Wu Ke’s descendant Wu raised his hand and said with a smile,
"Do you want some neon dragon meat, beef shank and cheek meat? If you want it spicy, I'll give you a bad review if it's not spicy enough!"
This is not Wu's first time here. He has a special liking for neon dragon meat and will order neon dragon every time he comes. However, this combat prodigy has always been unlucky and cannot enjoy the flashy neon skills of others.
Huang Dashan grinned and said,
"It's very spicy. I'm afraid you have some strange misunderstanding about the peppers on Linzi Mountain?"
Wu hummed,
"The peppers here are different? We just like spicy food. In the past, when the resources in Base City were so tight, it was not easy to eat spicy food. In recent years, things have gotten a lot better. Hum, it's just that there are some unscrupulous merchants in Base City.
I can’t bear to add chili pepper, it’s not refreshing.”
Huang Dashan was happy,
"You can order a plate of stewed meat and a plate of stewed chili. You will know which one is more expensive."
Chili is a daily necessity for some people, but for others it is dispensable. The price has always been high.
but...
The peppers here in Lin Chou are basically planted one by one and mutated one by one. It is very promising that there will be different levels of mutated peppers, and the spiciness will come in all kinds of weird ways.
Ever since Huang Dashan joined Yan Huishan, he has never seen a normal person except Erbi dare to say that he is hot and give a bad review here.
Lin Chou admires customers like Wu very much.
"The braised beef tendons and cheeks are stir-fried. It needs to be spicy to be refreshing and flavourful. When the heat of the wok is mixed with the wine and the fire is burning, you will fall asleep with a mouth full of gold and iron!"
Mr. Shan was confused as to whether your topic was beyond my scope of acceptance. I had no knowledge or experience and was unable to respond at the moment.
"What the hell, is this a poem? Is this a poem? Is this what this thing is used for?"
Lin Chou had disgust written all over his face.
In fact, most of his cooking must consider the public taste. Mingguang's climate is close to the mountains and the sea. Although it is hot, it is not stuffy and not too humid. There is not much demand for peppers that can dispel dampness, dissipate cold, promote blood circulation and relieve depression.
Most people's tastes tend to be sweet, sour and salty.
Spicy is definitely not synonymous with Mingguang. If I had to find one, the soy sauce flavor would probably stand out...
Everything can be cooked!
Moreover, Mingguang is so rich in seafood that a stack of soy sauce can be used to dip almost all seafood. Where else can it be more convenient and affordable?
The pot in the kitchen was clanging, and Lin Chou's voice came from inside.
“Chili peppers have different spiciness, different aromas, and different levels of spiciness, so when I fry tendons and beef cheeks, I usually add more than one kind of chili peppers. The ones that enhance the color and aroma are just responsible for the spiciness, and finally the ones that increase the spiciness.
Paired with some fresh and juicy freshly picked green children, it would be perfect.”
A plate of neon dragon meat and a plate of spicy fried beef tendons were quickly placed in front of Wu.
Smokey smoke rises from the plate. Although the beef tendon is heavy in oil and spicy, it is full of flavor but also moist. There is a slight dark yellow scorch mark on the outside and the crystal clear inside. The red and green peppers are scattered at random. The Wu in front of the table
I couldn't sit still at that time.
Don't think about high-end and classy adjectives and praises, they are all nonsense to a big and rough foodie like Wu.
"A bowl of rice...and a box of beer with ice!"
Wu's devouring was accompanied by hissing and haha sounds,
"Damn it, it's so spicy and delicious!"
"Cool!"
After eating a few mouthfuls, he was sweating, his face was red, his mouth was swollen, but Wu was enjoying it.
Huang Dashan swallowed his saliva,
"What a bastard! Linzi, are you sure you didn't use the wrong chili? That numbing chili will make me spit fire after just one bite, okay..."
Lin Chou nodded and said to Wu,
"I made some chili wine a few days ago, do you want to try it?"
“Just try it!”
So Lin Chou dug out a beer bottle buried in the ground from the ground next to the threshold, tore off the layer of oil paper wrapped around the bottle and handed it to Wu.
"Just give me a taste."
Lin Chou rarely drinks alcohol. Even the best wine can't taste any aroma in his mouth. It's almost the same as a dish.
There were two skinny red peppers the size of fingertips soaked in the beer bottle, as well as a small snake. When the wine was poured into the quilt, it didn't have the color of peppers. Instead, it looked a little green, probably the color of snake gallbladder.
Wu heard it,
"The mutated red snake? I'm in for a treat today..."
Lin Chou said,
"The venom and snake gallbladder are all soaked in it. It doesn't take long, just a few days."
The Red Golden Snake is not a mutated venomous snake of the same level, but for the Mingguang people, it is a must-have for soaking in wine. Its venom is fatal even to first- and second-level evolvers. It is no longer than an arm, and can only be as long as the thickness of a finger at most.
, can climb very fast and can jump more than one meter high.
But this little thing has a very vicious character. Its staple food is the rats that eat grain in Mingguang City. Yes, they only like rats that grow up eating grain.
In other words, the red elaphe is the biggest scourge of the Mingguang Meat Farm. Every year, farm workers die because of the red elaphe. If any unlucky farm suffers from a large-scale snake disaster, it may go bankrupt.
Of course, the Red Jinshe Bubble Wine was first developed by the farm workers...
Come on, let’s hurt each other!
After that, people in Mingguang realized how mellow and tonic the wine that came out of the little snake was.
Wu couldn't wait to take a sip of wine,
"Hiss...ha..."
Breathe out a mouth full of heat.
The sweat on Wu's head broke out,
"This wine...damn it...if you drink it in your mouth, it really deserves the description of a warrior and an iron horse...Water...Give me water..."
After a while, this guy said with a loud tongue,
"Boss Lin, may I suggest you only put in one chili pepper? Most people can't stand the spiciness. From the tongue to the stomach, it's like swallowing a ball of fire. Eh..."
Wu's expression was a little strange. He rolled up his trouser legs and took a look.
"this..."
There were round drops of water around Wu's knees. He moved his legs twice and said,
"The joints are hissing with the wind, and feel numb and comfortable."
Wong Tai Shan Road,
"Do you have rheumatoid arthritis? I have seen ordinary people who see Mongolian doctors and drink decoctions, and they will sweat around the joints, but not so fast. Chinese medicine doctors call the ring of water beads as dampness."
Wu Dao,
"Where did I get my rheumatism when I first evolved, but the joints really feel much better. It's like replacing new bearings on the car. It feels brand new."
Leng Han silently provided a very reliable suggestion,
"This wine will sell well in Heichenhai. It will definitely be very good."
Lin Chou didn't care,
"This is ordinary Qingquan Mountain. It's not three-color snake wine or five-color snake wine. It's just for fun. Well, I'll give the recipe to Wen Zhongjiu one day."
Everyone stared at Lin Chou with their eyes widened, as if a halo of great compassion rose behind Lin Chou's head.
"Fuck...who are you...where did you hide us in the forest..."
Lin Chou turned around and entered the kitchen.
mdzz, you can give it to others to drink. If you dare to sell this ordinary wine for money, the dog beep system will spray your handsome boss Lin to the point where he loses his ability to take care of himself the next day.