Chapter 1241： raw? (+1 again, there is really no drop left) (1/2)

Facing the last plate of dishes that no one has ever touched, Lord Shan is as steady as an old dog.

”Well, look at this meat, the snow pattern is even and thick, and the meat is tender and ruddy and faintly glowing. This is the expression of the correct muscle fat content. Look at this... this... this green onion! The white is white, the green is green, The green onions are rich and not pungent and spicy eyes... I really can't make up the grass... Green onions are not spicy, the eyes are so special, your dish is spicy eyes... Wouldn't you be the enemy of Sikong for life A series of big meat noodles...”

Even if one side is grilled, the blood on the lamb still shows that the **** thing is raw!

Huang Dashan knows too well the sinister intentions of these cooks. What kind of one-sided roasted rock lamb? For sure, this product of Linzi just swept the surface of the lamb with a torch and it was called ”seared”!

Shan Ye didn't have any resistance to raw food. He didn't eat less of the living insects, but this time it was different, it was really different.

This dish evokes some unpleasant memories, such as the raw meat that Shan Ye once ate when he was hungry in the wilderness, and it looks almost the same as this one!

Soaked in blood water and semi-dissolved fat! Slippery! With body temperature!

Just now, Shan Ye tried his best to avoid looking at this stuff when he was eating a few other dishes-raw meat is also divided into categories, whoever is okay with raw mutton, I will give it a big shot!

”What's weird about raw mutton,” Lin Chou said indifferently. ”The history of eating raw mutton is as long as that of Dingling people eating raw reindeer.”

Huang Dashan: Haha, what do you like to say and say what you say, even if you say a flower, Lao Tzu won't take a bite. This is to sprinkle salt on Lao Tzu's scars!

Ding Ling believes that the reindeer has a simple diet and the meat is naturally pure. Fresh meat and blood with salt are incomparable to other foods.

Just like the Dingling people, the special status of mutton made the ancient Chinese people mark many beautiful things with the traces of sheep early on.

The word ”beauty” means that a big sheep is fat and beautiful. The ”Shuowen Jiezi” contains: ”Beauty, sweetness, from the sheep to the big.”

The word ”shame” is a hieroglyph in oracle bone inscriptions, which depicts a person holding a sheep in his hand, which means offering good food.

But raw lamb doesn’t look so beautiful just thinking about it.

Lin Chou obviously gave up the idea of ​​popularizing these things with Huang Dashan. The lessons of history told him that unless you and this guy talk about the woman's buttocks and breasts, everything else comes in from the left ear to the right ear, which is useless at all.

Lin Chou's target is a warlock-although he didn't bother to do this, if no one really eats it, doesn't it appear that the craftsmanship and taste of my dignified boss is a problem?

”This mutton is the rock mutton I have selected. I spend more than ten hours running and jumping up and down every 24 hours. The rock sheep lives in high-altitude areas. The land is relatively barren, and most of the soil is more alkaline. It grows out of high mountains. A lot of plants are some medicinal materials. Bish sheep eats these things to grow up and licks salt and alkali. The meat quality is great and it will reduce a lot of taint.

”For the meat part, I choose the small piece near the neck at the center of the shoulders of the front leg of the lamb. It has a large amount of exercise, a long fiber, a good fat ratio, toughness and softness.”

”Single-side grilling has nothing to do with cooking mutton. The main function is to release part of the fat and make the meat add the cooked flavor of fat. This is two completely different types from simple raw meat and raw fat. In contrast, it is probably that you directly smell the ghee and the scent released by the ghee lamp is very similar.”

”You should see it. Let's talk about the oil at the bottom of the plate. It's light yellow and green. It has a very beautiful color, right. This is the olive oil I squeezed by myself last time. Fruity, you won’t feel greasy if you drink it directly!”

”...”

Huang Dashan squirmed his lips,

”Master Warlock, you heard that you saw it, right? The last time he flicked Sikong to eat a piece of horsemeat noodles, he didn't say more than half of what he said today!”

”Ok.”