one Alternative cuisine-Paye.

Paye is a kind of spoiled, smelly dried mutton, which is undoubtedly very unbelievable to the outside world. People eat sheep and pursue the deliciousness of mutton, and the smell is rare outside the Gamba area.

Paye’s production is quite simple. After the sheep is slaughtered, the internal organs are taken out for use.

Please take out the pile of dead grass that the old man brought—this is the common white horse grass on the plateau, with a faint medicinal aroma.

The father brought a total of three kinds of "withered grass". Except for the white horse grass, which is the most abundant, the remaining two are Gentian grass and the Tibetan medicine named Xia Guo Tianjia.

Light the white horse grass to roast the lamb, burn the sheep's skin until it is slightly charred, and then use a knife to scrape off the black surface of the sheep's skin to clean up.

Then, fill the lamb's belly with gentian grass and Xia Guo Tianjia, and coat the inner wall of lamb cavity with dried pepper and salt.

Gentiana can effectively lower blood lipids, while the Tibetan medicine Xia Guo Tianjia can prevent colds. They are both very good natural medicinal materials.

After kneading a few strands of woolen thread to sew up the belly of the lamb, stuff the sewn lamb into the sheepskin tube left over from the previous killing, and hang it in the underground cold storage to blow it.

The lambskin tube is almost airtight. When the fresh lamb is put in the bread, it will slowly ferment and peel off the moisture and grease inside. This is where the smell of Payee comes from.

He cooked some other sheep, and Lin Chou clapped his hands.

"You're done, let her take it away for a week... Emmm, why do I always feel like someone asks me to do something and I have to turn over to give him gifts?"

As soon as Lin Chou came out, the mountain master who walked chickens everywhere saw him.

"I said Linzi, I see you messing with that sheepskin package, it is stuffed and sewn, what do you do, making a quilt? Do you want to warm up that sheepskin package quilt? I have heard that someone used sheep before The intestines should be used as a sleeve. You are a bit exaggerated. Put it directly on the sheepskin package."

Lin Chou choked silently.

Shan Ye laughed and said,

"Lin Zi, I have seen something wrong in the limelight these days, don't you really go out to hide from the limelight?"

This handsome hides from the limelight!

In fact, Lin Chou was also a little frightened, always thinking that Wan Junru and the 3,000 behind her were ready to go.

There is really no conspiracy?

Sighing, stepped forward and patted Master Shan on the shoulder.

"No one came to deliver the cob bones yesterday. Are you still going hunting? You bastard will be hungry again soon."

The Lord Shan was tangled and painful for a long time.

"These two children are inseparable from me. They are only so tiny. I want to take them to hunting and I can't step on them when I can. When I cry, I will have nowhere to cry-you have heard Can anyone trample on himself to death?"

Lin Chou is satisfied,

"Sure, you just let it go and cry slowly. I just saw a guest in front of me, so I won't be with you."

Shan Ye cursed at Lin Chou's back,

"Friends of Taoism, please stay, I have a sentence from Shen Gongbao that I don't know when to talk about MMP!"