When the servants and a warlock uncle finished arguing, they found that Lin Chou was no longer waiting and was done.

“...”

Huang Dashan silently held back a sentence,

"Well, it's good to pickle raw."

"Yes, yes, yes, very good."

“emmm...”

I feel hurt, we are fighting for life and death here, and you are actually just asking casually, right?

The mountain lord raised his eyebrows at Sikong,

"It's all good food to drink today, how many bites?"

Sikong's face is full of question marks, do you look at my small physique, do you seem to have the conditions for a few mouthfuls?

But the warlock and Wu Ke said in unison,

"Whole!"

Of course, it is limited to beer, and he has to be considered a bully when he drinks Qingquan Mountain.

When Lin Chou came out with a large pot of pickled crabs, a few guys were already full of wine.

Lin Chou is happy,

"What do you mean?"

"Hiccup~" Wu Ke said, "It's too hot to drink some ice, I feel like I'm almost out of breath." ”

Lin Chou nodded,

"Charcoal-grilled long-legged shrimp, raw pickled blood cockles, raw pickled blue crabs, stir-fried octopus, black rice side dishes, well, there is still a celery stew on the stove, but we have to wait a while."

Boss Lin habitually focused on the dishes he was most looking forward to to a few people-

Well, but this group of carnivores didn't even react except for Sikong who showed a little bit of loss of expectation.

Water celery?!

？？？

Scold!

What's that?

Brother, I've been living hard for so many years, is it easy for me, I have to eat meat, you know, serious people who eat wild vegetables!

Lin Chou came over with a bottle of beer, and flicked the bottle cap with his fingers,

"Tons and tons of tons, ha~"

Boss Lin usually secretly sipped two sips of rice wine for cooking at most, and the liquor was almost not touched.

However, on a hot day, I still have a certain enthusiasm for this kind of beer with iced flowers - I always feel that this thing is much cooler than happy water, and it is refreshing.

Half a bottle of cold beer went down to my stomach, and the sweat I held in the kitchen seemed to disappear.

"Come on, come on, Master Shan, control Sikong for me! Okay, Si, I just listened to what you said. ”

"Come on, leave it to Grandpa Mountain, Quack," Lord Shan bared his teeth hideously, and he could see 16 teeth and the small tongue behind him, "Come on, be happy, strong man lock man man plus man"

"Put, let go, I'm going to die..."

Umi, in fact, doesn't look that scary.

After the simple and spicy stir-fry of the thick oil red sauce, the black inside faintly reflects a little dark trace through the skin, and the surface oil is shiny and shiny, dotted with red fresh chili peppers and rich soup soaked in the bottom of the plate.

The mountain master sighed,

"It looks pretty good, I remember that we ate raw when we were young, and it was quite sweet when we bit and mouthful."

Lin Chou picked a spindle-shaped black rice about the size of Sikong's nose and clamped it on the chopsticks,

"Yo, Master Shan still has this experience, I also ate it when I was a child, raw and roasted, but after eating, I was always beaten, you know, that thing got on my clothes or something, how difficult it is for my old man, an older steel straight man, to wash it off."

"Wait?" Shan Ye frowned, and found that things were not simple, "Your father actually washed your clothes??" Lao Tzu's clothes are stained with black powder from Umi, and he can't tell where he is stained at all! ”

“...”

The topic is too dirty... Ah no... Too heavy, ignore.

Sikong struggled in vain, and was still pinched open by Shanye's two fingers on his cheeks, and Shanye was still there with a snort,

"Look, this little face is tender, like a pinch of a bag of water, quack, Lao Tzu Hualiu Lane is not so tender to find an eighteen or nineteen girl... Ahem... Cough... You didn't hear anything, did you, huh?! ”

Sikong's eyes were frightened, and he struggled to spit out a few words,

"What's swimming in that soup, what's that? I see it, it, it's moving... Bugs, sure enough, bugs! ”

Lin Chou and Shan Ye's eyes fell on the plate.

"Uh... It's just the black powder that leaked out, I washed all the bugs from where, don't lie to yourself. ”

"Ahh Mouth... Come... Good job..."

After some thrilling feeding, the mountain master finally let go of poor Sikong.

Sikong's face was wrinkled,

"This taste, vomit, feels like chewing a half-dry crunchy sponge, you know, and, the bran old radish..."

"Wait?"

"I'll taste it again..."

Young Master Sikong suddenly stopped talking.

Also, where has he eaten this thing in terms of his inner identity, probably because his perception of food has been subverted again.

Lin Chou, Huang Dashan, Wu Ke, and a group of unscrupulous guys ignored him, and they all dropped their chopsticks to taste this common and uncommon ingredient.

In fact, Umi's taste is really not as unbearable as Master Sikong said, who made him have congenital resistance?

First of all, the outer layer of Umi's skin is the kind that is smooth and has a little toughness, and you can bite into it-

Hmm, how to describe it, in fact, it resembles the taste of Xue Meiniang, very, very similar.

There is a bag of black powder inside, slightly smooth, soaked in soup, unusually fluffy, wait a second for your mouth to get used to this taste, you will notice that it even has a sweetness that is not inferior to seafood.

Wu Ke poured a sip of beer,

"Ha, this thing, it's so sweet, it's actually not bad!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he revealed a mouth full of black teeth coated with black powder, which was particularly terrifying.

Sikong looked at it directly and hiccuped,

"Don't, don't speak, this tooth gives me a bad association."

Shan Ye said,

"Sure enough, it's not wrong, it's really a good dish to drink, hey, I'll try this crab..."

Lin Chou has made this kind of raw pickled crab before, such as drunk crab and turtle crab, but it seems that the method is a little different this time.

The rich soup has a slightly sour aroma mixed with sharp coriander and garlic.

I found a random crab and uncovered its back shell, which was full of ointment.

The original orange-yellow ointment is also dyed with a rich soy sauce color, turning into a yellow and translucent black color, and due to the infiltration of salt, in fact, the ointment and meat are somewhat shrunk, and the original full yellow has become two-thirds of the appearance, but this will not let the ointment, meat and shell stick to each other, and it is very convenient to eat.

"Suck and slip~"

Huang Dashan has never been a merciful person, and he sucked all the ointment into his mouth with a bite.

"Cool! This taste is a bit chic, but it's actually pickled in vinegar? ”

Sikong's eating appearance is much more elegant, take chopsticks and spoons and put them in his mouth little by little to taste them, and then said disdainfully,

"You can also call your mouth a mouth? Lose face! Where is this vinegar, if I guessed correctly, this sour taste should be a mixture of orange vinegar and lime juice, right? ”