Chapter 1326: Black near the ink (1/2)

People always have something in common when they eat it.

Regardless of whether the basic taste of food is sweet, sour, bitter, spicy or salty, whether diners eat it or love it or not, they all have a say, and in a sense, their evaluation will be relatively objective and fair-except for eating, it is estimated that it is difficult See this phenomenon on other things.

A large part of the evolutionists pursue the boldness of eating meat and drinking in a big bowl. Although the beef and mutton cooked with bean curd is already deboned, it is just right and soft and tender enough to serve it in a bowl. It's as hearty as sucking noodles.

”I prefer lamb to beef,”

Zhao Erye said,

”To some extent, the mutton's mutton is closer to the satisfaction of human appetite, and it is the ‘freshness’ of red meat that people seek.”

”It’s rare. Although you use beef, lamb, and chicken in this dish, the three or four ingredients are not completely confused after being cooked on a low fire for such a long time. They can be separated from each other. Each has its own flavor. Not to mention it's amazing.”

Lin Chou smiled,

”This is called the small section can be lost, and the big section can't be lost.”

”Xian, from fish to sheep, 鱻 is fresh, 羴 is fresh, and fresh is also fresh. The pronunciation of the three characters is naturally different, but it is indisputable that they represent the same meaning.”

Lin Chou's food appearance is much more elegant. There is meat and soup in a head-sized translucent blue and white porcelain bowl, and grains of bean curd are floating in it. The fragrance of green onion has not yet arrived, but the coriander has been like a cold gun. ——Furthermore, as the boss, he can take out big old bowls of different ages, patterns, and appearances every time he wants. It can be said that the layout is fresh and unique.

Lin Chou sprinkled tender red peppers in the bowl,

”The unique volatile sesame oil smell of insect meat is slightly sharp. Only the spiciness of fresh pepper matches this taste best, but the slow-cooked doudan has now faded away from the tangling of beef and mutton. The edges and corners have become rounded and lovely.”

”Sucking~”

Zhao Er swallowed a big bite of meat?

”Well, actually, it’s correct to choose the beef tenderloin to stew? But what is missing? Did you beat the oil in the broth too clean? Although the oil tastes the most? But it seems a bit light and not plump enough. I want to say, ”Since they are all put, why don't you put the old duck and ham anymore? Oh, let's forget the ham. It is obviously not suitable for the taste of doudan? But the old duck is good. ?Rich in fat and strong fragrance...”

Lin Chou stared at him fiercely? The person next to him was snickering.

Huh? Who doesn’t know that Boss Lin pinches half of his eyes and looks down on ducks? Oh, I see ducks and feel like vomiting? Especially after spending so long in a crystal cave in a different space, he has transformed from a simple mental illness to a physical disease reaction. Hahaha...

”Ok...”

Zhao Er shrugged, and after devouring two large bowls of meat, he scooped himself a whole bowl of soup--and hadn't forgotten to skim off the surface oil.

”Tsk tusk, second master? Who just said that the broth is not plump enough and the oil is not heavy enough? Let the fat duck come?”

”Heart! Those who eat meat first and then drink soup are heretics! We are serious people who eat meat and soup at the same time!”

Erye Zhao raised his eyebrows?

”I...”

Count the ball? Endure it.

Following Lin Chou’s appearance, he put green onions and a few snow-white coriander flowers? He also put aside the devil's spicy that I don’t even dare to look at on weekdays—it’s not that Zhao Er can’t eat spicy food, but Lin Chou grows it here. The spiciness of each chilli on each seedling is different in the devil's spice that comes out. The difference is like jumping off a cliff. It is possible that you picked a spiciness of only 1. If you eat it and feel uncomfortable, pick another khacha and take a bite. , The good guy is 1.8 million spicy!

This is so deadly!

Almost every guy who claims to be spicy, not spicy or unhappy has jumped into this big pit on the top of this hill.

In Lin Chou's own words, mutant peppers will make life and death rich and rich. I don't need money and just pick peppers. What do you want to do?

It can be seen that not money is the bottom line of other people's products.

”Just this kind of bastard, I could kick them to death in one day!” Zhao Erye thought silently in his heart.

Fortunately, this bit of chili peppers gave Zhao Erye's face very much, and the spiciness was very suitable for him, just to the extent that his lips were tingling and the whole body was sweating slightly.

”Huh, warm your heart and stomach.”

Zhao Erye ate a big bowl of soup, sweating all over, feeling that all the damp poison accumulated in his body during the hot and humid summer of Mingguang had evaporated with the heat.