Chapter 952： Very poor gaming experience! (2/2)
The five lanterns were completely surrounded, and the octopus clips still rushed into the pit like the original friends - and then found that the pit seemed so deep that it was easy to break their legs.
Soon, the lamp pit was filled directly.
Lin Chou waved his hand,
”Fit!”
The crowd rushed to the sack and filled the sack with a sack prepared in advance.
Sikong yelled while dragging the pile of octopus clips into the bag desperately.
”Hey, I'm going, too much, too much to pretend...too enjoyable...”
Even Leng Han had a slight smile on his face.
When everyone rushed over, the octopus clips immediately retreated in all directions, coming and going as fast as the tide, and it took less than a minute before and after. Although the group is small, the movements are not slow at all. Not even one of the little guys can be seen.
Sikong sacked the sack in his hand,
”Is this bag leaking? It's pretty enjoyable just installed... Why is it so...”
Huang Dashan's bag is a bit fuller than Sikong's, but not too much. If there are more than ten catties in Sikong's bag, Shanye's is about twenty catties.
Shan Ye said,
”You should be slapped with a big freezing technique just now when it's cold, and you can get a few kilos~”
Sikong rolled his eyes,
”Why are you so young and boring, so what fun is there?”
Huang Dashan stood up,
”I usually start thinking about fun only after filling my stomach.”
Lin Chou looked at the harvest,
”Two more waves will probably be enough for one meal. It can't be frozen. If it's frozen, there will be no drama.”
Huang Dashan broke off the shell of a octopus clip,
”Yeah, there is cream too-but this thing is so small and still full of shells, it takes so much effort to get a full meal.”
”That's why we have to catch more. Don't forget that you are all real big appetites.”
After waiting for more than an hour, the octopus clamp army, which had been tried many times by ”scouts”, regrouped, and once again charged towards the lantern.
Well, at the same time, I also flipped over Lin Chou's food reserve, and the octopus clip he caught was worthy of a big sack.
Huang Dashan said sadly,
”Then what, I'm actually...hungry now...”
Sikong smiled slightly.
”There is a ready-made river in front of you, Comrade Mingguang Diao Wang, are you not going to show it? Actually, it's good to grill a fish here~”
”That's necessary” Huang Dashan's eyes lit up, ”Learn a little bit!”
After finishing speaking, this cargo is in his hand to sink his dantian,
”Smack~”
The axe, which was the size of a door panel, was slapped horizontally with the original power, and the mountain stream instantly erupted like a torpedo. The crackling fish, shrimps and crabs were all blown out and smashed.
The only one that is relatively complete is the mussel.
Of course, the so-called intact means that the shell has been completely broken, and the raw mussel meat is relatively intact.
Huang Dashan picks and picks out a bunch of barely rounded ones, and he is very proud of raising his eyebrows.
”How?”
Everyone: ”...”
This is how you got the title of Mingguang Fishing King, and it's not as good as Qin Wuyong's horse!
Lin Chou glanced at him and was angry.
”Nima, aren't these all the crispy meat carp I raised?”
Ever since, the Lord Shan ran to collect firewood as if he had fled.
The bonfire quickly rose, and the fish was skewered on the cumin-flavored iron wire vines, and they were grilled with great interest.
A simple tripod was set up on the bonfire, and a simpler, freshly polished stone pot was hanging dangling on it.
The clam meat and catkin soup are stewed in the stone pot. Before the soup starts to boil, the clam meat and catkin will infiltrate the soup into a creamy white, which looks attractive.
In the distance, the insects and beasts roar in the Mangcangzu Mountain, and the mountain stream flows gurgling around everyone, and the charming smell of fish meat rises together with the jumping flames—not to mention that there is really such a mood.
Sikong was afraid that he hadn't had this kind of experience in his life, and they couldn't move their eyes when they stared at their fish.
”It's great... this is what life is like... this fish can smell so good without any condiments...”
Before Sikong finished speaking, boss Lin took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his clothes, pinching out a little bit and sprinkling a little bit out, seasoning himself and Leng Han’s fish, and finally poured them out of the lantern. A little bit of otter oil for a full body massage for the two fish.
”Salt, chili, star anise, cumin, citronella, cinnamon...I wonder what this is for...”
Sikong's heart is broken at this moment-what about the trust between people? ?
”Lin! Worry!”
”What are you doing?”
”Why didn't you talk about it earlier?”
”You didn't ask either~”
After that, it was unavoidable that you made me grab it again. Those strange little bottles were not too big, and the seasonings were definitely not enough for everyone, especially the salt.
If Wu Ke was there, he would definitely be able to treasure these bottles and cans: test tubes, plastic droppers, jars, Erlenmeyer flasks...Yes, yes, they originally belonged to Wu Kewu. Researcher's.
”It's hot... the fish is ready, the fish is ready...”
The smile on Sikong's face couldn't be stopped, and he just gnawed up the fish while holding it.
The elastic and tough crunchy carp meat is very different from ordinary fish, and if you bite it, it will turn into a few **** rolling around in your mouth.
Although full of toughness, the fish meat is extremely delicate.
If the fish skin is not burnt and crispy at the same time, the abundant water and oil will even make Sagone feel that the fish is steamed.
”It can be said that it is the most 666 grilled fish in my generation,” Sikong gave a thumbs up, ”Lin Zi, can you take me with you when you go out in the future?”
Lin Chou sighed silently.
The exquisite grilled fish that was dried and tossed with red willows as a sign don’t tell Ben Shuai that you didn’t eat it, it’s not so compelling!
Young Master Sagong may never have eaten such a meal in such an environment in his life, everything feels particularly fresh and worth looking forward to-perhaps it is this kind of self-supporting player that is more deadly than self-braining.
”I will try the soup~”
What everyone used to drink the soup was simply the broken shells of the mussels, which can be used as a spoon after a few breaks.
The pucai heart in the milky white soup has long become soft, and the floating room is like a piece of tender bamboo shoots. The mussel meat itself is very rich in juice. As the flame licks the bottom of the stone pot, the water in the mussel meat will precipitate. On the contrary, a pot of fresh soup has the feeling that the more stewed, the more.
”Sucking~”
The entrance of the soup has a coconut milk-like smoothness, but it is slightly thick, and the natural taste is like the delicious oysters gradually melting in the mouth.
The slightly greenish bitterness of the bamboo shoots becomes the best adjustment at this time. Even if you don't savor it carefully, you don't need to worry that the right ”bitterness” or ”astringency” will be ignored.
On the contrary, when you deliberately look for it, the soup in your mouth is only delicious and sweet.
Drinking and drinking, Huang Dashan suddenly patted his forehead.
”Fuck, do you think something is missing?”
Everyone:
”Emmmmmm”
”Seems...”
”Eh eh eh? Where do we put the lantern over there, why is it still dark?”
”Ciao!”