Doomsday Pavilion

The two little brothers of the two tigers, Qin Sheng, whispered to Lin Chou about the eighty-ten thousand green ones, as if they were afraid that others would hear them.

Lin Chou rubbed his forehead.

"Are these two little guys misunderstanding something? The tone is a little weird..."

Huang Dashan turned off,

"I said, your Qinshan Martial Arts School is now teaching stand-up comedy, right?"

Qin Sheng's face has a kind of little adult-like deepness,

"That guy has a hole in his head, really."

Of course he knew Huang Dashan, after all, it was really difficult for any cat or dog to hide his demeanor like Shan Ye, who would gleam even in the dark.

In fact, Qin Sheng Erhu, his classmates, and many martial arts school seniors regarded Lord Shan as an idol. I don’t know if this guy was chasing the fat principal and assaulted him back then. Can ordinary people dare to do this?

Moreover, the fat principal who was beaten by Shan Ye was not someone else, who happened to be the father of the class teacher Lao Zhou. If possible, Qin Sheng would like to discuss this unique and practical technique with Shan Ye cordially.

Shan Ye nodded in agreement.

"Where is this kid with a hole in his brain? There is a hole in that. Can a person without a brain make such jokes motherly?"

Next to him, Leng Han's expression was a little weird, as if he had realized something.

The two words "what" hide some directional very, very physical concepts aimed at Student Yang.

At the same time, Lao Er Yang, who was greeted with the baptism of Leng Han and Shan Ye's eyes, was immediately on his back. He only felt a urge to pee up to the pelvic cavity. He couldn't help clamping his legs, and the sweat on his forehead began to gather together.

(I knock... the pill... the wave is too much...)

Lin Chou didn't care what these people were making, with a big smile.

"Erhu, your hand...how do you feel that there is a growing trend? Well, Xiao Yu has lost weight again, and your brother has deducted your food expenses?"

Erhu scratched his head with his huge disproportionate metal claw, and said nothing.

Xia Yu pouted,

"Well, there have been a lot of exams recently, so annoying."

Lin Chou frowned,

"Really going to the research institute?"

Xia Yu was a little helpless,

"Of course, I'm an ordinary person, otherwise where can I go..."

Lin Chou thought for a while,

"If something happens, I can help you ask."

"Huh, people won't go there and wait to die!"

Lin Chou choked,

"That's better than going to a research institute."

Huang Dashan and others nodded repeatedly and said in unison,

"That is, it is better to have a bad reputation in the scientific research institute-black is a little black, but it is also aimed at the evolutionary."

This is also full of malice.

Theoretically speaking, the only thing that is wholeheartedly targeting the evolvers is actually the development committee. However, the most deceptive thing is that the scientific research institute seems to have a soft spot for the development committee. The hatred value is special and extremely stable.

Xia Yunu said,

"But Sister Bai said that if you have worked in the research institute at the end of the year, you can allocate a house. My brother's house is not owned by our name. I can't tell when it will be taken back. Mom is very worried..."

Lin Chou suddenly felt that he and Xia Dasha were divided into houses together.

Dasha moved in directly, and Xia Erya had a small episode in the middle.

And he was taken to this place by the dog beep system, and the house hadn't even looked at it, completely forgot about it.

(Lin Chou, Lin Chou, you are swollen, you are no longer that Lin Sorrow, you are Mu Mu Qiuxin, you have another property, so forget it?)

Recently, the researcher Wu, who has no sense of existence, didn’t know when he came out and raised his hand to speak.

"I have something to say about the distribution of real estate by researchers."

Xia Yu: "?"

Wu Ke sighed deeply.

"For those of us who grew up in the research institute almost from birth, we can only get a house after the age of forty-five, although the research institute was solely responsible for board and lodging and was paid. "

Xia Yu's mouth opened wide and turned into an O shape.

"Forty-five years... the average age of ordinary people is less than 60 years old... Sister Bai said..."

Wu Ke interrupted,

"Bai Mao Mao is one of the youngest academicians in the entire scientific research institute, and the other is the guy who invented the recorder. How can ordinary scientific researchers compare to them."

Xia Yu stopped talking immediately, which was a little different from what she thought.

It is said that a child from a poor family was in charge early, and since she entered Qinshan Martial Arts School, she proved that she did not want to be ascended to heaven alone like others.

In Xia Yu's thoughts, even if her elder brother became an evolutionary, he was still the "stupid big man" who had to worry about her nerves and was irretrievable, and he might have to rely on her to feed him in the future.

Lin Chou didn't say much, just smiled.

"If you want something to eat, make it for you."

Sikong took the opportunity to add,

"Point it whatever you want, I'll please!"

Lin Chou rolled his eyes directly,

"You don't need to ask for this."

Sikong opened his mouth in horror.

"Who are you? What did you do to the woods? Crossing or seizing the house? Is it the first time you see such a rare thing when the trough grows so big..."

Everyone laughed wildly.

Lin's face is black and black.

...

While everyone was chatting, a certain hair ball that swelled into a fat round was carefully watching something beside the back mountain animal pen.

Since Mao Qiu made up a wave of the "energy" of the virtual beast with Boss Lin last time, he needs to tighten his belt to maintain his body shape and slip into Lin Chou's pocket. Although he later digested himself a little bit, his body shape is actually real. The size has surpassed the little brother Mao Niu who can't grow up by eating alone.

The fur ball does not have eyes such as parts, but it has no effect at all.

It maintains a body the size of a ball, silently "pasting" on the railing to watch the newly added new members inside-those are a few huge geese with bright wings.

Mao Qiu loves to try the blood of all kinds of creatures, and he likes almost every kind of alien or beast blood in the back mountains and beasts. It will temporarily lose interest after drinking it once.

But the two big white geese have been here for several days, Lin Chou didn't even mean to move them, Mao Qiu couldn't wait.

"Keep chuckle~"

It seemed to hesitate, twisting its fat round body and rubbing it around-unfortunately its size prevented it from turning its head and looking around.

After a while, the hair ball stretched out a few thin hyphae, dragging the latch plate of the animal pen,

"Squeak~"

The hair ball is recognized by the system as being on the yoke and naturally has some authority.

Therefore, the door to the animal pen opened naturally.

The two big geese immediately became energetic, sprinting and gliding with their huge wings.

The hair ball stuck out a single mycelium and stabbed one of the big gooses like lightning.

With the operating experience of the hair ball, only a little bit of skin was pierced to absorb part of the blood, the alien beast could still survive in the end, but it was a little weak.

"Keep babble."

The hair ball expands and contracts regularly from top to bottom, which is very happy.

however--

The poor big goose froze in the air for an instant, and only had time to let out a screaming cry, and its bones rustled and collapsed toward the position where it was stabbed by the hair ball. Its feathers all stood up, just like a snow-white hedgehog. of.

"Puff~"

In a sound that seemed to be leaking, the big goose turned into a flying goose feather.

"Grumbling?"

"Keep chuckle!"

The hair ball was dumbfounded, and even forgot to maintain his body shape. With a bang, it turned into a huge plump round and rolled on the ground.

Mao Qiu didn't know that its "experience" was for foreign animals, but these two big geese were poultry.

...

Lin Chou and a group of people were chatting hot in the room, they heard Hou Shan quack, and then a strong wind blew their faces from the kitchen door.

Lin Chou did not even think about it.

"Bang~"

The echo curls up.

Certain mountain: "..."

Shan Ye subconsciously touched his face, eh mom, this time it is finally not Lao Tzu!

Everyone was wondering where Boss Lin got the pot from.

None of them even saw Lin Chou's "pull" action, as if the pot had been in the hands of the black-hearted boss.

Lin Chou murmured,

"The pill... this feels... not right..."

Sure enough, there was a big white goose on the ground, the kind that was twitching.

Two orange soles are up and down.

Well, it took a total of two shots and died.

"..."

Jiang Nan raised a big goose, not a big mountain, and didn't have the ability to take the pot with his face. If Lin Chou subconsciously felt that the hand felt wrong and took some strength, the big goose would have to be turned into a paste on the spot. .

What the hell is this!

Lin Chou went to the back mountain and made a round. Soon, he came back with a dark face with a ball in his hands.

Lin Chou said to Xia Yu enthusiastically while rubbing.

"Xiaoyu, do you like to eat geese?"

What can the little girl say,

"Um...haha..."

The expression can be said to be quite stiff.

Lin Chou carried the geese into the kitchen, and everyone was speechless for a while.

Sikong whispered,

"What do you mean? What's the matter?"

Huang Dashan coughed and said mysteriously.

"I heard that it was delivered by a childhood sweetheart in the alley of Linzi's house, I should feel distressed, hehehe~"

(Sack of balls!)

Shan Ye suddenly felt that the back of his head was chilling, and his heart felt like electricity.

"Fuck it, it's cold..."

Looking back, the cold tyrannosaurus sitting by the window had a cold face, and he was still holding the separated corner of the table.

So here comes the question-

The dog beep system is really cutting corners, what is forever, what is forever, and no one has ever been successful!

No one said anything in the room.

He had to finish his work when he was kneeling, and Shan Ye backhanded his crotch tightly.

"No...then what...actually things are like this!"

"Well, this goose is actually not there yet, and it can't be eaten yet, Lin Chou is going to raise it..."

Leng Han said lightly,

"Raised, and delicious?"

Master Shan got stuck,

"Emmmmmm."

If you say "yes", don't you just sit down as the "childhood sweetheart" you said just now? It is conservatively estimated that he has to hang two rounds and one more pan mold.

Fortunately, the second tiger was here, and after hearing the gourd baby's mother talk about the stubbornness, she said so and so.

After a while, the chill in the small hall did not sting so much.

Shan Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Shaoxia, for your help!"

"Concession."

...

kitchen.

Lin Chou was facing the stripped white goose on the chopping board with a deep expression. To be honest, he felt a little pain.

This big goose is counted according to Yanhuishan’s food and only needs a month’s worth of food.

——How can a goose whose head is broken now?

Sigh, I disrespect this rare and rare ingredient.

This big goose went out into the water and weighed almost nine kilograms. It was very fat.

The picked foie gras and goose gizzards looked shiny, fat and tender, but there was no formed fat on the surface, which was delicate and refreshing.

Heart-and-heart gizzards are essential for cooking goose. Goose without these things has no soul, so Lin Chou has taken care of it and stayed.

"Well, what can I do..."

He has used Qiongqi swan to make blood sauce goose and rolling stone roast goose. It seems that he needs to change the pattern.

"The little girl will definitely prefer the sweet and sour taste, in this case... there is a way that seems more suitable..."

Thinking of this, Lin Chou had an idea in his heart.

Lin Chou bought a special cast iron pot from the system. The pot has a wide mouth but a shallow bottom, which can barely accommodate the height of a goose.

Start the stove and put it on the pot, and under the cool pot, there are thirteen spices in the conventional sense, which are cardamom, amomum, nutmeg, cinnamon, clove, pepper, fennel, woody, angelica, sanna, ginger, dried ginger, etc. .

Although it's not complete, Lin Chou still has it here.

Generally speaking, the ratio of Shisanxiang is roughly 5 parts each of Chinese pepper and anise, 2 parts each of cinnamon, Sannai, Liangjiang, and Angelica dahurica, and 1 part each for the rest.

When cooking poultry, the main emphasis is on nutmeg and cloves.

Just like the fixation of perfume, nutmeg and cloves can'fix' the original flavour of poultry, making it delicious.

The spices in the cast iron pot were about half a pot, and when the fire was dry and smoked, Lin Chou placed the goose on it.

On the one hand it is "baked", on the other hand it is counted as "smoked".

This way of roasting with spices in the pot is more luxurious.

It is said that when certain spices with overseas colors were first introduced to China in the ancient times, some business giants often used huge amounts of spices to wrap a sheep in a container and then set a feast to share with relatives and friends, so that the princes at that time After the king heard about it, he took the opportunity to ransack a group of people and exterminate the clan.

In fact, this is the waste and show off of Chi Guoguo, such roasted lamb — cough cough, who knows, the taste might really be exceptional.

The funny thing is after that.

During the Tang Dynasty, the so-called "ritual sheep" was suddenly popular in the palace for a period of time. The sheep was thickly coated with spice powder, roasted, and distributed to the ministers to eat. The ghost's approach has the same effect.

Well, now this thing occasionally appears at Mingguang's wedding, but the sheep is replaced by a pig.

In a word, can't afford to offend.

The heat of the flame is transmitted to the spices through the bottom of the pot, and the curly smoke of the spices acts on the body of the goose with the rich aroma and heat.

The water in the body of the goose is gradually dried, and the leather shrinks and tightens.

The "fragrance" of poultry-specific oils slowly diverges. To be honest, this "fragrance" does not smell good.

At the beginning, there will be a fishy smell that many people cannot accept, especially ducks and geese, which have a strong smell.

The significance of roasting with spices is to get rid of this fishy smell and leave a rich flavor of thirteen incense on the goose. In fact, because there is no other treatment, the aroma of spices is still very easy to penetrate under such conditions. Go inside the fleshy.

The temperature of the flame on the stove should not be too high. The serious suggestion is that if the temperature cannot be controlled, it is just right to treat it with charcoal that is about to burn out.

For skilled workers like Lin Chou, temperature is no longer a problem.

This kind of roasting requires patience. To see the color of the goose, smell the smell, and listen to the sound of the spice beeping, all the eyes, ears and noses must be online.