Lin Chou thought it was very interesting when he saw their expressions,

"What are you doing in a daze, you can eat everything."

The salt bricks were put on a tray by Lin Chou and brought to the table, judging by the twisted air around the salt bricks, this thing should have just been taken from the oven or after the fire was heated up.

Salt bricks are a great thing, even better for slate barbecue and frying than some shale and volcanic rocks.

The deep moire pink salt brick is not only beautiful, but also more durable than ordinary "slate", less likely to crack due to uneven heat distribution up and down under fire, and most importantly, it has its own flavoring, which can give food a beautiful mineral salt flavor.

Lin Chou fiddled with two pieces of pyramid-shaped flesh with clear muscle lines that looked even like some crystals,

"This is the front shoulder meat of the black body, and when I cut it, I avoided almost all the tendon parts, so it should be very good."

The meat looks almost devoid of the usual fat "snowflakes", with only one or two horizontal stripes of fat on each piece of meat, about a few millimeters wide.

Lin Chou cut the meat into 2.5 cm thick meat steaks and put them directly on the salt plate.

"Wow~"

It's violent, it's fascinating.

The extremely fresh cutlets sizzled on the salt bricks, and every muscle twitched violently.

For example, to use a certain Huang Dashan is not so apt to describe it,

"They look like they're dancing."

Meat steak: Pretty, am I pretty, do you hear, you just dance, you have the ability to come up and dance an ang!

The mountain master sniffed,

“emmmmm...”

Why is this still not tasteful? The surname Lin began to magic?

Rub, it's not fair...

Why did Lao Tzu use to eat wild game in the wilderness, like a zoo...

Seeing that the big guy couldn't hold it back, Lin Chou's bad taste was finally perfectly satisfied, and the thing said with a smile,

"Isn't that curious?"

"Uh-huh..."

"Want to know?"

"Uh-huh..."

It's like a chick pecking rice.

"Actually, I didn't really do anything."

"This black boar is a cub, it has not been mated, and it has not even had time to develop the tools of crime when it is in the cub stage, just like when raising wild boars for meat before the cataclysm, you need to gelding them when they are very young, so that the fishy smell in the meat will be reduced."

The mountain master was stunned,

"It's as simple as that?"

Lin Chou spread his hands,

"It's not that you haven't seen a child weighing more than 200 kilograms, what is there to be surprised, and this is the flesh that has been drained of blood, and it is not the part of the bear paw that is both a father and a mother, every day is either busy being gnawed or wiping the buttocks, the sweat glands are blocked, of course the taste is outrageously heavy, and it is also outrageous to deal with."

"Yet..."

Lin Chou smiled,

"You'll know what's going on when you try the bear meat fried in the rock bricks."

The fried meat of the rock brick looks very attractive, the rough atmosphere comes with its own seasoning, and the juice is directly filled with the mouth after a bite.

"It's smelly, cough..."

Huang Dashan, who had just expressed his outrageous expression about shabu-shabu, suddenly became comfortable,

"This is called wild meat, this is called bear meat, Lao Tzu said, how can this bear not be fishy?"

Of course, the black cub is not the big guy who has grown in the saber-toothed bear under the forest for an unknown amount of time, and there is game, but it is definitely not the level of one bite at a time.

"Well, the taste is even a bit like camel meat, but the fiber length is much worse, and it's not like camel meat, which is easy to disperse, but Lao Tzu thinks it's a bit like camel meat..."

"It's full of game, chewing it and making it cool, so fried, the meat is very juicy - damn, this piece is not cooked, no, it's too raw!"

The bear meat is thinking about what to eat sashimi, it's really inappropriate, and it goes straight to the sky in one bite.

After eating salt-grilled chest and shoulder meat, the group felt that they had regained such a lost face - the smell of shabu just now directly crushed the experience of the big guy wandering in the wilderness for decades and eating decades of game on the ground and rubbed it!

This kind of thing, how can it not be fishy at all?

"Most of the things handed down by the ancestors are very reasonable, shabu meat, one hanging blood water, two hanging fibers, three hanging impurities, three dips and three mentions in the boiling soup, it seems simple, but in fact, it has great wisdom."

"Well, this soup base has to be poured and replaced, and it will be foaming, otherwise the meat will not taste so fresh."

"The temperature of this water is also quite critical, it can't be boiling, the temperature is too high, the rise of the meat, blood and water, and impurities are directly sealed inside, and the taste is not so good."

"The boiling degree of water is a temperature level lower than that of the chrysanthemum heart, we generally call this shrimp eye water, which can probably be understood as the bubbles in the water have, but do not gather, like the shrimp eye is as big as the shrimp eye and rises from the bottom of the water loosely."

"And there's... Belch... What are you all looking at me like that... It's like it's going to bite..."

Everyone: "??? ”

That's not what you just said!

You also say that you don't know martial arts!!

"Didn't you do nothing?" Huang Dashan sighed, "Sure enough, the chef doesn't have a good thing, so he has to think of some tricks to hide something, isn't it this kind of goods since ancient times..."

"The secret recipe of the old Chinese medicine cook, say no, do you believe it? If you dig your stomach, you can count it as one, and the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys are all black, and none of the parts are white! ”

"I have heard a story about Ang, before the cataclysm, said that there was a cook in ancient times, specializing in the imperial chef who cooked for the emperor or something, the same thing and the same material, as long as it was made by his hands, it was definitely better than others to make, especially good at making soup, fresh is not good, the big guy is curious, why, you are watching us alone? In the end, this guy is too old to do it, and he only told the secret when he was a disciple, every time he went back to his hometown in the south, he would bring a large bag of roasted earth fish and kelp ground into fine powder, didn't the chef have a towel on his waist earlier, he wrapped the powder in it a little before going to work every time, and took the opportunity to wipe the utensils when he served the food, tsk~"

Everyone: Si Guoyi! Sodisga!

Lin Chou pinched his chin,

"It's not that I said Master Shan, this story seems to be what I told you before, right?"

"Oh, then the problem is even more serious, you call it knowing the law and breaking the law, you understand, the crime is plus one - what are you doing... Where did you get the pot... You put the pot down and talk well... Don't like that..."

"Huang Dashan, what are you running? You're back! ”

"How fresh, can you run away if you don't chase me?"

"Okay, I'm not chasing... You go back... Wipe... Wait, you come down for me! Come down and let's have a good chat! What does it mean for you to climb a tree? ”

"Huh! Are you stupid? If you have the ability, you put the pot down first! ”