(Thank you to the alliance leader for waiting for the kiss to be rewarded.) ）

The chaff shell will not burn, burn without flame from the inside and the surface, only see the slightly reddened sparks and smoke but do not see the open flame, such a fire has a special name, called "mother and son fire", the temperature of the fire is low and soft, and it is mostly used for simmering.

If you know a little about the chef's profession, you can know that as long as you use the fire to cook, it will take three or five hours to get started.

More than half an hour passed, and the wet paper at the mouth of the can had just begun to bulge.

When the water inside comes up, it blisters, and these bubbles are blocked by the paper and then break, and clear foam bulges out on the outside of the paper.

From time to time, Xue Zhen gently wiped the sealing paper with a towel dipped in boiling water, and it was not until an hour later that the jar saw no water vapor and no foam.

Xue Zhen took out another bottle of liquor, and when he opened it, he choked with spicy spiciness.

Qin Wuyong is quite familiar with this taste,

"Master Xue, is this tequila?"

Xue Zhen didn't expect anyone to know about this kind of wine,

"Hey, as far as I know, it seems that I am the only one in this base city who makes food with this kind of wine, how did the little brother recognize this wine?"

Qin Wuyong scratched his head,

"Ahem, when I was hungry in the wilderness, I gnawed on tequila raw... That one... The taste of agave is quite unique, so as soon as you take out this wine, Master Xue, I will smell it. ”

Xue Zhen smiled and nodded, tore open the seal of the jar, and took out two more lids, one large and one small.

The mouth of the jar is similar to a kimchi jar, with an outer edge and an inner edge, but the outer edge is much wider than that of a regular kimchi jar.

The small lid is in the shape of a saucer, with an inner buckle, which is just embedded in the inner edge of the can.

Xue Zhen poured the entire bottle of wine on the outer edge of the can, covered it with a bowl-shaped lid, and poured a bottle of tequila on the mouth of the can, sealing it thoroughly.

When the first bubbles began to emerge from the liquor at the rim of the can, Xue Zhen ignited the liquor.

The blue rose more than two feet high with a crimson flame, and the aroma of wine swaggered wantonly, and it took more than ten minutes for the flame to be extinguished.

Xue Zhen found a chair and sat facing the fire,

"Lin Xiaoyou, how long will your dish take?"

Lin Chou asked rhetorically, "What about you?" ”

"Seven hours."

Lin Chou sighed,

"Almost, my food will be ready for eight hours."

Qin Wuyong looked at his watch, starting from the two of them to make the third dish, now more than four hours have passed, what is Lin Chou cooking, it will take eight hours to serve the stove?

However, seeing that Lin Chou looked secret, Qin Wuyong didn't run over to talk about himself.

Well, does the bad taste of being a chef also include the different expressions on the faces of diners when serving food?

The sky was getting dark, and the people who couldn't hold it began to leave, and when they got the news, they came to gossip one after another, and the Bafang Building was soon full.

It's just that they came at a bad time, Xue Zhen closed his eyes on the chair to recuperate, got up from time to time to drum up two charcoal fires, and Lin Chou simply snored behind the dining table.

The entire hall of the Bafang Building was filled with a lethargic and hypnotic atmosphere.

...

"Squeak."

I don't know when, the door of Bafang Building was suddenly pushed open, and Second Uncle Zhao rushed in with Zhao Ziyu.

As soon as Zhao Er entered the door, he shouted loudly,

"Lin Chou? Lin Chou! What's going on?? ”

Zhao Ziyu clenched his little face,

"Oh ho, Brother Sorrow... Cheap brother-in-law, quack, I heard that you lost a finger and a hand? Let me see, what does it look like? ”

Second Uncle Zhao frowned,

"Ziyu, don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Ziyu stuck out his tongue and searched the crowd with his eyes.

Zhao Er saw that no one answered him, and his anger and rank aura erupted together,

"All the fucking dead? Speak!! ”

Qin Wuyong pointed to the empty dining table,

"Ahem, Boss Lin drank too much wine, and he's catching up on sleep at this time."

Zhao Er didn't take two steps to the sundeck before he smelled a strong smell of wine.

Xue Zhen opened his eyes,

"The second master has also arrived... Hehe, this is a private matter between me and Lin Xiaoyou, and I hope that the second master will give me some thin noodles for Lao Xue, don't interfere. ”

Zhao Er's eyes widened, and he saw the bright hands on Lin Chou's dining table from afar, and asked in disbelief,

"What did you just say? You repeat? ”

Xue Zhen got up and bowed,

"Second master, if you want to interrupt this competition, I'm afraid that my old Xue will be shameless to live in the world."

Second Uncle Zhao's lips were trembling,

"I... No... Xue Zhen, are you fucking crazy or what's wrong?? ”

"Second Master thinks I'm going to lose?"

"Aren't you already..."

Xue Zhen laughed,

"Even if you lose one more game, it's just a one-foot, and it's a big deal, besides, the victory or defeat is not yet known."

“...”

Zhao Er couldn't help but think, is it really that Lao Tzu can't keep up with your rhythm, I can understand every word, how to combine the meaning, the more I listen to it, the more wrong it is?

"Whew..."

Lin Chou showed his head from behind the dining table and asked drunken eyes,

"Old Xue, what time is it?"

This wine is fine when you drink it, and it is fine after you drink it.

But while I was drinking and sleeping for a while, I woke up in pain.

Xue Zhendao,

"It's three o'clock, and it's a little bit before dawn."

Lin Chou yawned,

"Well, just one more fish..."

Zhao Er looked at Xue Zhen and then at Lin Chou, feeling that he had become a second fool, what was the situation??

"Lin Chou, what are you going to do!"

"Hey, the second master has arrived, what about the others."

"What others?"

Lin Chou muttered,

"It's so fucking slow, it's not here yet... Lao Xue, your amount is not enough..."

Lao Xue looked resolute that if you are nosy, Lao Tzu will die to show you, and Zhao Er has no way.

Isn't this a commotion that can't catch the fox and provokes a commotion, so I can only sit down angrily on the side, it's really not good, and I'll be stunned when this thing is lost.

But...

When a person is determined to die, it seems that there is no rational way to put him in a mental hospital or put him in a mental hospital after being beaten up as a fool.

"Silly beep."

Zhao Er couldn't help but scold, and Zhao Ziyu nodded again and again.

"Yes, yes, yes."

...

Xue Zhen came to Lin Chou's dining table with a smile on his face, he had already added the last time the chaff husk, and the stewed jar no longer needed to be taken care of, just after the fire was extinguished, it could naturally become a dish.

"Little friend, can you show everyone what you're preparing now?"

"The mystery has aroused the curiosity of the old man."

As soon as Xue Zhen said this, the impatient onlookers who had been waiting for a long time also looked at him with a dumbfounded eye.

MAD, this is a game of life and death, you just let us, the mass judges, watch the dining table for a night?

Lin Chou was full of sheep blood and brought a large basin to the dining table.

"It's the mandarin fish you carefully cultivated, it's not a big deal."

I saw that the big basin was full of turbid sewage, and there was a thick layer of white and turbid flocculent oil slick floating on the red water.

“...”

The corners of Xue Zhen's mouth twitched,

"Cough, Lin Xiaoyou, my mandarin fish, has been 'purifying' since 100 days ago, not letting them eat any flavorful food, feeding them wine and soup plus secret ingredients, just to make the meat pure and fragrant, and not necessarily one out of a hundred will survive... You're... Isn't it a little..."

Shen Daru's spirit was not as good as those evolutionaries, so he woke up and took a look,

"This, this... Isn't that a waste of good things!! ”

Lin Chou fiddled with the water in the basin, only to see a mandarin fish half an arm-length shaking its head and swinging its tail fiercely rushing up to bite Lin Chou's finger.

Xue Zhen frowned, and found that things were really not simple.

Look down and sniff,

"Lanolin sheep blood?"