Chapter 149： Haiyan! (2/2)

Fish meat, juice, pepper and green salt minced at the same time bloom with amazing taste and texture, and the smoky flavor adds to its amorous feelings.

Lin Chou believes that even if you are on the top of a desert or a mountain, away from the ocean, and a piece of this smoked bluefin tuna fillet, waves, beaches, isolated islands, bonfires, sea breeze, and indulgence will automatically appear in your mind. Crowd.

The slender little whitebait in the pot exudes a slight burnt fragrance, and some fish oil is added, and they are turned over and continue to be grilled.

Lin Chou also tasted the fried angry frog's legs and curled his lips.

Although the meat tastes thick and fragrant when you bite it in your mouth, it is too tough and hard to keep chewing at all.

Sure enough, this is a faint toad, in order to grow a little body and strength, completely ignore whether its own meat is delicious and delicious.

(Well, it always feels like something is wrong...)

If possible, Lin Chou deliberately wanted to catch some angry frog cubs and go back to taste them.

Surrounded by two simple large pots of clam shells, eating delicious food, the bonfire is crackling, the sea breeze gently caresses the waves, Lin Chou can't help sighing loudly.

”Black Shenhai!!!”

He swallowed a mouthful of frog meat, staring at him with big shiny eyes, with a look of expectation.

Lin Chou held back for a long time, but did not find the second half of his poem.

”Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

Lin Chou held out his thumb,

”Good poem, good poem!”

”Wow!”

The small fish in the pot was golden brown and crispy on both sides, Lin Chou only tasted it.

”System, exchange two jars of three-color snake wine.”

”Here, it's just one altar. Drinking is wrong, don't be greedy.”

Looking at the wine jar the size of a fingernail, he was dumbfounded.

Lin Chou frowned, ”Don't drink? Don't drink it!”

Kugunang was about to throw the wine jar into his mouth, ”Woo...”

Half an hour later, a huge frog's legs, the whole big fish almost all entered into the belly.

Master Gungun was full, quietly watching Lin Chou take a sip of fried fish and wine, not knowing what he was thinking.

”The method of this fish, the scientific name is fire roasted fish, is first dried over a fine fire, and then smoked with chaff, peanut shell, orange peel, and fruit sawdust. It can be left for a long time and fried with dried chilies. It can be served with soft tofu to make soup. It is delicious. My grandpa could chew a fish for a day when I was young....Although some essential steps are omitted, well, the conditions are rudimentary, but the taste is still OK. .”

The inside of the reef used to support the clam shell cauldron made creaking water from time to time, and blobs of foam were spit out from the sharp corners of the reef, accompanied by the delicate fragrance of meat.

”what?”

Lin Chou used a convenient shovel to pull a few times.

The surface of these horns with fragrant steam foam is bluish-white, and most of the sharp corners have a few bluish-white bony flakes, which are shaped like the soles of crocodile or some scaly reptiles, the size of the palms. Going up a bit hideous.

They are covered with lime shells and covered with a thin layer of coral and seaweed, so they did not notice these strange sharp corners when they moved to the reef.

Lin Chou smashed the next one in his hand, smashed his mouth, and swallowed the contents inside.

”Well, it tastes good.”

The look in Lin Chou's eyes changed.

With this product, how dare you dislike this lord for eating a plate?

He didn't even let the stone go!