Chapter 225： Ambition (Part 2) (1/2)

Bald and Shen Feng joined forces and dragged a weird-looking monster back. Seeing that everyone was eating energetically, they suddenly complained.

Bald,

”Fuck, you guys are eating it now? What kind of dish is this... blood sausage? I'll give it my order!”

”Hey, the black dog is asleep now? When people are old, the kidney is really bad and too weak.”

With a bald touch on the back of his head, he glanced into the stone pot and saw that it was a pot of scarlet vegetable soup, and he was not very interested.

The sizzling blood sausage slices on the flat black slate are fragrant and elegant, and the surface is covered with small golden oil bubbles. The blood sausage casings are slightly tightened. If the blood tofu slices are stretched, the slices of blood tofu are slightly plump and round. There is a little burnt-like thing left on it, hiss...This is the love of Grandpa Bald.

In fact, using stones to grill food was a creation of the Maori before the cataclysm.

Generally speaking, Maori will choose a local volcanic magmatic rock in Australia for rock burning. This kind of rock has excellent heat storage and heat resistance, and has a fine texture and uniform heat transfer. When grilling food, it is not Sand and impurities will be produced, and the roasted meat will have a pure taste and unique flavor.

The original rock-yaki is rough and bold, advocating natural flavors, mainly based on the original sweetness of the ingredients, mostly large pieces of meat and vegetables, not seasoned with complicated sauces, just sprinkle with thin salt to make the light salty taste The meat is delicate and sweet.

It is said that Iwagaki kangaroo meat is the best delicacy among them.

The bald head and saliva are all gone. Some people like tenderness and others like burnt. Jiaoxiang is also a scene in the dishes that can not be erased. He prefers this bite.

Regardless of the hotness, he stretched out his hand and twisted a piece of it into his mouth.

”Crack.”

The two sides of the blood piece were fried extremely crisply, one bite down, the teeth collided with it, cut it apart, mixed with a fragrance he had never tasted, and bloomed in the mouth.

”Sizzle...hot...”

His bald head was scalded and his teeth grinned, but he couldn't bear to chew less, for fear of letting down the food in his mouth.

The scent seems to be meaty and plant-like. It neutralizes the greasiness and does not cover up the original taste of the ingredients.

In addition, he can't even taste the taste of any other seasonings, only pure interweaving and fusion of ingredients.

The bald head was curious, tasting the blood sausage in his mouth.

The inside of the blood piece is even hotter than the surface that directly touches the hot slate. It is soft to the touch but the elastic teeth are tough. Every time you chew, it is like a first kiss that makes it hard to give up and linger.

As the blood sausage slices on the stone slab reach the end, the more the water in it is evaporated by heat, the more intense the taste of the minerals in the black stone.

The edges of the blood sausage slices began to curl, and the fat cracked slightly from time to time, and the entrance became more and more brittle.

The bald head squeezed a new piece of blood sausage again, facing the light, every grease foam on it shattered and regenerated, and every bit of burnt color was just right.

”Hey, Grandpa Bald, I like this exquisite food, um...beautiful!”

The bald head has a high nose and a big mouth, and the facial features are very hard, like a mural carved on a stone.

He squinted his eyes and sighed like intoxication, which made Shan Ye feel that he had received a knowing blow.

”Mother, what a literary youth with a hairy plate face, I'm disgusting!”

Bald headed dissatisfied, ”What's wrong with my face, grandfather bald's vivid face is called a slasher, is it so popular than the handsome little faces of those custard boys in the base city, I don't know how many times!”

Shan Ye disdain, ”Just you, vivid? It's livestock!”

”...”

Shan Ye continued, ”Oh, a good-looking face is useful for eggs, maybe you still have to sell your **** to survive.”

”This amount of information is a bit big, could it be when Lord Shan was young...”

Shan Ye sneered.