Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters are still different
Most people would not dare to try something with such a strong taste, but this prince, who may be the most incompetent person in the history of Luanshan and who has served the least number of times, enjoys it.
Zhao Ziyu looked so frightened that his little face almost turned into a ball.
Zhao Ziyu said cautiously,
"Um...Uncle Shan, let's talk about it. Could you please...eat with your back to us?"
Huang Dashan used chopsticks to dig out the dark-brown eyeballs from the cleanly eaten skull, dipped it hard in the chili in the bowl, and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.
Bite it down fiercely,
"Boo~"
Some kind of exploding sound seemed to come from deep water, which was very unreal and dull.
Many people shuddered directly,
"Fuck this sound..."
"Gudong..."
"Master Shanshan, do you have the feeling that you are actually chewing your own eyeballs..."
After a splash of liquid, some kind of suspicious black liquid appeared in Huang Dashan's mouth as if he couldn't stop it and was about to spurt out. Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly ran away.
"Crack, click, click."
The lens and cornea were shattered in Huang Dashan's mouth, and the sound was extremely clear.
"My surname is Huang, not Xia Hou, they are a bunch of hot chickens!" Huang Dashan then took the time to say with a grin, "It's strong and tasty!"
Half of the people obviously didn't dare to look, but they couldn't control their eyes. They stared at Huang Dashan's mouth as if they wanted to see something.
"What are you looking at? I've already swallowed it!"
"..."
A group of people don't know what to say - if you're not named Huang, your tone is because you're afraid of us robbing you or something?
There isn't a lot of meat on the sheep's head, but it's full of flavor. Every place has its own flavor.
Well, the eyes are naturally the same.
The sheep's head, whose meat had been completely eaten and wiped clean, had something unusual besides its eyes.
The sheep brain inside is a good thing - as I said again, not everyone can enjoy this kind of thing.
But at least it's not as scary as eyeballs, and many people can totally accept it.
With his head cracking open, Lin Chou went back to the kitchen and brought over some crushed chili peppers and coriander.
He said a little regretfully,
"The smell of sheep brains is actually a bit strong, otherwise you can take them out separately and make roasted brains or something like that."
The taste is strong, but the portion is small, especially after it is cooked.
Master Shan stretched out his fingers and measured his little finger.
"Is it that big? It feels like it's not as big as an eyeball!"
"..."
Eyeballs aside, we are still good friends, really.
Lin Chou said,
"Sheep brains have not been meneded, so they still have a strong taste. It would be better to eat them with paste of chili peppers and braised soup."
The lamb brain is rolled with plenty of battered chili peppers and a little minced coriander, making it look like fried carrot balls.
Unexpectedly, Leng Han didn't mind this kind of thing, so he picked one up and ate it with relish.
The entrance of Naohua is dense and delicate, and it seems to have a feeling very similar to "milk aroma". After paired with spicy gravy and paste of chili pepper, the taste can only be described in one word - vigorous.
The overwhelming spiciness made people couldn't help but open their mouths, and the numbing pleasure seemed to echo in their minds, their ears seemed to be buzzing, and sweat instantly broke out on their foreheads.
Leng Han took a small sip and breathed in the fresh air quickly to relieve the spiciness.
"Huh... so spicy... but it actually tastes really good..."
In a matter of minutes, these people drained more than a dozen barrels of Fat House Happy Water.
People who eat sheep brains need to relieve the spiciness - people who don't eat sheep brains have experienced two visual feasts in a row and always want to drink something to dilute the weird taste that seems to have spread to their mouths.
The old warlock is holding a bucket and sipping Coke.
"Human beings are an enviable race."
Master Shan smiled and said,
"No, no, no, they are a race that makes 'Little Piaopiao' envious."
A huge "(︶︿︶)＝╭∩╮" appeared on the head of the warlock.
"Don't compare me to that thing, I'm much more advanced, okay?"
When he said this, the warlock's voice was a little trembling,
"Hiss, no, no, no, give me another bucket of happy water, the simulated sensory recognition is too high, it's spicy, it's spicy!"
"..."
Master Shan came over secretly,
"Hey, Lin Zi, do you want to discuss something?"
"explain..."
"Hmm, your haggis, goat's whip, goat's eggs and so on - don't get me wrong, I happen to know that there is a place where there is a second-level alienated tamarisk tree that is immature and cannot produce magic plant essence. At that time, I was
I'm just a little brat, I'm thinking of keeping it to make a fortune in the future - what, I'll dig it out someday and let's have some red willow barbecue, I heard it tastes really awesome."
You're welcome, I've already misunderstood.
"Speaking of which, Mr. Shan, you have been very interested in this kind of stuff recently, more than once or twice - wait, isn't it because you can't do it anymore that you stay here with me and don't dare to go back to Luan Mountain?"
"I'm not! I didn't! Stop talking nonsense!"
Everyone:
"Format standards."
"emmmm"
"It's a done deal!"
Huang Dashan:
"No, I really have a red willow tree. I didn't even tell that old man, Xue!"
Sikong: "Ha~"
Prince Huang wanted to cry but had no tears.
People sit on pots and come from the sky at home - Bah, bah, bah, I shouldn't be greedy.
Warm and heavy wine seems like a smile but not a smile,
"Tell me earlier, do you know what I'm best at? Brewing wine! I can brew wine that nourishes the stomach and spleen, nourishes the kidneys, cures kidney deficiency without sugar, and even makes a great tonic wine! All kinds of kidneys.
It can be soaked in with the whip~"
Shan Ye's already dark and ferocious face suddenly turned too dark to look at.
"I didn't expect you to be such a kind person, Mr. Wen! We are really different. There is now a deep gap in our friendship..."
As soon as these words came out, many people laughed unkindly,
"Yes, yes, it's really different."
"Shut up! Don't even think about it! We have seen through what you want to say! Even if we, Mr. Wen, don't have a car or a house, we can't stand up to someone's handsomeness!"
Aren’t we having a good chat, and suddenly holding back and inviting personal attacks is really ojbk?!
There was some kind of advanced creature in Huang Dashan's chest that galloped forward, causing him to vomit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Alpaca, alpaca—"
"What's wrong with being handsome? Can he be eaten as a meal if he's handsome?"
"What's wrong with Chou? I'm ugly and I'm eating your rice?"
"He's just being cool for fun, but I'm ugly and serious. My attitude towards life is much firmer and older than his!"
Hey, the way Mr. Shan is filled with righteous indignation with his eyes hanging across his neck is really quite eye-catching.
——Don’t think too much, the highlight is naturally the shiny bald head.
A group of unreliable guys suddenly laughed out loud,
"Pfft~"
"Yes, yes, Master Shan is right."
"It's almost responsible for all my laughter this year. I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore."
Shan Ye was helpless and sad. He turned back to look at the unconscious Shen Daru.
"I wish I was the one who fainted."
I'm more than a little envious, the lying-down-D method is so good, so good. (To be continued)