Chapter 1105： Drive pigs (1/2)
Fiddled with it for a long time, to no avail.
The green lotus leaves soften under the heat of the oily rice, and are tightly absorbed by the sticky rice grains. The lotus leaves are about to be torn into strips with more force.
Bai Suren smiled and took Leng Han’s plate, making a move.
”Here, alright~”
”You, silly, just peel it down along the tendons.”
Seeing Leng Han smiled embarrassedly, Bai Suren sniffed the aroma of oily rice.
”I have eaten this thing a long time ago, it's been a long time, I didn't expect Lin Chou would actually do it.”
Leng Han bit out a rounded gap in the translucent rice soaked with gleaming grease.
”Um...hot... Lin Chou can do everything.”
”Hey, everything is good for him, okay?”
”Well, I didn't mean that, he really can do everything!”
”...”
Bai Suren unceremoniously took a rice ball from the plate in front of Leng Han and ate it on his own.
Leng Han looked up—well, there were four left on the plate.
so far so good.
Under the threat of Xia Yu’s eyes for a long time without speaking (mainly because Xia Yu was afraid that this Er Lengzi brother would delay everyone’s business, but everyone did not have any business) Xia Dasha finally couldn’t hold back.
”There are only four... there are... so good...”
then,
Leng Han reluctantly gave Xia Dasha one...
Leng Han reluctantly gave Qin Erhu one...
Leng Han reluctantly gave the gourd baby a...
Leng Han reluctantly gave Xia Yu one...
Gone...
Huang Dashan cried!
”Uh, I'm still a baby, I want to eat too...”
Sikong laughed at Huang Dashan and suddenly remembered something.
”Eleven, what do I bring?”
A silver-white metal box was immediately handed to Sikong.
Twenty-five centimeters square, with air-conditioning surround effect.
Sikong opened the suitcase, revealing the neatly arranged and crystal-clear thin meat strips inside.
”My Chengnan Farm got it all here.”
Lin Chou took a closer look.
Quite surprised, quite pleasantly surprised, the look in Sikong's eyes changed.
Sikong didn't care,
”Losing a lot of circulation points. The hazel grouse is too courageous, especially the boy chickens just over a year ago. They died collectively. The hazel grouse with blood stasis in the meat died even if it was useless. The meat on the tips of the wings has been removed, and the wings of almost 500 hazel grouses are all in this box.”
Lin Chou was a little balanced,
”I'm still wondering, this is too extravagant. Was it scared to death by Liu Renjun?”
Sikong nodded,
”Uh, I have processed all the chicken to others-I remember once ate this soup dumpling made of wing-tip meat and crab roe in a pretty small restaurant in the east of the city. It tasted pretty good, and again It is smooth, tender, fresh and fragrant, not greasy at all, and light and light, which is suitable for our Mingguang spring when it is dull and damp.”
Mingguang’s spring is not as hot as a high-temperature sauna at 40 degrees + in summer, but it is damp and upset.
Lin Chou pondered for a moment.
”Well, I heard my dad say a dish, I don't remember which region was a strange dish before the cataclysm, but it sounds pretty good, I can try it.”
”What kind of dish?”
Lin Sorrow said,
”Do you know the pork belly chicken? This dumpling of meat on the tip of the chicken wing is filled with little finger-sized wontons and boiled with pork belly chicken soup. You can't forget it if you take a bite.”
Sikong's eyes lit up.
”Absolutely, how did you come up with this?”