Chapter 1155： have you had enough

No matter how rough the surface of the bear's paw is, how much honey it can hold on it, thinking it seems that it might as well just steam it for a neat one.

However, the bear paw is changed from broiled to boiled. In fact, there is a saying here...

Before the cataclysm, the chefs of the past generations, whether they were wild or famous and had a great cause, mostly took bear's paw to be wild and untamable.

Normally, it’s nothing more than eating pheasants, wild rabbits and the like. For something like bear’s paw, if you don’t deal with it at all, the smell is really not something ordinary people can bear.

It's too late. The difference in this one is as big as the difference between raw beef blood and cooked blood tofu.

When steaming, the outside smell only goes inside, but the inside smell is not easy to come back out. Therefore, the steaming requires very high time and heat, and even the utensils. A little improper operation can easily become a failure of steaming. The fish is too fishy to be imported, and if you waste your energy, you will not necessarily get the benefits, and you will lose more than the gains.

Compared with steaming, boiling is equivalent to a foolish operation, suitable for all ages and more thorough.

Letting the bear's paw cook in the pot, Lin Chou's mind was more on the fire in the pond. He needed to adjust the position of the firewood from time to time, and after a while, he was sweating.

Seeing that the water in the pot started to boil, he immediately lifted the lid of the pot to loosen the taste.

During this period, Su Yourong turned around, and showed his pouring and pouring of tea very diligently.

——Wet Tiger has new dishes, and the kitchen is not enough for her, so the potato shreds for today’s serving will be avoided!

Happy...

I didn't see Huang Dashan and Wu Moumou clamoring around, and I felt that the fried chicken was weird.

It’s okay if Wu Ke isn’t there. After all, this guy is in a state of not (dare) smelling (dare) asking about the cooking process of many ingredients, for fear of accidentally replenishing himself and exploding in place and spiraling into the sky, fearing death. very.

As for Huang Dashan...

"Emmm"

Su Yourong lowered his head and carried a pan with a portrait of Huang Dashan out of the kitchen. After a while, he heard the pan banging the pangolin's headlights.

"Pig! Get up and get up, wet tigers are all up to work!!"

"Hold the grass, my little ancestor, I have been with your master for several days. I didn't even drink the soup. I just lay down for less than five minutes... Let me sleep again..."

"Sleep, sleep, don't eat when you have the ability!"

"..."

Lin Chou babbled and laughed unscrupulously.

Huang Dashan sighed and crawled into the kitchen one step at a time.

"Your little apprentice is also a self-motivated person. This is so much wider than the boss's wife!"

"Bang!"

Master Shan easily lifted the pot from the back of his head - Su Yourong didn't have the strength of Lin Shou, and the face printed on the bottom of the pot would naturally not become the shape of the back of his head.

Shan Ye took a closer look,

"Jill is so handsome."

Our Shan Ye's handsomeness does not accept any rebuttal or explanation.

Lin Chou didn't take advantage of him...

The water in the pot has begun to turn into pieces of splashes, the bubbles are huge, and the bear's paw is sinking steadily on the bottom of the pot, as if a weight does not move.

Gradually, in addition to the smell of wine and ladies, Huang Dashan’s nose that does not contain oil and salt can also smell a hint of denseness and sweetness from it.

"Huh? It doesn't seem to be as fishy as before..."

Lin Chou nodded,

"What do you think, maybe it's been a long time for nothing?"

Huang Dashan disagrees,

"When you sealed this thing in the jar before, we did a good job of mental construction."

"Hey!" Huang Dashan's eyes suddenly burst into a green light like a hungry wolf, making people feel flustered when they saw it, "I'm going to be almost done? Hahaha..."

Lin Chou patted his forehead,

"Look at my memory, you will contact Lao Bai, Lao Shen and the others in a while, the fat man is warm wine... Anyway, don't leave any acquaintances behind."

"Hey, this is just going to be a treat... What about Mr. Leng, how about Mr. Leng winning the prize, what about Mr. Zhao?"

"What nonsense, make sure that you get it ahead of time. It's only the past few days."

Huang Dashan was quite happy at first, but he was dumbfounded and staggered.

"Grass... How many days?? You **** me... Do you listen to what you say is human..."

Lin Chou pointed at the pot,

"Ask it, you can ask if it has enough trouble..."

Huang Dashan was so arrogant.

"Is it okay to ask when I'm alive?"

"Hey..." Su Yourong peeked into his head from outside the kitchen, "I'm afraid that you will be pinched to death when you are alive. I heard people say that you were embarrassed to death at that time, and you got more than two hundred holes in your butt. , Like a watering can!"

"That's a bald guy, not Lao Tzu!" Huang Dashan was furious, "Knock in it, is it a rumor made by a king and eight laozi, and see if Lao Tzu does not squeeze this flattened egg into a circle of nine tunes!"

Su Yourong's face was weird,

"But you are a bald head..."

"???"

You Shan Ye, I am so special... Yeah...

Lin Chou said at the right time,

"Stop it, um, You Rong will help me to remind you. When calling people, count the ones who take care of our business. Three... Be safe and better start at Tier 4."

——It was a happy event at first, but it would be no good if you killed a few.

Su Yourong raised his eyes.

"Then this bald head is definitely not counted. If he doesn't take care of business, he knows to eat for nothing.

"..."

"You Rong, how many people are still princes, and at any rate give some face, to respond to the foreign policy of the base city, we are all good people."

Huang Dashan smiled ha ha ha,

"The two of you master and disciple sing and agree very well. Poor old man, I am lonely and widowed. It seems that at this time, I can only express my extremely complicated feelings with a scream."

Su Yourong is inexplicable,

"Lonely family? Would you like me to send a letter to Queen Sister, just say..."

Huang Dashan was so scared that he clutched his waist and ran away.

"You are cruel..."

Not long after Queen Queen returned to Luan Mountain, Huang Dashan’s waist was still in a state of rehabilitation. According to normal standards and Queen Queen’s keen intuition and accurate juice ratio, I am afraid it will last until her next visit to Mingguang for friendship. During a harmonious visit, it is estimated that the error should not exceed one hour-an error greater than one hour is not allowed, because Huang Dashan is likely to take the opportunity to go to a certain alley and be happy. .

The devil's height is one foot high, and the Tao is three light years high.

Shinai Shanye's character is not strong enough, and in everyone's minds, he is generally at a point where the Krypton recharge can't make up for it.

After Shan Ye left, the kitchen finally calmed down.

The burning sound and the soft heat have a hypnotic rhythm, and Lin Chou can't help but faltering.

I have to say that this gave Boss Lin a kind of rush to live alive and return to his childhood-his journey as a cook almost started from taking care of this fire.