Chapter 1157: Hericium Hash Ma Clear Soup (2/2)

Master Shan couldn't help poking with his hand.

”Eh...it's quite flexible...”

Lin Chou patted the paws of this guy,

”Stay and go.”

After looking through the boxes and cabinets, Lin Chou had a few more bags in his hand, with the words ”bone”, ”fat”, ”tail” and ”tendon” written on them in black pens.

This is the ”legacy” of the poor Bianshan musk deer that has become XO sauce, that is, leftovers, and now all have become dry goods.

Lin Chou only took two pieces of the tail bones, and only two two centimeters long and short of the tendons—they were all scraps removed. Lin Chou was quite satisfied that he could have this size after drying.

The tailbone can be washed directly and placed in the soup pot. The tendons need to be boiled and fried in warm oil for several rounds to reach the appropriate size, and finally the fragments are washed and placed in the pot.

Lin Chou held a large spoon with a long handle and beat the fat and scum again, and gently stirred the pot of fresh soup.

The whole hash ant sank to the bottom of the pot, staining the whole pot of clear soup with a heavy blue-black color, like a miniature version of the thick ground and undulating mountains; thick slices of Hericium edodes in the clear mushroom soup As the middle and the waves follow the flow, the drooping thorns of dense bacteria float and float without effort, and lightly touch the big oil of the Hash ant, which is like a white cloud, as if the two may merge at any time.

Huang Dashan murmured,

”What's so special? Is it because I have been alone for a long time? No matter how you look at a pot of soup, you feel that the mountains and rivers are beautiful?!”

Lin Chou said,

”Isn't this not so beautiful yet, there is still a rescue~”

......

I don't know what Shan Ye said when he radioed this group of people. This group of evolutionists rushed in anxiously one by one, and the fleet was full of long queues, which was particularly spectacular.

Wei Tianxing parked the car aside, like a fat butterfly fluttering around to the other side, and opened the door.

”Baby girl, here it is~”

”Ok...”

Wei Qingyu's arm was holding Wei Tianxing very face-to-face, so the fat man took the eight-stroke step with arrogance and contempt of all directions, and entered the small hall under the gaze of all the people.

”Hey, I'm going to have a violent temper! Isn't there a girl? Look at the one who gave him...”

”It's great to have a girl?!”

”That's it!”

”I really want to take that fat face off and paste it on the wall...”

Several middle-aged uncles with considerable strength were indignant, and looked at each other with all the same hatred.

After keeping a smile and saying hello, they each found a no-one corner, and hurriedly took out the communication tool.

”Now immediately put on your most nasty set of clothes and roll me to Yanhui Mountain... I don't care about your shit... I'll give you one... half an hour... to No? I’ll give you a discount if I can’t get to the legs! What's the matter? A life-long event!! What a long-winded... Uh... Uh... It's Wei Qingyu... nonsense... Of course the surname Wen is not here... Eight hundred you are not enough for someone to squeeze... fart... what... you have the face to say that you look better than others? Little jerk, what the **** did you tell me the truth last night? , Did you take drugs and ridicule? Don’t take a **** and take a picture of yourself...”

Foam flew across the mouth, and three minutes had passed, and the earpiece was silent, as if he had been scolded.

Putting down the communication tools and tidying up the collar that was just torn apart, the middle-aged uncles sighed in unison, feeling that they were many years old for no reason.

”It's better to give birth to this stuff than to give birth to a pig knuckle. Back then...oh... Niang Xipi's!”