Master Shan couldn't help but think that Lin would do nothing from now on and just sit on the dark sea every day. It is estimated that these old superstitions would be able to place three animals, six animals and seventy-two concubines in front of him and bow down to the ground. Lord Poseidon, you will definitely not worry about food and drink.
Shan Ye has been a prostitute for half his life, but he really admires this kind of lack of heart, so he smiled respectfully at the two of them.
"Hey, Mr. Shan, do you know what Mr. Lin's ability relies on..."
Huang Dashan frowned at first, asking about other people's awakening abilities, but this was a taboo in the base city.
As soon as the two of them saw Huang Dashan's expression, they knew what he was thinking. This Grandpa Dashan had never been a reasonable person. It would be really aggrieved if he received a fat beating.
The two people quickly explained,
"Master Shan, don't get me wrong. What do we brothers mean? Does Boss Lin have such a magical medicinal diet that can make people walk on the water like flat ground? If so, it would be really good for sea hunters. What a great thing, Boss Lin will surely bring Buddhas to thousands of families."
Huang Dashan nodded, then shook his head. He couldn't help but laugh a few times.
"Ahem, Brother Lin, I guess even if he does, he won't be listed all over the place. Whether he does or not depends entirely on fate... This guy has a weird temper. He can't even open a restaurant just because of his mood. He goes out of business every now and then, and the days he is open are not half as long as the days he is closed. I don’t know what he is doing.”
The two looked at each other,
"We've heard that Boss Lin's dishes range from a few hundred to a few thousand, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and even tens of millions. Boss Lin's is too..."
In the end, the two of them sighed together, rich people are just so willful.
Huang Dashan felt sorry for his baby car,
"Let's go in and show you the world."
...
Of course, the willful Boss Lin will not follow the routine today. With new ingredients in hand, how can he not cook a few new dishes well?
It’s fun and it’s professional ethics.
Especially the few big turtles he brought back. Such good things are rare. Therefore, Boss Renxing Lin refused to order and did not give everyone a chance to protest.
Calling them turtles or soft-shell turtles may seem unprofessional. In fact, judging from their body shape, they are more like a combination of soft-shell turtles and ordinary soft-shell turtles. Their color is green and black, their skirts are large and warped, and their carapace is relatively hard. .
In addition, the turtle is a genus of soft-shelled turtles, and its characteristic is its large size, very large.
Before the cataclysm, an ordinary turtle could grow to a size of one hundred kilograms. In mythology, there are many giant turtles that carry humans and gods to heaven and earth.
After Lin Chou slashed open the abdomen of a large turtle with two knives and removed its internal organs, the turtle struggled for a full minute before reluctantly signing his name on the death certificate.
The dead giant turtle naturally lost its camouflage effect, and the system reminded it that it was just a first-order high-level alien beast, and there were no surprises.
The soft-shelled turtle's meat is very tender, but the fishy smell after being disemboweled is very strong, and it has reached the point of pungent.
Everyone covered their noses together, Lin snorted,
"The stronger the fishy smell, the better their food is, and the better the quality of the soft-shell turtle's meat."
Lin Chou also had his own way of removing the fishy smell from the soft-shell turtle. He dug out its gallbladder from a pile of sewer water, pinched it open and smeared it inside and out.
The bile of soft-shell turtles is not bitter, so don't worry about it making the meat taste bad. Just wait for a while and then rub it with a little salt and wash it off.
But what most people don’t know is that the most fishy part of a turtle is actually the very beautiful, crystal clear orange-yellow oil attached to its inner limbs.
They are the real culprits and must be picked clean before being put into the pot.
Otherwise, this pot of soup looks great, but the taste is unimaginable.
Everyone admired Boss Lin's method of slaughtering several giant turtles, but they didn't believe in the taste of the turtles.
One man swore emphatically,
"I've eaten this stuff before. The soup made from the turtle stew I bought for seven to eight hundred circulation points was fishy, fishy, and turbid. It tasted like the mud in the pond."
Another person retorted,
"Did you throw away the turtle and stew the urine in it? I don't think I know anything about it. Even in the best restaurant in Base City, you have to make a reservation a month in advance if you want to drink bastard soup. It's old and delicious, you know No?"
Ma Chaoqun seemed to remember some painful experience and swallowed his saliva.
"I'll just eat some boiled potatoes. I'm not picky about food."
Master Shan believed in Lin Chou very much and asked,
"Brother Lin, that thing you just crushed was gall, right?"
Lin Chou nodded,
“Not only does the bile of soft-shell turtles not make its meat bitter, but it has a miraculous effect on removing the fishy smell.”
Mr. Shan said oh and nodded in understanding.
bile? Is that thing really reliable?
Cut off the tips of the toes, remove the tail sheath, tear off the black skin on and around the shell, and finally wash it with water and dry it. The turtle is considered complete.
He brought back a total of six soft-shelled turtles and slaughtered two. The remaining four were thrown directly into the fence on the back mountain to keep company with a group of guinea fowl.
Take out a huge casserole from the cabinet, bring a pot of boiling water to a boil, scald the two soft-shell turtles for three minutes, further remove the blood foam, then take them out, carefully tear off the missing dirty clothes fascia, and blanch each turtle one by one. Fill the pot with water and bring to a simmer.
He took out two old hens from the thermostatic cabinet, threw one into a casserole and added enough water to stew the soup.
The other one requires a more complicated processing method, deboning the whole chicken.
When it comes to knife skills, perhaps no food culture can compare with our simple large kitchen knife. There are so many exquisite knife skills such as deboning a whole chicken, deboning a whole duck, deboning a whole fish, or all kinds of carvings. .
Lin Chou used the traditional method of cutting the chicken's neck, cutting the two tendons at the base of the chicken's wings, bending, folding, and pulling, and already had two sections of wing bones in hand.
Then the knife was cut through the skin from the back to the chicken breast, and the hamstrings were cut off at the joint between the leg bone and hip bone. The back and sternum were taken out, and finally the leg bones were twisted out and thrown aside.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
Rao was a group of hunters who wielded swords and guns all year round, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.
Lin Chou's technique was so simple and neat. Before anyone could understand it, six complete bones appeared on the chopping board and lined up in a row.
Lin Chou washed and deboned the whole chicken, stuffed the chicken belly with green onion knots, ginger slices, cinnamon bark, bay leaves, and some pepper, then tied the neck tightly and put it in a casserole.
After the other chicken is cooked, discard it and transfer the soup to the casserole of the whole boneless chicken, turn up the heat and stew again.
Uncle Huang blinked, "Brother Lin, don't you want that chicken?"
"kindness."
Uncle Huang spoke righteously,
"Waste, you are committing a crime, do you know? Take it, give it to me, give it to me, I will be a good person for once!"
Everyone despises it, the chicken has been stewed for less than two hours, but the taste of the meat is still there, just because of your sharp eyes.
