Doomsday Pavilion

Wu Ke's home, Wu Yan, raised his hand and said with a smile.

"I'll give you a piece of neon dragon meat, do you have any more beef, beef tendons and cheek meat? The kind that is hot, spicy is not dead, give a bad review!"

It’s not the first time Wu Yan has come here. He has a special liking for neon dragon meat. He must order neon dragon every time he comes. However, this combat wizard has always been out of luck and can’t eat the flamboyant neon art of others. .

Huang Dashan grinned,

"It's still hot, I'm afraid you don't have any strange misunderstandings about the peppers on Linzi Mountain, right?"

Wu Yan said,

"The peppers here are different? We just like spicy. When the resources of the base city were so tight, it was not easy to eat some spicy. In recent years, it has been much better. Hum, there are some unscrupulous merchants in the base city. Can't bear to put peppers, it's not good.

Huang Dashan was happy,

"You order a plate of stewed meat and a plate of stewed chili to try. See which one is expensive?"

For some people, pepper is a necessity in life, while for others, it is dispensable. The price remains high.

but...

The peppers here in Lin Chou are basically planted and mutated. It is very hopeful that there will be mutated peppers of the same order. The spicy posture is also full of strange waves.

After Huang Dashan sticks to Yanhuishan, he has not seen any normal person other than Erbi dare to give a bad comment here.

Lin Chou admires such customers as Wu Jia,

"The beef tendons and cheek meat are stir-fried. It needs to be spicy enough to make it tasteful. When the wok is filled with wine and fire, the mouth is full of gold and iron horses dreaming!"

Shan Ye was dumbfounded--Is your topic beyond my acceptance field? I was unable to respond to me without knowledge and experience.

"What's so special about Jin Ge and Iron Horse coming to a dream? It's a poem, isn't it, this thing is used in this way?"

Lin Chou wrote disgustingly on his face.

In fact, most of his cooking has to consider the tastes of the general public. The Mingguang climate is surrounded by mountains and the sea. Although it is hot, it is not stuffy and not too humid. There is not much demand for peppers for dispelling dampness, dispelling cold, promoting blood and relieving depression. The taste of most people is biased towards sweet, sour and salty.

Spicy is definitely not synonymous with Mingguang. If you have to find one, maybe soy sauce can be the only one...

Everything can be sauce!

And Mingguang seafood is so rich, a pile of soy sauce can be used to dip almost all seafood, where is more convenient and affordable?

The pot in the kitchen rang, and Lin Chou’s voice came out from inside.

"The spiciness of chili is different, the aroma is different, and the level of spiciness is different. So when I fry tendons and beef cheeks, I usually put in more than one type of chili. The color-enhancing and flavor-enhancing ones are simply responsible for the spicy ones. It would be great to pair it with a little green kid that has been picked up by fresh water spirits."

A plate of neon dragon meat and a plate of spicy fried beef tendon were quickly placed in front of Wu Yan.

Curly smoke rose from the plate. Although the beef tendons are heavy in oil and spicy, the wok is full of air, but there is no lack of moist feeling. The slightly dark yellow burn marks on the outside and the crystal clear inside, the red and green peppers are scattered, Wu in front of the table Xi couldn't sit still.

Don’t think about adjectives and compliments that are high-end and elegant, they are all nonsense for such a big old foodie like Wu Yan.

"Come on a pot of rice... another case of beer and ice!"

Wu Ha's gorging process was accompanied by a hissing haha ​​sound,

"Fuck, it's so spicy, so fragrant!"

"Cool!"

After taking a few mouthfuls, he was sweating, his face was red and his mouth was swollen, but Wu Yan enjoyed it.

Huang Dashan swallowed his saliva,

"Nima, wicked animal! Linzi, are you sure you used chili peppers? That kind of hot chili peppers will breathe fire after one bite..."

Lin Chou nodded and said to Wu Yan,

"Got some chili wine the other day, try?"

"Try it!"

So Lin Chou pulled out a beer bottle buried in the soil from the ground beside the threshold, tore off the oily paper on the outside of the bottle and handed it to Wu Jia.

"Just taste it for me."

Lin Chou seldom drank, and the best wine could not taste much in his mouth—emmmm, which was almost the same as a dish.

The beer bottle was filled with two finger-bellied red peppers and a small snake. When the wine was poured into the quilt, it didn't have the color of pepper, but looked a little green, probably the color of snake gall.

Wu Yan smelled it,

"Mutated Red Brocade Snake? Have a blessing today..."

Lin Chou said,

"The venom and snake gall are soaked in it. It's not a long time, just a few days."

The Red Brocade Snake is not a mutant snake of the same order, but it is a must for Mingguang people to soak in wine. Its snake venom is deadly even for the first- and second-order evolutionary. It is no longer than the arm, and can only grow as thin as the finger. , Climbing fast can jump more than one meter high.

But this little thing has a fierce personality. The staple food is the rats that eat grain in Mingguang City-yes, they only like rats that grow up on grain.

In other words, the red snake is the biggest scourge of the Mingguang powdered meat farm. Every year, farm workers die from the red snake. If any unlucky farm has a large snake disaster, it may go bankrupt.

Of course, the Red Brocade Snake Wine was first developed by the workers of the farm...

Come on, hurt each other!

After that, Mingguang people knew how mellow the wine that this little snake ran out was.

Wu Yan couldn't wait to take a sip of wine.

"Hi...ha..."

Exhale hot.

The sweat on Wu Yan's head came out,

"This wine... Fuck... Drinking in your mouth really deserves the description of a golden horse and iron horse... Water... Give me water..."

After a while, this guy said with a big tongue,

"Boss Lin, can I suggest that you only put one chili pepper? The average person can't bear it. From tongue to stomach, it's like swallowing a ball of fire, eh..."

Wu Yan's expression was a bit strange, he rolled up his trouser legs and took a look.

"This..."

There was a circle of water droplets around Wu Yan's knees, he moved his legs twice and said,

"This joint is hissing with wind, and it feels much more comfortable."

Huangdashan Road,

"You have rheumatoid arthritis? I have seen ordinary people who go to Mongolian doctors to drink soup and sweat around their joints, but not so quickly. Chinese doctors call that circle of water beads damp poison."

Wu Qian said,

"I am an evolving person from rheumatism, but this joint does feel a lot more comfortable, like a new bearing for the car, it feels completely new."

Leng Han silently provided a very reliable suggestion,

"This wine will sell well in the Black Sea, and it's definitely very good."

Lin Chou didn't care.

"This is ordinary Qingquan Mountain. It's not Sancai Snake Wine or Colorful Snake Wine. I can play with it. Well, someday I will hand over the recipe to Wen Zhongjiu."

Everyone stared at Lin Chou with rounded eyes, as if a circle of compassion rose behind Lin Chou's head.

"Fuck... who are you... where did you hide our forest..."

Lin Chou turned his head and went into the kitchen.

mdzz, it's okay to give someone a drink. If you dare to sell this ordinary wine, the next day the dog beep system can make your handsome boss Lin lose his ability to take care of himself.