The flavor of the ingredients imparted by smoke is very special, and human beings have been obsessed with all kinds of "tastes" and tirelessly pursued them before written records.

emmmm, it is said that this flavor is most sought after when it appears on meat ingredients - think about it, in those days, who would eat meat especially high?

In addition to the smoked scorpion lion tail, Lin Chou also used some devil pepper powder and red, red, green and green wild vegetables, simple seasoning, with a small amount of sauce to mix the wild vegetables, devil pepper and smoked scorpion tail slices well, it becomes a colorful meat and vegetable salad.

The next sashimi doesn't need to be repeated, for Lin Chou... Belch... In fact, for the vast majority of people who have hands, there is no difficulty.

Whether it is a master-level knife worker or a rookie knife worker, as long as the ingredients are sliced into the right thickness, after all, under normal circumstances, most people taste the taste of the ingredients rather than the shape of the ingredients - this thing is just a mouthful of dishes, and it is not your wife, what shape it becomes, whose shape is said as if someone really cares.

Ahem...

In short, we don't have strict requirements for sashimi to the point of nitpicking.

However, Lin Chou was still very careful to prepare a seasoned vinegar sauce with balsamic vinegar, wasabi, chopped green onions, chili peppers, light soy sauce and ultra-trace yellow mustard, and very pretentiously used the tips of the newly tender lemon leaves to cut into millimeter-sized filaments and added them.

"Smell and smell~"

Shan Ye took a deep breath, and almost sucked the sauce in the bowl into his nose with so much force.

"The aroma is tangy, and this lemon leaf is really a good thing, this taste reminds me of the cold pepper sprouts last time, and the taste is absolutely not to be said!"

Lin Chou said,

"Sichuan pepper sprouts are only fresh and fragrant when they are first sprouted in spring, and the taste changes after midsummer, and the difference is very obvious when you taste it carefully."

Huang Dashan obviously disdained Lin Chou's words, because Lin had only made pepper buds once after spring and said that he would not do anything again.

"Hey, it's always you cooks who are hypocritical, have you seen us eaters talking? Got an opinion? ”

"You know your grandma is on crutches~" Lin Chou scolded without hesitation.

This is not hypocrisy at all, but a serious issue of professional ethics.

Skipping food from time to time, offering a food to a customer in a completely inappropriate season, in Lin Chou's view, is no different from a crime - even if the customer himself is completely unaware.

But deception is deception, and there is no room for explanation or excuse.

"That's it."

Finally, the abalone stewed hoof tendon stock is mixed together, and the three dishes are ready to be served.

Huang Dashan is not a person who is good at sharing, fortunately, no one else is present today, there are only Lin Chou and Huang Dashan at the dinner table.

"Alas, the burden is getting heavier..."

Obviously, the Manticore's tail will undoubtedly be put on the monthly menu by the slotted system.

emmmm, no matter which evolutionary it is, hunting a manticore lion every month is not as easy as it can be done with a mouth.

The mountain master swept away the fierce and vicious face, and spread out the dishes on the sitting posture with two big slaps,

"Come on, Brother Lin, your grandfather Dashan is in for a treat!"

Lin Chou: "..."

Okay, theoretically speaking, it can indeed be regarded as Huang Dashan's treat.

Lin Chou opened his mouth, and reason told him not to stimulate Huang Dashan at such a time, so he held back the words in his mouth again,

"Hmm..."

That's pretty uncomfortable.

The mountain is happy like two hundred male ducks singing a symphony, and goes up to fill a whole chopsticks with a scorpion tail and puts it into his mouth.

"Hmm, hmm~"

This goods looks rough, a big face plate looks like a pattern drawn by a wild donkey running casually, and it is not too much to use adjectives to basically crown it with words such as "hideous, hideous", and then look at the current eyebrows, Lin Chou almost wanted to take out the living corpse rolling pin and give him a direct account.

"So, what's wrong??"

The mountain master swallowed the things in his mouth slowly, his face was red and his neck was thick, and the bloodshot in his eyes was magnified exponentially.

"My Nima Linzi, on purpose, you, didn't mix the devil pepper well after it was put in??"

Lin Chou: ???

", I didn't mix it at all, can't you see the red piece on the top of the vegetables~"

Huang Dashan: (⊙_⊙)b

"I thought it was the color you smoked with bagasse."

"Heh," Lin Chou glanced at him, "Zhu Bajie eats ginseng fruit." ”

The mountain master stretched his arm and stirred the dishes on the plate,

"Ha, that second senior brother, will you smash your inner fruit and give me a taste?"

Huang Dashan's face: Look, you are also a scholar, the kind who is literate and knows the plot.

"Click~"

The mouth is full of wild vegetables, and the subtle proportions of various vegetables and vegetables gradually release the aroma.

Huang Dashan has eaten a lot of wild vegetables from the ancestral mountains and wasteland, and even the grass root bark stewed trouser belt knows what it tastes like when he is in a hurry, but he has never thought about or tasted it like today.

The ginger-flavored sauce is now full of gravy and a little oily color, and the slightly sharp spice of wild vegetables lingers in the mouth like a ball of fresh cold air from the top of the mountain, with the clear and icy feeling of melting snow and snowdrops blooming.

Then, there is the main battlefield of bagasse smoky flavors.

A little sweet, rich smoky flavor, especially when the mouth finds the thin scorpion tail mixed with wild vegetables, the effect is directly full.

"Hmm, hmm~"

There may only be one word left for Shanye's adjectives today.

"Great, this is spicy, just right, what shall I say, the slight bitterness and spicinessness of all kinds of wild vegetables are simply - it's just that the meat of the manticore's tail is really a little less, emmmm."

The mountain master actually wants to describe it carefully and carefully, however, he wants to stop talking, and he wants to stop talking...

It's not that he's forgotten what to say, it's that he's never thought about what to say.

The taste level of this food is obviously beyond the vocabulary of Shan Ye.

In fact, the taste of the scorpion lion's tail is really extraordinary, maybe just like Lin Chou said, some toxins themselves are a kind of delicious thing.

Therefore, the exquisite delicacy of the manticore's tail, which has been soaked in venom since the birth of the manticore, directly crushed Shan Ye's ability to think.

",."

Let's forgive the mountain master, this product has always been a sentence to fight the world.

The mountain master still feels that he is not bad,

"Well, when I don't know what to say, there's nothing wrong with a sentence, and look, the new unit of measurement that fits the situation is very good."