Doomsday Pavilion

If it is under normal circumstances, it is difficult for you to describe the "freshness" of a terrestrial organism with the freshness of fish and seafood, because they are almost completely different concepts, the gap between fresh and fresh It can even be greater than the gap between humans and dogs-if it is easier to understand and more fashionable to say that.

However, today's manticore tail is clearly an outlier that breaks the norm, and is a well-deserved protagonist.

If you have to use one thing to make an analogy, Shan Ye feels that the meat of this manticore tail is very similar to the lobster, the red-shelled centipede that I ate before, and the meat of some scorpions, but it is more chewy and biting. .

The feeling of full dipping in the mouth and blooming in the mouth is completely different from the fleshy quality of the terrestrial creatures. If this thing is not a dog head that was hammered by Shan Ye himself, Huang Dashan would even suspect that it is actually a giant insect or There is a very special hard shell seafood.

"Or maybe I can taste the big poisonous scorpion next time?"

Lord Shan's eyes moved back and forth between the processed manticore tail shells on Lin Chou's chopping board and the fleshy substance on the plate-in the opinion of someone in Yishan, he was hungry to the point of belching cold. At the right time, I had to choose certain insects and the like as food.

At just that moment of thought, certain long-established "self-esteem" and "habits" are like house beams that have been eaten away by termites, and they instantly crumble into a dregs.

Lin Chou is an unusually determined traditionalist. To use an analogy, Lin Chou is almost the kind of person who puts the words "high-end ingredients often only need simple cooking barabara" into the bones.

So his first choice must be that small plate of tailed sashimi.

The manticore is not a sheep. The tail is from the tip to the end. There is no half silk of fat. The crystal clear meat can not see the oil, but when you touch it with your fingertips during handling, there will be a thin film of operating oil on your fingers. on.

Moreover, the tip structure of the manticore tail can be described with a refreshing style. The meat in the middle part is the same as the other parts, and the surface is covered with a layer of half-centimeter thick, very soft and brittle bone.

"So that's why you cut a manticore tail into orange pieces?" Shan Ye looked defiant.

Lin Chou: "..."

Well, fortunately, I didn't cut it directly into rings, otherwise Huang Dashan would definitely have more trash talkers.

Lin Chou twisted a piece of the same smoky manticore tail sashimi and put it in his mouth without any seasoning.

"I just touched these crispy bones carefully, and found that they are not as hard as I thought. With this cutting method, the ratio of crispy bones to gravy can be controlled at about four to one. It should be quite suitable for raw sashimi. Proportion...click...hmmm~"

When the brittle bones break in the mouth, they make a soft sound. In the fleshy part, the fresh gravy is really infiltrated like the juice in the orange petals.

The taste is not like juice, but more similar to the thick and delicate oil. The extreme freshness accompanied by a little wine and the sweetness after smoky gives Lin Chou a feeling of deep communication with marshmallows. It's a kind of wandering relaxation, but after only a second, it becomes nerve-tight...

"Oh, it's fresh, it's a bit on the top~"

"Right!" Huang Dashan said, "It really means the sharpness and thoroughness of seafood."

Lin Chou nodded,

"Well, it's even a bit like chewing a large piece of plump scallop scallops. The delicious content is like ocean tide. The tide rises and falls frequently, washing every taste bud."

"Tsk, it's just that you have a lot of sour words, do you want to write a poem on the spot, Boss Lin? Who is that? Cao Zhi? People can write a poem in seven steps of cooking beans~"

Lin Chou:???

Although I really don’t know if your allusion is used correctly, I think you curse me because you are definitely sitting down!

Lin Chou pointed his chopsticks to the sashimi plate,

"Master Shan, you should really try this. Right away, oh, the whole manticore tail has a very special and magical deliciousness. It is as delicate and substantive as cream. Well, I can't describe it. Come out, what should I say, it's like the scent of butter popcorn that you smelled in the alley when you were young, like the first bunch of food stalls in your life, like the big chicken thigh after moving bricks all day , It's amazing."

Master Shan swallowed a big mouthful of water with a grunt.

"Speaking of the forest, your description should be very beautiful, it sounds like a dangerous smell in it, saying that you have really removed the toxins, huh? Are you sure? That stuff is neurotoxin and The double combination of blood toxins! Dangerous thief!"

What am I...

If it weren't for the raw materials brought by the Lord Shan, Lin Chou said that he would give the goods a hammer on the spot. That would be so annoying!

"Ahem..."

Huang Dashan said that he was a little embarrassed.

"Well, don't get me wrong, I don't mean that, don't think about it... well..."

"roll!"

"Can I walk with the plate?"

"..."

No matter what, the ultimate experience of Manticore Tail, Boss Lin is afraid that he will never forget it in his life.

Food and taste are not only a kind of heritage, but also the deepest one that can be engraved into the bones.

Huang Dashan was chewing on the crispy bones, and his mouth started to keep on "Mmm" again.

Anyway, this time, I didn't show a few scumbags for the sake of face, otherwise Lin Chou would feel that the temperament of this guy is probably because the dog beep system has turned into an entity.

"Beautiful~"

Huang Dashan said that after seeing the two shallow pans as clean as they were licked by a dog, he finally finally cast his covetous and greedy eyes on the pot of stewed manticore tails.

A large piece of manticore tail is like a beautiful cake or pudding lying in the thick and warm soup, slowly exuding a plump meaty smell.

"Linzi, have you noticed that manticore tails feel completely different when they are raw and when they are mature."

"I found out early. I saw the soup color. I didn't see a trace of oil stars. But the taste of this meat, just smell it and feel that calories are absolutely exploded, and it is not black powder, it is an explosion of TNT level.

The mature manticore tail does not look like the color slowly dipped in the soup, the new pink color seems to seep out from the fleshy center, even the traces of infiltration are very obvious.

"Really, you see, this color should come out of something radial like blood vessels and veins. The traces are here, it's obvious."

After hearing this, Lord Shan swallowed again.

"I suddenly felt that I was still a little afraid of death..."

"go away."