Doomsday Pavilion Chapter 1120

Lin Chou didn't know how rich Huang Dashan's inner world really was, he just felt that his face was a little weird.

emmmm, it looks a bit like the color of the old Burmese coriander in his hand.

Old Burmese coriander is also called big coriander and thorn coriander. It has a refreshing fragrance, which is less aggressive and a little more euphemistic. The barren mountains and ridges around Mingguang are common. Basically, as long as they don't mutate to become toxic, they taste good. ——Of course, it is more toxic to the evolvers who have the spirit of exploration and death!

Lin Chou's ratio is one-third of cilantro coriander and two-thirds of domestic coriander grown in the back mountain.

I have to say that the quality of the coriander rewarded by the system is excellent. Maybe the variety is a named one, such as: Huaze?

Two kinds of coriander plus a few cloves of wild garlic, a few wild onions, a lemongrass, and the Devil Spicy Wash and pose, Lin Chou took out a huge stone mortar, threw the lemongrass in and pounded it, adding the wild garlic one by one when it became strands. Wild onions and the devil are spicy.

This smell can be said to be quite irritating, Huang Dashan sneezed again and again,

"I'm going, it smells really good, what do you mean by the Coriander Party Welfare Bureau?"

Lin Chou took out two or three scorched dried red peppers from the stove—he always thought that the aroma of the peppers roasted with charcoal ash to slightly char was one of the most charming flavors, which was simply overwhelming.

"Boom boom boom~"

Pour the chili peppers and add salt. While adding salt, toss the two coriander in, pound a few vigorously, and put on a plate.

"Is it over?"

Huang Dashan took advantage of Lin Moumou's package of food and didn't pay attention to finding a pair of chopsticks and took a sip of coriander into his belly.

"Fuck... there should be two bowls of hot rice here..."

Lin Chou kicked it over.

"Deadly stay away!"

Then hand the packed things to Bao Er,

"Remember next time and collect the money first."

Bao Er touched the back of his head to make sure,

"Isn't this the first takeaway business? If you are unfamiliar with the business, the function of the wireless phone is not perfect. I will fix it as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Research Institute.

Comrade Xiao Ai was holding a brand new cardboard box with difficulty, his posture was like a salted fish that had just been fired by the boss.

Entering the meeting room, Xiao Ai put the labelled, thin and translucent exquisite white porcelain lunch box on the table in the same way.

"Cold dressing and a taste of arugula, dean, this is yours."

"Yellow snake core, Hu always belongs to you..."

"Tiger crab noodles, hot spring egg beef rice and beef are well cooked, cat yours."

"liqueur..."

"9 catties of thyme baked rainbow lobster..."

"4 catties of steamed grouper..."

Take out the last two lunch boxes, one large and one small.

His hands were shaking, and the weak shaking made Comrade Xiao Ai more like a cicada in late autumn.

Xiao Ai almost choked up.

"Burning pepper, coriander and pounding spicy pepper... a big box of gift rice... this is... mine..."

Different from Xiao Ai's expression, the meeting room was full of jovial atmosphere.

The old dean smiled blindly, the layers of wrinkles on that old face could clamp eight old ladies at the same time.

"Hey, when has Yishanfang been so generous? This white porcelain is good, and its quality is comparable to the enamel jars that Lao Tzu bought at a high price for 'Serving the People'!"

"This wine, smells good!"

"The grouper also comes with raw grilled angelfish liver and sorrel side dishes, which is really wonderful~"

Life is full of surprises, and the old dean thinks that today's cuisine is exceptional.

Bai Xiaomao also opened his round white porcelain lunch box:

The heat of the rice threw out a large swath of rice, and the freshly cooked tender red steak was a bit too fierce for others, and it looked really horrifying.

But this is the favorite degree of maturity of the kitten. The diagonally sliced steak is laid out in a regular circle, and the center is a hot spring egg with a trembling yolk and orange, just lying on the green suzi. On the leaf.

Seen from above, there is no shadow of rice at all, but the nose is full of rice fragrant.

Whether it's beef, sesame leaves or hot spring eggs, they are dotted with slightly fried white sesame seeds, even, no more, no less.

Putting together with the white porcelain box containing the tiger crab noodles is a square seasoning box of the same material. Bai Xiaomao knew at a glance that Xiao Ai took it out in the wrong order, and it should be steak inside. The four seasonings for the rice bowl are divided into the soy sauce used to mix and eat in the rice bowl, and the wasabi sauce, garlic vinegar sauce and black pepper sauce used to dip the steak.

Bai Xiaoxiao said in amazement,

"Has the box lunch of Yishanfang suddenly changed to a refined route? Or is it a discount event for large customers?"

—— Bai Xiaomao touched his conscience and felt that he could be regarded as the main customer of Yishanfang.

She has always been a picky person. Take this meat cutting technique for example. Bai Xiaomao always thinks that knife skills are the most intuitive test standard for a chef or a scientific researcher like her. She slices and slices in the laboratory. There is no essential difference when the chef slices in the back kitchen.

With the naked eye, she can see the degree of damage to muscles or vegetable fibers from the angle of a chef's knife, but don't underestimate a slight angle. As the saying goes, cutting cattle and sheep vertically is very rough but very good. Generalize.

For a qualified foodie with high standards and strict requirements like her, the importance of the chef's knife skills is comparable to the legendary one to climb the road to heaven.

Bai Xiaomao picked a piece of beef in front of his eyes with its own bamboo chopsticks, and carefully observed the beef slices that were cut at an angle of 35° with the horizontal muscle stripes.

The beef is not a common steak part. Based on her experience in research on various biological slices, this piece of meat should be taken from the hind leg part. The choice of position can be said to be quite sharp.

Because the beef hind legs are tough and have thick blood vessels, and the muscle fibers are very tight, it is not strictly suitable for steak, and it will be difficult to cook.

However, the direction of the muscle fibers of this piece of meat is more similar to a subtle unsealed O-shape, and the kitten's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The legendary "slot"..."

Bai Xiaomao didn't know what the professional chef called this piece of meat. This was the professional "term" she and her assistant came up with after dissecting and slicing a number of plain-looking pigs and cows.

This piece of meat comes from around the femoral head of the hind leg. The black mountain wild boar of normal size can produce about three to five taels, while the cattle are eight taels to one catty. It always protects the thighs from one side in an unsealed circle. The bones, like a warm scarf, are cared for, and like a faithful licking dog. They are full of the desire to complain.

Perhaps it is due to the saying that things must be reversed. The hind legs were originally a world full of muscle sticks. However, there is always such a hob groove in the center of these muscle sticks, which is not moving and very weak to be deceived. The taste is more tender and juicy.

Just the selection of materials has already made Bai Xiaomao feel a little bit amazing and a little bit unusual.

"And what surprises will it bring to this girl?"

Each slice of beef is exactly 1.3 cm thick. This thickness is enough to ensure a full bite without making the cheeks feel too laborious. The unsealed O-shape rotates at a subtle angle and is cut with precision. While just filling a bowl, even the shape and bending angle of the meat itself did not change at all.

"This kind of knife skill is really a pleasure, even in the laboratory, it is difficult to find such a precise technique."

Bai Xiaoxiao had seen enough and satisfied, then put the meat in his mouth.

The tip of the tongue is lightly squeezed, warm, moist, juicy, and lingering. The feeling of touching the beef is like a deep kiss in the fantasy of a 17.8-year-old girl-such as the fantasy of Bai Xiaoxiao.

Girls, girls always need to fantasize, and their feelings are always wet.

"Well..."

Bai Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes happily.

"I really like... it's the smell of olive oil instead of the fishy butter..."

Bai Xiaomao thinks that the cook who makes this steak rice bowl must be the cutest roundworm in his stomach.

His whole appearance will be as fresh and refreshing as the olive oil used for frying steaks. Perhaps after he is sliced, he will be different from the plain and greasy coquettish goods of the back chef.

Well, the texture will be clear and clear, and the body fat numbers must be very beautiful.

The steak with almost no seasoning made Bai Xiaomao eat a mouthful of beef flavor, with big wet eyes, fine sweat on his smooth forehead, and an unusually happy look.

The kitten again picked up a piece of beef and dipped it in the wasabi sauce.

"Ahhh~"

It is sweet and spicy, and the tenderness of the beef gives the mouth a wonderful feeling, which is like a deep kiss with the smell of wasabi sauce!

(Uh...)

(Excuseme???)

At this time, the nose of the kitten started to sweat.

She is not a girl who can eat spicy food, but she can't stop looking for the rare sweetness in the delicate wasabi sauce.

The little girl began to fantasize again. She thought that there must be a hidden paradise with high mountains and clear waters in the restaurant. Otherwise, how could it be possible to grow such a wonderfully delicious wasabi?

A few mouthfuls of verdant green rice and rice were served with three flavors of beef dipped in sauce, and the little girl almost completed a timeless image of fluttering clothes in her mind.

——That is a handsome chef who is on the top of the mountain, is a knight with sword, and can embroider with his own BGM.

It makes Meow shy!

Bai Xiaoxiao has already thought about the most romantic love story in the world. It is you who come to dissect and I will give you a scalpel...

The light reflected in the eyes of the kitten,

"The different restaurant must have changed chefs, definitely, maybe even the boss has changed!"

Seeing this and hearing this, Xiao Ai was already on the verge of collapse, he closed his eyes in pain, opened his mouth and bit his palm.

"woo woo woo woo..."

When we change the angle of view, we can find that the weird-looking Lao Hu, holding the wine jar and his own bad snake core, pouting his **** and quietly retreating to the door of the meeting room step by step.

The old dean suddenly said loudly,

"Lao Hu, what are you doing?"

Old Hu shook suddenly, walked with a awkward smile, and put the wine jar back to its original position on the table.

"Hahaha..."

The old dean has a beard and a shrewd face.

"I stared at you long ago! Want to swallow alcohol again? Can you finish drinking?"

Old Hu lied upright and confident.

"If I can't finish drinking, I won't save it and drink it next time?"

The old dean said it was difficult to understand, referring to the super big rainbow lobster and grouper,

"Hey, you won't eat so many goodies!"

The old babble crooked,

"Aren't you old guys getting angry? Didn't you make your pee yellow? That's how you eat raw seafood to defeat the fire?"

Old Hu looked like a mirror in his heart--

A jar of wine is worth 3,000 circulation points, not to mention the awkward wicked snake core on this plate. Lao Tzu is reluctant to share a bite with you, an old rascal!

To say that Lao Hu is different from others, huh?

He has been to Yanhui Mountain more than once or twice, and he recognized the origin of this wine jar at a glance. The appearance and material are too special and conspicuous. There is no other place except Lin Chou...

Lao Hu no longer talks to the old dean, but just looks at the researcher Xiao Ai who has turned into a statue on the other side of the table.

"Oh... poor baby..."

Can I send takeaway orders to Yanhuishan just by sending it with a wrong radio code? With this chance, why don't you buy a lottery ticket?

The old guy was spitting out unpleasant old grooves in his heart, and his mood was complicated.

The old dean casually pulled out an arm-long wrench from under the large conference table, seeing the staff who were not qualified to order takeaways and had been working hard and showing seriousness with a chill + chills.

(This is a serious conference room, old dean, you know how to cut it! What kind of trick is to take out a wrench from under the conference table? It will make it unpleasant and stable to have a meeting in the future?!)

The old dean gently knocked the mud seal on the wine jar with a wrench and removed it, and the tempting aroma of wine immediately filled the meeting room. There was no fog or cloud in front of him, but it made people feel light and light. wonderland.

"hiss--"

The old dean took a long breath.

"This wine is too powerful. What kind of wine is this? I have never seen it before?" He felt that his nose was a little hot, and it turned out to be a nosebleed. "Good guy or medicinal wine? This is too tonic!"

Lao Hu doesn't know how to say it. You can't say that this wine is a bad old man, right?

He is the dean of the research institute, and there are so many good things.

With this guy's alcohol addiction, he might be able to take out the little blue pill that he has collected for decades and drink toast, and make sure it is poisonous. Anyway, as long as it is not the poison of life, the old guy must be nothing.

While pouring wine into the glass, the old dean squinted Lao Hu triumphantly, but suddenly he found that a poor bug was holding a bowl of rice, quickly picking up a long strip of green oil in another food box that smelled like chewing wax.

The old dean said strangely,

"What do you eat?"

Classmate Xiao Ai gritted his teeth and said,

"grass!"

The old dean's wrench immediately flew over,

"Kang Dang!"

The whole person casually overwhelmed the body with agile movements that did not meet the age,

"Lao Tzu has nothing to do with you!"

The poor screamed again and again,

"Ahhh, dean, I was wrong. I made a mistake. I said I ate grass, but don't..."

"Hehe, eat lemons, I know that your mother squeezed out milk!"

"President, you don't make sense..."

The old dean casually pulled out another larger, thicker and darker wrench from under the conference table.

"Come, come, stop and stretch your head. I will show you a good thing, a good thing that can teach you the principles of life!"

Chapter end

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