Doomsday Pavilion

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It was midnight, and the shouts of the old Zhao and the blind old man in front could still shook the mountains and the mountains behind them, and the uncle Warlock didn’t know which way he was fascinated, so he began to sing in the crying voice of the old wand, what “meow together” "Meow Meow" is very interested.

If it weren't for the fight, Lin Chou could really use a shovel to pull these guys into silly beeps.

Wu Ke poked Lin Chou with his elbow.

"Brother Sorrow, Brother Sorrow, Uncle Warlock will get drunk too?!"

Listening carefully with his ears sideways, Boss Lin’s liver was trembling.

"Uh... if it's just this voice... it looks like it will..."

Wu Ke uttered, muttered,

"What do you think this ghost will become if he drinks too much?"

Su Yourong's sorrowful and mournful eyes were thrown to Wu Ke,

"484 silly, it must be a drunkard!"

"..."

At this moment, the fire surrounded by piles of stones gradually changed from a raging fire to a dull color, and a semi-burnt leg of lamb was thrown on it. It was so smooth that there was no trace of meat, and occasionally babbled. There are several grease noises.

Wu Ke rubbed his stomach and said,

"Brother Chou, your hazel chicken is delicious. How can I think that the more I eat, the more hungry I get?"

Most of the leg of lamb just got into the belly of the croissant-hehe, Wu Ke couldn't beat him.

Lin Chou smiled and said,

"It's late at night. So many of us have only eaten so much. It's weird to be full... There is also a mountain catfish buried under the fire. It's buried deep. It should be already It's done, dig it."

The mountain catfish was buried by Lin Chou before he piled the rocks. It was covered with sand and river mud, to be less to say, twenty to thirty centimeters thick. It was not so much grilled, it was steamed, and the fish was dug out. The leaves of the plantain are all green with water drops.

Su Yourong said doubtfully,

"Master, this fish...how does it look different from the one I've eaten before? And it's a bit too big..."

There are several species of mountain catfish in the back mountains, all of which are relatively rare and large. This thing is not very active and prefers to stay in shallow or cold water like mountain streams. The whole body is very flat, especially the mouth, which looks exactly like The two dustpans are put together.

As for the rarer reasons, they can only be attributed to them.

Mountain catfish has a particularly fierce temperament. If a mountain catfish appears in the stagnant water of a pond, the end result is often that it will eat up other fish, and then starve itself to death.

This fierceness is also manifested in the running water stream. If the number of mountain catfish in this stream exceeds a certain limit, the mountain catfish itself will be the first to notice it, and they will immediately enter the self-cleaning mode, and the big mountain catfish madly hunts down the small catfish. The mountain catfish killed them and swallowed them until they felt that the other "food" in the stream was enough to share with their clan.

This habit and eating habits are so intense that even in such a resource-rich place as the mountain stream after the Yanhui Mountain, there are not too many mountain catfishes.

This particular mountain catfish has a little black-blue mottling. Before the catastrophe, it was almost only produced in the marshes of the Jiansanjiang River Basin and parts of the Waixingan Mountains. The local price is based on more detailed three to four categories. 80-120 and 200-900 yuan per catty can be regarded as more expensive fish.

It also has a rather weird nickname. People in some areas of the Sanjiang River Basin seem to be willing to call them "Luyazi" because they like to stay under or on the edge of the key waterway with dense vegetation in the swamp, against the current. Waiting for the small fishes, shrimps, Hashma, etc. to get into the mouth.

In the soup where a flat fish gathers on the banana leaves, the widest part of the fish body is even more than 20 centimeters. The thick skin of the fish is filled with bright oil, without a bit of earthy smell.

After piercing the skin with chopsticks, the gravy continued to gush under the skin, and the tender and white fish meat was particularly vivid.

Wu Ke was convinced after only one bite.

"I rub...Is this really a freshwater fish?"

Lin Chou smiled and said,

"Of course it is a freshwater fish. I heard that when there were a lot of things, it could be sold at the same price as the cricket cricket, which is the northeast black prawn. In ancient times, Jinren had a very powerful dish.㸆The fish oil is used to deep-fry the hasshma with meat paste?"

Everyone can't imagine the taste of "toad" fried with fish, but it doesn't affect the taste of the big guy.

The fish soup flowing on banana leaves is the most popular. The soup is served before the fish meat has a few chopsticks.

The fish oil has a special taste and is not too greasy. On the contrary, it is slightly refreshing. After mixing with the fish soup steamed from banana leaves, it is mellow and sweet, which almost caused everyone to quarrel again.

Lin Chou sips the boiling hot fish soup,

"Hey, why don't you eat croissants?"

Lin Chou had personally seen the appetite of croissant braids. This ration was simply not enough to fill her stomach. Could it be because it didn't suit her appetite?

Sheep braid pouted aggrievedly,

"You are not good to me, I want to tell A-niang to go!"

Lin Chou: "???"

The croissant hummed,

"I don't eat this kind of fish, it's so ugly! I want to eat fish from the sea! I want to eat ice fish sashimi cold soaked rice!"

Lin Chou searched in his mind for a long time before asking ignorantly.

"What is ice fish raw crushed cold rice?"

Lin Chou knows the chapao rice, not only knows that he has made it, but this ice fish raw crushed chapao rice...

Uh... it's definitely not in the regular recipe, right?

Sheep braid: "Barabala, Barabala~"

The little girl spoke very fast, and it took Lin Chou for a long time to understand it—this is the same thing as the "Ghost Knife Technique", and it is also a beep station cuisine that the little girl with croissants understands.

God knows what historical data this little girl is studying before the cataclysm, and the Queen of the Night does not care?

Does the research direction of the little girl mean a little astray?

But it is hard to say that Lin Chou can be regarded as a village-level chef that exceeds international standards, and he can just listen to this kind of thing, and sprinkle water with his hands.

"Well, ice fish raw and cold rice, right? How about red golden eye bream? I tell you this fish is old and precious..."

"No!!"

The croissant pouted and yawned and said,

"I usually eat red meat fish, don't eat white meat fish."

What's wrong with this dead boy?Let's do something!

Wu Ke stabbed Lin Chou with his arm again.

"Hey, buddy, this little girl is having trouble. Little children are like this. If you let her eat well, she probably should go to bed.

Lin Chou blinked,

"What is a nausea? How do you know so much!"

Wu Ke thought for a while, hesitated,

"Maybe because I am a senior elder single dog?"

Lin Chou: "..."

What's all this mess, then how do you, a single dog, know so much about feeding a baby?

Lin Chou glanced at the croissant which yawned and was still puffed up, had to get up.

"Wait and wait, just give me ten minutes."

Boss Lin ran to the back mountain in a hurry, his back bleak.

Big breasted sister and You Rong muttered,

"Wow, I feel that the wet tiger is very suitable for coaxing children!"

"The boss is really talented, really patient, anyway... I can't bear it..."

Wu Ke interrupted,

"I said, you won't help?"

Have a tongue,

"Slightly..."

Help throw the plate or help make trouble?

After a while, Lin Chou came back carrying a bunch of things.

Wu Ke was shocked.

"I'm going to worry, brother, you can't make a dish, what's all this and what... I'll see..."

"What a big fish!"

"Kelp? Soy sauce cream?"

"What's this... It's so fishy... Is this blood?"

"I know this, this is wasabi."

The bonito with thin ice beads hanging on Lin Chou’s back is placed on the freshly picked banana leaves. The huge bonito is as fat as a seal. The tight skin is pale blue, and the smell is fresh and unpredictable. More fishy smell.

This juvenile bonito, which is more than one meter long, was transported from the sea with its internal organs and blood contained, and has been stored in an underground cold storage.

The quality of bonito is not comparable to the tuna that some guys love to eat in Mingguang, and even some kinds of salmon are not comparable. It is a red-meat fish with a strong fish taste. Lin Chou really doesn't use it very often.

Su Yourong said,

"I know this fish, sashimi is still delicious, especially when it comes with soy sauce water made from cod liver and fish soup."

Lin Chou cut off the fish's head with a stab, and glanced at Su Yourong.

"Yo, not bad, my good disciple still knows a little bit!"

Su Yourong raised his head,

"That's~"

Don't think she can do it, but she can eat it.

The delicacy of mountains and seas, the Su family will never spare a lot of care for this talented business woman who has supported the Su family.

In addition to the mustard and wasabi, Mingguang people prefer "raw soup made from raw food", which is naturally divided into sweet party and salty party.

Sweet Dang’s favorite is this so-called "soy sauce water." The most frequent place for soy sauce water should be the beef table in the Chaoshan area before the catastrophe. The locals like to use dried radishes, old spring onions and soy sauce pots with salt and sugar. After being stewed and boiled, it is used to rinse meat and cook fish. The taste is simple and pure, with rich and mellow flavor.

Mingguang people prefer to use this soy sauce to stew the fish liver and fish bones, boil it into a thick soup and let it cool, and use it as a dipping sauce with sashimi for eating.

While he was speaking, Lin Chou had already turned a bonito into a fish cube of equal size from the reddest fleshy part of the spine.

"Master, what did you just put in the fish?"

"It's just a little wild onion, oh, and shepherd's purse root."

"What about this pepper?"

"Cough, let it go..."

"Master, are you afraid of us stealing lessons?"

"..."

Fish head, fish tail, fish bone, fish liver and soy sauce water were tumbling in the pot, and dense large bubbles appeared due to the addition of sugar.

In the other pot, the katsuobushi and kelp roots were simmered from the dried bonito for many times, with a little clam juice and lemon leaves added, and there seemed to be some other things floating up and down.

After the soy sauce water was simmered, Lin Chou found a pile of ice cubes and sat the basin on it. After cooling, it was mixed with the minced fish and stirred, and then iced with ice cubes.

Sheep braid seemed to have completely gotten rid of his sleepiness, staring at Lin Chou's movements with piercing eyes.

The little girl said,

"Now, soup, that soup should be cold too..."

"I know, I know."

Not only was it cold, Lin Chou also added ice cubes to the Japanese-style broth stewed with kombu and kelp posing as kelp after cooling.

A bowl of warm rice, covered with minced bonito, topped with cold broth.

Sprinkle flowers, ah no, sprinkle green onions.

"Now, try if it tastes like this."

Big breasted sister and Su Yourong looked at each other, is this really edible?

Wu Ke has been swallowing saliva, not greedy, but frightened.

"I'm Liao Fu...This stuff is too fierce... Isn't it raw dumplings stuffed bibimbap..."

It is raw bonito, the rice is cold, and the soup is iced.

Didn’t I say that you Luanshan people have grown iron stomachs or something?Why are you so good?

Sheep braid: "Ah oh oh oh so many times ah ah~"

Wu Ke retired,

"Farewell for my incompetence!"

Lin Chou carried several other bowls of croissant braids and named it Dongdong of "ice fish raw crushed cold rice",

"Do you eat?"

Su Yourong's head shook into a rattle.

Lin Chou looked at Wu Ke, who panicked.

"Uh, I don't eat haha, I have a bad waist, don't make trouble...Ah no, I have a bad stomach..."

Lin Chou silently grilled rice,

"Huh...huh? The taste is actually pretty good, don't you really try?"

Lin Chou hadn't finished speaking yet, the adult Kungun behind the big breasted sister had already swallowed the bowl.

"..."

It really serves food.

After Lin Chou tried it, he felt that it was actually okay, not as natural as he thought.

The minced bonito is rich in fat and delicious, and it has some sweetness of soy sauce water, so that it feels fresh and sweet after a bite. The cold soup makes the whole mouth instantly cool.

After that, the mouth was completely cold with fish and soup, the teeth trembled slightly, but the body was sweating, and the hairs were standing up.

Of course, the fish itself still has the smell, but if you eat it, people who like this bite will find it very wild and comfortable.

The croissant was sipping the soup,

"This soup is delicious. It tastes better than the soup made by the mother. It tastes different. What did you put in?"

Lin Chou gave the soup in the pot,

"Here, the Red Devil Shrimp and the stolen wild tea match well."

The croissant nodded repeatedly,

"Cold rice has become tea rice!"

It was very refreshing to eat in one big and one small, Wu Ke and Yourong were very angry.

"Brother Chou... are you really good like this..."

"Wet Tiger..."

Lin Chou sighed and put down his job.

"Okay, OK, I see, isn't this thinking of you?"

Wu Ke pointed to the cut bonito,

"Eat sashimi? I..."

Lin Chou looked weird and smiled, holding the bowl of very fishy blood.

"How is this."

Wu Ke: "???"

Su Yourong: "!!!"

Lin Chou sighed and murmured.

"You don't know how to measure, this is a good thing, and the real good thing knows how to cut it."

Wu Ke was speechless,

"Brother Chou, I came from a scientific research institute. I am short-sighted in studying, but you can't fool me..."

Big breasted sister leaned over and sniffed,

"This is... deer blood, right?"

"Yo!" Lin Chou gave a thumbs up, "Big-breasted sister, can you tell by smelling it?"

Chizhina,

"Uh... before we used deer blood to sacrifice to Lord Blood God... so we are more familiar with the taste..."