Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou is a person who pays attention to connotation, no matter how funny his appearance is, he can't make Lin Chou's knife dull.

The skin of a marmot is different from others. Because it has a hard shell, a long soft knife needs to be penetrated under the skin to separate the fat layer. As soon as the skin of the marmot is peeled off, the white fat inside bursts out in the fur. A fat bulge is particularly prominent at the opening, just like cotton just blooming.

"Hiccup~"

Shan Ye immediately belched in surprise.

"Fuck, this stuff is too fat and scary..."

Lin Chou said while struggling to find the foot of the knife in the fat "plum".

“Marmots seem to still retain the habits they had before the catastrophe. They will eat desperately when they have food. The accumulated fat is stored under the skin. Even in the harshest winter days before the catastrophe, they can hibernate for seven or eight months. I didn’t eat and sleep in a burrow. It’s even better than bears. The oil squeezed from otter fat is particularly good. It has a better effect on treating scalds than badger oil. It is a natural antifreeze. With sunscreen, even just applying otter oil can have a slight scar reduction effect. In ancient times, many nomads regarded otter oil as a treasure and a natural beauty formula."

"This is the real good thing, it must be collected."

The running water was scouring the blood. Before the mud shells of the marmots began to wet and fall off, Lin Chou peeled off the skins of the otters. The otters without their skins were just a pile of messy white flowers piled up in the middle of the river. The Lord Shan in the scene is a little daunting.

"Fuck, I believe you told me that this thing is a living oil press, how much oil does this get."

Lin Chou waved,

"What to see, don't be stunned, find some big rock and chisel a few cauldrons out. This oil can't be wasted, but I want to take it away."

Lin Chou has always been happy to accept recipes from the grassland. It is said that the crispy fragrant noodles made from the deep-fried otters are very golden and shiny. You must try them when you return.

Dismissing Lord Shan, he himself swung his knife across the fat.

Uh ...

Under the four-finger deep knife mark, there is still fat.

"Swish."

It took another two to see the bright red otter meat.

In other words, the average thickness of the fat layer of this female marmot is about twelve fingers, close to 15 cm thick!

Strip all the fat, and the whole marmot looks much more approachable.

It has a meaty texture that is more tender than beef that can be seen with the naked eye. The fiber is extremely long, and it trembles gently with the flow of water. The color is also beautiful rose red, very moist.

Lin Chou leaned over and smelled it, but he really didn't smell any fishy smell.

"Ha, the ancients don't deceive me~"

It’s hard to imagine a guy with such an ugly appearance—Speaking of ugliness, Lin Chou easily twisted the marmot’s head and threw it on the shore.

"I said Lord Shan, I think that Daozi's five big fangs are pretty good. Would you like to keep the daggers?"

The marmot's teeth are not very sharp, and the dark blue has a hollow tube-like vein, much like a piece of jade placed in a dark room.

Shan Ye didn't even turn his head.

"Oh, you can keep it for yourself, maybe you can still be your dowry."

Lin sorrows,

"Is it an experienced person? Everyone is thinking about a dowry. This handsome does not have a dowry. This handsome is called... Big breasted sister, what should a man be called?"

Big breasted sister frowned and thought for a long time.

"Accompanying?"

Shan Ye laughed wildly.

Xiao Yourong said crisply,

"Master, it's a bride price!"

Lin Chou pointed at Su Yourong,

"See you, Comrade Huang Dashan, you are not as good as a child."

Shan Ye babbled and said,

"Can you work numbly? After a while, my little ancestors are hungry and turn you back to the mountain to look for bones, don't you believe it?"

Lin Chou smiled,

"Xiaoqing can be at home, and the two little yellow chickens go to the fence to play that is not enough for Xiaoqing to swallow."

Shan Ye is speechless, you fucking can't keep something slightly normal.

"Here, here's the pot...what the hell are you doing, I've worked so hard to get the pot out, so you can fill me with those...fat?"

Lin Chou didn't bother to explain to him the importance of this type of fourth-order fat meat (seems like it would be easy to play even if it was explained?), filled a big pot, and waited for the wandering demon's firewood to come back to light the oil.

When Shan Ye finished the second pot, he came back and saw the otter meat that was stripped of fat and dismembered.

"Hey, it looks like the meat is not bad, it's watery."

Indeed, the meat of the otter is very tender, and it has a texture and luster like the liver of a small animal when you look at it after removing the clear feeling of fiber.

Lin Chou said,

"The otter meat is famously tender and plump, fresh and fat without a fishy smell, you will know when it is stewed."

Shan Ye moved the pot to that pestle and began to build the stove, and the wandering demon directly carried a dead tree back and raised the bonfire.

Shan Ye suggested,

"Or else, you can roast this thing, and it will taste better."

He was still afraid that the meat of this stuff was smelly.

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and threw a grunting thing to Lord Shan.

"These are baked for you."

Shan Ye hurriedly took a look. Good fellow, this is the heart of a marmot and two unknown balls.

"What the hell is this?"

Lin Chou blinked,

"The waist."

Shan Ye struggled for a long time before saying disappointed,

"It's not a male, don't eat."

After Lin Chou threw the marmot into the pot, he didn't care about the number of people. He asked to watch the fire and strolled around to pick some wild onions and wild leeks.

Turning around, I cut the heart and liver kidneys into triangles. A strand of green onions, a strand of meat, and a strand of leeks were strung together with cumin-flavored iron wire vines, and the strands were elbow length and short, and the hands were pressed firmly.

There were eight strings in total, Lin Chou said,

"The ones in the pot have to be stewed, try this first."

I didn’t bake it for everyone, I divided it directly, took out two grinding bottles,

"One salt and one pepper, sprinkle it yourself."

Shan Ye muttered, "What attitude do you cook..."

Lin Chou was too lazy to talk to him.

Leaning on the bonfire around the pot, everyone handed meat skewers and started grilling.

To say that the wild onions and leeks are absolutely powerful, the sizzling scent of heart, liver and kidney oil was overwhelmed by the overwhelming smell of onions and leeks as soon as they appeared.

"Zila...Zila..."

The oil was soaked together, and Lin worriedly sprinkled with salt flowers and chilies.

These internal organs are easy to cook, take advantage of the spicy fragrance, open your mouth,

"Hi...whee...good!"

The Lord Shan had doubts in his eyes, "Really you can eat?"

The meat on the tip of the heart is very crisp and crisp, and the wandering demon's mouth is chewing and creaking, and he smiles honestly at Gungun.

"Hey, big guy, your boss will eat."

He opened his mouth, and the skewers disappeared in that big mouth.

"Ooooooooo!"

The Lord Shan's heart is full, and he just takes a bite up.

The combination of heart, liver and waist looks very reckless, but in fact, the combination of texture and wild flavor is quite surprising.