Sweet shrimp in soy sauce, except for the "sweetness" of the shrimp itself, does not actually use sugar.

The sweetness of the pumpkin shrimp paste itself is already very sufficient, and the sweetness of fruits and vegetables and the freshness of the sweet shrimp are rendered with a very noble golden red color.

The heavy glycol of the oil and autumn oil greatly enriches the essence of the whole dish, especially when a small freshly peeled shrimp meat is dipped in the pumpkin shrimp paste and put it in the mouth, first the thick and sweet taste fills the mouth, and then savor the sweet elastic teeth of the shrimp meat, the tip of the tongue is gently sipped, and there is a delicate pumpkin puree ice and snow melting, and finally only the shrimp paste full of sand remains.

"I like this dish," Huang Dashan swore that this was the first delicious dish he had eaten in this restaurant, "Absolutely, absolutely!" ”

Wu Ke also said,

"Yes, yes, this shrimp is really good, it's... It's just..."

He looked at the peeled shrimp tail, and then at the brain shell placed next to him, and was speechless for a moment.

"Anyway, this thing has a big head and a small tail, so it really won't get into the mud when it's swimming, it's a lot worse..."

Normal-sized sweet-headed shrimp generally weighs more than one or two, and individual long-lived elders can even grow to more than half a catty, but nine-tenths of its weight is on the super disproportionately mallet-shaped head and the extremely sharp "dagger" on the head.

Just a shape, two shrimp swim one after the other and swim to the tail, the front one has to be directly taken into the brain, solid from the tail vertebrae to the person, without any exaggerated adjectives at all.

Lin Chou peeled two small bowls of shrimp tails before sending Su Yourong and Rolling away, and said,

"The shrimp tail is indeed a little smaller, but the taste is still very good, do you know that some rich people in Mingguang used to like this kind of shrimp the most?"

"Why?" Wu Ke pursed his lips, "Is the red devil shrimp not fragrant or the big lobster is not fun?" ”

"Hey," Huang Dashan suddenly came to his senses, "You know a hair, some nouveau riche used to use this shrimp to make shrimp paste, because it has a lot of shrimp paste in its head, and the shrimp paste made out of it tastes like it, it's amazing-I'm right, Lin Zi?" ”

"You still know this," Lin Chou said, "Indeed, a few years ago, maybe fifteen years or so, at that time, the price of big-headed sweet shrimp was at least two to three times higher than it is now, and it was all stirred up by those guys in Shangcheng District." ”

"I don't know how to describe it, it is said that because of the fact that there are a lot of shrimp paste and shrimp yellow, the color of the shrimp paste made of large-headed sweet shrimp is actually grass green and yellow, and it seems to go very well with yellow mustard seed sauce. At that time, it was the mainstream sauce for occasions such as upper-class banquets, celebration dinners, etc. ”

"Grass green..."

"It's a little nauseous to think about it all of a sudden."

"Wait," Wu Ke scratched his head, "I remember that most people were still feeding their stomachs on kelp and other things at that time in Mingguang, and those big families had already started at that time... Have you learned to enjoy it like this?? ”

Three unscrupulous fellows babbling on - like some of the gossip parties before the cataclysm, class is always a topic that is talked about and "favored".

Or it would be more suitable to replace "gossip" with "spray".

Of course, the main reason is that some upper-level people at that time often did something that put the brakes on the wheels of history that Mingguang rolled forward, and then the retribution was that without what they had done in those decades, the three major organizations of Mingguang, which are now powerful enough, would never put them all on the board every time they needed to squeeze juice.

Most of the evolutionaries on Yanhui Mountain ordered Boss Lin's new dish very facelessly, and then gave a good praise - although they still didn't understand why a certain black-hearted boss occasionally dared to sell high-level ingredients for the price of cabbage, and also dared to sell real cabbage for gold.

Wu Ke said while sucking his fingers,

"Brother Chou, there are so many shrimp brain shrimp yellows or something, it must be easy to use the shrimp brain tofu you made last time~"

Huang Dashan said,

"Lao Tzu is still full of fucking eggplants..."

Wu Ke was shocked,

"I'll make up, so where did you put all the tons of persimmons in your head?"

Master Shan: ???

"I'm Ganli Niang, where is I looking for death with my master?!"

It turns out that Wu Ke's physique has greatly improved since he became an otherworldly miner after eating vegetables last time.

At least just listening to the sound of this "bump and snort", Wu Ke in the past would never be able to bear this.

"Alright, it's almost done," Lin Chou said, "you beat him so hard that the four dogs may have to go to your plate to grab bones and eat them." ”

“...”

Wu Ke is a relative of all the non-humanoid units on Yanhui Mountain, he knows their habits well, and often brings back piles of things from the ancestral mountain behind him to feed them, and is very good at being human.

As for an aunt like Huang Dashan, it is very inauthentic, and the four dogs hate this person very much - the plates and bowls he has eaten, not to mention the bones, there will not even be a little oil star left.

As far as these two guys are concerned, there is a gap like a sea in the middle of the creatures on Yanhui Mountain, as long as Comrade Wu Ke gives a casual look, the four dogs don't even hesitate, and they dare to give Huang Moushan's cow and egg back happily and Comrade Xiao Wu A whole billiards ball-ball sack, so it always feels like praising Huang in disguise?

Shan Ye's movements froze like this.

If it weren't for Lin Chou's reminder and even he didn't find out, just when he beat Wu Ke, there was already a large guy sitting coiled behind his buttocks staring at him, and even the soil under his feet was rolling like waves, and a certain pink earthworm Xiaoqiu, who looked cute but might have grown to tens or hundreds of tons, would soon climb out and give him a loving hug.

The state after hugging is likely to be like this:

Dirt Soil Soil

The soil is yellow, the mountains are earthy, the soil is earthy

Dirt Soil Soil

It might also be slightly retouched, like this:

Hastily and hastily and hastily

Dirt Soil Soil

The soil is yellow, the mountains are earthy, the soil is earthy

Dirt Soil Soil

Surrounded by unity, it looks safe, stable, and secure.

However, Shan Ye refused.

The mountain master coughed lightly, and casually took out a few large dried cow bone sticks from the car to lure the beasts and threw them to some creatures with green eyes, carefully put on an embarrassed smile, and quickly retreated.

"Damn, bad luck, this bunny has a fucking backstage."

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I haven't seen you for a long time, and recently I have had an old throat problem again, and I have a fever for several days.

emmmm, it's more unlucky, just in time for this time, I almost have to do nucleic acid.

Fortunately, there are no problems, and it is almost good.

What, by the way, are the zongzi wrapped at home delicious?

Also, remember to drink plenty of hot water.