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Pheasant is an ingredient that is particularly worth looking forward to and should be taken seriously. Since ancient times, there have been many famous chefs and diners... Oh... Or we can be very hypocritical and call "diners" "literati and poets". Wouldn't it look like this?
More stylish?
All in all, it can be said to be highly sought after.
From pheasants to flying dragons, time and space cannot stop the fussy tongues of these great foodie empires that have gone through many vicissitudes and have never lost their inheritance.
Throughout the ages, people have been diligently pursuing the flavors and abilities derived from the ocean, land and sky, which are never an excuse to offend their tongues and stomachs - the "yield" of "their" is.
Even if he eats you to the point of being endangered every minute, it can’t be considered a threat, right? There are examples of people being eaten into textbooks!
For example, our Lord Wei has implemented this spirit so thoroughly that he has even pursued a handsome young man weighing 180 pounds at the first level to nearly half a ton at the sixth level. This persistence is as heavy as his weight.
It’s so awe-inspiring that it’s impossible to refute.
This is a pure heir to the empire!
Let’s talk about the Prince Huang Dashan in front of us.
Huang Dashan's breed...uh...bloodline...uh...in short, it's obviously not very pure, and he seems to be very prejudiced against this dark soy sauce.
This guy crooked his mouth and shook a piece of chicken on his chopsticks so hard that it almost reached the sky - but the soy sauce on it was obviously unwilling to leave the embrace of the tissue. It was obviously very thin but very persistent. He mixed the chicken and chicken skin.
Dyeed with two completely different levels of bronze, smoked or honey-baked.
The orange-yellow chicken skin has translucent fat, and the steaming heat creates an addictive aroma from the inside out. When mixed with soy sauce and scallion oil, the aroma is instantly elevated to a higher level.
The texture of young pheasant meat is single and pure. They have not left their mother's arms for a long time, and their feeding ability and range are very limited.
The food source is single, mostly feeding on various insects found in the forest. Under this living condition, the aroma of the pheasant meat is naturally not too complex, and it has an incredibly fresh and tender texture.
The skin moves along with the meat, and the pheasant meat is really almost falling into pieces under the rough shaking of Huang Dashan.
Huang Dashan finally shook enough and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Eh??"
His expression was surprised and his eyebrows were dancing.
Just when everyone thought this guy was going to give an impassioned speech, there was just no movement - from everyone's perspective, all they could see was the smooth back of his head twitching rhythmically, and you didn't even have to look at the front to tell.
He chewed very hard.
Several people couldn't help but cursed in their hearts.
Even if you beep "It smells so good", it won't make you... really panic.
Fatty Yuan is the second one,
"The chicken... looks... undercooked..."
Fatty Yuan said that, but he secretly swallowed his saliva more than once or twice.
The skin color of the little pheasant is absolutely beautiful. Fatty Yuan can swear that this translucent golden color is almost the most natural and appetizing color he has ever seen in his life.
The muscles underneath are as white as paper, with no formed fat at all. At most, it is just a thin layer of fat veins, with a clear structure like geological layers, and the meat fibers are filled with warm gravy.
The lower layer of chicken looks a bit "shocking".
The meat attached to the bones and the cross-sections of the severed bones were filled with a bright red color.
Well, let’s not talk about myoglobin at this time.
This is chicken - and it's pheasant.
The blind old man suddenly said,
"The meat is cooked and the bones are not. This is the real essence."
"The meat at the edge of the bone is the most delicious, juiciest and most tender part. The inside and outside are cooked just right to reach the bone layer. The bone is still red but the meat is already cooked. This requires very precise control and time.
Once you have control, Boy Lin is very powerful."
The old man stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth and looked at Lin Chou with his empty eye sockets.
——I don’t know why, but Lin Chou feels a little cold all over.
This guy who has no eyes and can see the whole world clearly is actually a bit supernatural and seriously inconsistent with our classification...
Lin Chou also tasted it himself.
Fresh and tender, the chicken skin is crispy and the meat is elastic.
"Well, we haven't compromised our craftsmanship~"
In fact, for the vast majority of people present, this seemingly harsh maturity is completely acceptable.
As long as the meat is just right, not too much and not left raw, no one will care about the bones. What you eat is meat but not bones.
The bones are so hot that they are about to break, which preserves the delicious taste of the chicken to the maximum extent. Pheasant is much more expensive than domestic chicken. If it is a little overcooked, the meat of the pheasant will be burnt.
Lin Chou had heard of some bastard who fed him poisonous chicken soup:
People, you can't go too far, otherwise even the most familiar relationships will become stiff in the end.
Come on, come on, Lin will do it first as a courtesy.
"Eating vegetables, what are you doing in a daze?"
"Eat eat eat..."
"Hey Master Shan, don't just eat it for yourself. Where did you throw that little braid of yours? It was still there just now."
"I don't know where I'm going crazy...wait! Leave me one wing!"
"I'll save a piece of shit for you~" The blind old man happily chewed half of a wing and said, "Boy Lin, if I can put my dragon-tiger fight on the agenda tomorrow, I'm going back now.
"
Lin Chou scratched his head,
"Well, no problem. Isn't there something that has delayed me? If you don't make money, then you are a fool."
The blind old man was cheerful,
"If you really like money, our coastal defense line can pay with standard source crystals. Are you interested? Do you want to go?"
Lin Chou: "..."
Well, actually we prefer the circulation point, but this thing is more practical.
Huang Dashan said,
"Hey, Lin Zi, I said you got such a big half-crocodile dragon back, when are you going to stew it?"
A group of people's eyes were very bright, and they ate the food in the bowl without forgetting about the food in the pot.
"Yes, yes, when will it be stewed?"
"You don't want to raise fat people to sell more meat. Boss Lin, let me tell you this is unrealistic. You can always create a strange beast like a half-crocodile dragon, but you can eat a lot and still not gain any meat!"
"Yeah, I won't lie to you!"
Lin Chou thought for a while,
"It's not impossible..."
The little comrade in the animal pen has a good bloodline, and if the feed grade is higher, he can mass-produce rare-grade ingredients such as half-crocodile dragon meat.
Make money, make money, make money.
Lin Chou suddenly felt a little better,
"Well, while everyone is eating, I have to check the quality of the smoked pig. It's time to turn it over." (To be continued)