"Let me take a bite of this mussel," said the warlock.

Looking at the pot of green wild vegetables in the pot, although the green was very attractive, the warlock did not think that this method could be delicious.

The shepherd's cabbage, which had a white and fat rhizome attached to the bottom of the leaves, looked unexpectedly good, and it was placed in the mouth after being dipped in water twice to make sure that it was perfectly hung with all kinds of words that I hope would be used for good taste.

"Huh?"

After fully mixed spicy water at first taste, the strong and stimulating aromatic substance of wood ginger immediately occupies the mouth, giving the taster the first to coat a layer of texture and cool bottom taste, and then the spicy bloom, with a refreshing and sweet shepherd's cabbage, refreshing and chewy.

Huang Dashan asked playfully,

"How?"

"You're waiting..."

Uncle Warlock decisively gave up dipping in the water, and instead picked up a chopstick nettle and put it in his mouth.

Although the young nettle leaves have been boiled in water, they still seem to retain the fine fluff on the leaves, and the touch becomes more and more obvious when it comes into contact with the tip of the tongue.

Fresh nettle is like a girl with a wisp of mountain breath, without an umbrella, walking slowly, in the cold rain of early spring, a little bitter and jerky is the finishing touch of the subtlety.

"Huh? Didn't you just eat a vegetable leaf with no oil or salt, and I opened a small theater? ”

To have expectations is to live in fantasies.

Uncle Warlock was probably disturbed by Huang Dashan...

Chirp,

"That's good!"

The warlock had just killed a whole piece of beef steak, which was not so easy to digest even if it was in the stomach of the evolutionary, and with mussels to relieve oiliness, he felt that his whole body had become refreshed, and he could even eat another ton.

A long strip of shepherd's cabbage went through the bowl of spicy water with the water mold beans, "suck~", the mountain master sucked it into his mouth like sucking noodles,

"Cool!"

"I haven't tasted this taste for a long time, you know, it's strange to say, obviously at that time, everyone would have a mussel at the end in order to relieve the greasy strength of Brother Tao's fat elbow, but in the end, all I remember is the taste of mussel and spicy water, you let me say, now I only know that the big elbow in my memory is delicious, but how it tastes good, I can't remember it at all."

"Hmm," Lin Chou clattered and bit with a wine-stuffed bitter bamboo shoot, "I also feel this way, I have always opened a small shop in that alley at home, and I can still eat and dress warmly, and occasionally there are even a few circulation points in my hands after the New Year, my father's craftsmanship is very good, but..."

"Occasionally, there will be an aunt who sells small wontons with a flat pole, the little wontons are pinched like tadpoles, a head is breaded with a bean-sized filling, I can taste it is shrimp, pork, chicken and a little coriander made, the tail drags long, translucent skin, the wonton itself is not a tail is only a little bit big as the belly of the little finger, at that time 1 circulation point is enough to eat several times, the rest of the times the aunt will be recorded in the account, I basically have to eat when she comes again, delicious, especially delicious, It feels like it's hundreds of times better than our old man's craftsmanship, but as a result, I can't learn the taste of that bowl of wonton soup until now. ”

Lin Chou picked up a bamboo shoot again.

Peeling the skin, the green and translucent white immature bamboo shoots are soft, but they retain a certain tenacity, they can be bent more than 90 degrees without breaking, the sweet rice wine lees seem to make the texture of the bamboo shoots loose and transparent, and the sweet rice wine mixed with the juice of the bamboo shoots themselves spreads in the mouth, and the wine is hazy.

"That's what it means," Huang Dashan said, "At that time, I felt that everything I ate was good, but now when I go back and look for it, it is like finding a fragment of my previous memory, and if I can't find it, the taste will be broken." ”

"Try the blue light abalone, it is recommended to eat cooked slices first, cooked slices can be dipped in raw and cooked abalone liver sauce, raw slices I think it is best to only dip in raw sauce."

"Haven't you done this before?"

"Slightly changed the seasoning."

"Oh..."

The taste of the blue abalone is actually very amazing, and the 3-pound blue abalone is sliced by Lin Chou into a palm-sized slice that can transmit light.

Lin Chou said,

"Abalone is a very strange thing, it doesn't take enough time to cook, it's hard like a stone, I just boiled the blue light abalone slightly, and it will be cooked thoroughly, so it's slice into this kind of thin slice, and it will only taste crispy and not hard, taste it."

"Oh ho~" Uncle Warlock's emoji changed again, "I like this cooked abalone liver sauce, it tastes like a rustle, the feeling of salted egg yolk that is sandy, and after it is in the mouth, it is like foie gras, rich and lubricated, compared with the sauce, the meat quality of the blue abalone is not so important." ”

Lin Chou said,

"Anyway, I like to have more raw abalone, and the abalone liver sauce is also the best raw, and I add a little raw egg liquid to it, and it should taste better than last time - well, it's really good."

Uncle Warlock's mouth was full of noise, but he couldn't delay him from speaking at all, anyway, this thing didn't need a mouth to speak, as we all know, the main function of the mouth is to balance the facial features and make them look more coordinated.

Of course, you don't have to use your mouth to eat, and if you want to, you can stuff food into any part of your body that has no holes, and it won't leak at all.

"Isn't it just a fresh word for seafood, cooked abalone liver sauce should not be able to spell raw sauce in the fresh piece, but I just like it, this taste is fantastic, it feels... The first time I ate a bully meal at Bafanglou, it was flaming foie gras, and the texture has the luxury of foie gras, and you can tell that this is an expensive dish just by looking at it and eating it - the taste is not so important, the important thing is that it makes me feel rich and high-class. ”

Huang Dashan & Lin Chou: "??? ”

True?? Can you eat a sense of superiority with a meal? What kind of poor boy was before?!

For the poor of Uncle Warlock, everyone has done psychological construction-

But I never expected that Uncle Warlock himself didn't have psychological construction, so I'm afraid it has become a mental illness.

The warlock is still complacent, and he can't help himself.

"Oh, you said that if I had turned Xiaobawang's idea into reality earlier, would I have become rich a long time ago, this is called life, this is called life! What a day I used to live! ”