Chapter 327： Strings and seminars (two in one) (1/2)
Recently, Shan Ye and other people have been tortured by the Scientific Research Institute of the Development Committee. As soon as the front foot left the research institute, the latter was called to talk with each other.
In Shan Ye's words, if it weren't for the money, this stuff would have broken out.
I haven't been to the small restaurant for a few days. Why can't I recognize this change?
Shan Ye stared at the bull's eyes, greeted one by one, and even the title was the same.
”grown ups...”
”grown ups...”
”grown ups...”
”That hairy face, your seniority is very big!”
Huang Dashan's heel softened,
”It's not that big, it's not that big, compared with the adults, I am scum, scum...”
Wen Zhongjiu can be regarded as a loyal spirit, and change the topic calmly.
”Well, what do you want to give to Xiaolin in your hand?”
Huang Dashan grinned, ”Master Wen, see if you recognize it, this is a good thing, oh ha ha ha ha.”
Wen Zhongjiu and Lin Chou took the small cloth bag and took a look. Inside were some long gray plant seeds, some were broken, some still looked intact, and the rich aroma stimulated the nostrils.
”Cumin, is this cumin?”
”Scientific research institute...stole it??”
Huang Dashan smiled silly and nodded, very proud.
”Some seeds are still intact, brother Lin, you can try them all, hehe...”
To say that Lin Chou was very pleasantly surprised. Even after the cataclysm, a mutated iron wire vine replaced cumin, but after all, it was only a substitute, and the taste was only similar, and its effect was very limited.
Sister Xingxing sniffed, a greasy expression on Mao's face,
”Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
”...”
Lin Chou waved his hand,
”This is a good thing, a very good thing...Let's make a string today!”
He carefully picked out every good cumin seed and put it away, and Lin Chou began to prepare various vegetables and meat for barbecue.
As the most primitive way of cooking food for human beings, barbecue itself has become a kind of culture.
From the barbecue stalls in Mingguang City to the lunch of hunters in the wilderness, this kind of food processing method accompanied by the smell of fireworks is known to everyone.
Birds and beasts, fresh seafood, fruits and vegetables, as long as they can be placed on the grill, there is nothing that can not be grilled.
But meat is always the absolute protagonist of barbecue.
The fresh and tender rib beef should be big and square, two skewers, and skewers cut with dried cypress branches.
For lamb, choose lamb rump and tenderloin. The meat is tender and juicy, strung with the fat of the lamb belly, sprinkled with cumin and chopped dried shallots and slightly marinated.
Pork, the best part is pork neck. Every fiber of good pork neck is the perfect combination of fat and muscle. It is rich in fat and has a soft and tender taste. Of course, it must be made with garlic and all halves are skewered. Garlic meat.
The whole leg of lamb and lamb chops, fresh sea fish, and other such as angry frog, oysters, squid ribs, chicken wings, tendons, potatoes, eggplant, big peppers, there are always dozens of kinds prepared.
Of course, it is perfect with the necessary five-spice powder and barbecue sauce mixed with various seasonings.
Here, five spices usually refer to five common basic spices such as fennel, pepper, aniseed, cinnamon, and cloves.
Four grills were opened in a row, and the red charcoal fire was turned on.
A group of people are all Tier 5 masters, and they have no scruples about the materials they choose. From ordinary fruits and vegetables to Tier 4 monsters, everything can be served on the table.
In the willow pavilion and on the grass, groups of three or five were sitting or standing waiting to have a meal, and some people were carrying cold beer or a jar of colorful snake wine and playing billiards, creating a harmonious scene.
As the wisps of white smoke mixed with roasted spices, especially the spicy scent of cumin, began to drift away, people in the entire yard looked back frequently.
”Hi, this smell...”
”Why don't it taste the same as the barbecue we eat in the wilderness?”
”I have eaten barbecue all my life, but this taste makes me a little strange!”
Shan Ye worked bitterly as a waiter, and running water usually sent all kinds of freshly baked skewers everywhere, while the potted plants were still selling her discounted drinks.
Wen Zhongjiu peeled the peanut shells, one peanut and one sip of wine. He was personable. He frowned when he saw a large iron pan with smoked meat skewers brought up.
Obviously this kind of thing does not fit the graceful style of Master Wen,
”Eat, eat!”
Uncle Zhao stuffed a sign into Wen Zhongjiu's hand, ”Old Wen, why don't you do it? Can't wait for your brother to feed you?”
Wen Zhongjiu gave a bitter smile, picked up a bunch of white ribs that looked the most upright, and took a bite.
”Huh? This smell...”
Uncle Zhao squinted, ”Hey, you know that your old boy never eats this kind of food. Tsk, how does it taste?”
Tasting the wine carefully, ”very rough, very special, the taste of this cumin...very strange, similar to the taste of the vine, but more prominent and richer.”
In fact, it is very unexpected.
Uncle Zhao's face was boring, and he made a sound.
”There are so many twists and turns to eat, old boy, I heard that the rice paper used for calligraphy in your home is filled with two rooms?”
Wen Zhongjiu smiled faintly,
”It's just a little hobby.”
Uncle Zhao was boring, slapped Wen Zhongjiu’s shoulder, leaving a big handprint of grease twists.
”Fuck, you **** like this wine jar book nerd since you were a kid, remember how many times your dad smoked you because of this?”
Wen Zhongjiu's face turned black to the bottom of the pot,
”Ahem, decades of old things, don't mention them again.”
How can Zhao Ershu make him do what he wants, ”Well, my old man and your old man and Leng's old man have a strange temper, hahaha, even his mother’s posture of beating her son is exactly the same. .”
Wen Zhongjiu smiled bitterly, ”You forgot, there is also Qin...”
Uncle Zhao frowned, ”That kid, too gloomy, not as good as you nerd.”
Wen Zhongjiu took a sip of wine, ”What is too gloomy, is it because the four of us stole a pair of Aunt Yue's armor, and finally let you top the tank, you hate Lao Qin.”
”Kouhu!” Zhao Ershu was insulted, ”I'm that kind of person? What a joke, I'm pooh, I can hold a boat in the belly of the prime minister, I...”
”Come on, you, what do you plan to do when talking about Lao Qin, that girl from the Qin family?”
Zhao Ershu scratched his head,
”Don't talk about Qin's girl, it's my... girl, I don't know how to say it, Earl Leng's little **** is neat, so I hooked up one first.”
Wen Zhongjiu glanced at Lin Chou who was busy behind the grill.
”Good choice.”
Zhao Ershu barked his teeth, ”It's really good.”
”You said they were so dull?”
Wen Zhongjiu sprayed Zhao Ershu's face with a sip of beer, ”Go away!”
Uncle Zhao didn't care and wiped his face.
”Well, that's not there yet? Gee, that girl in my house, hehe!”
”How do I know, you are crazy...”
.......
Lin Chou is very satisfied with this scene, this is life, um, postmodern life in the last days.
One person smashes the string, it is the mood, two people smash the string, the smash is a tacit understanding, a group of people smashes the string, the squash is the rivers and lakes.
Making skewers is a profound and profound art. Between beer and barbecue, there is always a plate of peanuts, edamame and cucumbers.
He chuckled and chuckled, and drank a bottle of beer to his mouth.