It turns out that the black wolf is particularly suitable for boiling into broth.

Use a small brush to gently scrub off the salt and dust on the surface, put it on the charcoal stove to burn until it is burnt and then put it into the pot, and the clear soup will change into a light milky white color and become thicker and thicker after the water boils for a while.

It was the first time for Lieutenant General Leng Han Leng to observe a pot of soup so seriously, which was no less than a novel experience like participating in a chemical experiment.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Lin Chou hooked the bottom of the soup pot with a spoon to prevent the dried salted fish from landing on the burnt.

"Don't put green onions, ginger and cooking wine, it will be fishy." Leng Han aptly said that he is not ignorant of conventional construction units such as kitchens.

Lin Chou said, "If you want the soup to be more moist, you have to boil it slowly on low heat, step by step, and you can't be impatient." ”

Lin Chou used a fine colander to filter out the scum impurities in the soup and the foam on the surface of the soup.

"If you put it now, it will hold back the taste, and when we finish the foam, clean the soup, and then season it is appropriate."

Leng Han suddenly became a little interested,

"What to put in? Does this smell good white pepper, this pepper looks good, well, what about the ham, how many should you put it?? ”

Lin Chou stared at the three or four large hams in Leng Han's hand with an average weight of more than 15 kilograms, and cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead.

"This is not in a hurry," Lin Chou stopped Leng Han, who was eager to throw the ham directly into the pot, "Why don't you go with me to pick some fresh nepeta, it's very interesting." ”

Under the careful care of Lin Moumou, this pot of salted fish finally escaped Leng Han's ruthless spicy hands and successfully survived, the thick white soup is full of salty freshness unique to cured meat, and the plump soup from the old hen soup continues to hover over the hill, moistening everyone's sense of smell.

Huang Dashan silently shed tears of remorse with a mouthful of beef jerky in his mouth, and the cold wind shuttled back and forth through the eight windows of the Pangolin, trying to take away the last trace of moisture from the dry beef jerky.

"... I knew I... What the hell..."

Three or five evolutionaries walked towards the small restaurant with their shoulders hooked, and were knocked down by Huang Dashan.

“？？？”

A few young evolutionaries couldn't resist the tyranny of the First Huang Dashan under the starry sky, so they could only get up and apologize cautiously, completely unaware of where they had offended this uncle.

"What do you want to do!"

A few evolutionaries were aggrieved and respectfully returned the dragged child to the mountain master,

"Eat, eat, Boss Lin is making soup, it's so fragrant~"

There was a sneer on the corner of Huang Dashan's mouth,

"Didn't you see the stupid birds that were blasted out just now? Cold Tyrannosaurus and Lin Zi are in the two-person world boiling soup and me, are you sure you want to go in? ”

Several evolutionaries were startled, and bowed, with a look of gratitude on their faces.

"Xie Shanye's life-saving grace~"

"Hmm!"

I didn't eat any more food, I didn't drink any more soup, and these evolutionaries stopped another group of people by the way and released the news.

After a while, half of the people in the mountain knew about it, and after the little wailing back, this group of guys should pick their feet, and they should dry their feet, and a few cars drove out of Yanhui Mountain and went to try their luck in the wilderness.

In addition to the improvement of their own strength, some evolutionaries habitually live a drunken life today, especially those dogs who are not old or young at home, if it weren't for the dishes on Yanhui Mountain, I can't tell when I will be able to quit the days of drunkenness and dreaming in Hualiu Alley - in Yanhui Mountain, the idle gangsters are willing to go to the wilderness before they are willing to go to the wilderness to wander around.

"Heh~" Huang Dashan looked at the second-rate sons who were more than half of the number of people with disdain, "I still have to raise taxes, Mingguang is still too merciful to this group of dogs." ”

According to Huang Dashan, Mingguang is really benevolent and righteous to this group of guys whose strength is not up to a bottle and less than half a bottle, and he has the right to say that the mountain master has the right to raise the taxes of the girls at least three times, not to mention holidays, all year round, all for Lao Tzu to go to the wilderness to dig wild vegetable roots!

"At first glance, I haven't been beaten by society!"

"Who?" Wen Zhongjiu threw a jar and a half of Qingquan Mountain into Huang Dashan's arms from the car window, "Just your salted fish, are you embarrassed?" ”

Huang Dashan hurriedly took a look at the wine jar,

"Yo, ten years Chen, then let's thank Master Wen~"

Wen Zhongjiu raised his eyebrows, his face was like a crown of jade, and the jade tree came to the face of Huang Dashan in the wind.

"No thanks, has Fat Wei come here these days?"

"It's a long time ago," Huang Dashan said, "I heard that the fat man has been annoyed by the garrison recently, and the garrison insists that the fat man should tie the big tiger with wings directly back to Mingguang, and the son of the old man Ye is said to have almost fought with the fat man." ”

"Phew!" Wen Zhongjiu's face was clearly written with disdain, "Old General Ye has been a hero all his life, how could he make such a No. 1 mud that can't support the wall." ”

"Heh, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, Old Man Ye is so old, just such a baby pimple, and he has been spoiled by the eldest girl and little aunt in the Ye family's yard from childhood to adulthood, which is not bad."

"I think it's still underdrawn." Wen Zhongjiu concluded.

"Yes, if you don't smoke, you can't smoke two meals, if you can't kill and save it, you can smoke it, and the children who have been beaten by the society are good children."

Wen Zhongjiu thought about it,

"Those are in their thirties, aren't they?"

"Where, 42 this year, tsk~"

The two talked for a while, and Wen Chongjiu walked towards the wooden house on the top of the mountain, and the appearance of standing at the door with a look of anticipation caused the female wolf of the mountain to howl.

Huang Dashan looked at it hotly,

"The sky has no eyes... Isn't it just so handsome than Lao Tzu..."

You see, Wen Chongjiu is handsome, and even the most shameless Huang Dashan admits it.

"Hey, wait a minute, can the fifth-order boss resist that bottle of medicine..."

Huang Dashan pondered for a while and felt that the antimicrobial resistance accumulated with 30 catties of high liquor per day with warm heavy liquor was not a big problem.

"When a mile, when a mile~"

Huang Dashan was lying on his back, one foot sticking out of the window, holding a drag child between his thumbs, singing and shaking.

Just as he was shaking beautifully, he saw a green wind blow to Wen Zhongjiu's side.

Wei Qingyu looked around,

"My dad didn't follow you, did he?"

Wen Zhongjiu smiled as gracefully and as bright as a bright moon,

"I've inquired, your dad hasn't been here for a few days."

Wei Qingyu patted his chest,

"That's good, that's good, it's all you, you have to come out, and my dad will really hack you to death when he finds out."

"He can't catch up with me, don't worry."

"Hmm~"

Huang Dashan stared at Wei Qingyu's eldest sister and the bird, and he was speechless, but an instinctive wave of bad things came to his heart.

Wei Qingyu whispered,

"I only have three hours at most, and if I don't come home, my dad will find out."

Smiled gently, hugged Wei Qingyu's shoulders,

"Then let's go in quickly, Lin Chou must have secretly made something delicious, it's very fragrant!"