Doomsday Pavilion

"So, let's make the lobster perform a handstand...what is it for?"

Lin Chou said,

"Well, it is said that this can calm the lobster, very calm."

Sikong's question mark was about to jump on Lin Chou's face.

"Ping...Jing...what calm? What peace? What peace?!"

"Does the heart just like water know that? Does the sage know time?!"

Lin Chou is serious,

"Well, that's it, let it die in the calmest and most relaxed state-in the table manners in some countries before the cataclysm, only lobsters that were cooked in this way were the most perfect sashimi lobsters. In my opinion, it should be the same mental index as the old method of acupuncture and killing cows that let cows die without pain."

Shan Ye rubbed his fingers, and smashed the two lobster tongs with a click.

"Dare to squeeze your mountain master? It's really..."

"Mmp, mental index? I think his mother's mental cleanliness is about the same. I have eaten all of it. Where can I get so much shit."

Lin Chou glanced at Lord Shan's shrimp.

"You eat that one by yourself, and the tongs broke the meat inside."

Everyone held their own lobsters and learned to stand upside down, far away from the mountain master.

Shan Ye doesn’t know how to water, his own was brought up by others, and he was a little annoyed to hear that.

"No...I...then what, is it too late for me to regret it now?"

Lin Chou nodded,

"It's too late, but you still have to eat your own one. We are all divided, one for each person, there is no extra."

"Grass! ##@%"

After standing upside down, Lin Chou asked the maid to fetch the knife.

"Come on, the center of the two blue markings on the head of the shrimp. This is the part of the lobster's brain. It is no longer than the width of a knife. Cut it cleanly. The shrimp will die immediately, and then we can grill the shrimp."

This shrimp didn't know if it was fainted or something. There was no extra movement from the beginning to the end, and he was honestly killed.

Everyone was speechless,

"Do we have to do it ourselves..."

The potted plant pouted,

"It feels so cruel!"

"That's it, terrible."

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, cruel? I would like you to eat and drink well. If you are with our cook, you have to be willing to be executioners?"

Everyone, you see me and I see you,

"Linzi, what are you... what did you aim at today?"

Lin Chou said,

"Hurry up, don't eat a word, do it yourself to get enough food and clothing."

A crisp sound of shell breaking,

"Crack."

"Crack."

"Crack."

Lin Chou said that this sound has caused comfort,

"Well, it's almost the same."

He cut the lobster steaks killed by the crowd in half, removed the shrimp thread and cut off the gills.

"There are still a lot of shrimp paste, quite fat... Actually, lobsters don’t need any complicated seasoning. A little salt and pepper is enough. If you are willing to eat some heavy flavors, you can add garlic, golden, vanilla, etc. , But at this time and place today, I don’t plan to make it so exquisite, what do you think?"

What can "everyone" say, some eat without having to do it yourself, that is perfect, and the others are not considered.

Lin Chou placed the lobsters on the grill, and reached out his hands to touch out the other lobsters from underneath.

Shan Ye suddenly turned black,

"Damn, there are so many more, you shit..."

"This handsome is telling you the truth about cherishing food."

"..."

Shan Ye mumbled a few messy words and stopped talking.

As soon as the translucent lobster meat is grilled, the edge part immediately turns into a white color, and white water splashes out. The unique fragrance of lobster permeates, which is particularly eye-catching on the open sea.

A little bit of green salt and a little pepper are ground up, and the aroma seems to have reached the extreme, and nothing else is needed.

Sikong (sharphing),

"Why would I be so hungry without letting anything go... My chef knows that I am afraid I will hit the wall directly."

Lin Chou laughed,

"Now that I am replaced by your chef, the same effect is achieved. At this time, who the chef is is completely unimportant. The important thing is the eating environment-of course, the most important thing is that you are actually real. I'm hungry."

Sagong slapped his mouth,

"I'm... hungry? I'm hungry, why don't I know..."

You don't understand Lin Chou's face,

"You can't decide whether you are hungry or not. I have the final say on this matter!"

(With a proud face)

Sikong: I rely on!How can you make sense when co-authored?What do you take me for?Furnishings!Or a hamster waiting to be fed?

The oversized oysters are also placed on the grill. A little garlic is enough to go with it. The juice in the oyster shell is not wasted in order to grill the most natural and wonderful taste.

Of course, eating raw is also completely stress-free.

Hand a green lemon, squeeze the juice up, the oyster meat slips into the mouth,

"Sucking~"

It was as perfect as the taste of the entire black sea.

Even the potted plant with a small mouth is not willing to bite off the oyster meat from the middle, sobbing and saying "Wow...it's so smooth and tender~" and so on, enjoying it.

Sikong waved his hand, indicating that he only loves lobsters.

"This thing, eats too much and makes my stomach, oh... except that it is eaten raw and grilled, is this thing worthless?"

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"Yes, there are. I used to eat it often. Would you like to try it?"

Sikong waved his hand,

"Wait, wait a while, wait a while, can you really grill my lobster seriously? I feel it is about to burn."

Lin Chou:???

The peaceful days of the lobster on the grill will not last long, and it will soon be distributed to individuals.

The plump shrimp meat has a slightly burnt texture, filled with heat and juice, and it is fresh and refreshing in one bite. This is the most tender taste that can only be enjoyed right away. It is full of satisfaction.

The mouth is full of fragrance, and the mouth is full of juice. At this moment, only one sentence can express everyone’s feelings.

"This is life!"

Shan Ye interface,

"Life is for enjoyment~"

Sikong raised his eyelids.

"Yes, life is like xx, if you can't resist, it's better to lie down and enjoy it slowly."

These words were all said badly, but when applied to Lord Shan, it still seemed to have a deeper meaning.

"Emmmmm, the word lie down is a useful and magical croak."

"(_)"

"It feels like Shan Ye's life is really a huge wave of customers. Hey, it's strange, why do I say the word "customers"..."

"I walked in Hualiu Lane, and the leaves didn't touch my body, making the gangster sleep the queen... eh? Wait... sleep or be asleep, this is a question.

Shan Ye:

"You shit...is it interesting? Is it fun? Is it fun?!"

"..."

"Ha ha."

"Denied three consecutive."

"Angry becomes angry."

"Farewell.jpg."