When the golden fish bones are taken out of the pot and placed on a plate, the sound of the porcelain plate clinking is probably the most perfect explanation of the crispiness of the fish bones.
Arrange the perilla leaves wrapped in flour on a plate together, sprinkle with pepper and salt while they are still hot, and put the chili pepper and cumin powder on a separate small plate next to it.
"Taste it?"
Lin Chou and Wu Ke squatted in the kitchen like two cats stealing food, holding a fish bone in each hand.
"Click~"
I have to say, this thing is really a unique delicacy.
The fish bones are crispy and fragrant. When chewed, the freshness of the swordfish and the slight aroma of the perilla linger in the mouth. They are like a loving couple who are about to be slaughtered and eaten dry. They live in the same nest and die together.
hole.
Wu Ke chewed big mouthfuls while thinking happily——
Look at you!
Learn more from me!
Doesn’t it smell good when a torch is used to spread the fire?
Why die for love when you can live a good life?
"Hey...wait a minute...if I eat a fried fish bone for Mao, I can think of committing suicide...Qiu...Qiu's sack...Brother Chou, did I just say what I was thinking...
"
"Um,"
Lin Chou glanced at him,
"I've been listening to you mumbling for a long time. Do you need me to repeat it to you and write down my thoughts after listening to it?"
"No, no need to say goodbye!"
"I have to say," Lin Chou affirmed Wu Ke's ability to associate, "your style of choosing words and making sentences seems completely inconsistent with your status as a scientific researcher. Your imagination is too big, and you are still a science student in the era of catastrophe.
Does everyone have this skill?"
"..."
Lin Chou twisted some cumin and chili powder and sprinkled it on the fish bones.
"Click~"
"hiss..."
Wow, these devil peppers are really a time bomb. They mutate one by one. Even Lin Chou can't figure out which one is more spicy and which one is more wild.
However, the combination of dry red chili powder and cumin tastes really addictive. The spicy food makes people sweat profusely on their foreheads, and the sharp aroma can directly hit the lower colliculus of people from the mouth, making people unable to stop.
This smell that people most often smell at barbecue stalls can, to some extent, even replace the poppy seeds that have been used as seasonings in ancient times - and has even more terrifying addictive properties.
If the addictiveness of poppy seeds affects the body, then cumin, chili pepper, salt, and skewers actually affect the soul.
High-end and scary, it tastes like Lanais anyway...
"Then next, it's time to invite Master Sanhuang and his beloved concubine's child to prepare the ultimate horror, the fish cloud egg dumplings soaked in eight-year-old soup and three mushrooms~"
Wu Ke continued to burp frequently, holding his belly and saying a little weakly,
"Fish bones are so delicious. I once had soup made from fried shark bones at a high-end restaurant in the courtyard, and it didn't taste that good at all. Isn't this fish so amazing?"
His eyes were shining. He had already tasted the leftovers of the clear pot of eight-year-old soup. It was amazing!
To use the simplest adjectives, this eight-year-old soup and these egg dumplings are absolutely delicious, even if you are burping, you can't resist the temptation to stuff them into your mouth.
"Ah...I feel so good..."
Amidst Wu Ke's groaning with difficulty, Lin Chou put the local hot pot directly on the table and called Sister Dayue Xiong Gungun and Yourong out to eat as usual.
Su Yourong, wearing small and exquisite plush ears that can be scanned by 360-degree radar, dragging a similarly fluffy big tail and a flowing flame tattoo on her body, Sister Da Yuexiong, appeared in response.
Intentionally or unintentionally, it seems that under Boss Lin's perseverance, perseverance, hard work, and positivity, he finally transformed all the permanent staff at Yanhui Mountain into inhuman creatures...
Well, it's a great achievement, I'm very happy.
"Master, is the fish finally ready?"
Speaking of which, Su Yourong happens to be the richest among them. He comes from a big family, and the education and learning he received are completely different from those of Lin Chou and Wu Ke, let alone Sister Dayuexiong who is isolated from the world in the sinkhole.
.
Regarding luxury goods and enjoyment, whether it was before the catastrophe or during the catastrophe, Su Yourong obviously knew something about it.
She had obviously learned from some sources what kind of delicacy the swordfish was, so the expectations she expressed this time were somewhat different from the past.
Su Yourong thought,
"The fish and water shield are readily available, and they can be drunk before the flowers."
Lin Chou also knew this poem by Lu You.
The so-called trout fish was originally a strange animal in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and later also referred to the Taihu dolphin fish.
Although lake bream and river bream are divided into green-backed and flower-backed breams (with a bright red line between their back and flanks), they can actually be regarded as the same fish.
How should I put it? In ancient times, some ingredients were already rare and valuable, but in modern times...
Well, history tells us that usually it just gets harder.
Sister Otsuki Hung looked at the pot of egg dumplings and thought that her boss was obviously a smart man——
There are only three small fish, but after being made into dumplings, there are obviously much more. The boss is worthy of being a child of a poor family. He has really rich experience in dealing with this kind of situation. I admire him.
"But Master, you seem to be very good at cooking this kind of light food."
Lin Chou placed a full bowl in front of Su Yourong,
"Simplicity is the most important thing, and I personally prefer light and simple food tastes. Less is more, simplicity is more complex. I think some cooks have the same taste. The more dishes they cook, the more seasonings they use.
The more complex it is, the more original taste of ingredients will be favored, perhaps this is an inevitable trend."
Su Yourong pinched her chin,
"It seems so."
"Speaking of which, I once saw my chef eating a bowl of white noodles with only salt, vinegar and soy sauce. There was a large pot of leftover white fungus and shark fin soup on the table next to him. It felt like he was being sued by us.
The abuse at home was the same. Now that I think about it, maybe he and the master are actually very similar."
Wu Ke said from the side,
"Be confident, kid, and get rid of your feelings. Your family is abusing its employees."
"Mr. Wu, you've been talking a lot recently." Lin Chou raised his eyebrows and scooped out a spoonful of the bowl of egg dumplings prepared for Wu Ke. "It's obvious that he's full, so it's better to eat less."
Eat some."
Wu Ke:???
What is misfortune coming from the mouth, and misfortune coming from heaven!
Am I just thinking that since Mr. Shan is not at home and is responsible for the lively atmosphere, I will inherit Huang Dashan’s legacy? That piece of shit is lazing around and has nothing to do. Why can’t it be my turn, Mr. Wu? Monk touch
I can’t touch it if I have it??
"Chou, Brother Chou... please give me a chance to reorganize my language..."
Boss Lin gave Wu Ke a meaningful look and took the remaining local hot pot directly to the door. A black and white plush palm stretched out from the sky and picked up the hot pot. Then,