While admiring Mingguang's heart, he had to be convinced, most of those people in the Black Sea only knew that they were unreasonably excluded from this place and looked down on them, thinking that Mingguang as a base camp could not give enough support to the black army, in addition to the withering of talents, only natural character was not up to par, and there were more rats.

But if you think about what you've seen and heard recently, especially the scene in front of you, it's completely wrong - to be educated and raised in such a way in this environment and become an evolutionary, how natural should that code be?!

Chen Qingyu felt that Mingguang was fundamentally different from what he thought and what everyone said, hearing was false, seeing was believing, and Mingguang was even inferior to the black army in this ghost place.

At least in terms of educating children, the black army's set can be said to be not worth mentioning.

It's a lot worse, Chen Qingyu is straight and smacked.

The gap in the city wall is scattered here, and the left and right openings are now a few levels higher than the safety factor of the city wall of others.

Lin Chou even opened a passage in the beast tide and dragged the neon dragon's corpse over, directly blocking the gap - this opening is more than a thousand meters long, and it is directly tighter than other places by such a good guy.

As soon as Lin Chou dragged the neon dragon back, Huang Dashan stepped forward and began to compare with the neon dragon, and nodded again and again with a very serious expression and rigorous professional analysis, Chen Qingyu leaned over and listened, the good guy almost didn't thunder himself to death...

"Look, this part is called grinding crotch meat, it sounds indecent, but it is the two pieces of meat that Lin Zi loves more, we who often play on the side of Yanhui Mountain should know that the fresh and tender raw skewers are actually made of grinding crotch meat of the cow, and the meat is chosen, and I must first recommend this piece."

Everyone suddenly realized,

"Ha, this is grinding crotch meat, isn't it delicious because of walking and grinding feet?"

Shan Ye said,

"Isn't it just such a reason, this piece of meat is not connected to the tendons, but the outside is rubbing against the inside and moving all the time, it should be regarded as the best live meat - our Chinese cuisine has always been very different from other countries' ingredients, and is known for its complexity and finesse, where do others know our truth?"

Huang Dashan smiled,

"Eh, I've been messing around on Yanhui Mountain for a long time, and I don't seem to know a lot of things if I'm not paying attention... Hey, I'll just say that, of course, which piece to use depends on the meaning of the forest. ”

Everyone looked up at this genuine Roshan and said,

"Oh my God... This big guy... I don't know how long it will take to finish eating..."

Over there, Lin Chou had already come back with a pot, of course, borrowed from the logistics unit at the back.

Chopping wood to set fire to build a pot, the evolutionaries on the city wall who watched were stunned.

Of course, no one will say anything at all - if you don't accept you to guard the gap, if you can be like others, let alone start a gang to cook, even the guys who prostitute us all over the city wall during the day have to shout and cheer for you, and properly leave a beautiful talk in history!

There is only envy, and there is no reason to beep some and some not.

Besides, don't look at who is standing below, in case you get beaten for no reason, won't you even find a place to reason?

The mountain master is always the one with the most vision, squatting down and directly starting to fill the cauldron with firewood, the movement is called a natural and smooth.

Lin Chou gestured at the neon dragon with a convenient shovel, in fact, he couldn't figure out whether this thing could be eaten or not, and he had to unload some meat to distinguish it.

Lin Chou pondered for a while,

"Why don't we stew a tail?"

Hey, it's a dragon's tail!

Everyone's expressions lit up, reasoning that the loot belonged to Lin Chou, and even the Research Institute of the Birth Committee didn't have the ability to forcibly ask for it - of course, the main thing was not that cheeky.

That's the rule.

Lin Chou can share the profits and make everyone happy, which can be said to be quite generous.

Otherwise, after the beast tide passes, with the value of the neon dragon, whether there is poison or not, there are hundreds of thousands of people who break their heads and are willing to spend a high price to chew fresh, not for anything else, this is not talking about what is?

Everyone only nodded at the moment, and Wei Tianxing wiped his mouth vigorously, for fear that saliva would flow out.

Good guy is such a fierce thing, not to mention that no one has eaten it in the entire base city, and there is not even a successful kill, today can be regarded as a good time to catch up, and when it is over, the beast tide is currently guarding the city wall while munching on creatures of this level, tsk...

In short, everyone's face is full of anticipation.

Lin Chou smiled bitterly,

"I said everyone, whether this thing can be eaten or not is still a thing, I'm just going to try it, idle is idle, do you want to do this..."

The evolutionary on the city wall really wanted to catch Lin Chou and beat him up, look at how good the beep is, the beast tide outside is endless, and he is idle when he is idle.

Simply MMP! You're idle, come and help us!

Kong Yi said directly,

"Hey, can you eat it? This thing is an iron lump that can hold the iron teeth and copper teeth of our evolutionary? Don't talk about that, Neon Dragon, something that you can't think of on weekdays, but you can be regarded as seizing the opportunity, if you miss it, you will have to be beaten all the way out of the city by the elders of the family. ”

“...”

"Zheng!"

As soon as he shoveled down, a neon dragon's tail fell and slammed into the ground with a loud bang.

The sound of cutting meat was not very good, which directly made Lin Chou frown.

Sure enough, the section still showed a colorful "neon" color, and the texture of the meat was almost no different from metal.

Lin Chou dragged the neon dragon's tail and pinched it,

"emmmmm, it seems, it's okay?"

It's really hard to pinch, but at least the feeling of rebounding is not really metal, and it smells a little fishy, and it's completely the smell of raw meat.

Wei Tianxing squinted his eyes and said,

"Good fellow, look at the color of the blood."

The neon dragon's blood oozing from its veins and colorful glass-like muscle fibers was not a heavy crimson color, but a distinctly orange-yellow color, and the color was like flowing magma, which could be said to be very beautiful.

Lin Chou was not ambiguous, dipped some blood and put it in his mouth, tasted it and spit it out, and gave a reply that made everyone quite satisfied,

"It's not poisonous, I haven't tasted anything else that shouldn't be there, and I feel like it's ready to eat."

The neon dragon's tail seems to belong entirely to the category of ornaments, and compared to its huge body, this tail is less than thirty meters long, and it is impossible to assist in balance.

Thirty meters long—even if only one section is cut, it makes everyone's blood boil.

This tail is a total of three bones, the tip of the tail alone is the thickness of a person's waist, and by the time the third section of the skeleton is more than two meters in diameter, and there is a basketball-sized round bone "hammer" hanging from the tip of the tail.

There is no obvious layering of the outer skin and the glass-like flesh inside, it looks almost identical, and after cutting off the bone hammer, Lin Chou took out a knife and removed the flesh of this thing.

"Eh, be careful, don't hurt your bones, we're still waiting for the collection... Hiss... What kind of knife are you, it's scary. ”

Others didn't say that they hadn't paid attention to it, but as soon as they said it, Wei Tianxing felt a sadness surging into his heart - the psychological shadow had been brushed more than two layers.

Yes, that's right, it's this knife that made Lao Tzu lose his appendix forever.

Leng Han looked up at the sky, and saw that the corners of his mouth were clearly holding back a smile.

Lin Chou skillfully separated the meat from the bones,

"I'm going to put together the bones of this big guy little by little on Yanhui Mountain, it's still spectacular to think about."

In other words, Lin Chou's little hobby is seen in everyone's eyes and hurts in their hearts.

What bones, sticks, wolf skins, big gold nuggets, and preserved chickens, preserved ducks, preserved fish, and bacon hung in front of and behind the house, the good paradise-like small restaurant is like a savage nest in primitive society, and people can't help but sigh.

In Lin Chou's own words, this is called fireworks and human flavor, but in the eyes of others, it is completely pulling out the only remaining artistic cells of Boss Lin step by step and continuing to shoot them.

Especially after the huge golden sculpture sent by Luanshan was put out, the nouveau riche atmosphere of the entire Yanhui Mountain could not be concealed, which can be called spicy eyes.

"Hopefully... It won't stew into a pot of iron lumps..."

The meat and spices were all neatly arranged, and considering that maybe, probably, probably really stew a pot of iron lumps, Lin Chou took a deep breath and comforted himself.

emmmm, experience dictates, so this kind of thing that is not easy to taste must be put in chili peppers, heavy oil and heavy ingredients to stew over a fierce fire - the same is true for eating soil.

The huge marching iron pot was almost burned red by the mountain master, and a large puff of green smoke came out of the pot as soon as the oil was cleared, and Lin Chou poured the meat pieces into the pot,

"Whoa!"

A burgundy flame burst open, squandering the heat without hesitation.

The flames continued for half a minute before they subsided, the meat in the cauldron trembled slightly, the shiny oil bubbles swelled rapidly from the pieces of meat and burst open, and a fishy smell like an old duck rose with the smoke of grease.

Lin Chou's eyes lit up,

"Hey, the meat tastes good."

Wei Tianxing nodded again and again,

"Mmmm, it tastes a bit like the wind-pickled civet cats I've eaten, and it's a bit like the gopher that grew up eating perilla roots in the ancestral mountains."

See, this is a professional-level evaluation.

Huang Dashan didn't smell anything, but this didn't delay the enthusiasm of the mountain master,

"Whew... If only Master Wen were here, maybe he could take out a few jars of old wine. ”

The colorful glass-like flesh slowly dimmed with the heat, and the surface became a normal fleshy color of red and white, just like a twenty-eight girl wearing a red and hanging a green phoenix crown and a veil in front of the spring festival with her lover to fade her red makeup, Ren is ruthless and moving, which makes people feel sorry.

When Lin Chou shoveled and stir-fried again, there was rarely the feeling of shoveling a kind of metal skein aggregate, and the basic spices such as onions, ginger, garlic and other basic spices were put into the pot and then secretly carried a bottle of three-color snake wine and poured it into it - but in the end, it was still seen by the mountain master.

"Damn, where did you get the wine..."

Lin Chou swears,

"The one in my arms is only three or two, and there are no more!"

Shan Ye's eyes were suspicious, and he couldn't help muttering,

"the cooks are all insane!"

Wei Tianxing hehe, hey, tsk,

"You search now, and you can find no less than twenty spices in the forest, well, maybe there are ancestral secrets - fat man, I know cooks too well, and a cook who doesn't throw something strange into the pot while others are not paying attention is not a good cook."

Lin Chou was embarrassed, don't say it, Lin Chou's father and grandfather all have this cat disease.

After the pot of water boiled, he put another bag of dried maitake mushrooms in it.

The symbiotic maitake mushroom transplanted to the back mountain last time has a good effect, and the enzyme of the alienated maitake mushroom can soften the meat very well, and it can still be effective against beef, and this neon dragon should be no problem.

Huang Dashan looked at it faintly.

Lin Chou waved his hand and said in a panic,

"It's gone, it's really nothing else, I'll just bring this little thing to spare!"

As he spoke, he took out a few branches from his bosom that still had fresh shoots hanging from them and threw them into the pot.

The crowd was speechless.

"You..."

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"Well, cough, I'm used to it, I always feel uncomfortable when I go out without any spare, it's really gone!"

"I believe in you to call a ghost..."

The fire of the mountain master burned very well, and after it rolled over again, there was a faint smell of meat wafting out.

Lin Chou was pleasantly surprised,

"Oh, that's good, can you really stew it?"

The mountain lord rolled his eyes,

"You're a cook, who is your old man asking?"

Then Lin Chou ordered a lot of chili peppers, mainly three kinds, fresh red chili, dried red chili pepper and paste chili.

Spicy is a kind of science, even if the same pepper is treated in different ways at different times, it can bring out a completely different spiciness.

The next step is relatively simple, cover the pot and wait quietly.

In two and a half hours, the aroma of the meat turned from light to strong, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Even the evolutionaries who were far away on the city wall smelled the smell and looked at them with a sad look.

(Don't let people live!) ）

The sound of the pot was quite tempting, and during this time, everyone went outside the city wall one by one to sweat, and when they came back, they patronized and stared at the pot.

The mountain master swallowed and said,

"Alright, alright... The firewood is gone! ”

Lin Chou looked at the time,

"Hmm... The meat of this thing is peculiar, if it is not cooked, it is estimated that it will not take a long time, so turn on the pot! ”

"Gotcha!"

The mountain master quickly threw away the last firewood stick, and threw the lid of the pot more than a hundred meters away with a bang.

"Bang Dang"

Well, there's a lot of resentment.

The dragon-like pillar of mist rose three or four meters high directly from the pot, twisting and gathering and refusing to disperse, forming a strange scene.

And even more amazing is yet to come, the pot gradually blooms with the slightest light, more and more heavy, until finally the person who pierces it can't open his eyes, and it becomes a brilliant seven colors, surging with the mist.

Everyone froze.

“...”

"it."

"Nima, Nima... Isn't this the legendary dish that shines?! ”

Sikong rubbed his eyes,

"I've been reading less comics lately, and I'm hallucinating..."

Lin Chou himself was also confused.

What's going on?

What do you mean?

Is the cauldron stew super evolved?