Chapter 687： Free honey nowhere to be placed (1/2)
After licking his fingers to enjoy the sweet milk dregs products, Si Kong suddenly remembered.
”Wait a minute, where's the good butter and honey? Just get some scraps and send this young man away? Your kid is not authentic!”
Lin Chou squeezed his fingers and clicked, and smiled slightly.
”Do you dare to beat someone with the surname Lin?”
Lin Chou walked out carrying a big pot of black pottery,
”I'm not that boring yet!”
After a while, he walked back with the pottery basin, and there was already a large area of dark yellow honeycomb in the basin.
Because of the weird merit of attracting bees and butterflies, the number of beehives on Yanhui Mountain has reached the point where Lin Chou had to think of a proper way to deal with them. They are everywhere under the rock walls, in the rock piles, and on the tree trunks in the back mountain. Nepenthes with low activity (in fact it is dying) has several beehives hanging from the roots. The super large numbers of wild peaks that live in the beehives are extremely ferocious and combative, and they can build nests everywhere. Lai Zaiyanhui The mountain doesn't mean to dislike it at all—God is here, I really hope that the instinct of rolling without storing food will eat all the beehives.
They collect fresh nectar from all directions for hundreds of kilometers, and they don't stop for 24 hours, buzzing all day long, it is not lively, the whole Yanhui Mountain can smell the light sweet taste.
Wild bees are never picky guys. Both ordinary flowers and alienated plants are sweet fruits waiting to be picked in the back garden. Therefore, a large amount of high-quality, golden and clear sweet honey is always sealed in the hive.
Lin Chou has carefully checked that the honey collected from the flowers of a variety of ordinary plants and alienated plants has a quality close to the first-order, and the quality is constantly and slowly improving-they gather honey and eat densely with the passage of time , Maybe one hundred years, maybe two hundred years, the wild bees will definitely be alienated into first-order, second-order, third-order or even higher levels, producing wild honey of first-order, second-order, and third-order. Thinking about it, it's really exciting.
Bah, looking forward to a fart.
Now many customers have begun to complain about these buzzing violent little guys, they will organize suicide attacks on all moving objects in the visible range, including but not limited to people, dogs, bears, cows, snakes, and motorcycles. And off-road vehicles.
Of course, people, dogs, bears, snakes and the like are ignored for the time being, anyway, they can’t penetrate the cheeks of evolutionary and alien animals-but you can imagine parking your car on the mountain and having a meal and then find your own car. Is there more than 20,000 bee needles densely stained on a certain windshield? Then don't forget to take out two kilograms of carbonized corpses from the exhaust pipe!
Besides, many of the guests in the restaurant are ordinary people, and they can't bear the stings of these wild bees.
In short, these little guys who are so troubled by Lin Sorrow are so fascinated that they are constantly throwing their homes and properties from the wilderness, settling down on Yanhui Mountain, and thriving, livingly pushing the number of bee colonies here. New peak after peak.
Lin Chou: mmp, if I do this like this, I will charge a poll tax...oh no, beehead tax!
In any case, it is both imperative and desirable to come up with a dish that uses honey as the main raw material—you have to find a reasonable excuse to kill some wild bees, right?
After all, Boss Lin is the master of this mountain.
You see, even the ants in the mushroom house in the back mountain can recognize this. Can't you buzzing fighting races give this commander a chance?
The hive of wild bees is stronger than that of ordinary bees, and the color changes from pale yellow to white to golden or even dark yellow, which is very beautiful.
Lin Chou's hive was cut from a tree. It was clean without dust. He smashed it with a rolling pin and heated it on the spot with a black pottery pot.
Golden yellow honey comes out from each hexagonal hole, and some tiny bubbles are mixed in the honey, as if enclosed in translucent amber, which is extremely attractive and full of truth from this world.
The sweet and complex floral fragrance fills the entire kitchen and dining room, and even the scent-absorbing effect of nataka red beans can't be stopped.
This kind of sweetness is the most pleasant taste for the brain. It does not directly cause hunger, but only comes from instinctive craving and appetite.
He took a large group of soft honeycombs out of the black pottery pot and stuffed them into the mouth of the **** and white face at the back door of the kitchen.
Billowing wailing twice, leaning on the back of the door honestly with an open-eyed smile-no one is more passionate about Lin Chou's craftsmanship than it.
When the wild honey rolls out big bubbles, add a large spoonful of fresh ghee. When the melted ghee is intertwined with the honey, the golden honey reveals the dilute milk-like white, and the surface is also covered. A layer of soft gum-or oily substance, it is actually a little beeswax, not ghee.
The scent of ghee and the floral scent of wild honey are sweet and fascinating.
Even Shan Ye, who doesn’t like sweets the least, couldn’t help looking straight into the pot, saying,
”It smells good... it looks like paste on a wall.”
Black pottery is the best combination of honey and ghee. It is heated evenly and softly. It is also the most historical witness. The first pot of wonderful ghee honey was made in such black pottery.
After the honey and ghee in the pottery pot are completely fused, they will be placed in a small cup. The mouth of the bowl is sealed with moistened paper and steamed on the tray.
Lin Chou pinched his chin and said,
”Um...you should prepare some dried osmanthus or something in advance, you can season it.”
After thinking about it, Lao Xue's salted peach blossoms and candied sweet-scented osmanthus are very suitable-wine-stained ones are fine too!
Sikong and Yinfa Lolita asked urgently in no particular order.
”How long will it take to steam?”
”Twenty minutes will be fine.”
Salivating, eager to see through.
Lord Shan looked at Sikong weirdly,
”I said Mr. Sagong, you old man, can you eat less sweets, and you are not a little girl... You are the ogre who is too high in sugar to pick you out, know, you must chew the meat and the sweet bones? Crunch and crisp!”
”What a mess.”
Sikong rolled his eyes wildly,
”If you have the ability, don't eat it. I'll tell you, I will look down on you if you take a sip!”
Who is Shan Ye?
”Hehe, if there are advantages and don't take the bastard, people are not for themselves, and the world is in chaos.”
Sikong squinted his eyes,
”Tsk, it's a shame that you have been reborn in this body, with a steel body made of iron, otherwise how can you set off your mountain master's brilliance and majesty?”
Wu Ke sniffed the smell and crawled back again, and made a knife smoothly.
”Is there still a pair of papery crotch?”
Shan Ye squinted at him,
”If your kid is an evolutionary, Lao Tzu will be a twenty-ton fist, Niang Xipi.”
Turn around and continue Gank Sikong,
”Why, Lao Tzu gave birth by his ability, so why should I say that Lao Tzu is at fault? Hungry and proud!”
In other words, it is: youcanyouup, nocannobb.
Sikong was frustrated by the shameless remarks.
”Mr, the gentleman is always striving for self-improvement! You are a scumbag, insulting gentleman!”
Shan Ye arrogantly asked with his hands on his hips,
”So?”
Sikong was stunned, and was stunned by such a straightforward questioning.
After searching the bowels and scraping the belly for a long time, I didn’t figure out how to deal with it. An 8,000-character classic national curse analysis report was held in my chest and hesitated to speak. My head was filled with Shan Ye’s voice echoing——
So?
So?
What?
Lin Chou was really afraid that the child's fragile body wouldn't be able to get up at a stretch, and he would get out of it somehow, so he coughed twice to interrupt them.
”By the way, Sagong, who forgives the basin and where has it gone these few days?”
Sikong was so angry that he had to reply,
”Shooting, dubbing, editing, subtitles, a lot of post-production... Oh, by the way, what kind of ultimate boss are you looking for? Anyway, I can’t help and it’s nothing for us. It’s her and Lao Shen. Fuck, I don't know what she is going to do in the final shot, it's mysterious.”
Two illusory mists protruded from the cuffs of the warlock and pointed his fingers on the desktop.
”Originally, I said to summon a necromancer to give her a quality rendering-the effect of the fel and negative energy filling sub-shots is simply not too good. It is most suitable for the villain’s dark style. After scrapping the two machines, she will I was pushed out, really, there is no pursuit of art at all.”