This year is his first New Year as an Awakened One.

To be reasonable, he should go to the ancestral grave of Lao Lin's family to see if there is green smoke, and if not, he should also get some incense, candles, yellow paper or something, burn it and worship - of course, the premise is that there is an ancestral grave.

Qinshan is the end of the life of everyone in Mingguang, and the family can only come out with a memorial object made of burned bones at most, as for the rest, there will be nothing left, and of course there will be no tombs.

Patting the bone pendant on his chest, Lin Chou smiled.

"Hey, I said Brother Chou, why are you so happy to laugh."

"Ziyu, why are you here... Ay? What are you doing so much, a feather smell... it! ”

Lin Chou jumped back quickly, a frying pan in his hand, and raised his head angrily.

"Quack, quack!"

A duck more than one person tall flew into the air with feathers flying everywhere like snowflakes, and went straight to Lin Chou over everyone's heads.

"Bang, Bang!"

The sound of the blow was crisp and loud, and the inferior frying pan in Lin Chou's hand appeared with the sound of two complete rattling avatars.

Quack was hit by two pots, and there was nothing wrong except that the duck head was a little dizzy.

It's good to say that it's also a strange beast, and these two pots completely aroused its anger, and its huge wings flickered and set off a gust of evil wind in the small restaurant.

Many diners watched the excitement while not forgetting to protect the dishes on their plates.

"Yo, Boss Lin, add dinner at night?"

"I heard that the old duck soup is also very replenished by men."

"Another pot, a pot of this duck will definitely be poured, I can't hold on at all!"

Quack staggered and straightened his head, as if he was ready to deliver a fatal blow to Lin Chou.

"Quack! Stop it! Get out! ”

Sikong's voice came from outside.

Several bodyguards rushed into the room, one wrapped around Quack's chest, and the other two grabbed its wings, lifted it up and walked out.

Quacking and panting, he stretched his neck and twisted half of his head from the shoulder of the bodyguard Xiao Thirteen, the gray duck eyes slanted at Lin Sorrow, and the two little short legs kicked and kicked, all kinds of unconvinced.

"Surnamed Si, do you want to die?"

Sikong pinched his eyebrows with a headache,

"It's weird, Gaga, who is usually very well-behaved and never causes trouble, why is it like a duck every time I come to you..."

Lin Chou snorted coldly,

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and sweep the duck feathers in the house for Lao Tzu, my mother is really unlucky."

Sikong muttered, "Stingy, quack is a duck, what do you always call it, it's a shame that Ziyu and I still want to come and see you... A baker's dozen! Sweeping! ”

Sun Mingyuan said with a smile,

"Hey, how is Young Master Ziyu, the prince of Sikong... It's wonderful, maybe your duck and your boss, what's the ulterior... Bah... Indescribable... Ahem, I mean the story of unknown fate? ”

Lin Chou glared, and the pot with the three-dimensional portrait of Quack on the bottom had already been raised, and he was going to shoot it if he didn't agree with him.

Sikong glared and said,

"Just you talk a lot! What is the story of the quack meeting and this thing... I'll sue you for slander, believe it or not, quack or just duck. ”

"Hahaha..."

Diners slapped their tables and laughed.

Sikong was drenched in sweat because of the rush he ran just now, and after sitting down, he couldn't help but complain,

"Every year, when I hate the New Year the most, the ground will return to the wet and cold humidity at night, and there will be rashes on my body one by one."

Lin Chou said speechlessly,

"You say it's damp, damp, I believe... This cold, where did it come from?? ”

Sikong rolled his eyes, "I told you that you don't understand." ”

Lin Chou nodded again and again, "Well, Sikong Gongzi's body is like a delicate flower, naturally different from ordinary people like me." ”

Sikong held back for a long time and muttered, "It's true, I don't believe you can try it at night..."

Some diners said,

"This is indeed there, every year in December, those little dolls who live in the alleys of the base city love rashes, very troublesome, I also got up when I was a child, it hurts and itchy, it is very uncomfortable, I can't eat well and sleep well."

"The temperature difference between day and night is big, and it's so humid, how can there be no rashes, Sikong Gongzi has to pay attention... Your body..."

Sikong coughed twice, his face was a little pale,

"In the past two days, at night, like a cool breeze coming out of the cracks in the bones, the lungs that have finally eaten in the forest are not so good... It's not going to work again these days. ”

Lin Chou looked him up and down, and then said,

"The half-crocodile has one claw left, and I'm going to come back to eat it another day, so I'll eat something else today."

Zhao Ziyu grinned and said,

"Brother Sorrow, it's not easy for me to come out, my parents also said that they would come to see you in a few days... Well, what's delicious today? ”

"You... Mom and Dad are coming? Uh, welcome..."

Lin Chou glanced at Sikong,

"You drink soup with this sick seedling, don't eat anything else, and come with him in two days to eat the meat of a half-crocodile... Didn't you get injured some time ago, just to make up for it. ”

Zhao Ziyu agreed again and again, scratching his head and smiling, "Hey, hey, hey..."

Lin Chou said,

"Count yourself lucky, you just have some goods in your hand."

As he spoke, he pulled out a bottle of yellow-green grease from the kitchen.

Sikong took it and looked at it over and over in his hand, "What is this?" Sesame oil? ”

"Last time, I found some wild pepper in the mountains, picked some green pepper seeds and branches, and when I was bored a few days ago, I soaked some mountain pepper oil with mountain ginger seeds."

Sikong sighed, puzzled.

Open the bottle and smell it,

"Ouch!! What's that...... Ahh ”

With a shake of his hand, he almost threw the bottle out, Lin Chou laughed and snatched the bottle, "What's the matter, isn't it delicious enough?" ”

Sikong tears and snot gurgling,

"What the hell, oh my God... It's almost murderous..."

The moment Sikong opened the lid, almost the entire room could smell the strange pungency and couldn't help but blow their noses.

Lao Wang touched his chest strangely,

"When I smell it, I feel hot in my chest and lungs... However, can Sikong Gongzi actually stand this smell? Didn't cough? ”

Sikong was wiping his tears next to him, and he was stunned when he heard it, "Yes, why didn't you cough... It's weird..."

Lin Chou smiled,

"You don't know this, it is said that in ancient times there were chestnuts that used some kind of mountain pepper branches and leaves to smoke to treat tuberculosis, as for whether it is useful or not, it is unknown, but it is certain that this thing is very good for dispelling wind and cold, and activating tendons, or how to say that your kid is lucky, wait, I'll make a dish."

Sikong sat in the chair and rubbed his chest,

"It's true, the warmth in my lungs feels a lot better... Is it really useful for my illness..."

Zhao Ziyu said with a smile,

"Sikong, you sniff again... Or just take a sip and don't know if it's useful? ”

Si blank glanced at him, his eyes red like rabbits, "It's better for you to kill me directly." ”

...

The dish that Lin Chou wants to do is actually soup, Sanhe soup.

Legend has it that this soup is along the Miao customs, and the Miao people are one of the important parts of the Meishan barbarians, one day, an old man traveled to Hengyang cottage, just met the mountain people slaughtering the old cow, many people were watching, suddenly a mountain people spat at the mouth and fell to the ground, everyone was horrified, the old man stepped forward and ordered the mountain people to take a bowl of cow blood, beef, tripe and a piece of each, add three red peppers, boil and drink, the patient suddenly sweated and woke up, refreshed, when everyone wanted to find the old man fairy trace, the old man drove the auspicious clouds and disappeared in the vast Hengyang mountain rock.

The more pragmatic story is that Zeng Guofan, an important minister in the late Qing Dynasty, once gave the name Sanhe soup as "Overlord Soup" to reward the Hunan army known for its bravery.

Because the soldiers of the Hunan army lived in the wilderness and lake area for a long time, the number of rheumatism was increasing, resulting in low morale, but after listening to the general's order to drink this soup often, the disease recovered and won one battle after another.

It is said that the blood of the local buffalo boiler, the thick beef shutters of the female buffalo, the tenderloin of the male buffalo and the water of the Zijiang well are the most authentic, if not, the taste must be far from the same.

said that it was said to be done, during the cataclysm, Lin Chou couldn't find any ingredients related to the word "local".

But the blood of the cow is fresh, the shutters are from the cow, and the loin is indeed from the bull - the source is naturally the bull.

The leader cow of the third order, and the strong bull of the second order.

Lin Chou exhaled, secretly thinking, I hope that after this dish is made, Sikong can eat it.

Take a bowl of fresh beef blood, add a small half spoon of water, a pinch of salt, stir it slightly with chopsticks and let it stand, it almost condenses in one place at a speed visible to the naked eye, and becomes a crystal bright blood tofu.

Under a certain upper limit, the more water you put in the blood tofu, the more tender the blood tofu will be, and the less water you put in the blood tofu, the stronger the blood tofu will be.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't grasp how much water to put in your hands, because the blood tofu that has congealed will naturally precipitate some of the water.

The beef shutters are naturally to choose those fat and blackened parts, do not go to the black skin, wash and slice.

The so-called cross-cut beef and sheep and vertically cut pig, the tenderloin is beaten into large slices and stir-fried in an oil pan with ginger and garlic slices, and then the dried devil pepper is fried until it is spicy and pungent, and the oil turns red.

At this time, add salt, star anise, cinnamon and aniseed to taste, pour in the pork bone broth and boil, boil the fragrance, and then cut the ox blood tofu and hundred leaves into slices.

The thick aroma of a pot of red soup with a crispy spicy sensation quickly spread, especially when Lin Chou added aged vinegar into it, when the acidity spread, it hooked everyone's throats and involuntarily began to swallow.

Zhao Ziyu made a bitter face,

"There's a spicy thing that looks spicy... Alas, the last time I ate spicy hot pot at home, the soup was not so red, it was too scary. ”

Sikong sniffled and said,

"It's over, I have a bad premonition, is this really trying to trick me?"

Two bowls of red and bright soup were served, and the bowls were also thoughtfully sprinkled with minced onions and garlic, roasted chili flakes and a few leaves of fresh and tender green coriander.

"Give it to me." Lin Chou stretched out his hand and said.

Sikong shuddered, pretending not to know, "Ah... What? What's for you?! ”

Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "Do you put it yourself or will I help you?" Don't talk nonsense! ”

Sikong trembled and held the oil bottle, at a loss.

"Ahem... Well, I'll do it myself, and I'll take care of it... Must be put?? ”

"There is no shredded pork in Beijing sauce, no green onions, no garlic, no mountain pepper oil Sanhe soup, no soul, what do you say?"

Sikong's eyes were level with the edge of the bowl, and the hand holding the oil bottle was still a little trembling.

"Tick."

"Put it again!"

"Tick..."

Lin Chou pressed Sikong's hand and shook viciously.

"Whoa."

Sikong's tears galloped together with the pouring of mountain pepper oil,

"Enough, enough, enough... it, let it go, let it go!! ”

Lin Chou nodded with satisfaction, looking at Zhao Ziyu, who was silent, "Well, you can put it yourself, believe me, it tastes really good after getting used to it." ”

"Ahh Ah, yes, okay..."

Lin Chou sat opposite Sikong, frowning,

"Drink, eat so that your body can be better, don't let down the hard work of this boss."

Sikong hated and hated,

"The peppers were put three times, and the mountain pepper oil... Why don't you eat it? ”

There was a slight approval in Lin Chou's eyes, just like seeing a primary school monk who had the courage to question the teacher, "You eat and I eat, it's the same." ”

Lin Chou is indeed right, as long as the customer has eaten each dish, he can get the same effect, and if it is a dish that the system recognizes that can be added to the menu, the effect will be one hundred and two percent.

This dish uses leftovers, and the system will definitely not beep, but the effect is definitely not bad.

"It's a bull fight... I can't eat it..."Sikong quickly found the point and tried to play tricks.

Lin Chou smiled slightly,

"Are you a cook or am I a cook? I can forgive you for your doubts, don't talk nonsense, taste it, it's a rash or something, it will be fine tomorrow, good..."

"Poof."

Finally, someone couldn't hold back their laughter.

Sikong resigned himself to scooping up a spoonful of soup, closed his eyes and poured it into his mouth,

"Huh... Scalding... Hisss ...

The hot red soup and the even hotter red oil seem to turn into a film, covering every part of the mouth, lips and tongue, and it seems that fire can erupt directly from the mouth.

As the hot sensation faded, and when Sikong wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the amazing pungency of the devil pepper burned again in the mouth like a real flame, and the nasal cavity was quickly filled with a strange, mountain-like fragrance.

"Huh? It doesn't seem like so..."

Sikong just wanted to say something.

The spicy pepper and the pungent of the mountain pepper oil seem to collide at this moment.

Dry firewood and fire, add fuel to the fire!

Explosive sourness!

Everyone's mouths gradually opened, and they wanted to know what kind of feeling Sikong Gongzi was like now.

Sikong had a bag of tears in his eyes, his lips were red like blooming roses, and the oily shine could be described as delicate.

Sweat trickled down the tip of his nose and forehead, and the entire face was dripping with sweat, and even the clothes on his back quickly soaked and stuck to his body in a matter of seconds.

His mouth was wide open for a long time, as if he were letting out a silent, heart-wrenching roar.

"The taste... Not bad..."

Zhao Ziyu also sweated a little, quickly took a sip of tea, fanned his mouth and said,

"It's really good, especially the blood tofu, it's so tender... This mountain pepper oil, such a strange smell, but it's acceptable..."

empty eyes,

"The silver crane bow is hot with you!!"