The confinement snail is a rare ingredient – well, even if you are not in confinement.

It's a thing that doesn't normally happen on the table of most people.

In fact, our ancestors preferred to treat certain types of snails as medicinal herbs rather than as ingredients, such as the snail in the [Famous Doctors' Catalogue] and the slugs in the [Compendium of Materia Medica].

The earliest record of the snail seems to be that of Erya Shiyu, which is called "Worm and Slug" (now defined as two animals, the same family).

Hao Yi Xingyi Shu: "It is not the same thing, but the classics are not different, and it is commonly known as the canon." ”

Well, snail is not a biological taxonomic name, generally refers to all terrestrial species of gastropods, some Western languages do not distinguish between aquatic snails and terrestrial snails, while in Chinese snails only refer to terrestrial species, but snails in a broad sense also include slugs... This is very desperate, speaking of our ancestors, the division seems to be more refined in that era, who let this thing have more than 20,000 kinds of relatives, and there are thousands of kinds of "snails" in China alone.

It can be eaten and made into medicinal materials, so it can be seen that the value of the existence of snails is not just another name that can only be enriched with love arrows in some dirty human impressions.

Love arrows, arrows of love?

emmmmmmmm, it seems that there is nothing wrong with this explanation, huh?

Well, cough, when it comes to love arrows, then I have to mention that usually the time for snails to mate is very long, generally in 2~4 hours, so according to some theories (Huang Dashan himself is extremely convinced of this theory), this thing can properly turn to the effect of tonifying the kidney and aphrodisiac.

In the same way, when it comes to snails, we have to mention French food, after all, snails can be said to occupy half of the French food, special utensils, special ways to eat - oh, and of course, special artificial breeding methods after almost eating extinction.

However, Lin Chou thinks that the French snail is very powerful, and the snail that is selected to be included in the dish should only be fed flour six months to a year in advance and not let it eat vegetables, which is the so-called "snail's Ramadan", and "Ramadan" is done for enough time to make the snail's meat more tender and remove the bitterness.

Of course, the bitterness is also related to the cooking method of French snails, crooked nuts are generally only soaked in salt water and will not wash away the mucus, while in China, we generally choose to wash it carefully with alum water until the mucus is washed away.

Otherwise, you really can't look directly - after all, it's hard to see a snail when you first think of a slug instead of a slug, but a relatively close relationship with a conch.

"Brother Worried? I really want to stew this one... Change one... Have you figured out how to do it? ”

Lin Chou took out a bottle of wine from the cupboard,

"喏~"

Wu Ke wondered,

"What is this? Red wine? It's not red..."

In fact, this is the ice wine that Shen Daru brought over once, and I didn't drink it and threw it here, it should have a history of many years, and it was hard currency before the cataclysm.

After all, with the temperature after the cataclysm, let alone the ice raisins buried in the snow and sublimated, I am afraid that I will not even have the opportunity to see frost in my life, and it cannot be called a real ice wine at all.

"I've heard that snails go well with wine, well, doesn't that happen to be wine?"

Wu Ke is a little sour,

"Best with red wine? Who would eat such a thing when it's okay ... Disgusting Barra's, God knows what it tastes like... How to eat? ”

"Didn't you just say that you put more perilla and add more spicy, and it has changed again?"

"I can't eat it..."

Lin was worried,

"Oh, it's okay, we'll dictate the taste to you after we eat it, and it makes sense that snails can be used in various cooking methods of snails, although it's my first time doing it, but it shouldn't be too difficult."

Su Yourong swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looking afraid,

"Wet Tiger... I really want to eat it..."

Sister Big Breasts doesn't matter, oh no, it's actually very interested, she herself is a staunch fan of all kinds of dark ingredients, and Li Heigou can still remember the fear of being dominated by her science popularization of various insect eating methods.

If you don't eat, why don't you eat and work hard to get into the back mountain.

Try it once, and if the taste is not ideal, try the so-called "snail's Ramadan".

I went to the back mountain and picked a pot of purple cloud snails, soaked them in salt water to wash the shell, and threw them into a pot of boiling water to blanch.

Lin Chou was talking to Wu Ke's big-breasted sister in front of him, and he heard a crackling sound behind him, accompanied by the sound of running water.

When I ran to the kitchen, I saw that the purple cloud snails were scattered all over the ground, there were several big holes under the pot where the snails were boiled, the water had already run out, and the snails that were running slowly were still crawling out of the bottom of the pot under the scorching flames - the bottom of the pot was too high off the ground to dare not jump.

“...”

The corners of Lin Chou's mouth twitched, speechless, he completely forgot about this thing that he couldn't close it...

Wu Ke came over to see the excitement,

"Damn, roast, roast can't die? Is it so fierce! ”

Looking at the purple cloud snail that looked like it was moving above the flames without hurrying, it should... You can't roast to death, right?

Lin Chou casually picked up a purple cloud snail, and the mouth of the snail's shell was once again sealed by the rapid secretion.

Use two iron chopsticks to hold the purple cloud snail and place it on the flame, turning the fire to the maximum.

"Whoa..."

After a while, the chopsticks turned red.

After about 20 minutes, turn off the heat.

The snail's shell has not changed at all except that it is a little dark, and it is still cold to the touch.

Lin Chou put aside the purple cloud snail that had been roasted by the fire for twenty minutes, and after a while, its soft body poured out of its shell, dragging a silver line under its ass to gallop anxiously across the board at a speed of five centimeters per second to find an escape route.

“...”

Wu Ke muttered to himself,

"The desire to survive is really strong~"

The big-breasted sister pinched her chin and said,

"Boss, do you still have wasabi sauce?"

Lin Chou didn't react for a while,

"There's... What's wrong..."

"Slice it!"

Lin Chou almost died of anger, is this going to be eaten raw, is the taste too heavy?

Wu Ke said,

"Why don't you get killed first? Maybe it'll be cooked thoroughly..."

Lin Chou thought about it, I heard that ordinary snails can live for four years even when they are shelled into specimens, and they are tenacious horses, not to mention that they are all fourth-order now, and when they retract into the shell, it seems that this temperature is really nothing.

Lin Chou took out the cold iron knife of the fish mouth, pierced it through the sealed part of the shell, and stabbed it at the position of the head.

- As a result, the stab lasted half an hour.

Wu Ke yawned,

"Damn, there's nothing wrong with this thing? Why don't you cut it into slices and take it out one by one? ”

“...”

Lin Chou glared at him angrily, angry, and took the cold iron knife and gently slashed down the snail shell, spinning it around.

"Dangchang."

Half of Ziyun Snail's shell fell on the board, and the other half was still in Lin Chou's hand with the meat - as long as it was an ingredient, did he still want to escape the BUG attribute of the Cold Iron Knife?

Dream!

No matter how iron the head is, it can't be done!

The soft body in the shell remained motionless, as if it was frightened silly.

A hazy shimmer flickered, spreading across the blue-gold shell, gradually drifting around and disappearing.

After the light flashed, the shell of the purple cloud snail quickly turned gray white, and finally simply turned into two small piles of extremely fine powder.

"Dead, dead... Brother Chou, look at that snail, is it dead? ”

Lin Chou muttered,

"Is it because the shell is broken and dies instantly... It's a pity that the snail shell will turn to ashes... It's going to look good when you put it on a plate..."

It's indeed a pity, if such a hard material can be used, it should be of great use to Mingguang's original use, at least it is definitely enough to make some armor for the evolutionary or something.

The bottom of the snail's feet is a deep purple, and the soft body of the shell is roughly divided into red, pink, and dark green colors with a white base, which are very distinct, as if they were made of bright plasticine.

"Flowery, looking... Belch... It's not as disgusting as you think? ”

Lin Chou took off the dark green and almost blue-black part,

"This... Hmm, this feeling seems to be the stomach when you pinch it... Aha, yes, the digestive glands and intestines are brought out together, and they are clean. ”

"The red one should be liver... The pink with blood vessels is obviously the lungs are not running, well, what is this..."

Pick up some small parts bits and pieces,

"Well, the rest should be all you can eat."

Wu Ke suddenly burped,

"Gross... That, Brother Sorrow, I'll go first. ”

Who knows what he just went through in the kitchen, a vivid anatomy lesson??

In short, Wu Ke's whole person was not good, he staggered out of the store, and walked down the mountain with his head down.

didn't go far, and bumped into a person head-on,

"Bang!"

Wu Ke squatted on the ground with one buttocks, rubbing his head,

"Shhh Are your evolutionary muscles made of iron? Hiss... Who is it... Walking does not .... Wow, wow, wow, wow, there is a ghost, Nima, buy skin, stay away from me, my ancestors have been poor for eight generations, only do good deeds, never kill, no grudges in the past, no grudges in the past, no revenge in the near future, don't look for me..."

In front of him, it was a black cloak standing there, which was normal.

What was unusual was that there was not a face in the hood of the cloak, but a miserable white skull.

There are no ears, nose, eyes, and only two scarlet flames flickering and jumping in the hollow eye sockets, it's not too terrifying!

Huh?

Wait a minute... This dress, this style of painting...

Wu Ke wiped his tears and snot, and asked in fear,

"Technique... Warlock?? ”

Sure enough, the skull's jaw clicked twice, making a hoarse and familiar voice like an old eagle singing.

"What's going on? Handsome! ”

Wu Ke is like hearing the sounds of heaven,

"Oh, I'll go, it's really you..."

"Nima, I thought it was a ghost, I was so scared just now that my little heart almost popped out!"

Warlock: o (▼ dish ▼ メ; )o

Breast brother, are you sure?

The warlock is very unhappy, you are not even afraid of me, what the hell are you afraid of, do you know that thing is very lo?!

"Brother Chou is making something to eat, let's go in."

Wu Ke exhaled heavily and punched the warlock in the chest - it looked close, but in fact it was blatant revenge.

"Click~"

Then, a miserable white skeleton fell to the ground along the cloak.

Wu Ke's expression froze,

"What, what's that sound? What's that? ”

The warlock picked up the rib nonchalantly, and clumsily pressed it back into place with two clicks.

"Ahem, I haven't done this for a long time, the craftsmanship is a little rusty, and the joint of the bones is not very good, it's okay, it's good to run in and run in smoothly..."

Since there is no skin muscle that appears to be extraordinarily slender and the phalanges move around flexibly,

"Tsk, isn't the five fingers a little missing, obviously no spirit is convenient to use..."

Wu Ke was dumbfounded, and his lips began to turn blue.

The warlock waved his hand, and wisps of gray mist seeped out of the bones, forming a translucent spirit "skin" outside the skeleton, and the gray mist on the five phalanges was thick, long and short, fat and thin,

"Well, that's comfortable!"

"Hell, hell..."

Wu Ke fainted on the spot.

This time it was the Warlock's turn to be dumbfounded, and he turned around and muttered as he walked,

"This person, I'm afraid that something is wrong with his spirit, well, it's possible to be stupid in a scientific research institute, what the hell are you afraid of... Isn't my new mount handsome? Without the slightest aesthetic eye... I didn't even see that the surface of my bones was deliberately carved with an abyss-style pattern, I heard that before the cataclysm, the human world thieves were popular with this, what is it called-ah, tattoos, yes, tattoos, tattoos. ”

The warlock came into the shop,

"Dangdangdang ~ Linzi, surprise is not surprised, accident is not unexpected, guess who I am!!"

Lin Chou's pot was burning with an elegant pale blue flame, a special fragrance and wine fragrance were permeating, the big-breasted sister and Su Yourong stretched their necks and stared at the pot without blinking, the room was full of people, and no one had time to look back at him.

Lin Chou stared at the pot,

"I said, you're really arrogant, I heard it from afar—it's really a clanging of arrogance when you walk, and it's amazing my warlock uncle."

Warlock: (╯‵□′) ╯(┻━┻

"Are you questioning my craft? How can you question my craft? The new car still needs to be run-in, and my mount is the same, right?? ”

Lin Chou said,

"Well, yes, I have vegetable oil here, why don't you deal with the lubrication first?" Go back and ask Bao Er to bring you a barrel of engine oil, that one is more useful. ”

"Huh? That seems like a good idea..."

Lin Chou raised his head,

"You've been disappearing for so many days just to get this sitting... Sit..."

Showing a rather obvious puzzled expression,

"Wait... Where's your mount? Where is it?? ”

The warlock points to the skull under the hood,

"Here! Right here!! Don't you have a bad eye, look... There's a pattern on it... Ah, no tattoos, isn't it pretty? Isn't it handsome? ”

The big-breasted sister and Yourong also looked at the past together-

Su Yourong let out an earth-shattering scream;

The big-breasted sister pinched her chin and said,

"Well, it looks very good, you can refer to this pattern when you set up an altar for the Blood God Lord in the future."

Lin Chou motioned to the big-breasted sister with his eyes, what kind of altar do you dare to do near my store, believe it or not, this boss will be the first to hang you as a sacrifice!

Confused, he said,

"Didn't you say you wanted to be a mount, this, this... What do you mean? ”

The warlock seemed right,

"This is a mount, it's just a carrier of a spirit body anyway - besides, those bones are enough to make such a big one, and the condensed ones are all essences, you know!"

Say okay mount, and then you will take care of yourself and cultivate yourself?

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to make it into a fine one, aren't you afraid of 404?!

The warlock said excitedly,

"You guys are so boring, you're curious!"

Su Yourong trembled and looked at Lin Chou pitifully.

- Tell me clearly, who the hell is weird!

"Huh... Look at my pattern... Ah no, how about tattoos? The standard abyss heavy metal rock demon style,I've been doing it for a long time.,All the patterns are not repeated.,It's an abstract three-dimensional topographic map of the abyss.,How's it?,Awesome, right? Hahaha, that is, my warlock master has such a brain hole and strength to be able to depict a topographic map of a plane hahaha... Come on, come on, look at my finger bone, look at this cheekbone, look at this calf bone, look at this ......"

Seeing that Uncle Warlock was about to pick off his clothes, Lin Chou hurriedly stopped,

"Wait, wait... It's good, it's good, it's good, it's good! Can you take it off? ”

Bah...

This is a serious book, and the description is limited to below the carpal bone, above the cervical vertebrae, and even the tibia and fibula cannot be exposed, what do you want!

"Really good-looking?"

"It's true!"