The old man who was tending the sheep was no more drunk than Wen Zhongjiu. His face was red and his eyes were blurry. After a hard struggle, he managed to eat a little bit of meat. He patted the table and praised Wen Zhongjiu.
"It's less... it's less! Old man, I think this sweet-scented osmanthus cicada... hiccup... one foot... is worth three jars of good wine... three jars..."
Wen Chongjiu smiled and nodded,
"When I first took in this sweet-scented osmanthus cicada, I didn't think there was anything surprising about it, but slowly the special spicy fragrance seeped out from the marinade. It was more like some kind of herbal fragrance. It was very special, very wild, yes, that's it.
Wild...it’s not an exaggeration to call this taste an aggressive taste, it’s indescribable, but it gives you the feeling that your mouth has fallen into a complete mess!”
Shanye's rough big claws are no better than Gungun. The Osmanthus cicada, which is half the size of Lin Chou's palm, feels like he is holding a louse in his hand. Summit 23S.
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After clumsily tearing off the wings, he successfully pinched off the tip of the second sweet-scented osmanthus cicada's tail.
"..."
Anger is power. Shan Ye bit off half of the Osmanthus Cicada's body in one bite.
"Crack, click, click."
A mouthful of marinade,
"Hold a piece of grass!! This stuff smells so damn good!"
The forelimbs of the best sweet-scented osmanthus cicada have the strongest flavor. You should start from the forelimbs and bite them once, and the meat and juice will be in your mouth.
After Lin Chou opened the carapace of an Osmanthus cicada, he found that the light yellow protein inside was as tender as tofu and as colored as ointment, giving people the feeling of eating a hairy crab full of yellow.
There is a little bit of marinade swimming in the carapace. It is obvious that no oil has been put in at all, but there are light oil splashes on the marinade.
This oil flower should be entirely derived from the Osmanthus cicada itself. To say that it is fat and tender is indeed fat and tender.
The unique fragrance of insects spreads mercilessly to every part of the nasal cavity. It can be called the insect version of "Fengyoujing" and is a unique benchmark in the industry.
It can be called smelly, but of course it can also be called fragrant.
It is very unbelievable that a small sweet-scented osmanthus cicada feels like a beast in the forest, full of dominance and arrogance.
Perhaps this is because in the insect world, the fighting ability of Osmanthus cicada is considered to be at the master level.
It is a true predator and warrior, with combat power not measured in size.
Lin Chou couldn't help but admire as he felt the fat-like protein gradually melting and releasing in his mouth.
When I was a child, I heard that the sweet-scented osmanthus cicada lives on water and grass all its life, and when it falls, it falls into the water and never comes near the soil, so it does not have the slightest earthy smell.
Although I don’t know whether it is true or not, the quality of the Osmanthus cicada’s flesh is indeed worthy of this statement.
The word "food" is also "人" and "good".
When the ancients invented Chinese characters, they set goals for us. People should eat well and eat well.
Wen Chongjiu sighed a little,
"Lao Wei and I are friends. We are both foodies. We are always looking for this bite. We have eaten third-level, fourth-level, fifth-level and even sixth-level beasts. Unexpectedly, a small
The sweet-scented osmanthus cicada is only a zero-level low-level, but it can... have such a taste. Lao Wei and I have gone astray. How many good things have we missed due to our prejudice against ordinary ingredients, ha!"
"Hey, Mr. Wen, that's great, that's great!"
The bald man pulled his head out from the table, his mouth was full of oil, and he patted it on without caring.
"..."
Our Lord Wen's face turned red and he didn't say a word for a long time.
Whose kid is talking so irritatingly?
The time to enjoy delicious food always flies by quickly, and the fact that most of the people in the group are very powerful means that their stomachs are as good as a crusher.
This meal of sweet-scented osmanthus cicada lasted until the next morning. Xiao Wu had already woken up from his sleep, and everyone was still drinking with great interest.
Wu Ke was very envious of this,
"Damn it, wouldn't it be great if I got a belly like this?"
"...What belly?"
Turning around, Miss Jiang stood there handsomely, as bright as the light in February.
Wu Ke lowered his head,
"Miss Jiang, I mean... Brother Chou made something delicious again, but it's a pity that I can't eat it anymore..."
"Ha! Delicious!"
Miss Jiang jumped into the dining room,
"What's so delicious... ah... worms, worms!!"
Shanye drank a lot of wine and a white dome head, and quickly pressed down on the table, fearing that the girl holding her head and screaming would flip the table over.
Yanzi put down his work,
"Girl Jiang, come on... stop shouting... this is a rare thing to see!"
Jiang Nu raised her head pitifully, her eyes misty with tears.
"Wha, what?"
potted road,
"Osmanthus cicada, try one?"
Jiang Nu shook her head like a rattle, "No, I'm afraid."
"whispering sound!"
One woman is equal to five hundred quacks. In the end, under the instigation of thousands of ducks, Miss Jiang still refused to stop and knocked down a large plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas like melon seeds.
Well, this stuff is absolutely addictive.
"belch..."
Miss Jiang's cheeks were slightly red, and she suddenly hugged her belly and said,
"Oh, it's over, it's over. I promised to drink tea to lose weight, but why did I eat so much meat again... Wuwuwu, it's over now, I'm going to gain weight again..."
"But...it doesn't seem to matter...eat meat to lose weight!"
Well, as the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, she should have the capital to refuse to have a belly in the era of great catastrophe.
A group of men with question marks on their faces,
"Eat meat to lose weight? Eat meat to gain weight, right?"
Jiang Nu put on a popular science posture,
"Rumors, absolute rumors!"
"Do you know what is the biggest enemy of losing weight? According to scientific research, one thousand percent are carbohydrates! How can you get fat if you eat meat? I have never heard of people who don't eat rice when losing weight. You have to eat beef!"
"..."
Obviously, the results of this kind of scientific research are beyond the understanding of men.
Miss Jiang held her chin in one hand,
"Who among you can understand the despair of living on a carbon-based planet? How can I not be fat? Sigh... It would be perfect if I were a silicon-based creature. I can eat whatever I want, and as much as I want!"
Lin Chou curled his lips, thinking that I don't care whether you are a carbon-based, silicon-based hydroxyl or a radical.
As long as you are not photosynthesizing, you can still make money as long as you eat.
As for the others, sorry, they are not within the scope of consideration.
Different road non-phase plan.
Miss Jiang joined the woman's camp after eating and drinking, and started discussing weight loss and skin care tips with her white-haired sister, Ye Luan, big-breasted sister and a potted plant.
God knows whether she came to Lin's Restaurant to lose weight or for this women's party.
After clearing the table, Wen Chongjiu took out a card and placed it on the table.
Shan Ye was about to speak, but he waved his hand to stop him.
"Today's meal made me enlightened. Don't be polite, everyone and Brother Lin. I'm treating you... The circulation point is just a number to me."
Bai Qiongshou and Shen Feng looked at each other and smiled bitterly to see how aware they were.
Although it is still a number to us, who wouldn’t want this number to be larger.
Wen Chongjiu looked at everyone thoughtfully,
"You will naturally understand what it means after you break through the fifth level. Ha, I actually drank all day and night. I haven't had such a good time in a long time. Farewell!"