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Chapter 628: How come there are always good things, old man

In just a few days, the whole world knows that Shan Ye has reappeared and transformed into a professional bone gnasher. The whole world is clamoring for big bones. No matter what level he comes, God knows how Shan Ye will explain that he has raised two dogs that can only chew bone marrow.

A chicken that can chew tons of big bones in a day. Top 23S.

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The base city was turbulent and Shan Ye was in a state of distress. At the same time, Lin Chou was very leisurely, cooking and lying down every day, as happy as a waiter.

As the saying goes, the demonic system has its sadness, and the Buddhist system has its filthiness. The world is so troubled, so why don’t you enter my Taoist system? I can express it all in one sentence:

do not bother me!

At most, add the sentence "I want to become an immortal" at the end.

Well, this attitude towards life is simply perfect.

Then, when Lin Chou was shaking on the recliner with her legs crossed, a face suddenly appeared above Lin Chou's head.

"Oh shit!"

Lin Chou rolled to the ground.

It's not that he is timid, it's just that

"Sister Weiweiweiwei, why are you here again..."

"Yo~"

Wei Qingyu's slender fingers touched Lin Chou's forehead,

"So if you don't welcome sister, then she can just leave..."

One sentence said that the tender intestine has a thousand turns and nine twists and turns. Lin Chou was so awkward that he even forgot his own last name.

"No, what, I..."

"Oh ho ho ho!"

Lin Chou was 1000% sure that Sister Wei was imitating Fatty Wei's smile, but it didn't quite resemble her.

Ahem, that weird sound makes people want to separate from their bodies.

"Sister, I know that's not what you mean. Come on, come in with me. I want to talk to you about something."

After saying that, he took the lead in entering the house.

"..."

Did I agree? Did I agree?!

Lin Chou walked into the dining room with his eyes wide open, and it was written on his face that he would go through fire and water without hesitation.

Although she was always afraid of Sister Wei, Lin Chou couldn't find any reason to refuse any of her requests.

At that time at the shooting range, this sister was protecting Lin Chou and Dasha as if she were her own son, although Lin Chou didn't know why.

As usual, Wei Qingyu sat on Lin Chou's bar with his long legs crossed.

"Lin Zi, have you seen that Su Yourong?"

"..."

Lin's sad face twitched, mmp, I know it's not that easy!

The last time these five guys came here, they definitely didn't discuss anything good!

"Sister Wei! I really can't cure that girl. I'm a cook, not a doctor! Why don't you take her to see Sikong? Maybe the patients can share their experience in fighting the disease, which will also help control the disease.

..”

Wei Qingyu rolled his eyes,

"Zhaorong is still Su Yourong's distant cousin. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to ask for help from me. Well... Actually, the Su family has no hope of curing Su Yourong."

"Then you are..."

Wei Qingyu blinked,

"Do you still need someone to wash the dishes?"

"Boom!"

Then there was a loud clanking sound, and countless plates and bowls were broken into pieces.

Lin Chou swallowed his saliva, "No...not too short...I should be short of a plate to eat from, the kind that's broken."

What does God’s prediction mean when encountering zero movement? This is it.

Wei Qingyu rolled his eyes and said,

"Xiong Xiang, I want Yourong to come over and be a nominal apprentice. Well, although you don't even know how to do business, at least you have the title of a chef. With Yourong, no one dares to take her idea.

Already."

What is an apprentice? An apprentice is a kind of free labor force who works for others for decades and waits for the master to pass up the job before inheriting the craft. The master is generous and takes care of clothing and food, but is stingy and can go wherever he likes, hitting or scolding him at every turn.

Judging from the current market situation in the base city, if anyone really wants to learn the art of medicated cuisine, in addition to having the talent of a chef, it is basically like putting their life in the hands of this chef. Although Lin Chou doesn't care, the entire Mingguang

Everyone from the 99th grade to the 99th grade knows that every medicated diet formula in the hands of a chef is priceless, and for ordinary people to become a chef is a real leap in social class.

It’s not impossible to learn if you want to. It doesn’t matter whether you have learned a craft or not. The saying that once you are a teacher, you will always be a father, is not just talk.

Take Lao Xue, whom Lin Chou knew a little better, as an example. As we all know, Lao Xue has two direct heirs (although one was deceived by Lin Chou), and it is almost impossible to spread his skills to other people.

There is still an endless stream of sinners, and what is the reason for it? Isn't it the craft that can truly change one's destiny?

Although Lao Xue treats his apprentices well, this shows that the luck of those apprentices is also quite good.

If you encounter an unreasonable and violent master, he will fight you to the death, but in such a large base city, I guarantee that not even a single person will stand up for him.

However, the apprentice learns the craftsmanship of the master, at least in name.

Therefore, before apprenticeship, the apprentice is the "private property" of the master, and no one will stretch out their claws without the consent of the master.

(To be honest, if you were to be Lin Chou's apprentice, wouldn't your confidence be as strong as that of alloy steel?)

Lin Chou immediately wanted to refuse, for no other reason than that people like Lao Xue still had skills to pass on, and Lin Chou's medicated diet that had been blessed by the damn system was indeed called medicated diet in his hands, but if it were replaced by someone else, it would just be

Just a dish.

No matter how talented you are, you can pierce the atmosphere, but you can also take over the system and let Lin Chou teach his disciples. Isn't this deceiving?

"Sister Qingyu, I..."

Wei Qingyu sighed,

"Lin Zi, I don't want her to learn anything from you, but I want to protect her."

When did I start to become a mountain king-like existence?

Lin Chou was a little trickier, "No, it's not that I don't teach, it's just that even though I taught her, she couldn't learn from it. I woke up..."

Wei Qingyu said with a smile,

"That's just right. You want to teach me but you won't give in! Okay, okay, it's settled... Really, a charming little beauty is coming to my door. I still owe you a favor. The sky has no eyes.

ah!"

"..."

Wei Qingyu didn't give Lin Chou a chance to say more and was ready to leave.

"Huh? What does this smell like..."

Lin Chou pulled her nose and sniffed,

"Huh? It doesn't taste good."

Wei Qingyu suddenly noticed the dried yak meat on the chopping board.

"Um...what is this?"

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"The air-dried beef that was hung up a few days ago, I took it off to check the quality and then spread the ingredients all over it."

Wei Qingyu said suspiciously,

"It seems delicious...can it be eaten?"

Lin Chou took a thin, large piece under the slice,

"It can be eaten raw, but the smell of blood hasn't been removed yet."

The fiber of air-dried yak meat is thicker than that of normal beef, the color is heavier and darker, and the red color is darker. The difference in meat quality can be seen with the naked eye.

The yak meat at this time is actually very similar to dry-aged steak, except that there is almost no snowflake-like fat. At least there is no marble-like solidified pattern on the surface of the beef.

Wei Qingyu was stunned,

"Yak? A strange thing...it smells really good. Let me try it."

A piece of beef enters your mouth, full of wild interest and wild flavor.

"Hiss... so spicy...!"

As soon as you breathe, a hot spicy taste explodes from the yak meat, quickly occupying the mouth and nose.

At this time, the air-dried yak meat is like a waxy layer formed by oil that seals the original flavor. Although the water in the meat has evaporated to some extent, it is not completely. It is both tough and smooth at the same time.

Lin Chou said in surprise,

"Sister Qingyu actually likes such semi-finished products?"

Wei Qingyu smiled sheepishly. She was really embarrassed when she ate just now, and she almost stuck out her tongue to fan herself.

"Anyway, it's delicious, sizzling...spicy...where's the water?"

"It doesn't matter whether it is a semi-finished product or a finished product, but I don't like the taste of beef. I like to eat mutton. Can mutton be like this?"

Passed a glass of water,

"It's not impossible, but the specific preparation method is slightly different from beef."

Lin Chou thought for a while, "Generally speaking, the production of air-dried mutton before the catastrophe was mainly a characteristic of Tibetan and Mongolian areas. Because of the strong fishy smell and easy deterioration, it was rare except for these two places and some areas such as Ningxia.

Are there any types of air-dried mutton that use this kind of production process? There are original ones, sour ones, spicy ones, and even smelly ones like stinky tofu, which smells stinky and tastes delicious."

Wei Qingyu seemed to really like eating mutton. After hearing Lin Chou's description, his saliva secreted rapidly, and the corners of his mouth became a little sparkling.

"Ahem, Sister Qingyu? Sister Qingyu... there is saliva... at the corner of her mouth..."

Wei Qingyu snorted coldly, turned around and left, throwing a card over casually.

"My sister has ordered some air-dried sheep. I want all kinds of flavors!"

Lin Chou called out hypocritically,

"Hey Sister Qingyu, don't use this money~"

"Then give it back to me, this is my sister's dowry!"

"."

...

Early the next morning, Bao Er went to the old man who raised chickens again and brought back a lot of sheep for Lin Chou.

Bao Er said sarcastically,

"The old man refused to let me take those third-level blue sheep. He said this one is better, and he said you'd understand it once you see it."

Lin Chou looked up and down and said with some surprise,

"Sheep can...I'll go to see the old man when I have time. I really want to know how he cultivated so many original ingredients."

What surprised Lin Chou even more was what was happening behind him. Bao Er dragged down several bundles of solid withered grass from the car.

"This is what the old man asked me to bring you."

Lin Chou just took one look at it and felt as if he had met a close friend. The old man obviously knew what he wanted to cook.

Bao Er was a little confused,

"This sheep...is it okay? The blue sheep is the third level, and this sheep is only the second level. It is twice as expensive as that one."

Lin Chou smiled and said,

"No, no, no, many ingredients cannot be treated on the same scale. This sheep lives at an altitude of five thousand meters...Wait a minute, where are the mountains with such a high altitude near Mingguang?!"

"Mountain? What kind of mountain? The old man's place is a whole piece of salt-alkali land, a depression like an oven. Living corpses can be turned into mummies immediately. There are no mountains anywhere, but there are a few small hills."

Lin Chou was silent,

"Okay, it's okay, you can go back first."

"Okay, if you have anything to say, you can speak."

Lin Chou made up his mind to go to the old man's place in the next few days to see what was going on. Does this magical old man have a treasure bag?

What surprised Lin Chou was the sheep that the old man sent over. This sheep was not an ordinary sheep, but a Gangba sheep that had lived on a plateau with an altitude of more than 5,000 meters.

As the saying goes, it takes thirty-five acres of pasture to fatten up a sheep, not to mention that Gangba sheep have short legs, big bellies, great appetites, and live in Tibetan areas with relatively harsh conditions and few plants.

Because it only eats alpine crops and drinks melted glacier snow water, its meat is more delicious, tender and has no smell. The diet of Gangba sheep includes edelweiss, ranunculus, gentian, fescue, Stipa purpurea, and caragana.

Alpine plants such as wolfsbane, dandelion, milkvetch, wisteria, golden wintersweet, sand-fixing grass, liverwort, astragalus, spiny bean, alfalfa, Elymus and other precious medicinal plants such as snow lotus, cordyceps, saffron and other precious medicinal plants.

The Gangba sheep have such strict requirements on the living environment, so they are particularly cherished. People in Tibetan areas also love this hard-won high-protein food. In addition to the common eating methods and air-dried meat preparation methods, they prefer a

Alternative cuisine paye.

Paye is a kind of air-dried mutton that has a bit of a smoky and stinky taste. This is undoubtedly very incredible to the outside world. People eat sheep and they mostly pursue the deliciousness of the mutton, but the smell is really rare outside the Gangba area.

The preparation of paye is quite simple, just slaughter the sheep and disembowel it, take out the internal organs and set them aside.

Please bring out the large pile of withered grass that the old man brought. This is white horse grass that is common on the plateau. It has a faint herbal aroma.

The old man brought a total of three kinds of "withered grass". Except for the white horse grass, which is the most abundant, the remaining two are gentian grass and a Tibetan medicine called Xiaguo Tianjia.

Light the white horse grass and roast the sheep, burn the wool and roast the sheepskin until it is slightly charred, then use a knife to scrape off the charred surface of the sheepskin and clean it.

Then, stuff the gentian and summer fruit into the sheep's belly, and smear the inner wall of the sheep's cavity with dried chili pepper and salt.

Gentian grass can effectively lower blood lipids, and the Tibetan medicine Xiaguo Tianjia can prevent colds. They are both very good natural medicinal materials.

After kneading a few strands of wool thread to sew the sheep's belly, stuff the whole sheep into a sheepskin tube left over from killing the sheep before, and hang it in the underground cold storage to blow air.

The sheepskin tube is almost airtight, and the fresh mutton will slowly ferment inside after being wrapped, stripping off the moisture and oil. This is where the stinky smell of paye comes from.

After cooking several other sheep, Lin Chou clapped her hands and said,

"It's done. Let's leave it for a week or so and then ask her to take it away...emmm, why do I always feel like when someone asks me to do something, I have to turn over and give him a gift?"

As soon as Lin Chou came out, Mr. Shan, who was walking around with chickens, saw him.

"Speaking of Lin Zi, I see you tinkering with that sheepskin tube, stuffing it and sewing it. What are you doing, making quilts? Do you want to warm that sheepskin tube quilt into essence? I have heard of someone using sheep before.

The intestines are used as a condom, you are exaggerating a bit, just put it on the sheepskin tube."

Lin Chou was speechless and choked.

Master Shan chuckled and said,

"Linzi, I see that the limelight is not right these days. Why don't you go out and hide from the limelight?"

I am hiding from the limelight!

In fact, Lin Chou was a little frightened. She always felt that Wan Junru and the one behind her were ready to attack.

Is there really no conspiracy?

Sighing, he stepped forward and patted Master Shan on the shoulder.

"No one came to bring stick bones yesterday, so why don't you go hunting? You brat will be hungry again soon."

Shanye choked in confusion and pain for a long time.

"These two cubs are never far away from me. They are only a little bit old. If I take them hunting, they might be trampled under my feet. Then I will have no place to cry. Have you ever heard of anyone who can

Did you trample yourself to death?"

Lin Chou was satisfied,

"Okay, please take your time and cry here. I just saw a guest in front of me, so I won't accompany you."

Master Shan cursed at Lin Chou's back,

"Fellow Taoist, please stay. I, Shen Gongbao, have a saying mmp, I don't know whether to say it or not!"


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