The first thousand one hundred and ninety-third chapters
So what does this incident tell us? The grass is naturally prone to being drilled, and a dozen burly men armed from heels to navels may be picked out at any time.
"Hi, why is it Boss Lin..."
"I've already pulled out my three-meter-long big ring knife and you're showing me this?!"
"That's right. Boss Lin, why did you come here? Did you know that you were almost accidentally injured?"
"Um, what kind of fillings are in the wontons?"
"It's stuffed with cabbage and fish," Lin Chou looked at the evolver and said, "Why are you so taboo?"
The expressions of the other evolvers didn't know for a moment whether they should be more ferocious or more ferocious. In short, they were very painful.
The evolver received a lot of violent threats, and he knew that it was not a good idea to say such things at this time, but he still couldn't help but ask,
"What kind of dish is Jiaocai..."
Lin Chou divided the wontons in the big wooden barrel into bowls.
"Jiaocai is water bamboo, also known as wild water bamboo. It's a small one, but it tastes good and has a lot of flavor."
Wild rice mostly grows in rivers and ponds. It has been trademarked because it 'comes out of the mud and does not stain the clear ripples but does not become a lotus', so we can only work elsewhere. The slogan is that it is white, fresh and tender, and it is easy to break.
, is known as a delicate baby, so it is also called "Jiaoer dish".
As for Pucai, Lin Chou uses it to make a lot of things, and everyone has long been used to it.
Probably due to the variety of cattail in Shuizhe near Mingguang, the quality is actually somewhat different from the cattail in Huai'an before the catastrophe.
However, the good environment and excellent water quality have given a basket of aquatic wild vegetables, including cattail and jiaocai, a certain taste. The difference is so subtle that only professional cooks or tasters with tricky tongues can detect it.
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"One chopstick is crispy and tender, and a plate full of fresh carp is fragrant."
Pucai, which is not so delicate, is actually versatile and can be eaten in a variety of ways. Although it looks unattractive, it can taste as noble as Mingchuan Daze.
Lin Chou chose to use fish and coriander to match it, and then served it with chicken soup and skin jelly, making the wonton with a long tail like a ribbon white and transparent from the inside to the outside, and the bowl was dotted with tender green and attractive water celery.
is the only color exception.
After being interrupted, the skill evolvers talked about returning to work but never joked about their hungry stomachs. The big paws that could tear apart tigers and leopards took the big bowl honestly.
"It looks a bit like the chicken fat wontons my mom makes."
"A little more chili pepper, it looks a bit bland..."
"What the hell, isn't it just a refreshing meal? Why don't you drink chili soup when you put something so heavy like chili oil in it?"
"Hey, Lin Chou, why do you always say that making pasta is your weakness? These wontons are wrapped well, just like a little fairy girl in ancient costume floating in the soup..."
"wdnmd, why does this metaphor smell so tragically perverted, boiled fairy?"
Lin Chou happily divided the wontons and squatted down with a bowl in hand, ready to eat.
"The bowl contains paste of chili peppers ground in a stone mortar, and the bottle contains white pepper noodles. You can add a little if you like, but adding too much will take away the flavor."
The two parties, who had completely different perceptions of wontons in clear soup, immediately started fighting.
"Look, Boss Lin said he can steal the flavor!"
"Hey, didn't you see that Boss Lin brought chili and pepper powder here, and he said weird things about not adding chili!"
"Heresy! You have defiled the purity of consommé wontons!"
"With a bad mouth, the wontons in clear soup are as pure as a piece of white paper, just perfect for splashing red chili oil on them. Come on, please be our Chili Noodles Sir!"
"You piece of shit!"
"Shit you!"
When both parties squirted at each other, they really smelled sweet.
Because the oily jelly inside the wontons turns into a rich soup, mixed with the delicious chicken soup on the outside of the wontons, the crispy coriander and cattail vegetables and the tenderness of the fish bloom in your mouth astonishingly.
The red oil enthusiasts will keep the red oil in the bowl in one corner, and before the spiciness has fully spread, they will quickly pick up a wonton and stuff it into their mouths, savoring it carefully.
The clear soup party members picked up a wonton from the bowl with familiarity, and when the red soup party members were not paying attention, they dipped it into the chili bowl and chewed it slowly.
Then, the Red Oil Party and the Clear Soup Party met and lost their grudges... Bah... they smiled at each other and lost their grudges.
"It's really delicious!" Huang Dashan put down the bowl reluctantly.
This guy is like a pig who swallows ginseng fruit. No matter what he eats, no matter how many people he eats with at the same time, he is always the first to put down his chopsticks and lick the bowl.
"When I lived in the wilderness, no matter how bad the barbecue was, I never thought I would eat grass one day... I even thought grass was quite delicious..."
"You, Mr. Shan, and I have always believed that wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat," Mr. Shan said, "This is the kind, not the black-and-white guy that Lin Chou kept in captivity."
"Eating meat is the most original purpose of living in the wilderness, but after making enough money, I came back to eat grass..."
An evolutionist squatted in the crowd and secretly glanced at the distance between the two.
"However, the fact is that Mr. Shan has not earned enough money. He is still a poor man and has to earn food rations by licking the Queen's plate..."
Huang Dashan: "???"
Everyone was talking,
"Hey, I'm afraid the money I earn isn't enough for the wear and tear on my waist."
"I can't believe that even Shan Ye has fallen. Shan Ye was not like this in the past. He spent three days squatting in cow dung for a black mountain wild boar, but his ambition was worn away by the wind, snow, and moon."
"You heard it in human language. What is romantic? It has obviously been worn away together with the kidneys, and it has been ground into dregs."
"Thinking about it this way, it turns out that Boss Lin is the true love, right? He is trying different ways to make up Mr. Shan's waist all day long. I'll go with that tiger whip and beef whip stew in front of him. It tastes like murder, okay?"
"That's right, who can bear the taste if it's not true love..."
"I heard that Boss Lin's next dish is lamb kidneys stewed with leeks... I just didn't catch a suitable high-level sheep..."
The voices of these guys are getting softer and quieter, and the topics they talk about are becoming more and more despicable.
We are all evolvers, how can anyone's ears be any worse than the other's?
Two vicious dogs stood there clenching their fists loudly.
Lin Chou twisted his neck and asked,
"You first?"
Huang Dashan twisted his neck and said politely,
"Why don't you come!"
The two of them twisted their necks and said in unison,
"Then let's go together."
Perhaps 80% of the core elements that make human progress are harmony and unity. This process is usually completed step by step and in batches by getting together, reaching a consensus, and reaching an agreement. Everything that happens before the world can make the same sound.
The inconsistent sounds can be understood as small forks in the road passed by in the process of human progress, which can be summarized in history textbooks with as few as three or four words or as many as one sentence without the use of punctuation.
Not counting Huang Dashan, just considering Lin Chou, everyone felt that they were destined to be beaten.
"Um?"
"Eh...wait..."
"There's movement!!"
"Is that thing coming?"
"Shh... don't make any noise..."
Lin Chou looked towards the other side of the mountain stream with a worried expression.
Sometimes the mood strikes, no matter what kind of abnormal mood it is, it is not allowed to be disturbed casually.
"What the hell is that..."
Lin Chou saw a pair of huge golden eyes on the other side of the mountain stream, as if they were wearing contact lenses.