Chapter 372： Meat (below) (1/2)

The meat of Qiongqi Swan was braised, showing a tender pink like the face of a weak girl, instead of wood ash and pale white.

Every texture is filled with plump gravy, drooping.

Shen Feng opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't bear to speak, scratching his head, and laughed at himself.

”No, why do I always have a way to stew my daughter-in-law?”

Huang Dashan grinned,

”Niezha, first of all you have to have a **** daughter-in-law to count the ball.”

”Roll your uncle's rotten stone.”

Shen Feng finally made enough preparations and took a big bite.

”laugh!”

The gravy mixed with hot oil and water splashed around, and Shen Feng subconsciously closed his eyes. As a result, his face became hot and the aroma was lingering.

He wiped his face embarrassedly and Shen Feng touched his nose. Fortunately, everyone was busy stuffing swan meat in their mouths, and no one noticed him.

Then Shen Feng learned to be clever, holding a thin arm of goose, first put the corner in his mouth, and then gently bite it down.

The skin is tough and elastic, but it is not difficult to bite.

In the mouth, the fleshy skin is one centimeter thick, but only a thin layer is felt. When you sip your mouth, you will find that the mouth is full of gravy. Except for a thin layer of oily skin, the rest of the fleshy skin melts in the mouth, quietly. Silent.

Shen Feng had a swallowing motion subconsciously, and the smooth juice from his mouth rolled down his throat as a matter of course.

”Oh shit.”

Shen Feng regretted it, but he didn't chew that piece of meat, so why did he swallow it.

Shen Feng felt that he should be smarter, eat the meat and skin separately, tear off a piece of tender meat and put it in his mouth again, the thick meaty fragrance blooming in his mouth.

Generally speaking, most of the meat of all poultry itself has a fishy smell.

For example, the hazel grouse is regarded as a treasure just because it has only fragrance and no smell.

The Qiongqi swan goes a step further. Its flesh has an elegant fragrance of flowers and plants. Needless to say, Lin Chou has always called it Qiongqi swan. So surely, this is the smell of Qiongqi flowers?

This scent is like a frozen snow lotus-like breath under the snowy cover of a high mountain all year round, making people wander involuntarily, and the bones of the body are lightened by a half.

The goose meat is soaked in a light salty taste, which is the only artificial seasoning that Shen Feng can taste in addition to the meat taste.

A light and light taste, with a slight saltiness to set off the freshness of the swan meat.

Xianxian Xianxian, eternally reasonable.

At least at this moment, this dish, no matter how much seasoning is added, it is too much.

Salt users can be roughly divided into three categories.

For the first type of salt, the salt is eroded and permeated, from the inside out, the salt does not reach the surface, but slowly seeps out from the depth of the food, this is the top;

For the second type of salt, the salt is attached to ”seasoning”, from the outside to the inside, when eating dishes, the outside is heavy and the inside is light. This is the bottom.

The third type of salt users....... Forget it, the teeth are stubborn. In short, if you eat a dish made by this kind of person, although it may not be salty, you will feel screaming all your life.

And this dish undoubtedly brings the taste of salt to the extreme.

As the goddess of the bald man, Yanzi loves to wear a pair of ultra-short leather pants most of the time, and she has always confidently demonstrated her own advantages.

Swallow’s wheat-colored skin was full of sweat, and his red lips were oily and his eyes were light. At this time, he was about to pick up the second piece of swan meat.

The bald head looked silly,

”Swallow, eat slowly and drink your mouth water... No, come and use my bowl with a mouthful of soup.”

Swallow's wild eyes stared at his bald head and rolled his eyes.

”Go away, my old lady wants you to control.”

The bald head mumbled and said, ”I don't care who cares...Who dares to care about Laozi's urgency, mother.”

Before I finished speaking, I got a kick,

”Go to death.”