However, even if he ate with his teeth bared, the big tube peach style did not have the slightest intention of spitting out the peeing cow balls, but was accompanied by a hissing gasp of cold air, and the big tube peach style eyes bloomed with a touch of essence!

"It's delicious, it's amazing!"

"It's really the best in the world!"

"The whole peeing cow balls are refreshing and full of juice when eaten, and they are simply incomparable!!"

After eating so many meat dishes, even the big peach style feels a little greasy, and I want to find some vegetarian dishes to eat.

But he searched the entire cafeteria on the second floor, and only found some mushrooms, not other vegetarian dishes.

Seeing this, Bai Shira, who had been secretly monitoring the big barrel of wooden peach, walked up and asked kindly:

"Guest, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The big wooden peach raised his eyebrows, "Why are there no vegetarian dishes here?"

"Guest, I'm really sorry because there are too many ingredients and the supply of vegetarian dishes is not enough recently, and most of them are now only available on the first floor. ”

"That's it!" "Big Barrel Mu Momo touched his smooth chin with one hand and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll go down and take a look." ”

"Okay, please come with me!"

Bai said, and led the big barrel of wooden peach down.

Looking at the white curvaceous back, and the curves that the skirt can't hide, for some reason, the big barrel peach style actually feels some hot feelings in the bottom of my heart.

"This must be a delusion!"

The big barrel of wooden peach shook his head vigorously, throwing out the ridiculous thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't shake off the moving curves of Bai in his mind.

Feeling the fiery gaze behind him, Bai's body suddenly stiffened, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

Fortunately, this is not the first time, with a tired smile on his white face, he led the big wooden peach to a seat and sat down.

The big barrel of wooden peach casually looked at the menu of the Manchu and Han full seats, and specially picked a vegetarian dish.

Which lotus root.

This is a partial name of the Manchu and Han Dynasty banquets, lotus root because of its nutritional value, has always been a delicacy used by the court, but in the Qing Dynasty, because the ruler disliked the meaning behind the name Nezha, there was a rebellion against the court of the court, so the word Nazha was cancelled.

"Bring me a lotus root. The big barrel peach said.

"Okay, please wait!" Bai barely smiled.

Subsequently, in the reluctant gaze of the big wooden peach, Bai ran away as if he was in a hurry, as if he was in a panic, and went straight to the kitchen.

Bai Zhen is afraid that if he continues to stay there, something bad will happen!

And unfortunately, the big barrel peach style also has the strength to act arbitrarily!

Getting the menu handed by Bai, Yang Ming nodded and started a new cooking.

Yang Ming took out the lotus root, the shape of the lotus root is very unique, it is branch-like, a long lotus root has six or seven sections, the short one has three or four sections, the lotus root in the middle is thick and round, the side is thin and long, like the baby's chubby arm, there are dark brown lotus nodes between the lotus roots, and there are sharp shoots on the lotus roots.

In the process of removing the lotus root, it is necessary to avoid being pricked by the spikes on the lotus root.

Yang Ming took out a sharp dragon slaying knife, and with a few brushes of advanced knife skills, he sliced the outer skin of the lotus root, and then he would see the white, watery flesh under the skin.

Yang Ming will have some small holes in the lotus root, like honeycombs, like firecracker launch holes, like flower petals.

If you look closely, you will find that when the lotus root is separated, there are some threads connected to the lotus root, and these tiny threads are like the silk spit out by Spider-Man in the movie, and also like the beards of some old people.

The thread is broken, that's what it says.

After Yang Ming peeled the skin, he would see that the rhizome of the lotus root was thick, the flesh was delicate, and it was white and flawless.

The lotus root is as white as snow, if it is in the soup, it will not melt for a long time, the entrance is smooth and soft, delicate and sweet, and full of fragrance.

But this time, Yang Ming did fried lotus root.

When dealing with lotus roots, there is one point that is very noteworthy, to eat lotus roots, to choose the skin is yellow-brown, the flesh is thick and white, if it is black, there is a peculiar smell, it is not suitable for eating.

Yang Ming picked the fresh lotus root picked today, peeled the skin, put it in cold water to wash, and picked off the bad part with his hands.

After filtering twice, Yang Ming used the sharp dragon slaying knife, swinging freely like a great grandmaster, accompanied by the sound of slicing, thin pieces of lotus root slices were placed in place neatly, as if they had not been cut, and they were still a complete individual.

Yang Ming put the lotus root slices into the basket and began to boil the red iron pot.

When the dark red pattern spreads under the black pot that is as black as charcoal, Yang Ming pours the oil along the edge of the black pot, and then uses a shovel to ripple the oil away, sticking a thin layer of oil to the bottom of the pot.

At this point, the hot red bottom of the pot quickly warms up the oil, and a light oil fragrance spreads.

Taking advantage of this short gap, Yang Ming quickly crushed the garlic, washed the ginger, peeled it and flattened it, and then poured it into the pot together.

Zila!

Cracking sound!

Because they still have a little water on their bodies, as soon as they enter the red-hot black cauldron, they immediately erupt into a fierce conflict like Mars hitting the earth.

You can also see that the minced garlic at the bottom of the pot keeps jumping up and down, and it has been dyed with a yellow halo in a short time.

A strong garlic aroma mixed with ginger turned into a light smoke.

It's too late, it's too soon.

Yang Ming scooped up the basket containing the lotus root in one hand and quickly poured it into the pot.

Bang la la !

At this moment, when the lotus root with more water was removed from the pot, it was almost like frying the pot, and a dense crisp sound like sprinkling beans erupted.

Yang Ming grabbed the handle of the pot in one hand and the spatula in the other, and quickly stir-fried.

The flames licked angrily under the pot, and the lotus root on the pot kept tumbling.

After stir-frying a few times, Yang Ming poured a bowl of water into it, then covered the pot and waited for it to simmer.

After a few minutes, a steaming heat came out of it, and the lid on the pot kept lifting, and thick white smoke escaped from the cracks, carrying the fragrance of lotus root mixed with garlic, filling the surroundings.

Yang Ming lifted the lid of the pot, scooped a handful of salt, stir-fried for a while, and then poured the lotus root extract onto the plate.

I saw that the lotus root was sitting quietly on it, the bright white seemed to glow, it looked very eye-catching, and with the steaming heat, a fragrance spread.

At the same time, with the remaining lotus root, Yang Ming did not waste it idlely, but the tip of the knife flew, with a knife and a stroke, with an unpredictable charm, carved the remaining lotus root into a three-inch child, stepping on the hot wheels, heroic and cool, very handsome.