I ran over and took a look, and I saw that three of the six lanterns had fallen into the pit, with a thick layer of crabs on them. The others were simply pushed and rolled several meters away from the pit, and the lamp oil was spread all over the place.
The small flame as big as a bean was dying.
Wong Tai Shan Road,
"You guys are going to heaven, you little quarrels... Wait a minute... By the way, do these things live in groups... That's what ants often do..."
Sikong muttered,
"Maybe people just think it looks good and want to take it back and watch it slowly..."
Everyone took advantage of the situation and pulled out another batch of octopus clips, which was more than the previous times combined.
Lin Chou said cheerfully,
"Let's go, let's go back and start cooking~"
Leng Han waved his hand, and a stream of water spurted out from the mountain stream, gathering in mid-air to look like a funny little man with all four limbs. He ran staggeringly for a few steps, then fell violently and fell on the fire raised by the crowd.
.
"呲~"
So the fire went out.
Huang Dashan was surprised and said,
"Leng Han, has your bloodline ability advanced again?"
Let the water flow change into a fixed shape and even run a few steps. All this seems simple, but in fact, the accuracy of blood control is very high. Huang Dashan is a well-informed veteran in the wilderness.
Of course you can see it.
Leng Han shook his head and said,
"The more extremely dense metals we use, the more control we have over our bloodline abilities."
Huang Dashan was shocked,
"Is this okay?"
Bloodline abilities are based on bloodline and can be said to be innate.
Theoretically speaking, the only difference is that some people can awaken while others cannot. Awakening of bloodline is also all kinds of weird. Some people automatically upgrade with full proficiency, while some people need all kinds of incredible "help", such as a certain person.
The unlucky guy who has to eat a lot of gold to advance.
It is not uncommon for a person to have single or multiple abilities and skills that can assist each other after the awakening of a bloodline. However, a bloodline like Leng Han who "grabs" it directly and can also bless his own is probably unprecedented.
Here comes someone.
Ah no, to be precise, the twin bloodlines of "Golden Wind" and "Jade Dew" are all in Leng Han's body now.
In fact, since Leng Han obtained two bloodline abilities, Mingguang's evolvers have almost forgotten what Lieutenant General Leng's bloodline abilities were originally. After all, extremely dense metal can transform into various cold weapons under the control of the metal control ability.
The terrifying lethality is obvious to all, and it has been spread throughout the world as early as the last beast wave.
But now you tell me that this is not the end, this terrifying bloodline ability can also be turned into an upbuff to increase idle experience points for another bloodline. Is there still human nature? Is there still justice?
He rowed up and down Huang Dashan, pulling his body full of tendons and flesh, as if he couldn't find something.
Sikong said doubtfully,
"Master Shan, what are you doing?"
Shanye said,
"Look for my protagonist's halo. My halo must have been stolen!"
Everyone: "..."
After returning to Yanhuishan, no one was sleepy anymore. They saw Lin Chou rushing into the kitchen. The group of guys took out a few decks of cards.
"A showdown?"
"Let the war begin!"
"Are you afraid?"
This group of guys all felt that winning and losing points were too boring and seemed too targeted. Sikong hugged his lantern tightly and said he didn't want to talk.
Then I was in a dilemma between whether to "draw a tortoise" or "stick a sticker", which was very confusing.
Huang Dashan took out a stack of paper and cut it into strips, saying,
"What are you painting? There's a girl here and what you're painting is too much."
...
For Mingguang people, most of the small seafood such as frogs, barnacles, clams, etc. can be eaten with alcohol after being marinated. After all, life is about being drunk, and Mingguang is very fond of pickling it raw, such as being drunk.
I particularly like the way to eat it.
The octopus clip, that is, the thick crab, naturally belongs to the category that can be pickled or drunk. In particular, the larger crab of the octopus clip is as white as jade after being pickled or drunk. It is especially delicious and is the favorite part of many people.
But what Lin Chou wants to do today is not pickled raw crabs but crab tofu.
The origin of crab tofu is unknown, but it is said to have a history of more than a thousand years.
Before the great catastrophe, it was said in the north that crab tofu was derived from the "crab tofu" served at the royal banquet of Nurhaci when he was in Hetuala. Later, the main ingredient of cricket tofu, namely the northeastern black crayfish, became increasingly rare, so it was created.
Later, it looked like crab tofu.
There are many similar sayings and stories in various regions, and some can even be recorded in documents, painted on statue boards, etc.
As for who really and who pretends to love whom, there's no point in worrying about it, it won't delay your meal.
The washed octopus clips were already dizzy under the scrubbing and bumping of Lin Chou's hands and the big basin, and several legs were taking turns twitching.
The bigger the octopus clips grow, the easier they are to be pecked by natural enemies such as snakes and birds. Almost 90% of the captured octopus clippers are young and strong, small in size and light in color, and only about 10% are larger than two thumbs.
The octopus clamp does not need to be soaked in salt water to spit out sand. You only need to twist its tail and lift and pull it skillfully, and the crab heart, stomach and other internal organs can be brought out in one line.
When you open the crab shell, you can see pure white crab meat with no impurities, and in the center is crab paste and crab roe that is as dark as salted egg yolk.
Compared to the size of the octopus clip itself, the amount of yellow paste contained in the small shell is simply surprising.
Finally, remove the crab gills and the octopus clip is completed.
Of course, there are still several large bags of cucumber clips waiting for Lin Chou to finish.
This is a hard work of grinding an iron pestle into a needle. If you want to eat crab tofu that is fresh and tender with an authentic and pure taste, this step is indispensable. When Lin Chou was a child, he "loved and was afraid" of crab tofu at this time of year.
The moment you eat it is wonderful, but before that you have to know that your new wife can not only become a mother-in-law, but she can even make porridge.
However, things are different now.
Are you kidding about the peak hand speed of Lin who has been alone throughout his entire life?!
The hills in the big basin were descending at a speed visible to the naked eye. In Lin Chou's hands, each octopus was brutally killed alive, its heart, liver, and body dismembered.
For two hours, Lin Chou waved his hand,
"It's all new. I haven't done it in several years."
In front of him were two large vats of processed cucumber clips.
The pipe system asked for a large-headed wooden pestle and used the vat to pound the clams until no complete crab shell fragments could be seen. The cucumbers pounded in two large vats were like a ball of weird-colored mud and exuded a strong salty smell.
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In fact, to achieve this step, Lin Chou's father would probably save half of the octopus clips as "mud" and ferment them with auxiliary materials. The easily fermented crab juice will become an indispensable and delicious condiment in a few days.
, can last for less than half a year.
However, Lin Chou has done a lot of "infrastructure" of this kind for the small restaurant before, so there is no need to be stingy about doing half and leaving half.
The crab juice in the large tank is very viscous, and the juice is very grainy. It needs to be filtered multiple times with multiple layers of gauze. Finally, the remaining large residue is wrapped in gauze and placed on a slightly tilted chopping board.
Knead and squeeze it like noodles, until the last bit of value is squeezed out.
"Tick tock tick"
The crab juice dripping from the corner of the chopping board was so small that it could be ignored. Lin Chou took a look and said,
"It's less than half a tank...it's not enough..."
In the end, only half of the octopus clamp weighing hundreds of kilograms came out of the tank. It is still a semi-finished product.
Although the tank is a bit big, don’t go too far!
The finished product of this half tank of crab juice is probably not enough to fill the teeth of a table of people. Seeing that it is almost dawn, what will the remaining people do?
Lin Chou scratched his head for a while,
"Madam, you're so careless... You forgot about the octopus clip and you're so useless..."
What needs to be done still needs to be done.
Heat the pot, pour all the crab juice into the pot, throw in a small green onion and a few slices of ginger, and stir gently with a large spoon.
The flame was deliberately lowered to conduct heat evenly into the pot. The pot of crab juice gradually showed signs of boiling, so Lin Chou lowered the flame again.
After two minutes, a large amount of gray foam floated on the surface of the crab juice, almost filling the entire pot to the point of overflowing.
"Dang, Dang~"
Lin Chou gently tapped the rim of the pot with the large spoon in her hand, listening carefully while counting in her mouth.
When boiling crab tofu, do not cover the pot. If the air pressure changes too much and too quickly, the whole pot of crab tofu will be destroyed. These bubbles are like natural and humane assistants.
Although the appearance is a bit too harsh.
"9,0...good!"
Wielding a large spoon to quickly knock off the foam, Lin Chou looked intently into the pot. Sure enough, the crab juice that had been "simmered" under a large amount of foam already had frozen lumps as big as a baby's fist and as small as a peanut.
This is the "tofu" of crab tofu.
"I lost again..."
Lin Chou was a little depressed. How on earth did his deceitful father, who had brought down all the ancestral ham skills, boil the crab tofu into pieces bigger than his fist?
For dishes like crab tofu, naturally, the hero is judged by boiling the "tofu cubes" in the pot even bigger, as if this is the only way to prove your skills.
Season with a little pepper and a pinch of green salt and serve.
The cooked crab tofu stands like a hill in the container. The overall color is slightly dull between white and gray, but there is a bright golden color in one place or in a small piece.
Lin Chou tasted a spoonful first.
"emmmmmmm..."
The texture of the crab tofu was delicate and trembling, and the fine honeycomb-shaped holes contained a large amount of scalding juice. When Lin Chou couldn't wait to bite it, the only thing left in his mouth was "hiss, haha".
Hot, but worth it.
How do you say something?
While it's hot!
...
The sky is getting brighter, and the roar of the engine breaks the silence of the early morning.
Several wilderness chariots armored with the bones and teeth of alien beasts crushed grass blades, tree stumps, and boulders, charging all the way.
As long as the car is strong enough, what roads should I not dare to drive on?
The Evolver's driver's license is one of the most unreliable documents in the history of Mingguang. Apart from being able to match the serial number when issuing a fine, it cannot even give innocent passers-by any peace of mind.
Two hundred years after the Great Cataclysm, except for the dozens of kilometers just out of the city gate, there are no roads left outside Mingguang City. The knee-deep grass is enough to give face, and there are often large grassland evolvers two or three meters high.
We also have to endure it.
Basically, you can only rely on the armor to drive them all the way. As long as you don't drive up cliffs, enter rivers and lakes, and don't overturn, you are considered a qualified veteran driver.
There were about twenty people in several cars laughing and greeting each other. They parked their cars at the foot of Yanhui Mountain and walked up the mountain.
"Guess, what's for dinner this morning?"
"Baozi."
"I guess it's noodles, mixed noodles."
"Nonono, the big meat buns are the most authentic. What the hell is the noodles?"
"Knock, I heard that the raw material for making noodles is Chuangshan Musk Musk. Does Chuangshan Musk know?"
Then more than 20 people paid their respects solemnly... crossed out... and paid homage to the Snow Dumpling Boss hanging on the dome,
"Snow dumpling boss is mighty!"
"666"
"May Mr. Xue Tuanzi sleep here... be kind, cough, cough, cough... may he live in peace and peace for a long time."
The power of this big boss has long been spread among the black army. Now all the evolvers living in Mingguang City feel that they are more proud and they have finally regained the upper hand.
Look, aren't you Black Army awesome? In the end, won't you still rely on our Mingguang to help you suppress the virtual beast?
However, the snow dumpling boss was not in the mood to look at them at all, and his attention was entirely on the food in his hands.
Below the Snow Tuanzi boss is an iron tower like a ladder, designed by Gaojia High Speed Rail.
It only took one person on the high-speed train last night two hours to put up this thing. Each of the angle irons has complicated and beautiful forged fish scale patterns, which is very luxurious.
The height of the iron tower is about two hundred meters, which is about the same as the trees in the home. The top is a platform, and a roasted wood deer is placed upright on it. The boss of Snow Dumpling is within reach.
More than 20 people sighed deeply and continued walking.
"Hey, hold the grass..."
"Nah, I'm scared to death."
In the pavilion under the iron tower, there are several "paper figures" sitting upright.
What the hell, this style of painting is wrong!
As if they heard the movement of these people, the paper people turned their heads stiffly along with the rustling sound, and faced them with their white paper faces without any fluctuation.
When the wind blows, the notes on these paper figures make a rustling sound.
Although they clearly had no eyes, the more than twenty guys who had just arrived felt like there were a lot of terrifying sights falling on them that made their hearts go cold and their scalps numb.
It felt like a ray on my back! It felt like a lump in my throat! The atmosphere was quite embarrassing for a time!
"Am I pretty? I'm crazy??" A timid guy almost cried, "I just said that after going to school last night and drinking, don't walk on the trail behind the Qinshan Martial Arts School. Ma Maipi, you all?"
You don’t want to listen..."
"Who the hell is so wicked? This...couldn't it be for Mr. Snow Dumpling?"
Another guy muttered,
"Master Sanhuang is on top, Master Warlock is on top, come and collect this monster quickly!"
You see, this is a smart person. He can think clearly even in times of crisis and he also knows how to find a professional counterpart.
Then, the wise man rubbed his eyes and said in great horror,
"Is there one less paper person among you than before?!"
Is this haunted?
It's definitely haunted!
You should tell me what other things that are not haunted can escape the sight of their twenty or so evolvers!!
Everyone: "..."
paper man:"......"
A few seconds later, Lin Chou felt a strange wind blowing at the back door of the kitchen.
"Hey, it's strange, is it going to rain again...ah...ah...Leng Han, what are you doing standing here and not saying anything? It's scary. When did you come?"
Leng Han leaned against the wall as if nothing had happened and said to Lin Chou,
"Wash up."
Lin Chou suddenly realized,
"Oh, that's it. Hurry up...it's time to eat..."
"Um!"
After Lin Chou left, Leng Han breathed a sigh of relief.
She quickly peeled off the thick "paper strip" that had been pasted into felt on her back and destroyed the body. Judging from the thickness and degree of sincerity, the weight of this piece of paper and felt must have been at least twenty kilograms!
Leng Han's eyes were filled with coldness, especially fierce.
"Next time, next time I must win it back!" (To be continued)