Chapter 340： The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying (part 2) (2/2)
This kid has a mouthful of his mouth, and he likes the light and light taste. For example, the piece of horse meat noodles that made Sikong desperate is the best proof.
Surprisingly, Lord Shan didn't complain about Lin Sorrow anymore—perhaps it was related to Leng Han, who was sitting at the window and watching the scenery quietly.
But the biggest reason is...
”The taste of this soup is too **** fresh.”
”I can't help it anymore, boss Xiaolin, when will it get better?”
Lin Chou looked at the two soup pots,
”immediately.”
Fan's dog meat is very special about cold food, but seeing everyone's wolves and tigers' eyes, I definitely can't wait to serve them in large pots, one on each table.
The cooked dog meat in glutinous sauce was bright red in sauce. Once it was served on the table, the rich aroma was no longer obstructed, like a delicious nuclear bomb, bursting out in the small restaurant.
Huang Dashan's eyesight is quick, and he fights an old face, don't grab a whole dog leg and run away.
”Haha, grandchildren, Grandpa Dashan loves you.”
Although everyone hates it, it is clear that the difficulty of getting meat from the pot is more than a few levels lower than that of grabbing meat from Huang, so he is ignored, and Uncle Huang can enjoy a whole dogleg.
The fleshy fiber on the dog leg is longer, and the fleshy fiber can be felt to break between the fingers when it is torn off, and it is full of elasticity.
Every trace of the dog meat soaked in soup is shining with reflections, and it dances its own dance between the palms of the fingers very gracefully.
A piece of dog meat is put in the mouth, fragrant and rich, tender and smooth without losing its elasticity.
The mellow fragrance stretches from one mouth to the limbs, and the whole person has a feeling of being enveloped by the warmth and care of a mother.
”It's amazing, there is obviously no source of power, why does the whole person feel warm.”
”Yes, yeah, it's so comfortable, it's like being in the bed of a girl.”
”roll!”
”Brothers, who beat this GR, insulted a good dish!”
After all, no one really did it.
Are all busy tasting the food in your mouth, how can you have time to deal with the scum that you haven't learned well?
Lin Chou gave Leng Han a bowl of dog meat,
”Taste it, although there is no water from Fanjing, but it is barely considered authentic, the world's best that Qianlong once mentioned.”
Leng Han nodded, eating dog meat in a small bite.
Suddenly asked like a mosquito with anticipation in his eyes,
”Another dish, did you put ham?”
”...”
So, in any case, you can't get around the ham moat, right?
Uncle Huang quickly killed a whole dogleg over there, screaming like Hong Zhong,
”Wu Na, let go of that **** to Lao Tzu and let me come!!”
Then there was a burst of ping-pong fighting and fighting.
Leng Han raised his eyebrows immediately.
”be quiet!”
There was still unmelted ice scum on Shen Feng's eyebrows, and he was shaken by Leng Han.
Most of the old turtle was lying on the plate that I didn’t know how many punches I got after all the hard work, holding it in his hand and talking,
”That, Lieutenant General Leng, would you like to come?”
”roll!”