Fiddling with it for a long time, to no avail.

The green lotus leaves soften under the heat of the oily rice, and are tightly adsorbed by the sticky rice grains, and the lotus leaves look like they are about to be torn into pieces.

Bai Amateur took Leng Han's plate with a smile, and made a move,

"Oh, it's okay~"

"You, stupid, just take it off with your tendons."

Seeing Leng Han smile embarrassedly, Bai Amateur sniffed the aroma of oily rice,

"I've eaten this thing a long time ago, it's been a long time, I didn't expect Lin Chou to make it."

Leng Han bites the translucent rice soaked in sparkling grease into a round notch,

"Hmm... Scald... Lin Chou will do anything. ”

"Hey, he's good at everything, okay?"

"Well, I'm not going to mean that, he really can do anything!"

“......”

Bai Suren unceremoniously took a rice ball from the plate in front of Leng Han and ate it by himself.

Leng Han looked up, there were still four left on the plate.

It's okay, it's okay.

Xia Dasha, who endured the threat of Xia Yu's eyes for a long time and didn't speak for a long time (mainly because Xia Yu was afraid that this stunned brother would delay everyone's business, but everyone didn't actually have anything serious) finally couldn't hold back,

"Only four... Ahh It smells so good..."

thereupon

Leng Han reluctantly gave Xia Dasha a...

Leng Han reluctantly gave Qin Erhu a...

Leng Han reluctantly gave the gourd baby a...

Leng Han was extremely reluctant to give Xia Yu a...

It's gone...

Huang Dashan cried!

"I'm still a baby, and I want to eat... to devour "

Sikong laughed at Huang Dashan, and suddenly remembered something,

"Eleven, what about what I brought?"

A silver-white metal box was immediately handed to Sikong.

Twenty-five centimeters square, with its own air-conditioning surround effect.

Sikong opened the suitcase, revealing the small strips of meat that were neatly stacked and looked crystal clear.

"All the things I got from my farm in the south of the city are here."

Lin Chou took a closer look.

Quite surprised, quite surprised, looking at Sikong's eyes changed.

It doesn't matter,

"There is a lot of loss of circulation points, the hazel chicken is too small, especially the boy chicken that has just passed a year, the collective death, the hazel chicken with blood in the meat is dead and it is wasted, I let the chicken wash the blood and remove the meat on the wing tips, almost 500 hazel chicken wings are all in this box."

Lin Chou balanced a little,

"I'm still thinking about it, this is too extravagant, I was scared to death by that guy Liu Renjun?"

Sikong nodded,

"Uh, I process all the chicken to others, I remember once in a very jīng chic small restaurant in the east of the city to eat this soup dumplings made of wing tip meat and crab roe, the taste is quite good, smooth, tender, fresh and fragrant, not greasy at all, light and light, just suitable for our Mingguang spring stuffy and cháo."

The spring of Mingguang is not hot compared to the hot sauna of 40 degrees + in summer, but it is damp and annoying**.

Lin Chou pondered for a moment,

"Well, I've heard my dad talk about a dish, I can't remember which region was weird before the cataclysm, but it sounds pretty good, I can try it."

"What dish?"

Lin Chou said,

"Do you know the pork belly chicken, this small wonton on the tip of the chicken wings is stuffed and wrapped into a little thumb size and cooked in the soup of the pork belly chicken, and you will not forget it after eating it."

Sikong's eyes lit up,

"Absolutely, how did you come up with this?"

Lin Chou said,

"Not only that, but also put one-third of the separately wrapped mackerel and pork stuffed small wontons mixed together and boiled, so that you can clear your mouth."

"What's the reasoning?"

Lin Chou said with some dissatisfaction,

"My father's truth, what do you say that chickens are not fat without fish, and dolphins are not fresh without hooves."

"Later, I checked it, and the original words were obviously 'chickens without hooves and fat, and dolphins without chickens are not fresh', this old liar!"

"Well, but the mackerel and pork filling with chicken broth is absolutely delicious."

"Also, when you want to make puffer fish, you have to simmer it with chicken hooves, where do you get so many chicken feet, even I can't kill hundreds of chickens for a pot of puffer fish, and I can't do guinea fowl."

"And then ah......"

When it comes to this kind of thing, Lin Chou's nagging has always been endless, and it is usually a preamble that does not match the afterword.

But Sikong doesn't mind, everyone doesn't mind.

It often means that there is something delicious again.

The most happy thing is not who else can be in Huang Dashan, rolling up his arms and jumping into his sleeves,

"I'm going to get a mackerel? Big or small? ”

As a result, he saw Xia Dasha go to the back mountain without saying a word.

I all know that there are countless standing ingredients in Lin Chou's underground cold storage, especially all kinds of fish, shrimp and crabs in the sea, which are often supplied by the Nian family and Xiao Hong.

Huang Dashan didn't get angry when he saw that the job was preempted,

"Is there anything I can get my hands on?"

Eat with a mouthful of food, so as not to be rumored by some people that his dignified grandfather is Luanshan and Mingguang who eat white food.

Lin Chou rolled his eyes,

"Are there any pigs in the fence in the back hill?"

"Yes! Didn't you kill it last time, when you weren't there, your family came to buy it, and the big and small males and females were complete, killing pigs? Let me tell you that your mountain master kills pigs, it is also a must, and it takes less than half an hour to split half a piece and pour your intestines clean! ”

"So positive?"

"Absolutely!"

"So enthusiastic?"

"It has to be!"

"In that case, let's go drive the pigs!"

“tf！ What kind of high-end cāo is it to drive pigs? ”

Lin Chou was so kind of to Huang Dashan, and the mountain master was also a good man, so he had to go to the back mountain unhappily.

Lin Chou is still behind the instructions,

"When I was in a hurry, I fed the pig with the broad beans I soaked in wine earlier!"

Sikong asked,

"Pig herding? Drive the pigs here or what? ”

"Look at it, you don't understand it." Lin Chou thought to himself, "Although it's not a colorful hazel chicken or an ordinary hazel chicken, but it's also hazel chicken wing tip meat, a hazel chicken is just a few grams, such a precious thing, extravagant, where can you do it so casually, respecting the ingredients is a must!" ”

commonplace dissatisfaction,

"What does this have to do with driving pigs, it's a good deal!"

Lin Chou smiled,

"If the same thing can make a different taste, it is mostly a matter of pre-processing of the ingredients."

After a while, Xia Dasha scratched his head and came back,

"Brother Sorrow, I went, the fish in the cold storage are all dead fish eyes, frozen, and they don't taste good at first glance."

Lin Chou thought about it too.

Prince Huang Dashan has gone to drive pigs, and he must find faults, how can he still use frozen fish eggs at this time?

"Sikong~"

With a wave of his hand,

"Eleven, send a radio to our people, mackerel, from big to small, the kind of fish that can still jump when I send it here!"

"Okay childe!"