Chapter 916 Of course, let the brothers cool first
Shanye's spirit of seeking death has always been to become braver as he fights.
His buttocks were swollen to the point of losing consciousness, and his pants were about to swell into rags. At this time, he was thinking of patting his round buttocks to make a rhythm - even if he wanted to sing a ballad to Lin Chou, he couldn't stop him.
It's just a low-level toxin. It's not fatal and has no side effects. Mr. Shan is not willing to use a little bit of magic plant essence to detoxify it.
He stood on Si Gouzi's back, and the strong wind ruffled Shan Ye's sleek and flowing hair.
(Huang Dashan:???)
This guy was singing "Catch the Young Wife" while rubbing his ass with a plumpness index of more than a thousand stars with great enjoyment, and the scene immediately broke.
Lin Chou's hair stood on end,
"Let me go, what kind of monster are you doing... Is this starfish a mental toxin that has hallucinogenic effects?"
Huang Dashan looked at him with disdain,
"The ancestral massage techniques promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis, detoxify, and can also lift the buttocks and slim the curves~"
"Actually, it feels pretty good. It's super nice. I'm going to feel aggrieved today, Master Shan. I'm going to lend you a hand and touch it a few times. You're welcome~! I'm not even aware of it anyway! We are all brothers!"
Sure enough, the poison had already taken over and there was no way he could be saved.
Lin Chou finally resisted the urge to kick Shan Ye into the ancestral mountain to feed the wolves, but in the end he heard him muttering,
"This little girl's watch is hopeless after being smashed. She doesn't even know how to pick up a girl if she doesn't know how to practice her techniques? It really breaks your heart, Grandpa Dashan~"
Lin Chou: Calm down, you can’t do this, it’s a work-related injury anyway, I—I’m so calm!
So Prince Huang once again experienced the excitement of being pressed to the ground and rubbed, oh no, it was rubbed on the back of a dog.
Lin Chou said fiercely,
"Did you see that, next time I will press you on Si Gouzi's belly and rub you!"
Si Gouzi looked back at Shan Ye, then looked at his belly, and immediately clamped his hind legs in fear.
Shanye: "..."
Lin Chou: "..."
By the way, Gouzi, did you misunderstand something??
Lin Chou suddenly had some strange thoughts and fell into thinking.
Forgive me for being stupid. Not only is the director mentally poor, he can’t even pick out a script. Isn’t this ready-made? What script can compare to the grandeur of Shan Ye’s oral autobiography?
Just tell me what elements you want without it: horror, horror, catastrophe, science fiction, magic and surreality, comedy, tragedy and ethical drama, love, friendship and gay romance...
The suffix tag alone for each film is a separate promotional leaflet. If one film is not enough, we can make another three, four, five, six or seven or even directly into a TV series.
Whoever takes this big job doesn't have to think about the material, script, and shooting issues anymore, because your process of writing scripts and making movies will never be able to keep up with the speed of Mr. Shan's tricks.
There is no need to worry about attendance at all. The only problem to worry about is that the screenwriter may die suddenly from exhaustion.
As long as the movie accurately restores Shan Ye's life, there is no doubt that the ratings and positive reviews will be absolutely adequate, and it may even break the record of zero negative reviews that only AC movies can maintain.
By then all the comments under the movie will be like this:
“I’m still not finished, I’m looking forward to the next episode.”
"After watching this movie, I suddenly realized, oh, it turns out that I can still live like this for the rest of my life!"
"The road of life is actually very short, but you can expand its width."
The second part’s message is like this:
"The story is still unfinished, and I continue to look forward to the next episode."
"Shorter than the road of life is the life of the screenwriter. The blade has been sent and is on the way. Just ask when the next episode will be updated!"
"Sending women's clothing together."
The message in Part N is as follows:
"Don't forget to report the family sacrifice to Nai Weng!"
"Don't forget to report the family sacrifice to Nai Weng!"
"Don't forget to report the family sacrifice to Nai Weng!"
Hey, it's easy to get lost when your thoughts wander too far, so Lin Chou quickly pulled back the thread - by the time he was distracted, the four dogs had already run home.
Just throw the yellow starfish directly into the tank and soak it in sea water. When the time comes, take it out and stir it with ice water and put it in the pot directly.
But not abalone. Abalone must be handled with care.
Thirteen plus the first one sent ashore, there are fourteen black gold abalones in total. The smallest one is as long as a hand, and the largest one is even longer than one and a half hands, almost thirty centimeters. The abalone shell is extremely black, and the flesh is
It's also black and shiny.
Fourteen black golden abalones of acceptable size were kept separately, and Lin Chou wanted to use something else.
He also pried back half a sack of small abalone, mainly purple abalone, all the size of table tennis balls.
Huang Dashan looked at the starfish in the tank and thought it was a bunch of tentacle monsters.
In addition, the buttocks expressed that it was very sad now, so Mr. Shan grinned and said,
"Lin Chou, you should feel lucky that your surname is not Sima."
"The Sima of Sima Qian?"
"That Sima from Sima Guang!"
"oh..."
Lin Chou put all the small abalones into a large basin, stirred them around and washed them twice, then took out a brush and brushed them one by one.
"Brush it, brush it..."
Huang Dashan was chattering beside him and never stopped.
"What a waste! You spent all night to get something like this? It doesn't taste good at first glance!"
"As for this abalone...the little thing looks quite unique. It makes me feel familiar to Mr. Shan, who has experienced a lot - Hey, why are you putting away the big ones? Can the small ones be eaten? They are even better than us.
Big fingernails!”
Lin Chou said,
"It's not for you to eat. I'm going to boil a few pots of abalone juice and save it for later use. Starfish is the one. I'll add it to the dish in the morning. It'll be great."
Huang Dashan still felt exhausted.
How could he, the dignified prince, be the same as those perverts with cute tentacles?
"well..."
The mountain prince dragged his huge buttocks into the car and went to sleep. If the swelling doesn't subside when he wakes up in the morning, he will probably make the people on the mountainside laugh to death.
The production of Lin Chou Zhen's abalone juice has also officially begun.
Abalone juice is one of the most commonly used treasures in Fujian and Cantonese cuisine. In the hands of different chefs, abalone juice will be given a distinct personal color and a "biased" and focused seasoning, and it may not really be based on abalone.
Production, just like there is no XO in XO sauce, it will not surprise anyone.
The abalone sauce made by Lin Chou is more of a bold style. Five fresh old chickens and ducks are collected, cleaned, broken into two pieces, and put into the big pot with the same half-cut pig's trotters, plus beef tendons.
, scallops, chopped pork bones and a mature ham hung on the eaves, and finally the washed small abalone in the shell.
Add cold water to cover all the ingredients in the pot and bring to a boil.
All ingredients are deliberately not boiled, and what is wanted is the most original heavy taste - fresh small abalone is actually not as easy to stew to the point of "sticky" as dry abalone, and will require the weight of these raw and cooked ingredients.
Level flavor to blend.
When the soup in the big pot boils for the first time, you don't need to worry about it until it has been frothed three times, at least until it has been simmered on low heat for four hours.
Lin Chou squinted at the counter for a while. When it was getting dark, he got up and wrapped a vegetable bag with gauze and threw it into the pot. The main contents were onions, water celery, radish, carrots, shallots, coriander and dried ginger.
Red yeast rice, etc.
Fermented red yeast rice is mainly used to adjust the color. It is said that saffron was used to "impersonate" it before the catastrophe, which was quite capricious and luxurious.
Lin Chou used a spoon to turn over the ingredients in the pot a few times, and then poured in a whole jar of aged rice wine and a few tablespoons of soy sauce. **, after adding the red yeast rice, the soup was originally orange-yellow and reddish, a little refreshing.
The style of juice painting has changed.
After rolling away for more than ten minutes, the originally dark and unclear smell suddenly became more vivid.
However, the sea smell in the pot has not completely disappeared at this time, and it smells a little fickle and diffuse.
...
The evolvers outside were "hooked" by a very adhesive aroma. They were all rubbing their eyes and sniffing.
"What does it smell like, hiss, it's a bit fragrant..."
"Yes, yes, it smells so good!"
"Wait a minute... This doesn't seem to smell like steamed buns... Boss Lin won't trick us again..."
A group of people walked around the store and found no one in the kitchen, so they followed the smell and ran to the back mountain.
I saw Lin Chou holding a big spoon more than two meters long and stirring vigorously against the huge pot of chicken coriander oil.
"Let me go, Boss Lin, what are you doing..."
"Bao Zhi," Lin Chou responded casually, "It's not breakfast time yet."
"Hey, I'm hungry because of the smell."
Lin Chou had just cooked 20 kilograms of minced chicken and poured it into the pot. After adding the soup once, he had to remove the soup from the grate and let it cool down. He then started boiling it in another pot. When it was almost done, the soup was thickened and the soup was thickened. Let the soup cool down.
Abalone juice.
The soup now coming out of the grate is almost 60-70% of the original water volume, and Lin Chou has fully filled two large vats.
A group of people looked at it curiously, but they found it was slimy and a little oily, and it didn't smell like the scent that woke people up from their sleep and stimulated their appetite just now, so they were not very interested.
Lin Chou found two lids to cover the mouth of the jar, and then started busy steaming steamed buns to prepare beef offal soup.
A few evolutionists with particularly good eyes discovered the large vat placed next to the wellhead.
"Tsk tsk, when did Boss Lin get so many starfish back?"
"This thing actually tastes average. I heard that ordinary people can get poisoned if they eat too much."
"real or fake?"
"How would I know..."
Several evolvers shouted into the kitchen,
"Boss Lin, do we want this for lunch?"
Lin Chou asked the big-breasted sister to help look at the steamer and said,
"No, just eat it in the morning."
After saying this, Lin Chou waited for a while.
As expected, the system uncle did not jump out and beep something - the toxins on the thorns of the Yellow Sea Star can even have an effect on Huang Dashan. The system obviously acquiesced that this thing can "pretend" to be a high-level food, even if the original content is
The stock can hardly even reach the standard of zero-level and low-level.
So Lin Chou felt relieved, picked out some starfish from the tank, and put them into the ice water.
Normally, there is not much meat under the spinous skin of yellow starfish, which becomes strands when cooked. However, when the starfish is about to enter the seed-bearing stage, each arm and foot will be filled with a paste-like meat similar to the texture of crab roe.
After putting all the starfish into the steamer, Lin Chou looked at his hands - they were neither red nor swollen, and there was no impact at all.
"Sure enough, even I can be considered a product of the system..."
A few minutes later, Lin Chou took out half of the starfish from the steamer and placed them upside down on the hot iron plate.
The five arms and legs of some starfish will automatically split from the gap in the middle, and steam will curl up, while those that do not split need Lin Chou to open them manually.
Heat a pot of clear oil, and while the oil is heating, sprinkle minced garlic and chopped green onion on each starfish's cracked shell, and pour the hot oil evenly.
"Stab~"
The aroma of onions and garlic suddenly became scalding and scorching.
The evolver in front was hit by starfish, Buryat steamed buns, and beef offal soup at the same time, and immediately became unable to sit still.
I counted the number of people and found that there were almost enough starfish.
"You Rong put the starfish on a plate, steamed one and minced garlic, and asked them to pay at the counter. It's still 100."
"The busty sister is in charge of the buns."
Boss Lin himself was very shameless, holding a plate of starfish and hiding under a tree in his home to cool off in the breeze.
Busty ladies are used to the behavior of their bosses,
"Quine in line, don't talk nonsense, one hundred starfish, everything else is as usual, are you late?"
A long queue formed immediately, and the evolvers were particularly well-behaved.
Not only the big-breasted sister is used to Lin Chou, but the evolvers also have to "get used to" the naked one.
It doesn't matter if you don't get used to it. Comparing the personalities of Lin Chou and Chi Zhi, if Lin Chou is described as a firecracker, then Chi Zhi must be a 50-caliber source crystal cannon.
Most evolved people can't even survive a single round in front of Chi Zhi - this is the experience (lei) of the predecessors (li) talk (shi), not casual boasting.
Of course, most evolved people would selectively say a few words in front of Lin Chou to increase their sense of presence.
But when the person standing in front of the counter was replaced by a big-breasted lady, everyone was able to accurately remember the subtle movements of this person who could stand up to the combination of Cold Tyrannosaurus + Bu Nanzhi when they were facing Gang's existence. Scene after scene,
It's like a cartoon playing in my mind.
Ha, so it’s not a big deal, just follow your heart.
...
Lin Chou's boss, the second-order low-level evolver Lin Yu, maintained a [well-behaved.jpg] expression throughout the whole process and returned to the table with two plates and a bowl of his own.
A plate of two starfish, a plate of four steamed buns, and a bowl of beef offal soup - which can be refilled (but not meat).
The companion opposite glanced at the counter.
"Well, it's not busy today. Most of them are familiar faces."
Lin Yu couldn't wait to bite off most of the bun, puffed out his cheeks and said,
"It doesn't exist. At least there hasn't been a guy without eyes here for at least a month."
Speaking of which, Lin Yu is a frequent visitor to Yanhuishan, but his publicity is low. He can only be a silent spectator during many wonderful moments, and then go back and brag to the guys around him for a while - it feels very good.
The companion chuckled and said,
"Have you forgotten the guy who had his chest cut open and his bones set?"
The bun filling in Lin Yu's mouth almost spurted out,
"It's time to eat, what do you mean?"
The companion poked the "one hundred circulation points" on the plate,
"Where do you think our boss Lin got all these weird things? Jiu Shan Palace doesn't seem to have a new dish for ten or eight years, but he's good - I have to pay attention to the menu every time I come here.
For a while.”
Then the companion looked surprised.
Lin Yu curled his lips secretly and thought:
Aren't you two levels higher than me? This awesomeness makes your bragging more gorgeous and low-key.
Let’s not talk about whether you have enough money in your pocket. What kind of dishes can you, a second-level senior, order in Yanhuishan? Why haven’t you ordered AC yet?