Leng Han won't eat so simply and rudely, absolutely not, but Dasha will.

Xia Zhonghui is so real, since Brother Chou said so, it must make sense!

"Ahh

One bite down, the hot gravy is called a vibrant.

Dasha's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he didn't even let go of the bones, and with a few clicks, even the bones and flesh disappeared into his abyssal mouth.

Poor Erhu quickly shut his mouth - otherwise Erhu felt that his saliva would cause splash damage like gravy.

In the end, the "Hungriest Crown" lived up to the domineering name, and its deliciousness was touching.

Lin Chou suddenly found that he was actually very good at discovering some subtle things from Leng Han's frozen "expressionless" that seemed to have just been taken out of the special refrigerator.

For example, when Leng Han is in a happy mood, the frequency of blinking will be very high, and pursing her lips tightly may probably indicate that she is interested in something - of course, these are all things that Boss Lin noticed when she ate Lin Chou's dishes many times.

Especially when eating food that he thinks is delicious, Ah Leng almost always has a subconscious, very cute "tearing" action.

emmmmm, like some kind of feline holding a bone bigger than its entire body, trying to gnaw and tear its head.

According to Boss Lin's accurate analysis, this should be the sequelae left by the cold tyrannosaurus that starved and gnawed ham for many days a long time ago.

Also, you don't have to take advantage of the danger of people when the psychological defense line is relatively thin like eating, and you can see some things - for example, the process of the cold tyrannosaurus eyebrows being upside down is equivalent to the anger value reading bar gradually turning red, and after this process is completed, the cold tyrannosaurus has a high chance of instantaneously giving birth to the feet and automatically canceling out the skill backswing.

If someone's attention is focused enough, it can be very useful, and it is completely possible to leave a last word of five words or less while reading the note.

Ahem...

Leng Han blinked,

"The lamb is so tender."

Leng Han has his own set of standards for judging food, such as this dish will taste better with some ham, this thing does not match ham (blacklist), as for this dish...

It is probably to judge another taste through one taste, and the judging criteria are clear and transparent, absolutely fair and just.

Lin Chou in his heart: But I still feel very ridiculous.

Leng Han insisted that the best destination for meat is to be made into bacon, ham and bacon is the king, and everything else is a condiment.

"At most, it's like a dessert before dinner... Well... Or is the ham more delicious..."

Leng Han thought so, and at the same time quickly ate a piece of lamb chops, and unconsciously licked his red lips as a finishing action.

Lin Chou asked with a smile,

"How?"

Leng Han gave an adjective seriously,

"Melt in your mouth."

Adding up to a total of eight words of comments, it can be said that the words are like gold.

In Lin Chou's ears, these eight words are completely equivalent to the evaluation of the ingredients themselves, more than his craftsmanship - although in reality, there doesn't seem to be any skill worth exploring.

Lin Chou's rich practical experience has long known that making a piece of high-quality meat melt in your mouth is often as simple as making a piece of mashed potatoes, and even you only need to have a table.

It's still the reality of Bu Nanyu, who blushes all the time,

"It's such a beautiful mutton, it can't taste at all, the mutton itself doesn't have too much seasoning but makes people feel fresh, and it feels like eating a lamb chop made of 'pudding' in your mouth."

Lin Chou himself did not forget to taste the taste,

"Alkaline land and herbal foods will not only reduce the fishy smell of mutton, but also make the meat more tender, of course, it is impossible not to be 'fat' at all, because it is the taste of mutton itself, only when it is just right, it will have both taste and aftertaste."

"Sure enough, there was an unexpected surprise, I didn't expect the Gobi mutton picked up at the cabbage price to be so good."

Bu Nan Yu said,

"The taste of rosemary is clear, with a faty burnt aroma, and a very mild sensation - but I don't know if it's an illusion, why do I always think that the same level of exotic meat is inversely proportional to its original content?"

There are not one or two such examples, in fact, Lin Chou had similar ideas as early as when he was making rainbow hazelnut chickens.

The two tigers held a piece of meat and gnawed wildly, probing their brains,

"Good medicine is bitter??"

Lin Chou: "......"

I was speechless.

Uncle Tiger's eating appearance was a little embarrassed, with a small piece of oil on his face, and he just said two words for a long time.

"It smells so good!"

Lin Chou is still unfinished,

"It's a pity that Ben Shuai's 'salty stone' is not there, otherwise I think the taste of mutton can go up to another level with it for cooking."

The gourd baby's eyes are bright,

"The sage... Stone? Sounds amazing! It's like... It's as majestic as an artifact in a cartoon... Glittering? ”

"Well, well," Lin Chou pinched his chin and said vaguely, "To some extent, you can think so." ”

Poor gourd baby may not know that the so-called "artifact" of your brother is the same material as the licking bricks gnawed by livestock before the cataclysm.

Surprise or not, surprise or not?

A group of people with two of the most hungry crowns were able to survive until the moment when the miscellaneous fish, mutton, and wild boar meat stewed in the pot came out of the pot.

Uncle Hu's house doesn't have so many pots, and there are two dishes made in Sister-in-law Hu's yard.

The fog of the four cauldrons was like a dragon, especially the moment when the lid of the pot was lifted back and forth, almost bursting this narrow alley - I don't know how big the psychological shadow of the other neighbors in the alley is at this moment.

Uncle Tiger haha,

"Come on, let's eat, try your Uncle Tiger's craftsmanship... Stewed trash fish! Shimizu mutton! Erhu brought the pot of fresh leek sauce pickled in spring, go quickly! ”

Sister-in-law Hu's dishes also came,

"Fish head stewed frozen tofu! Braised wild boar! Everyone sits, and potatoes are added to the braised pork~"

Four dishes, simple cooking dishes are huge, there is no need to describe them with other words, just eat them open.

Lin Chouqi,

"Yo, it's fresh, where did you get the frozen tofu?"

Sister-in-law Hu gave him a blank look,

"I bought it, such a big fish head, I can't mess with it."

It almost occupies a full pot of fish heads, and there are square frozen tofu in a circle around the side, about the amount of three pieces of tofu, which fully shows the cherishing of frozen tofu.

Lin Chou has done this before, kelp frozen tofu soup.

A large pot of kelp, a palm-sized piece of frozen tofu, cut without cutting.

It's called borrowing.

The sheep was directly thrown into the pot to stew, and in addition to the two hungriest crowns used by Lin Chou, eight large pieces were all in one pot.

After the mutton was taken out, a pot of radish slices was put into the pot.

Uncle Tiger was also about to put the sheep into the pot, but Lin Chou stopped him and couldn't finish eating it at all.

A sheep with four legs was divided between two sisters and two children by Uncle Tiger,

"Your sister-in-law and I are both ordinary people, the amount of food is small, just eat this sheep's head, the sheep's head is good, and it can produce a lot of meat."

Lin Chou put half a lamb chop in front of him, and he fanned it suddenly, the fat crystal fascia was transparent, and it had been stewed until it was boneless.

Lin Chou tore off a few ribs and put them to his mouth, and the meat was all in his mouth.

Piping hot, fragrant and tender.

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows,

"Uncle Tiger should eat sheep's tail, fat, and make up for it~"

His eyes kept sweeping between Sister-in-law Hu and Uncle Hu.

Uncle Tiger's old face turned red, and he put on a posture and finally only muttered in a low voice,

"Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense."

The soft lamb is torn from the bones and dipped hot with salt or leek sauce.

At this time, there is no need for any comments, and everyone is quite fierce.

Lin Chou sandwiched a few chopsticks fish, which was as delicious as ever.

"It's still that taste, Sister-in-law Hu's sauce is indispensable... Why didn't the stewed miscellaneous fish stick to the cake today? ”

Uncle Tiger said,

"The stick noodles at home are gone, so they haven't been pasted, try your sister-in-law's stewed fish head, hehe, the eldest sister's skills are much better than mine."

"Yes, yes, yes, eat, eat."

The style of painting in the alley is almost similar, the color is heavier, the taste is heavier, there is nothing else to say, the meal.

After eating a leg of mutton and adding two pots of rice, Bu Nanyu ate no less than Xia Dasha.

"The braised pork is so delicious, chewy and delicious! Potatoes inside ......"

Speaking of this, he hesitated with a strange expression,

"It's delicious, too!"

The meat of wild boar itself is relatively firm, the time is short, it can't be chewed, and the oil content is also very large, so when the black mountain boar is stewed in the alley, it is fried again and then simmered for several hours with miso and soy sauce.

As for potatoes, they are just emerging last year, produced by the Research Institute, and the price is huge, and the taste is acceptable.

Potatoes are a good thing in the alley, filling and cheap.

As soon as the beast tide passed, every family carried a few sacks home, roasted, fried, stewed, and eaten in a variety of ways.

However, it was the first time that Bu Nanyu had eaten potatoes in this "state" - whole, unpeeled.

Bu Nanyu asked,

"This way... Is it because there is some kind of saying? ”

Uncle Tiger laughed,

"Where is there any saying, this is also a kind of 'one pot out', the potatoes with the skin can't eat much salt, after a pot of stew, the potatoes are crushed and the vegetables are dished, and the whole is the rice, which is convenient."

Bu Nanyu's eyes widened, "Oh..."

Uncle Tiger said,

"Now the people in the alley don't bring dry food when they go to the beach to get goods, so they carry a backpack of potatoes, light a fire casually when they rest, and bake and roast it without worrying, and don't bother to find some small seafood to make a pot and cook it directly with seawater, which is just as delicious."

"Don't say it, this boiled potato with skin in seawater is not at all like the coarse gray salt we used to make vegetables, which are bitter and bitter."

It seems that after eating this meal, Bu Nanyu should be able to learn a lot of knowledge.

The food on the table was almost the same, and each person was served a bowl of radish and mutton soup sprinkled with chopped green onions.

Drinking the soup, I only felt that my whole body was full of inexhaustible strength, but I didn't want to move at all.

Bu Nanyu finally hugged his stomach and sighed,

"I really want to hold this bowl of soup and drink it to the ground..."

Leng Han suddenly answered,

"You can't drink that time."

Everyone: "??? ”

There was a sudden silence.

Leng Han's ears turned red, and he said with a straight face,

"You're a fifth-order evolutionary, and you'll be hungry in less than an hour just by eating this, and you'll have to keep eating."

Uh, so, is this a bad joke...

After a while,

"Erhu and the gourd baby pick up the bowl and put it on the table!"

As a result, Leng Han and Bu Nanyu rushed to help, but Uncle Hu and Sister-in-law Hu couldn't persuade them, so they had to go.

Lin Chou said with a smile,

"These two little guys are finally out of the picture, and they can earn some circulation points for their families... Does Uncle Tiger still go to the East Gate and the beach to do odd jobs? ”

Uncle Tiger shook his head,

"No, I haven't been busy with Xiaoqiu's affairs for more than half a month, I'm relieved when the matter is solved, just find a job again, anyway, I'm familiar with it."

Huluwa and Erhu didn't come back from the martial arts school much, and they often lived in the school, so Uncle Tiger didn't have to worry about time, and he also had Sister-in-law Hu to help him.

Lin Chou sighed.

Xindao looked for an opportunity to see if he could find a decent job for Uncle Tiger to do - he is also familiar with it at the east gate now.

Thinking about it, Xiao Hong's sea hunting ship should be docked in a few days, and his yellow-lipped fish is finally going to be home, and he is almost eager to see it.

Xia Dasha, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally ended his burping time at this moment,

"Whew... But I'm dying..."

Rubbing his stomach, Xia Dasha said to Chef Lin straightforwardly,

"I still think Uncle Hu and Sister-in-law Hu's cooking is delicious, better than Brother Chou's cooking."

Uncle Tiger said with a tiger face,

"This big man, what are you talking about, where will I and your sister-in-law Hu cook food, Lin Zi is doing this, Quan Mingguang is famous, how can it be compared?"

Xia Dasha scratched his head unhappily, but still didn't let go,

"It's delicious, it's the same as my mother's stir-frying, it's 'fragrant', you can't eat it anywhere else!"

Xia Dasha felt that his thoughts were a little indescribable, and he was so anxious that he danced.

"Brother Chou sometimes cooks 'fragrant', sometimes not 'fragrant'!"

Uncle Tiger is helpless,

"This silly boy..."

Xia Dasha pointed to the stove in the yard, and then pointed to Uncle Hu's sister-in-law,

"Anyway... It's incense..."

Uncle Tiger said,

"Home-cooked food, isn't it all the same taste... By the way, Linzi, I won't go back today. ”

Lin Chou was stunned thoughtfully, and said,

"Go back, go back before dark, and open a store tomorrow."

Uncle Tiger glanced at Sister-in-law Hu, who was busy in the kitchen, and said mysteriously,

"Do you want to come back again? Your sister-in-law Hu looks at it, my drop of wine... Hehe, let's get some side dishes and drink in the evening? ”

Lin Chou couldn't cry or laugh,

"Come on, Uncle Hu, you can drink less of the broken wine in the No. 11 market, and I'll ask Bao Er to send you a few jars of Qingquan Mountain and beer in a few days."

Uncle Tiger said disdainfully,

"Qingquan Mountain is also a name, where is there a strong wine in the market."

“......”

Isn't it vigorous, then it's just a little alcohol mixed with some water!

It's cheap to take a big degree, and I don't know what messy materials are brewed out of the goods, and it's more than enough to drink one or two catties of Qingquan Mountain, and I don't have a discount for three days with a headache.

"Don't you really drink it? Alas... Recently, there has been a shortage of food, and the winery has stopped working, and the half bottle of 'Shunshan' is your Uncle Tiger's last inventory~ Of course, good things have to be shared with everyone. ”

Stop.

Share it yourself...

I'm going to protect my brain!