(Thank you Xiaojie Wanhui, our restaurant has another alliance leader~.)

The same thanks to the shrimp, it's not okay, 11,000 rewards, thank you! ）

Pheasant is a particularly anticipated and serious ingredient, and there has been no shortage of celebrity chefs and diners since ancient times... Oh... Or can we be very hypocritical to say that "diners" are "literati", will this seem a little more forced?

In short, it can be called highly sought-after.

From pheasants to flying dragons, time and space cannot stop the fastidious tongues of the big foodie empire that has never broken the inheritance of these graves.

Throughout the ages, people have diligently sought the taste of the sea, land, and sky, and what abilities and the like have never been an excuse for wronging the tongue and stomach, and the "yield" of "them" is.

Isn't it intimidating to be endangered if you are eaten every minute, and there are no examples of being eaten into textbooks!

Well, for example, our Lord Wei has implemented this spirit very thoroughly, and even pursued from a beautiful young man of one hundred and eighty pounds in the first order to nearly half a ton in the sixth order, this kind of persistence is as heavy as his weight, and it is awe-inspiring that it cannot be refuted at all.

This is the pure heir of the empire!

Let's talk about the Prince Huang Dashan in front of him.

Varieties of Huangdashan... Belch... Lineage... Belch... Anyway, it's obviously not very pure, and he seems to be very prejudiced against this black soy sauce.

The crooked mouth of the chicken shook the chicken on the chopsticks until it was about to ascend to heaven, but the soy sauce on it was obviously unwilling to leave the embrace of the tissue, obviously very thin but very persistent, and soaked the chicken and chicken skin into two completely different levels, smoked or honey-roasted bronze.

The orange and yellow chicken skin is translucent, and the steaming flavor gives rise to an irresistible fragrance from the inside out, and the interweaving with soy sauce and scallion oil instantly raises the aroma to a higher level.

The texture of the baby pheasant meat is simple and pure, they have not been out of their mother's arms for long, and their feeding ability and range are very limited.

The food source is single, most of them feed on various insects found in the woodland, and the aroma of the meat of the small pheasant in this living state is naturally not too complicated, and it has an incredibly tender texture.

The skin moved with the meat, and the pheasant meat was really broken under the rough shaking of Huang Dashan.

Huang Dashan finally shook enough, so he swallowed it in one gulp.

"Huh??"

The expression is surprised, and the eyebrows are dancing.

Just when everyone thought that this thing was going to make some impassioned speech, but there was no movement, and from the perspective of everyone, they could only see a smooth and smooth back of his head twitching rhythmically, and he didn't need to look at the front to know that he was chewing very hard.

Several people couldn't help but curse in their hearts.

You can't even beep a word of "really fragrant"... It's really panicked.

Yuan Fatzi is the second,

"This chicken... Look... It doesn't seem to be fully ripe..."

Yuan Fatzi said so, but in fact, he secretly swallowed saliva more than once or twice.

The skin color of the little pheasant is definitely beautiful enough, and Fat Yuan can swear that this translucent golden yellow is almost the most natural and appetizing color he has ever seen in his life.

The muscles underneath are paper-white, completely devoid of formed fat, at most just a thin film-like veins of fat, with a clear structure like geological stratification, and the fleshy fibers are filled with warm gravy.

The lower layer of chicken is a little "shocking".

The flesh attached to the bones and the cross-section of the severed bones have a bright red color.

Well, don't talk about myoglobin at this time.

It's chickens and pheasants.

The blind old man suddenly said,

"The meat is cooked or not the bones are cooked, this is the real essence."

"The meat on the edge of the bone is the most delicious, the richest and most tender part of the meat, the ripeness of the inside and outside is just right to reach the bone layer, the bone is still red but the meat is already cooked, which requires very precise control and time control, Lin Xiaozi is very powerful."

The old man stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth, and his hollow eye sockets "looked" at Lin Chou.

I don't know why, Lin Chou felt a little cold all over.

This is a rush that has no eyes and can see the whole world clearly, which is really a bit supernatural, and it is seriously inconsistent with our classification...

Lin Chou also tasted it himself.

Fresh and tender, the chicken skin is crispy and the meat is smooth.

"Well, I didn't give our craftsmanship a share~"

In fact, for the vast majority of people present, this kind of familiarity that seems a little raw is perfectly acceptable.

As long as the meat is just right, not too much and not too raw, no one will care about the bones, and eating meat is not bones.

The bones are hot and will be broken, and the delicious taste of the chicken is preserved to the greatest extent, and the pheasant is much more expensive than the domestic chicken, and if there is a little overcooking, the meat of the baby pheasant will be the same as firewood.

Lin Chou has heard of the poisonous chicken soup that a bastard poured into himself:

People, you can't go overboard, otherwise no matter how familiar the interpersonal relationship is, it will be stiff in the end.

Come on, come on, Lin Mou did it first as respect.

"Eating vegetables, what are you doing in a daze."

"Eat, eat, eat..."

"Eh, Lord Shan, don't patronize yourself to eat, where did you throw away your little pigtails, it's still there just now."

"I don't know where I'm going to go crazy... Wait! Leave me one for the wings! ”

"The old man will leave you a fart~" The blind old man chewed half of his wings comfortably and said, "Lin boy, can Ming'er put the old man's dragon and tiger fight on the agenda, I will go back." ”

Lin Chou scratched his head,

"What, no problem, isn't there something to delay, if you don't earn money, it's not a fool."

The blind old man is happy,

"If you really like money, our coastal defense line can use standard source crystals to pay the bill, don't you want to go?"

Lin Chou: "......"

What's that, in fact, we prefer the circulation point, or this thing is down-to-earth.

Huang Dashan said,

"Eh, Lin Zi, I said that you got such a big and a half-crocodile dragon, when are you going to stew it?"

A group of people have bright eyes, and they don't forget to think about the pot when they eat the bowl.

"Yes, yes, when is it time to stew?"

"Don't you want to raise fat and sell more meat, Boss Lin, I'll tell you that this is unrealistic, a half-crocodile beast, that can be made old, eat more and don't grow meat!"

"Uh-huh, I don't lie to you!"

Lin Chou thought about it,

"It's not impossible..."

The little comrade in the animal pen has excellent blood, and if the feed grade is a little higher, he can completely mass-produce a rare grade ingredient like half-crocodile meat.

Earned, earned, earned.

Lin Chou's mood suddenly got a little better,

"Well, everyone eat, I have to see how the smoked pig is looking, it's time to turn over."