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Although there is only one palm, Wang Zijun's knife technique is still precise, and in his hand, the knife is like a dancer dancing on the board, flashing with cold light. "Words * love * first * hair " words * love * first * hair ?? E?Novel?? www?．?１?x?i?a?o?s?h?u?o

Cut the bamboo shoots into slices, the ham into rectangular slices, the old hen and duck into large pieces, the green onion into sections, and the ginger into slices, all of which are done in a very quick way.

Finally, as soon as the sea rice is washed, the chicken and duck are soaked in boiling water for one minute, the blood foam is washed, and the winter bamboo shoots are soaked separately.

"It's a bit of a hassle with one hand. Wang Zijun muttered to himself when cleaning the scallops, to wash the mud and sand of the scallops, and really need to use technology without two hands, and inject a small amount of chicken soup into the scallops afterwards to lock the flavor.

"Then Brother Tian, where is the big casserole at home?" Wang Zijun searched in the cupboard and didn't find it, the blue sky deduced by Huayue Lou below was resisting the triple crisis, so don't say that you didn't hear it, even if you heard it, you don't have the energy to answer.

Wang Zijun tilted his head cutely and thought about it, if he couldn't find a large casserole, he would use a medium-sized casserole.

It is said that in the previous suite, the kitchen was very large, and Wang Zijun was responsible for the blue sky diet since he was fifteen years old, and his cooking skills were practiced at that time, so Wang Zijun bought all kinds of cooking utensils, and the casserole alone was divided into four types: large, medium, small and medium, and small.

Prepare all the ingredients in front of the table, the most important step is to throw the bear's paws, chicken, duck, sea rice, winter bamboo shoots, green onions, and ginger into the casserole, pour in the chicken broth, bring to a boil over high heat, and then turn on low heat and simmer slowly.

All stews need to be stewed slowly, if you want to be in a hurry and delicious, well, sleep, you can in your dreams.

"It smells so good. Wang Zijun smelled the soaring aroma, the pungent smell, which made him very satisfied with the steaming hand he made.

"It's so fragrant that I want to eat it. Wang Zijun said sincerely.

The atmosphere was extremely strange.

I chopped off my own hands, and then cooked a dish by myself, and smelled it and said I wanted to eat it, such a discordant scene. It's just a cold hair on the back of people's backs.

"Brother Tian looks at you very uncomfortable, but you won't be uncomfortable soon, and the steaming hands will be fine immediately. Wang Zijun looked at the blue sky that was getting more and more uncomfortable, and said.

Stewing bear's paws is actually very slow. You can't take it without half a day, of course, it's good that you don't have so much time, otherwise the blue sky may not be able to hold up.

When the human palm is stewed into seven rotten, that is, the surface skin, palm prints, fingerprints and other textures are all steamed at high temperature and blurred. Of course, the toenails have long been peeled off, and the skin and flesh at the fist bone position have been steamed, revealing milky white bones, which is really fragrant.

"I'm thinking, why don't I chop off one of my own hands to eat next time?" Wang Zijun tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "It's not right, if I chop another hand, what hand will I use to cook." ”

Wang Zijun suddenly thought of this question, a very serious question, of course, he was thinking about it in his head. Pick up the casserole with one hand.

"Whoa"

Take out the chicken, duck, sea rice, bamboo shoots, green onions, and ginger, and gently take out your left hand, pick out the finger bones from the stewed meat, and then cut them into long strips.

Here it shows Wang Zijun's exquisite knife work, cutting the meat, but not cutting off the skin underneath, you must know that the skin of a person who has been steamed is very fragile.

Wang Zijun strained the soup guò grid from the medium-sized casserole into the small and medium-sized casserole, then put the sliced human palms into it, and sprinkled winter bamboo shoots on top.

"How does Brother Tian taste? It's a little greasy and a little lighter. Wang Zijun paused and said, "I forgot, now Brother Tian, you are being bitten by the parasite Yonghe." There was simply no time to answer my question. ”

"Then let me decide, light. ”

Wang Zijun put cooking wine, a small amount of salt, a small amount of sugar, and spread a layer of ham slices on the surface of the palm. The casserole continues to simmer on the fire, and finally drizzles with scallop soup, which is wrapped in the knife marks on the human palm.

The slices of ham and human palms were completely stewed to the taste, and Wang Zijun took a plate from the cupboard and served it.

Steamed man's palm sounds like a very simple dish, but it is actually a fusion of the fragrance of winter bamboo shoots and the seafood flavor of dried scallops. There is also the freshness of chicken, duck and ham, and the taste of birds and animals and deep-sea seafood can be eaten in one dish, which is really perfect.

Originally, under Su Ye's interpretation, Wang Zijun's hands were enough to be a hand model, and in terms of color and flavor, it was a top-notch delicacy.

Wang Zijun did not ask Lan Tian to open the small world, but watched quietly, and after about seven or eight minutes, the huge discomfort caused by the parasite made Lan Tian fall to his knees, and then curled up on the ground.

The spiritual power can no longer support the small world, and the "bang" disappears, Wang Zijun has already prepared to fall from mid-air, and the steamed palm in his hand does not even drip a drop of oil juice.

"Brother Tian will eat this plate of steamed human hands. Wang Zijun said: "Because it is my hand, I think it should be extra delicious." ”

"Keke......" Lan Tian curled up on the ground and did not answer, but made a strange sound in his throat, like agreement and rejection.

"Then I believe Brother Tian, you also know that if you reach the limit, the Yonghe in your body will control your body, replenish your energy, and eat it when the time comes. Wang Zijun said: "Eating early and eating late is all in the same stomach, Brother Tian, you don't have to endure it." ”

"Don't think about killing yourself, and if you do, I don't guarantee that I won't put a knife in my throat. ”

Wang Zijun knows Lan Tian too well, and when the former said that parasites will control the body and eat it, what the latter Lan Tian thought about was really suicide, and he definitely couldn't eat Wang Zijun's meat anyway.

Just as his idea had just risen, he was blocked by the former's words.

Wang Zijun's words are not absolute, it is not that you will die and I will die, but I don't guarantee that I will not use a knife in my throat, but this kind of ambiguous words is more threatening.

"I said three years ago that I was raised by you, and if it weren't for you, I would have died at the age of thirteen. Wang Zijun said flatly, holding the plate and slowly walking in the direction of the blue sky.

"Brother Tian, since you don't agree with my point of view, then you are the thinking standard of ordinary human beings, according to the ordinary thinking standards of human beings, you are raised by me, and I can eat you. Wang Zijun said: "This sentence is generally applied to the attitude of human beings towards chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, rabbits and other farmed animals. ”

"You raised me, so eating me now is very much in line with the basic logical thinking concept of human beings. Wang Zijun took a piece of human palm meat and handed it to Lan Tian's mouth.

Lan Tian's face was bruised, and he reluctantly turned his head away, and a painful whine came out of his throat.

Ten seconds......

Thirty seconds......

A minute later, the scent of human flesh finally lured out the parasite Yonghe in Lan Tian's body. (To be continued.) )