It was so brilliant that he didn't believe a word about the rabbit.

"How can you not dislike it?" Father Rabbit didn't expect to get such an answer, and suddenly looked at Lu Jinxiu in disbelief with wide eyes.

It wasn't what he thought.

Not disliking it means that he can't have the food that his cubs make.

It's so angry.

Sure enough, there was no one in the human race who was pleasing except his cubs.

Lu Jinxiu understood the anger in his eyes, but he didn't care at all and looked away at Jian Yan.

Watching her lift the lid of the pot, in the thick white mist and the rich aroma that came to the nose, I looked at the ingredients in the pot with the marinade.

"It's fragrant!" He said.

In short, it is indeed fragrant, the combination of the best ingredients and the best ingredients, she is confident that this pot of lo-mei will surpass any lo-mei she has made after mixing and improving the recipe in the past.

She pulled out the dagger from her boot and poked it neatly into the pot, and she lifted a pig's ear the size of an adult's palm.

The lo-mei is red and the white is brine.

In short, this pot of lo-mei is red marinade.

The pig ears that have been removed from the impurities have been completely soaked in the color of the red brine and become a beautiful maroon.

Even if you haven't cut it yet, you can imagine how good it tastes in short.

"Daddy, find me a slate."

"We have the table."

Before Daddy Rabbit could answer, Qin Che, who had learned that the raw materials came from the Purpur Beast with a face, suddenly faded the disgust when they saw the pig ears with a rich fragrance and bright red and shiny color, and couldn't wait to take a small folding table out of the space buckle.

"That's good." Jian Yan was overjoyed when she looked at the table, and God knows how difficult it was for her to wash and cut her work these days.

There is no table, so I can only use local materials and stone slabs as tables, and sometimes there are no stone slabs, so I directly spread large leaves on the ground and put them on the board for washing and cutting.

After taking the board, knife and plate, Jian Yan first went to the river to wash and dry his hands, and then returned to the table to pick up the knife and start cutting the pig's ears.

In the aggressive sound, the plate is gradually filled, the meat is fragrant, and the pig's ears soaked in brine are on par with the color of the surface even if they are cut, which is the color that has been completely tasted.

"Come, taste them all."

Jian Yan's hands were full of oil, and he pointed to the pig's ears on the plate and said, "There are no dishes and chopsticks, so you can poke them with daggers and eat them." ”

Lu Jinxiu They are soldiers, and soldiers have the habit of carrying weapons with them, whether they are hot weapons or cold weapons.

Of course, they don't use hot weapons to eat pig ears, but they take out the triangular army thorns.

In today's era of highly developed thermal weapons, the cold weapon of the military spur is more of a symbol than a weapon.

A symbol of the continuation of the Blue Star civilization, the homeland of humanity in the Empire.

History books, including historical images left over from the empire, all have records of Blue Star soldiers carrying cold weapons with them.

This style has been preserved and continues to the present day.

Clean, sharp, carefully maintained, never seen blood and dirty military thorns, at this time by Lu Jinxiu and they quickly and accurately poked into the pig ear part they fancied.

Anyone who has eaten pig ears knows that there are many cartilages in pig ears, especially the part where the ears are connected to the pig's head, this part is three points thin and seven points fat, the juice is rich, soft and glutinous with toughness, the taste is super good, and it is a good dish to accompany the wine.