Chapter 717 Tianma stewed chicken thanks the leader for hearing Wan
A large group of flat-headed guys who came together to clear the traps were hiding behind the scenes, watching the weird two-legged creatures carrying a wide variety of sweet, salty, and fishy pheasants in the traps back to the camp happily and lively.
Each other gestured with the tips of their claws. Peak 23S.
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The one who was the first to hold the pot patted his chest and said "ho ho" with only three tones and two ranges in total. He elaborated and demonstrated his point of view, and won unanimous praise from all the flat-headed brothers.
The little crew chief waved his paw gently, and the silhouettes of the crew members immediately dispersed from the bushes, and everything happened quietly.
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At this time, Lin Chou himself was bragging to a group of completely ignorant children.
"Ahem, my handsome trap is rare and hard to find in the world. Confucius once said: The greatest truth is simplicity! Don't look at Brother Chou. This trap looks simple and very rough, but in fact, from the mouth of the trap
The size, the angle of the slope, and the number of spikes at the bottom of the trap are all carefully calculated and rigorously laid out!”
Qin Sheng was stunned,
"Brother Chou, don't you think it's troublesome for you to catch these chickens and stuff them into traps?"
Lin Chou cursed loudly, not caring about the impact that the exquisite art of language would have on the children's worldview.
"Little Gayazi! What are you talking about? These chickens were all caught in traps, you know? Damn it, there are a lot of troubles for people who are not serious. Some of them are good to eat. Where did you get so many problems??"
Erhu tugged on Qin Sheng's sleeve,
"Let Brother Chou finish talking first... I heard my dad say that when I was little, he took Brother Chou down to the ground dragon to net fish. Not a single fish came into Brother Chou's ground dragon all morning, and he was stunned.
They stuffed the guinea fowl raised by Aunt Zizi into it and said it was from the Dilong Net..."
Qin Sheng muttered,
"It's not unusual for traps to catch chickens...Have you ever seen a trap that can even catch pots?"
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But fortunately, the trap master Lin showed off for a while and then went back to stew chicken.
"Hey, I'm so angry. You can catch so many chickens just by digging a trap. The gastrodia elata is not enough! We need to dig a bigger pot!"
Gastrodia stewed chicken, resoundingly delicious.
Of course, if you exclude the strong sour smell of Gastrodia elata.
Xia Yu pinched her nose and asked,
"Brother Chou, are the potatoes you brought back spoiled... OK... OK..."
The little girl was so shy that she never said the words "urine smells".
Lin Chou was in a state of excitement, humming a tune and saying,
"Gastrodia elata is a good thing. It was still a very valuable Chinese herbal medicine before the catastrophe. Of course, the taste is a bit strange. It will disappear after it is made into dishes. Don't worry!"
Gastrodia elata itself has a strong flavor, so there is no need to add extra flavor to it. Just clean the chicken, chop it in half, throw it in and stir-fry the oil, then fill it with water and simmer over high heat.
The types of these chickens are different, such as hazel pheasant, golden pheasant, Ma chicken, young pheasant, etc. The meat quality and taste are different, but once they enter the pot, the flavors of each other blend with each other and the aroma blooms under the steam.
, can never be simply described with a single word.
Not only is the soup rolling, but more fat will soon appear on the water. Ten minutes before serving, add the diced gastrodia elata, and finally sprinkle a little green onion to declare it done.
It's just that Qin Sheng and his friends were a little confused and didn't dare to take action.
"Brother Chou, are you sure you can really eat that sexy thing?"
Lin Chou sneered,
"It's delicious. If you like it or not, could it be that this handsome man wants to poison you and continue your homework? I'm free..."
Dasha's trust in Lin Chou is unparalleled by anyone. He fished out a chicken from the pot and started to eat it. Fortunately, what Dasha fished out was the only colorful hazel pheasant.
"Hey, it smells so good...Xiaoyu, eat it quickly...it's delicious..."
So Xia Yu also took action, fished out a piece of Gastrodia elata and took a bite carefully.
"Crack..."
It has a slightly crisp texture, a slight sweetness, a touch of Chinese herbal medicine aroma, and is full of the deliciousness of the chicken broth. It may seem light, but it is like white-braised braised pork with enough ingredients, and the fragrance is long and rich.
"Eh? This thing...is really delicious!"
Although he was trembling with fear due to the strange smell of fresh Gastrodia elata, the stewed chicken with Gastrodia elata no longer looked so sour in appearance or smell. Qin Sheng swallowed his saliva and said stubbornly,
"Then I'll try it reluctantly..."
Xia Dasha killed twenty-six whole chickens by himself, patted his belly and poured half a pot of soup, showing an honest smile,
"I'm so full...I can't eat anymore...burp!"
This is the trouble of happiness. There is still more than half the chicken in the pot, more than half of the soup left, but everyone is unable to survive.
Si Gouzi licked his lips with disdain and continued to sleep. This guy ran out last night and ate something good, and his stomach is still like a balloon.
Qin Sheng sighed repeatedly,
"How about... let's take this pot of chicken stew back to school. It would be a pity to leave it here..."
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Qin Sheng screamed in fright,
"Damn, what's the sound again!!"
Si Gouzi lazily raised his eyelids and closed them again.
A group of flat-headed men slowly emerged from the forest, and one of them, who was slightly smaller, still carried the stone pot with obvious symbolic meaning that Lin Chou had ignored and was thrown alone next to the trap.
An extraordinarily large flat-headed brother let out a "hoo", and the little flat-headed brother immediately took two steps forward and placed the pot in his hand in front of everyone.
Little stars were about to appear in Xia Yu's eyes,
"Hey, Brother Chou, they seem to want to eat too..."
Lin Chou was also a little dazed, gesturing and saying,
"You... want to fill a pot??"
big crew cut,
"Ho, ho ho!"
Several friends from Qinshan Martial Arts School were shocked, Qin Sheng said,
"Damn it, I'm going to be angry with anyone who says that all the strange beasts in the wilderness are stupid. This guy is definitely a spirit!"
The newly hewn pot was extremely huge in order to be able to stew the whole chicken. Even if only half of the pot was left, it was not much less after filling the previous stone pot.
Lin Chou pushed the installed stone pot over and said impatiently,
"Here, take it, take it."
The big flathead waved its paws, and many flatheads moved forward to lift the cauldron from the fire. In a blink of an eye, it disappeared deep into the forest. In comparison, the pot was the size of a bowl.
The overflowing small pot was ignored.
The whole process was coordinated and orderly, and the movements came and went quickly like the wind. When Lin Chou reacted, he couldn't help but let out an extremely angry roar.
"Damn it, no one has ever been able to take away my pot in front of me, no!!"