(A thousand chapters are full of flowers, hahahaha, are there any rewards?)
It was already midnight, and the shouts of Old Zhao and the blind old man in front could still make the mountains behind him tremble. Moreover, the old warlock didn't know what kind of wind he had, but he actually started singing in the voice of the old bird crying, something like "Meow together."
"Meow Meow" is very interested.
If he hadn't been unable to defeat them, Lin Chou could have used a shovel to beat these guys into a coma.
Wu Ke poked Lin Chou with his elbow,
"Brother Chou, Brother Chou, can Master Warlock get drunk too?!"
Listening carefully, Boss Lin's liver was trembling.
"Uh... just from the sound... it seems like it can be done..."
Wu Ke snorted and muttered,
"What do you think this ghost will become if he drinks too much?"
Su Yourong's huge and cute eyes were thrown at Wu Ke,
"484 is stupid, he must be an alcoholic!"
"..."
At this moment, the fire surrounded by stones gradually changed from a raging fire to a dull color. A half-burnt lamb leg bone was thrown on it, extremely smooth without a trace of meat, and occasionally crackled.
Apply grease a few times.
Wu Ke rubbed his belly and said,
"Brother Chou, your hazel chicken is delicious. Why do I think that the more I eat, the hungrier I get?"
Most of the leg of lamb just went into Braid's belly - haha, Wu Ke can't beat him.
Lin Chou said with a smile,
"It's already late at night, so many of us have only eaten so little. It's strange that we can be full... There is also a mountain catfish buried under the fire. It is buried quite deep. It should have been eaten by now.
It’s baked, dig it in.”
The mountain catfish was buried by Lin Chou before he piled the stones. It was covered with sand and river mud that was at least twenty to thirty centimeters thick. It was better to be steamed than grilled. After digging it out, the fish was wrapped.
The banana leaves are still all green, with water beads hanging on them.
Su Yourong said doubtfully,
"Master, why does this fish... look different from the ones I've eaten before? And it's also a bit too big..."
There are several species of mountain catfish in the back mountains, and they are all relatively rare and large. This fish is not very active and prefers to stay in shallow and cold water like mountain streams. The whole body is very flat, especially the mouth, which is completely like
It looks like two dustpans put together.
As for the reasons why they are relatively rare, they can really only be classified by themselves.
The mountain catfish has a particularly fierce temperament. If a mountain catfish appears in a certain pond, the final result will often be that it eats up all the other fish and then starves itself to death.
This ferocity is also shown in living water streams. If the number of mountain catfish in this stream exceeds a certain limit, the mountain catfish themselves will bear the brunt of it. They will immediately enter the self-cleaning mode, and the big mountain catfish will madly chase and kill the small ones.
The mountain catfish will be killed and devoured until they feel that there is enough other "food" in the stream to share with their own kind.
This habit and feeding habit are so intense that not many mountain catfish can be seen even in a resource-rich mountain stream behind Yanhui Mountain.
This special mountain catfish has a few dark blue spots on its body. Before the catastrophe, it was almost only produced in the swamps of the Jiansan River Basin and parts of the outer Xing'an Mountains. The local selling price is based on three to four more detailed classifications.
The price ranges from 80 to 10 and 00 to 900 yuan per catty, which can be regarded as relatively expensive fish.
It also has a rather strange nickname. People in some areas of the Sanjiang Basin seem to be willing to call them "luyazi" because they like to stay under key waterways with dense aquatic plants in swamps, on the edges, and against the flow of water.
Always waiting for small fish, shrimps, and hash ants to get into their mouths.
A flat piece of fish lay in the soup gathered on the banana leaf. The widest part of the fish body was even more than 20 centimeters. The thick fish skin was filled with bright oil, and there was no earthy smell at all.
After slicing the fish skin with chopsticks, the meat juice continues to gush out from under the fish skin, and the tender and white fish meat is particularly vivid.
Wu Ke was convinced after just one bite.
"Oh my god...is this really a freshwater fish??"
Lin Chou smiled and said,
"Of course it's a freshwater fish. I heard that in the past when there were a lot of these things, they could be sold at the same price as the mantis, which is also the Northeastern black crayfish. In ancient times, the Jin people had a very powerful dish. I heard that it was made of this kind of blue and white mountain catfish.
?The fish oil is used to fry the hash ham with minced meat?”
No one can imagine what the "toad" fried with fish tastes like, but it doesn't affect everyone's taste.
The fish soup flowing on the banana leaves was the most popular, and the soup was finished before the fish was even touched with chopsticks.
The fish oil has a special taste, and it is not too greasy. On the contrary, it is slightly refreshing. When mixed with the fish soup that is steamed with banana leaves, it is mellow and sweet, which almost caused everyone to quarrel again.
Lin Chou sipped the hot fish soup in small sips.
"Hey, why don't you eat the braids?"
Lin Chou had seen with her own eyes how much food she ate. This ration was simply not enough to fill her stomach. Could it be that it was not to her liking?
The braided woman pouted in embarrassment,
"You're not good to me, I'm going to tell my mother-in-law!"
Lin Chou: "???"
The braid hummed,
"I don't want to eat this kind of fish, it's so ugly! I want to eat fish from the sea! I want to eat ice fish with raw mince and cold soaked rice!"
Lin Chou searched in his mind for a long time, and finally asked with a confused look,
“What is cold-stuffed ice fish rice?”
Lin Chou knew about chazuke rice. Not only did he know that he had also made it, but this chazuke rice with iced fish crumbs...
Uh...it's definitely not in the regular recipe, right?
Braids: "Bala, bala, bala, bala, bala~"
The little girl spoke very fast, and it took Lin Chou a long time to understand something. This thing was the same as the "Ghost Knife Technique", and it was another Bizhan cuisine that the little girl with braided braids understood.
God knows what kind of historical information this little girl is studying before the cataclysm, and the Queen of the Night doesn't care about it?
Little girl, isn’t this research direction a bit misguided?
But after all, Lin Chou can be regarded as a village-level chef that exceeds international standards. He can master this kind of thing once he hears it, and he can do it at his fingertips.
"Okay, ice fish with raw and cold rice, right? How about the red golden eye snapper? I tell you, this fish is very expensive..."
"don't want!!"
The braid pouted and yawned and said,
"I usually eat red meat fish, not white meat fish."
What's wrong with this damn kid? He's looking for trouble!
Wu Ke poked Lin Chou again with his arm.
"Hey, buddy, this little girl is nauseous. Children are like this. If you let her eat well, she should probably go to sleep."
Lin Chou blinked,
"What is sleeping? How do you know so much!"
Wu Ke thought for a while and said hesitantly,
"Maybe it's because I'm a senior single?"
Lin Chou: "..."
This is all nonsense, so how do you, a single person, know so many issues about raising a doll?
Lin Chou glanced at the pigtails that were still swollen from yawning, and had no choice but to stand up.
"Wait, wait, just give me ten minutes."
Boss Lin ran up the back hill in a hurry, his back bleak.
The big-breasted sister and Yourong murmured,
"Wow, I feel like Shihu is very suitable for coaxing children!"
"The boss is really talented and patient. Anyway, I...I definitely can't stand it..."
Wu Ke interrupted,
"I said, why don't you go and help?"
Have the capacity to stick out your tongue,
"Slightly, slightly..."
Help throw dishes or help cause trouble?
After a while, Lin Chou came back carrying a bunch of things.
Wu Ke was shocked,
"I'm going to Brother Chou. You won't be able to cook a dish, right? What's this? Let me take a look..."
"What a big fish!"
"Kelp? Soy sauce paste?"
"What is this...fuck it smells so fishy...is this blood?"
"I know this, it's wasabi."
Lin Chou placed the bonito with thin ice beads hanging on his back on a freshly picked banana leaf. The huge bonito was as fat as a seal, its tight skin was pale blue, and its smell was fresh and not overpowering.
Lots of fishy smell.
This juvenile bonito, which is more than one meter long, had its internal organs removed and blood drained out when it was transported from the sea, and has been stored in an underground cold storage ever since.
The quality of bonito cannot be compared with the tuna that some guys in Mingguang like to eat, and it can't even compare with several types of salmon. It is also a red-fleshed fish with a strong fishy taste, and Lin Chou really doesn't use it very often.
Su Yourong said,
"I know this fish. It's delicious when cooked as raw fish, especially with the soy sauce water made from fish liver and fish soup."
Lin Chou chopped off the fish's head with one knife and glanced at Su Yourong.
"Oh, that's good. My good disciple knows a little bit!"
Su Yourong raised his head,
"That's~"
Even though she can’t cook it, she can eat it.
The Su family would never hesitate to take care of this talented businesswoman who is the backbone of the Su family.
In addition to wasabi and wasabi, people in Mingguang prefer eating raw fish in "original soup", which is naturally divided into sweet and salty dishes.
What sweet parties love is this so-called "soy sauce water". The most common place for soy sauce water is probably the beef table in the Chaoshan area before the catastrophe. The locals like to use dried radish, green onions and soy sauce in a pot, add salt and sugar.
After stewing, it is used to rinse meat and cook fish. The taste is simple and pure, rich and mellow.
People in Mingguang prefer to use this soy sauce water to stew cod liver and fish bones, make a thick soup and let it cool before using it as a dipping sauce to eat with raw fish, which has a unique flavor.
While he was talking, Lin Chou had already turned a bonito fish into diced fish of equal size, along the reddest part of the spine.
"Master, what did you just put in the fish?"
"Just a little wild onion, oh, and shepherd's purse root."
"What about this chili?"
"Ahem, let it go..."
"Master, are you afraid that we will learn from you secretly?"
"..."
Fish heads, fish tails, fish bones, fish livers and soy sauce water are boiling in the pot, and thick bubbles appear due to the addition of sugar.
In another pot, bonito flowers and kelp roots dug out from bonito that had been dried many times were stewed. A little clam juice and lemon leaves were added to it, and there seemed to be some other things floating in the pot.
After the soy sauce water was simmered, Lin Chou found a pile of ice cubes and sat the basin on it. After cooling, he mixed it with the minced fish meat and continued to chill it with ice cubes.
The braided man seemed to have completely gotten rid of his sleepiness, staring at Lin Chou's movements with bright eyes.
The little girl said,
"Hey, soup, that soup also needs to be cold..."
"I know, I know."
Not only was it cold, Lin Chou also added ice cubes to the Japanese-style soup stock that was stewed with bonito flowers and kelp pretending to be kombu after it cooled down.
A bowl of warm rice, covered with minced bonito meat, and poured with cold dashi.
Sprinkle flowers, ah no, sprinkle chopped green onions.
"Now, taste it if it tastes like this."
The busty sister and Su Yourong looked at each other, can this thing really be eaten?
Wu Ke kept swallowing his saliva, not out of greed, but out of fear.
"I'm sorry...this thing is too fierce...is it bibimbap filled with raw dumplings..."
It is raw bonito itself, the rice served with it is cold, and the soup is also served with ice.
Didn't I say that you Luanshan people all have iron stomachs? Why are you so good?
Croissant braid: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~"
Wu Ke was defeated and retreated.
"Excuse my incompetence and take my leave!"
Lin Chou took another few bowls of croissant and named them "Cold Pickled Rice with Sliced Ice Fish".
"Do you want to eat?"
Su Yourong's head shook like a rattle.
Lin Chou looked at Wu Ke, who panicked.
"Uh, I don't eat haha, my waist is not good, don't make trouble... ah, no, my stomach is not good..."
Lin Chou silently cooked rice,
"Hmm...huh? It actually tastes pretty good. Do you really want to try it?"
Before Lin Chou had finished speaking, Mr. Gungun behind the big-breasted sister had already swallowed the bowl.
"..."
Really delicious.
After Lin Chou tried it, he felt that it was actually quite good and not as bad as he imagined.
The chopped bonito is rich in oil and full of umami, and it also has some sweetness from the soy sauce, so that it feels even more sweet after taking a bite, and the cold soup instantly cools the entire mouth.
After that, my mouth was completely filled with the refreshing coldness of the fish meat and soup. My teeth were chattering slightly, but my body was sweating and the hairs on my hair stood on end.
Of course, the fish itself still has the fishy smell, but when you eat it, people who like this bite will find it very wild and pleasant.
The braid sipped the soup,
"This soup is delicious. It's even better than the soup made by grandma. The taste is also different. What did you put in it?"
Lin Chou poured some soup into the pot,
"Here, red devil shrimp and stolen wild tea, I didn't expect them to go well together."
The braided man nodded repeatedly,
“Cold brewed rice has become chazuke rice!”
The big one and the small one ate very happily, which made Wu Ke and Yourong resentful.
"Brother Chou...are you really okay with this..."
"Shithu..."
Lin Chou sighed, put down his job,
"Okay, okay, I got it. I'm just thinking of you."
Wu Ke pointed to the divided bonito,
"Eating sashimi? I..."
Lin Chou smiled strangely, holding the bowl of fishy blood,
"How about this."
Wu Ke: "???"
Su Yourong: "!!!"
Lin Chou snorted and muttered,
"You don't even know it, but it's a good thing. Really good things know how to cut it."
Wu Ke said speechlessly,
"Brother Chou, I am from a scientific research institute. I am limited in my knowledge and knowledge, but you can't fool me..."
The big-breasted lady leaned over and sniffed,
"Is this...deer blood?"
"Yo!" Lin Chou gave a thumbs up, "Big-breasted sister, will you know it just by smelling it?"
Chizhi na na,
"Well... we used to use deer blood to sacrifice to the Blood God... so we are familiar with the taste..." (To be continued)