Chapter 1187： What kind of gods are in this house? (1/2)
”I beg you to be a man...”
Lin Chou held his forehead with his hand, only to feel that his brain hurts like a needle stick, and he was very angry.
Just take a look at the salty and wet discoloration of a certain Wu research institute, so even a 13-ton estrus wild boar knows better than him what elegance is!
Does Mingguang Research Institute specialize in producing such dirty things?
This **** true vision...
Why should this coach take care of so much nosy? Maybe people are happy to be drunk in it!
Spicy eyes!
”Don't be a human anymore?” The female ghost sister actually took out a pair of chopsticks that looked like a ceramic texture from the strap of the skirt, and said very seriously, ”Now, wait for me to finish...”
Wu Ke: oT-T) Corpse”
The chopsticks are very delicate, they are packed in small mahogany boxes with some complicated patterns on them.
Lin Chou analyzed and painted phoenix tails and the like. Miss Sister wanted to come and she was a decent person during her lifetime.
”It smells good...”
The dumplings made by Lin Chou are not thin-skinned dumplings. On the contrary, the dumplings look a little thick.
Even after it is cooked out of the pot, it does not become like the shape and color of the fillings. It is round and plump, especially full.
The steaming dumplings smell full of noodles. Such dumplings are very friendly to some people, and perhaps it can add some special fun to guessing the stuffing of dumplings.
The female ghost lady's hand holding the chopsticks gradually revealed the original whiteness, the scales faded, and the nails retracted into a pink look.
Her gaze can almost be described as pious, picking up a dumpling and cautiously supporting it with her other hand.
”Ah...”
Lin Chou noticed a very mysterious scene. The dumplings picked up by the young lady did not actually leave the plate, but a clear image of the dumpling appeared on the chopsticks of the young lady. Although it looked a little transparent, it was in the plate. The dumpling I picked up was exactly the same, and even the heat wafting out was exactly the same.
”Beef stuffed...well...dumplings...”
”Is it oil?” Lin Chou said solemnly, ”Or some vinegar, of course garlic mashed.”
”Can you,” the young lady said in a very low voice, as if she couldn't believe it, ”Are there any chili peppers?”
”Very spicy!”
”want...”
This young lady has a special skill for eating dumplings!
Lin Chou picked a few dried red peppers from the kitchen wall, roasted them on a charcoal fire until they were charred, then crushed them, and served them with boiling hot dumpling soup.
The female ghost sister almost flashed stars in her eyes,
”In my memory... it seems that my mother did just that...”
Lin Chou said,
”Beef is strong, add some dumpling soup and it's delicious.”
And after eating a few more dumplings and dipping them a few more times, the juice and oil in the dumplings will quickly make the light and light chili dipped in water to become rich, and the hot and spicy ones will be delicious.
”Here...” Wu Ke whispered in grief and indignation while being mounted.
”It's a heresy! Soy sauce garlic is the king, okay? Can you eat it? The worst is vinegar,” Shan Ye carried a big colorful tiger into the house, ”You also dipped chili peppers, why don't you dip them? Where's sugar?!”
He went out with an axe, but what was printed on the skull of a tiger was in the shape of a big fist, and it could be seen that the bones inside had been broken.
After dragging the tiger directly into the kitchen and putting it away, Shan Ye took care of himself and brought a glass of iced happy water.
”Hey, this single mother-to-be has finally stopped playing?...hehe...you are muttering Nima, really, she is not suitable for a novice like you.”