Doomsday Pavilion

"Let me take a bite of this mussel..." said the warlock.

Looking at the pot of green wild vegetables in the pot, although the green is very attractive, the warlock did not think that this method can be delicious.

The shepherd’s purse with a bunch of white and fat rhizomes attached under the leaves looks surprisingly good. After dipping it in water twice to make sure it has all kinds of words that hope is used for good taste. , Put it in your mouth.

"Ok?"

The well-mixed spicy water is tasted at first, and the strong and stimulating aromatic substance of Mujiangzi immediately occupied the mouth, giving the taster a layer of refreshing base flavor, and then the spiciness bloomed with refreshing. With a hint of sweet shepherd's purse, it is refreshing and crunchy.

Huang Dashan asked jokingly,

"how about it?"

"You wait..."

Uncle Warlock decisively gave up dipping in water, and instead picked up a chopstick nettle and put it in his mouth.

Although the young nettle leaves were rolled by water, they still seemed to retain the fine hairs on the leaves. When they touched the tip of the tongue, the tactile sensation became more pronounced. Initially, they felt a little rough and astringent, but chewed slightly. It was changed to silky smooth-this is too contradictory.

The fresh nettle is like a girl who comes with a scent of mountains and wilds. Without holding an umbrella, she walks slowly. It is clear in the cold rain of early spring. The slight bitterness and jerky are the finishing touches. .

"Huh? Didn't you just ate a vegetable leaf without oil and salt? I have opened a small theater?"

To have expectations is tantamount to fantasy.

Uncle Warlock was probably interfered by Huang Dashan...

Chatting,

"Not bad!"

The warlock just killed a whole piece of beef steak. Even if it was placed in the stomach of the evolutionary, it was not so easy to digest. There were mussels to relieve the greasy, and he felt that his whole person became refreshed. A good guy who lives and lives, and even eats another ton.

A long piece of shepherd’s purse was passed in the bowl of spicy water with water mould beans, "sucked~", Shan Ye sucked it into his mouth like sucking noodles.

"Cool!"

"It’s been a long time since I had this taste, you know, it’s strange to say that at that time everyone was trying to understand Tao’s fat elbow so that they served a mussel at the end. There are only the taste of mussels and spicy water. You let me say, now I only know that the big elbow in my memory is delicious, but I can't remember how it is delicious and what it tastes like."

"Well," Lin Chou was holding a bitter bamboo shoot with fermented wine and biting, "I also have this feeling. I have always been in the small shop in that alley at home. I can still eat and wear warmly. I occasionally spend a year. There are even a few circulation points in his hand. My dad’s craftsmanship is very good, but well..."

"Occasionally there will be an aunt in the alley who carries a pole and sells small wontons. The small wontons are pinched like tadpoles, with bean-sized fillings inside. I can taste shrimp, pork, chicken and a A little bit of cilantro, the tail is long, translucent, and the wonton itself is only a tiny finger belly, not counting the tail. At that time, 1 circulation point is enough to eat several times, and the remaining times will be given by the aunt In the account, I basically eat it the next time she comes. It is delicious, especially delicious. It feels hundreds of times better than our old man’s craftsmanship. As a result, that bowl of wonton soup, I still have Can't learn that taste."

Lin Chou picked up a bamboo shoot again.

Peeled, the green and translucent white bamboo shoots are Microsoft, but they retain a certain degree of tenacity and can be bent over 90 degrees without breaking. The sweet rice wine lees seems to make the texture of the bamboo shoots loose and transparent. Yes, the sweet rice wine mixed with the juice of the bamboo shoot itself spreads in the mouth, and the wine is dim.

"That's what it means," Huang Dashan said. "At that time, I felt that everything was good to eat. Now when I go back and look for it, I can find it just like I found the memory fragments. broken."

"Try the blue abalone. It is recommended to eat cooked slices first. Both cooked slices and raw and cooked abalone liver sauce can be dipped in. I think the raw slices are best dipped in raw sauce."

"Have you done this before?"

"Slightly changed the same seasoning."

"Oh..."

The taste of the blue abalone is actually very amazing. The blue abalone weighing 3 kg is completely sliced ​​by Lin Chou into a palm-sized sheet that can transmit light.

Lin Mei said,

"Abalone is a very strange thing. It doesn't take enough time to cook. It is hard like a stone. I just cooked the blue abalone slightly and it will be cooked through. So sliced ​​into such thin slices, it will only be crispy but not Hard, taste everything."

"Oh huh~" Uncle Warlock changed his expression pack again. "I like this cooked abalone liver sauce. It has a rustling feeling when it eats. The salty egg yolk feels like a sandy salty egg yolk. It feels like foie gras when it reaches the mouth. , Rich and smooth, compared with the sauce, the meat quality of blue abalone is not that important."

Lin Chou said,

"In short, I like a little more raw abalone. The abalone liver sauce is also the best raw. I add a little bit of raw egg liquid in it. It should taste better than the last time--well, it's not bad."

The uncle Warlock's mouth was full of rumblings, but he couldn't delay his speech at all. Anyway, this guy doesn't need a mouth to speak at all. As we all know, the main function of the mouth is to balance the five senses and make them look more coordinated.

Of course, the mouth is not necessarily used for eating. If the Uncle Warlock is willing, he can put food in any part of the body with or without holes, and it will not leak sideways at all.

"Don’t you just eat a fresh word for seafood? The cooked abalone liver sauce should not be as good as raw sauce, but I just like it. The taste is great. It feels... how do I say it? When eating Bawang’s meal in Bafanglou, it’s flame foie gras. This texture has the nobility of foie gras. Just by looking at eating a little bit, you can see that this is an expensive dish—it doesn’t taste. So important, the important thing is that it makes me feel rich and advanced."

Huang Dashan Lin Sorrow: "???"

Really? You can feel superior after eating a meal?How did this poor child become poor before?!

Everyone has done psychological construction for the poor master warlock——

But I never expected that the uncle Warlock himself didn't have psychological construction. I'm afraid it has become a mental illness.

The warlock is still complacent,

"Oh, you said that if I made Xiaobawang's idea a reality earlier, would I have become rich a long time ago? This is called life, this is called life! What are the days I have lived before!"