Pacific South Island dusk.

In the camp, there was only the light of a campfire.

On the fire, the water in the clay pot was already boiling and bubbling.

The heat wave is rolling.

After doing the corresponding rain prevention work, Lin Feng began to prepare dinner.

He added some firewood to the campfire, then turned back to the hut and grabbed a male turkey from the coop.

"Brothers, tonight, I'm going to kill a turkey to satisfy my hunger. In the past half month, it has been coarse tea and light rice, and it's time to replenish a wave of energy, how about it?

When the audience heard it, this is the rhythm of poisoning again!

"Ahh

"Don't dare to have an opinion, I'm afraid of being pinched and removed, just like it!"

"Anchor, please pay attention to the horn of your mouth!"

"Are you going to eat Golden Crispy Chicken?"

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

"Damn, no, I'll go get the spicy strips first to satisfy my hunger!"

From the start of the live broadcast to the present, many months have passed, but the audience still hasn't produced even a certain amount of antibodies to Lin Feng's food temptation!

As soon as he heard about the poisoning, Lin Feng's hatred value increased sharply.

Many fans have taken out their long-cherished watermelon knives.

Looking at the barrage, Lin Feng shook his head, carried the chicken leg, took out the flint knife, took the turkey to the fire, and said with a smile: "Everyone, the next scene may be a little bloody, and the audience who is not used to it, please avoid it first." ”

After that, his hand rose and fell.

Poof!

The turkey flapped its wings and cooed a few times.

The voice was terrible, and it spread through the woods.

Immediately after, a pool of bright red blood flowed down its neck.

Afterwards, Lin Feng scooped some hot water from the clay pot with a clam shell and poured it on the chicken feathers.

Wild turkeys, unlike domesticated domestic chickens.

Eats more insects, so the meat is tender.

The hair is also easier to pluck.

In an instant, after a few splashes of hot water, the pores on the chicken skin will swell and fall off with a gentle plucking of your hand.

However, because there is no larger container, it is still a bit laborious to handle this big guy.

In foreign countries, killing turkeys is a technical job, with special slaughtering tools and plucking utensils.

Next to the bonfire, Lin Feng kept pouring hot water while plucking chicken feathers.

After forty minutes of hard work, he obtained not only a white and tender turkey, but also chicken feathers.

"The most authentic way to eat turkey is to roast it. Roast turkey is an essential dish for Westerners on Thanksgiving and Christmas. ”

This dish originated in 1620, when the immigrants of the British Kingdom, in order to thank the Indians who rescued them, held a sumptuous thanksgiving party, and treated these primitive natives with roast turkey and corn pastry. ”

Therefore, eating turkey on Thanksgiving has become a unique custom. ”

Lin Feng explained while he was busy: "And the most primitive way to roast turkey is not to use an oven, but to use wood charcoal!"

"The charcoal barbecue can highlight the freshness of the turkey and bring out the fat in the chicken skin. ”

So saying, he found one or two sticks, tied them in the shape of a cross, and served the turkey severely, spreading its wings, tightening its feet, and binding it with bark ropes.

"666, this look!"

"Kaede Style Ten Tortures of Asian Bondage!"

"Haha, this is a chicken with treatment!"

"Chicken: What did I do wrong in my previous life, why did I meet him?"

"Rub, before the feature film started, I could already smell the fragrance, damn, it's hopeless......"

He then spread out the charcoal fire with a stick, tied two brackets, and stood on the fire, placing the turkey on which it kept turning.

Roasting a turkey takes a long time, at least two hours.

During this free time, Lin Feng was not idle, and kept chatting with everyone.

All kinds of strange questions from water friends followed.

The content is varied.

Some people even asked about his current coordinates and wanted to form a group to come over to denounce him.

In this regard, Lin Feng could only smile helplessly.

The night is getting darker.

Over time, the skin begins to turn brown and sizzle.

The dark yellow chicken fat, dripping from time to time, has a subtle chemical reaction with the charcoal fire, and green smoke rises.

After nearly half an hour of roasting, the aroma began to intensify.

It is a meaty aroma mixed with the smell of charcoal fire, which is very attractive.

Lin Feng pricked the chicken leg a few times with a stone knife, and felt that it was almost enough, so he removed the grill from the charcoal fire, put it on a stone slab, and cut the bark rope.

In the next second, the cooked chicken instantly unfolded and came out with white gas.

Under the lens, the burnt yellow chicken skin is full of oil, as if it has been smeared with a layer of honey.

Seeing this scene, not only the audience in the live broadcast room, but even Lin Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Ahhhh

"Poisoning in the middle of the night, speechless~!"

"This familiar picture, Feng Ye is going to eat and drink nonsense again!"

"Tears, tears!"

"A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng gave the anchor 10 sources of life—— rely on, are there any local friends in Yanjing, the music string bar starts, find me to sign up!"

"I really didn't open the hanging, give away 10 sources of life to the anchor—— come, sign up in a group, I'm in the workers' body, chat in the group!"

"Feng Ye's little fan sister gave the anchor 10 sources of life—— I want to go too, but it's a pity that I'm abroad!"

Lin Feng didn't care about the "small theater" in the live broadcast room, but stared directly at the fragrant roasted turkey legs, and his index finger moved.

That chicken leg is the size of his arm, fat and oily, full of color and flavor!

In the next second, when he tore off a chicken leg with his hand, the tender chicken instantly wafted out a burst of fragrance.

Lin Feng held the big chicken leg and shook it in front of the camera.

Then, he opened his mouth and took a hard bite!

After entering the mouth, the juice rich in chicken fibers, with the burnt chicken skin, spreads between his lips and teeth, and approaches his taste buds step by step!

"Hmmm......"

Because of the food, he kept shaking his head and frowning, and his face was unbearable.

That's right, at this moment, Lin Feng has been completely captured by this chicken, and he can only leave the audience with an expression to make them reverie.

After taking two bites, he wiped the butter from the corner of his mouth and explained: "The taste of wild turkey is not the same as that of artificial breeding, it is tender and fragrant, especially after charcoal fire, the game is rich. ”

"Although there is no seasoning, the taste is not inferior at all. Nowadays, there are not many wild turkeys on the market, and the most widely distributed places are in southern North America, and the prices are ridiculously high. ”

At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, and the blue sea is tidal.

The last rays of light in the sky have also been swallowed up by darkness.

In the camp, there was a light rain, and it was very comfortable to drench on the body.

In the middle of heaven and earth, he sat alone by the campfire, enjoying the food, enjoying the only peace and tranquility of a tropical island.