Zhang Jin, who had made up his mind, rejected the kindness shared by the three Oroqen brothers very righteously, and planned to take out the technique of pressing the bottom of the box, and concentrate on the flying dragon bird that he and Ye Hong shared that weighed no more than eight taels.

Although Beigong Heyue and Liu Xianxian also want to kindly share their respective flying dragon birds with Zhang Jin, they are ashamed of their previous careful thinking that their name is 'If I were Sister Ye' is not simple // the fastest text update has no pop-ups and no ads //, and then thinks back to the shameful scene when Zhang Jin heroically saved the beauty before, he saw the shameful scene of his own big spring light.

In the end, in order to avoid suspicion and steal the bell, the two girls only hesitated a little and gave up the idea of 'eating with their son'.

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In the end, it is a hunting and wild stay, pots and pans cannot be as complete as at home. Moreover, the Oroqen people's picnic food is also mainly burned and smoked, so the stove that the whole team can use to cook is only one marching pot.

It's easy to have a stove, just hang the pot on a rope over the fire pit in the pluton!

Since the time to return to the camp was much earlier than the original time of Jihua, coupled with the-for-tat anger of Zhang Jin and Beigong Shuoyue, they had to 'share the food' they had gained.

So as soon as the team returned to the camp, the preparation of dinner began early. After all, it's the only pot, but you have to queue up to use it!

In order to watch the play, several ladies and three Oroqen guides were very 'understanding' to let the two guys who were angry use this only pot first. It's better to kill the suspense of 'who will regret it' as soon as possible.

So, after Zhang Jin pushed and gave in, the fat man of Beigong took the lead in taking over the right to use the pot.

Beigong Shuoyue's cooking skills are not good, but this simple idiot-level 'white boiled flying dragon soup' still can't stop him.

Under the observation of everyone, the fat man neatly removed his own share of the flying dragon bird and cleaned the internal organs, and then put it in the pot that was already boiling. This method is the most primitive and original taste, and it is also a popular way to eat at present, including in the palace pool.

Looking at Beigong Shuoyue's chef demeanor and familiar Jiashi, Zhang Jin, who is a real top chef, has no sense of appreciation. The corners of his mouth were raised, his expression was stunned, and he was very cautious and very bad in his heart: With your two brushes, you will be able to salivate tonight!

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The pond fire is very strong. Not only does it make the whole room warm as summer, but it also makes the pot water hanging on the pond fire boil quickly. The white steam began to spew out in the gap between the pot and the lid, and spread quickly.

In the end, the flying dragon is known as the 'first taste of rare birds' in the Xing'an Mountains, even if Beigong Shuoyue is as rough as the cooking method, even if Beigong Shuoyue has not added any ingredients to it, the aroma of the steam can make everyone in the pun Luo Zi can't help but smell the first bite at the same time. swallowed a mouthful of saliva, revealing a reflex-like gluttony, even Zhang Jin was no exception.

This is a fragrance that Zhang Jin and Ye Hong have never smelled, although it is very strong, but it is not tired, that is, it does not look like meat, nor does it look like a plain fragrance, and it is not similar to the aroma that they have smelled before. It's a mouth-watering aroma that's hard to describe, but easy to mouth-watering!

looked at Zhang Jin and couldn't help revealing a greedy image. Beigong Shuoyue couldn't help but purse the corners of her mouth to reveal a conceited smile.

'White boiled flying dragon soup" just wash the pot and pick up the flying dragon. Even a top chef wouldn't make it much better than a novice. And judging from the aroma escaping from the pot now, this dish of Beigong Shuoyue is undoubtedly very successful.

Therefore, Beigong Shuoyue firmly believes that this 'sharing of food' is likely to move back to a game for himself who has lost two games in a row. Let yourself not lose so completely in front of this guy Lao Jin. …,

'White Boiled Flying Dragon Soup' is an authentic northern dish, which is a quick-cooking soup instead of a Cantonese soup, and does not require a long simmer.

In addition, the flying dragon is small, the meat is thin and the bones are fine, and it is very easy to cook. So in less than half an hour, when the soup in the pot was about half, Beigong Shuoyue ordered some refined salt and put it hot out of the pot.

The moment the lid of the pot was lifted, it rose with a white mist shaped like a dragon and a tiger. With a more intense aroma, it conquers everyone.

So that the people who were not very hungry at this time couldn't help but 'grunt' and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, which was very neat and loud.

So much so that the three girls who heard the voice looked at each other in unison, and their faces turned crimson. It's so embarrassing to show such a greedy image in front of everyone's eyes!

"Yo, our fat man's soup is ready. These are all our own, a whole flying dragon bird, a whole pot of flying dragon soup! So blissful! ”

Beigong Shuoyue, this guy, while aiming at Zhang Jin with a show-off eye, teased this guy who won two games in two days with an exaggerated tone and a very superior tone.

After watching Zhang Jin's throat stir and staring at him fiercely, he turned his head and began to operate his own 'Flying Dragon Soup'. Beigong Shuoyue stepped forward very cheaply, and said to the others in words that were obviously for Zhang Jin: "Sister-in-law Ye Hong, old sister, Sister Xian Xian, and Brother Mo Rigen...... Do you want to try our fat man's craft? But the old energy is not needed, and other chefs can't look down on our level. ”

Beigong Shuoyue not only had a provocative taste in his words, but this guy was also angry and stood beside Zhang Jin, so that the aroma of the flying dragon soup in his hand always lingered on Zhang Jin's nose, seducing Zhang Jin's gluttony.

When several people, including the three ladies and the three Oroqen brothers, tasted it at the invitation of Beigong Shuoyue, and gave a thumbs up to express their praise, the fat man's heart was even more victorious, and his tail was higher.

After glancing at the fat man who was enjoying the delicious soup with his eyebrows raised, Zhang Jin lowered his head without being bothered, and concentrated on dealing with the flying dragon soup belonging to Zhang Jin and Ye Hong.

Zhang Jin's method of dealing with the flying dragon is much more complicated than that of Beigong Shuoyue, and it is not as simple as plucking, removing dirt, and getting off the pot after the three steps.

Instead, the whole dragon bird, which is not much bigger than an ordinary domestic pigeon after dehairing with a knife, is delicately broken down according to its head, wings, legs, organs, and breasts.

Then, after carefully selecting from them, they are deboned and shredded.

Soon, there were more than a dozen small piles on the cutting board.

Preserved meat, leg meat, crown meat, bird liver, bird intestines, bird gizzards...... It is classified, and each strand of meat can not be compared with the thickness of the naked eye, and each strand of meat will never be much thicker than a human hair.

Absolutely only Zhang Jin's knife work, which can be called the best in the world, can use one hand and one knife to process this kind of 'precision' ingredients.

From this end alone, you can see the delicacy of the flying dragon soup that Zhang Jin is about to cook, and compared to it, Beigong Shuoyue's boiling technique is as rough as the primitive man's 'Ru Mao drinking blood'.

Seeing that everyone was barely accustomed to the aroma of their flying dragon soup, they all surrounded Zhang Jin, who was in a hurry with both hands, and was amazed at Zhang Jin's cut of meat like a precision machine tool, Beigong Shuoyue couldn't help but gnaw on the wings of the flying dragon bird, and said sourly: "What's the use of cutting beautifully?" This thing is for eating, not for seeing. If it is exquisite, it may not taste as good as our stew! ”

Zhang Jin glanced at the fat man who was talking about 'grape sour' with disdain, and did not fight back. Zhang Jin just wanted to see if this dead fat man could still stiffen his mouth after his 'boiled flying dragon soup' was ready. Soon, the pot that Zhang Jin's turn to use, after being brushed and filled with water and hung on the fire, came out of white steam again.

So, Zhang Jin took the lead in putting the shredded flying dragon bird gizzard into it. Then, as bubbles appeared at the bottom of the pot, as the pot water boiled slightly, and the pot water boiled, Zhang Jin put the bird's claws and leg meat in turn.

Zhang Jin didn't close the pot, so the steam naturally overflowed and filled the entire small room. But what is surprising is that the smell of the steam diffused in the pot is not only far from being compared with the aroma of Beigong Shuoyue's pot before, but it is not even a fragrance.

It seems that the faint fishy smell of the bird gizzard has suppressed the fragrance belonging to the bird meat, so that although the taste is not pungent, it is definitely not a good smell. Some of them resemble the fishy smell found in poultry slaughterhouses, and they will never whet your appetite.

"Could it be that this pot of dragon soup of his has messed up?"

This is what everyone thinks except Zhang Jin.

After all, when good horses also miss their feet, who knows if Zhang Jin, who can be called a 'super chef' with his skills, will be shaken by Beigong Shuoyue's dead fat man's hand and turn this soup that seems to be complicated into 'poison'?

When the three beauties were still verbalizing in their stomachs, they wanted to express their 'condolences' to Zhang Jin, who 'failed', Beigong Shuoyue, a fat man with bad intentions of 'falling into the well', took the posture of a victor and took the lead in shouting: "I said Lao Jin, this is your flying dragon soup?" Are you sure it tastes like it's edible? You're a chef, you should know, this good thing has to be color, smell, and taste......"

For the fat man's 'fuss' equivalent to a 'victory declaration', for the dead fat man's face that was obviously smiling but pretending to be regretful and surprised, Zhang Jin replied with the white eyes of contempt, and said in his mouth with the tone of the elders teaching the juniors and the seniors teaching the backwards: .

"If you don't understand, just look at it honestly, don't be embarrassed! You are a foodie who only knows how to eat, as long as you care about the result, you will shut us up in the process. If you really talk about cooking, you know? ”

In a word, not only did the gloating Beigong Shuoyue choke and roll his eyes, but also suppressed the doubts in the hearts of others, and gambled on the concern and comfort of several beauties.

After plugging Beigong Shuoyue's broken mouth with a very powerful sentence, Zhang Jin once again put his attention on the boiling pot. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )