Ordinary people would not dare to try such a heavy taste, but this prince, who may be the most incompetent and the least number of servants in the history of Luanshan, is willing to do it.

Zhao Ziyu was terrified, and her little face was about to be together.

Zhao Ziyu said cautiously,

"That's... Uncle Shan, let's discuss, you can... Eat with your back to us? ”

Huang Dashan used chopsticks to pick out the whole black-brown eyeballs from the clean skull that had been eaten, dipped it vigorously in the chili pepper in the old bowl, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Vicious bite,

"Po~"

Some kind of popping sound seemed to come from deep water, very unreal, very dull.

Many people shivered directly,

"Damn, this voice..."

"Goo-dong..."

"Shanshan Shan Lord, do you have a feeling that you are actually chewing your own eyeballs..."

A mouthful of bursting, some kind of suspicious black liquid in Huang Dashan's mouth had a posture that couldn't stop squirting out, and everyone was so frightened that they quickly hid away.

"Click, click."

The lens and cornea were shattered in Huang Dashan's mouth, and the sound was unusually crisp.

"Lao Tzu's surname is Huang and not Xiahou, a group of spicy chicken!" Only then did Huang Dashan spare his efforts and grinned and said, "It's strong enough, it's delicious enough!" ”

Half of the people obviously didn't dare to look at it, but they couldn't control their eyes, staring at Huang Dashan's mouth as if they wanted to see something.

"Look at it, it's already swallowed!"

“......”

A group of people don't know what to say - it's not Huang, is your tone afraid that we will rob or what?

There is not a lot of meat on the sheep's head, but it is full of flavor, and there is a taste everywhere.

Well, the eyes are naturally one of a kind.

The meat was all eaten, and the sheep's head was wiped clean, and there was something extraordinary besides the eyes.

The sheep brain in it is a good thing - it's still the same sentence, this kind of thing is really not something that everyone can enjoy.

But at least it's not as scary as the eyeballs, and many people can accept it.

With a click, Lin Chou went back to the kitchen and brought some crushed paste peppers and coriander.

He said with a little pity,

"The fishy smell of sheep brain is actually a bit heavy, otherwise you can take it out separately to make a roasted brain flower or something."

The flavor is heavy, but the portion is small, especially after cooking.

The mountain master stretched out his finger and measured his little thumb,

"It's that big?? I don't think it's as big as an eyeball! ”

“......”

Not to mention eyeballs, we're still good friends, really.

Lin Chou said,

"The sheep brain has not been removed to the meninges, and the taste is still relatively large, so it will be better to eat it with paste chili pepper and braised soup."

Lamb's brain is rolled with a lot of paste peppers and a little chopped coriander, and it looks like fried carrot balls.

Unexpectedly, Leng Han didn't mind this kind of thing, and he also ate it with relish.

The mouth of the brain flower is dense and delicate, as if there is a feeling very similar to "milky", and after being paired with spicy sauce and paste chili, the taste can only be described in one word - vigorous.

The fierce spiciness, which makes people can't help but open their mouths, their brains seem to be reverberating with numb pleasure, their ears seem to be buzzing, and their foreheads are instantly sweating.

Cold and short, breathing in the fresh air to relieve the spiciness,

"Whew... It's spicy... But it's really delicious..."

In a few minutes, these people dried up more than a dozen buckets of fat house happy water.

People who eat sheep brains need to relieve the spiciness—people who don't eat sheep brains have experienced two visual feasts in a row, always wanting to drink something to dilute the strange taste that seems to have been infected in their mouths.

Uncle Warlock held the bucket and coke,

"Humanity, an enviable race."

Shan Ye smiled and said,

"No, no, no, it's the race that 'Little Piaopiao' envies."

Uncle Warlock's head rises with a huge "()〈))) = ╭∩╮".

"Don't compare me to that thing, I'm much more advanced, okay?"

When he said this, the warlock's voice trembled a little,

"Hey, no, no, no, bring me another bucket of happy water, the recognition of the simulated senses is too high, spicy and spicy!"

“......”

The mountain master sneaked over,

"Hey, Lin Zi, let's discuss something?"

"Say..."

"Well, cough, your haggis whip sheep eggs or something-don't get me wrong, I mean I happen to know that there is a second-order alienated red willow that is not mature and can't produce the essence of the magic plant, and I was still a little deflated at that time, and I was thinking about keeping it for a while to make a fortune in the future - what, one day I dug it up, let's have a red willow barbecue, I heard that the taste is old and domineering."

No thanks, Ben Shuai has misunderstood.

"Anyway, Master Shan, you've been very interested in this kind of stuff lately, more than once or twice—wait, you won't be afraid to go back to Luanshan because you can't do it, right?"

"I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense! ”

All:

"Format standard."

“emmmm”

"It's a certainty!"

Huang Dashan:

"No, I really have a red willow tree, I haven't even told that wronged old Xue!"

Sikong: "Heh~"

Prince Huang wanted to cry without tears.

People sit in a pot at home and come from the sky - bah, Lao Tzu should not be greedy.

Warm wine seems to be smiling but not smiling,

"Earlier, do you know what I'm best at? Sake brewing! I can make wine to nourish the stomach and spleen, nourish the kidney and benefit the body, cure kidney deficiency without sugar and even make a perfect tonic wine! What all kinds of waists and all kinds of whips can be matched to soak in it~"

The mountain master's already black and hideous face suddenly turned black and couldn't look at it.

"I didn't expect you to be such a Wen-sama! We're really different, and there's now a deep chasm between our friendships..."

As soon as these words came out, many people laughed unkindly,

"Yes, yes, it's really different."

"Shut up! Don't you think! We've seen through what you're trying to say! Even if we don't have a car, even if we don't have a house, we can't stand up to others! ”

Aren't we nagging, okay, suddenly holding back a big move personal attack is really ojbk?!

There is some kind of higher creature in Huang Dashan's chest galloping on his horse, and he has a mouthful of old blood that does not vomit or is unhappy.

"Alpaca, alpaca—"

"What's wrong with handsome, can he eat when he's handsome?"

"What's wrong with being ugly, I'm ugly, I'm eating your rice?"

"He's handsome and playing, I'm ugly and serious, and his attitude towards life is much firmer and older than his!"

Hey, the appearance of the mountain lord with his neck and eyes crossed is really quite a bright spot.

- Don't think about it, the bright spot is naturally the shiny bald head.

A group of unreliable guys burst out laughing,

"Poof~"

"Yes, yes, what the mountain master said is right."

"It's just all my laughs this year, no, no, no."

The mountain master was weak and sad, and looked back at the unconscious Shen Daru,

"I wish I had fainted."

Envy is more than a little bit, lying corpse D method is good, it's really good.