As noon approached, the heavy roar of the truck drew everyone's attention down the mountain.
A dozen huge trucks lined up along the pitcher plant fence to the back hill, and then a group of people got out and unloaded the goods.
"Let me go, how many things did Boss Lin buy?"
"It must be several hundred tons at least..."
Lin Chou was a little confused about the situation when he saw Xue Zhen walking over from the motorcade with an awkward yet polite smile on his face.
"Ahem, Xiaoyou Lin, I'm here again."
Lin Chou blinked and said, "Come here. What gifts are you bringing? If you have a gift, just ask Niu Lanshan and Niu Lanqi to deliver it in person next time. You are so polite."
The smile on Xue Zhen's face completely turned into a bitter smile.
"Lan Qi's injuries are unclear. I'm afraid she won't be able to return to Mingguang in the near future. Don't worry, little friend Lin. One day I will bring Lan Qi to Lanshan to apologize. Also...I thank you again for not killing me and for saving your arm." Feelings."
"If I hadn't used a cold iron knife to stabilize the broken arm and hand so that they wouldn't rot, I might not have been able to put my hand back so easily."
Lin Chou was speechless for a long time. This old guy was trying to stop me with words. He had said all the good and bad, and admitted it all. If he still held on to it, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage and appear to be weak-minded?
Xue Zhen said,
"This is what Mr. Gungun wants in exchange for the seeds of the sunken wood. The active crystals include soft crystals, Qingquan mountain wine and my home-brewed spirits. Oh, and there is beer. Well, there are also a few cars of air-dried beef. .”
"..."
Emotions are...things are more handsome than me and know how to do business.
Lin Chou said,
"Well, these are all private assets that have nothing to do with me. I can't sign for you to receive a five-star review."
"Gungun is in the mountain stream behind the mountain. You can let him find it by himself. I have something else to do and I'm busy."
"...Hey, wait a minute, little friend Lin."
"What else do you want?"
Xue Zhen's face turned red and he seemed helpless and confused.
He coughed and said,
"'Oiled chicken should be made with oiled chicken, brown chicken does not lose the taste of chicken fir.' The oiled chicken mentioned by Lin Xiaoyou in the competition, I can't forget it after thinking about it over and over again. I came here today because I want to be a customer. I don't know. Can you be lucky enough to try Lin Xiaoyou's fried chicken?"
"ah."
Lin Chou said,
"So that's what happened. You told me earlier. Forget it, let's go in first and talk about it later."
When Xue Zhen saw that there was a door, with a slight smile on his face, he followed Lin Chou and walked in.
Most of the people in the restaurant's dining room were regular customers, who didn't know about the Xue family and Lin Chou's affairs, and were stunned when old Xue came in.
Xue Zhen was also stunned.
Needless to say, Wei Tianxing, Wen Chongjiu, Xingxingjie, Alie and others were gathering at the same table to chat. These are all the top strongmen in the base city, and their lineup can be described as luxurious.
I felt inexplicably disappointed for a while. In the past, only Jiushan Palace in the entire base city had the capital to receive them.
"Alas, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
Over there, Lin Chou borrowed someone else's car radio to send a few messages over there.
"Okay, just wait."
Xue Zhen asked,
"What materials are you lacking, little friend Lin? I'll have them delivered right now."
Lin Chou shook his head slightly,
"Youji refers to both the name of the dish and the ingredients themselves. Old Xue, do you know that there is an old man in the wilderness who specializes in raising all kinds of strange ingredients?"
Xue Zhen's lips twitched. How could he not know that Bafanglou was often tricked by that old guy?
Lin Chou was surprisingly polite and even served Xue Zhen herbal tea.
"Here, Lao Xue, have a sip of tea - of course, it's chargeable."
"..."
Xue Zhen could only smile, smiling like an old chrysanthemum, and his tone was extremely sincere.
"Little friend Lin is really good-natured. If those two little bastards in my family had one-tenth of my ability, I would laugh my head off in my dreams."
Lin Chou didn't accept the words at all. An hour later, Bao Er came to the door.
"Boss Lin, I brought you what you want...I don't dare to take it out. You should go and ask that man to come out yourself."
Bao Er had three bloody gashes on his face, and one arm was crooked to one side. It was obviously dislocated. His clothes were all reduced to rags, and he was in a very miserable state.
A hunter stepped forward and straightened Bao Er's arm back with a click.
"Oh...thank you sir."
Everyone laughed together, "Say, Bao Er, which widow's door are you trying to block? How did you get scratched like this?"
Bao Er shook his head repeatedly.
"There's no such thing as a widow, just a chicken."
The man frowned and said,
"I said Bao Er, what you said is wrong. What's wrong with the girl in Hualiu Alley? You can't call her a chicken even if she is in this business. It's so disrespectful. If you say this to the people in the alley If people hear this, they will have to close the alley to you. Who will entertain you in the future if you look at it?"
Bao Er was anxious.
"It's not that chicken...it's a real chicken...the chicken Boss Lin asked me to find..."
"..."
"puff."
"Hahaha~!"
I don’t know who started it first, the laughter got louder and louder, and everyone fell on their backs.
Lin Chou had just entered the door carrying a big black cock, and looked at the scene with a confused look on his face.
"What's going on?"
One person asked,
"Boss Lin, is this the chicken you asked Bao Er to bring you? Tsk, it's black and shiny, what a chicken, what a chicken!"
"Hahaha."
Lin Chou scratched his head,
"Everyone, you are in for a treat today. This chicken is indeed a good chicken, a good chicken that is hard to find."
Everyone suppressed their laughter, "Oh? What should I say?"
Lin Chou held the big rooster in his hand for everyone to observe. They saw that the big rooster, which was half a man tall, was like black gold. The coat was extremely dark and without any variegation, from the comb, beak, eyes to The tip of the tail and the tips of the claws and toenails are all black.
Even when Lin Chou held both wings in his hands, he still had the aura of an emperor.
Lin Chou said,
"This kind of chicken was quite famous and rare before the disaster. Many people called it 'Lamborghini', which means the Lamborghini sports car among chickens. The price of just one chick is more than 200 dollars. , the value of adult chickens will increase ten times or even dozens of times, and they are also called 'super black-bone chicken', 'full black chicken', 'black-oil chicken', 'oil-black chicken' and so on."
"Not only is its appearance black, but its skin, meat, bones, and internal organs are all black. Even its blood is red and black. The locals believe that pure black meat has mysterious power, and it is also a link between humans and animals. A bridge of communication between nature and the gods... it was even once used only for worshiping the gods."
"Of course, now, the strength of this chicken is as cool as its appearance. It is already a third-level master, especially its beak, which is like an eagle. It is said that it can easily break through fourth-level alien beasts. The source of protection... Bao Er was lucky to have only been scratched a few times... The old man must have done something to this chicken."
Bao Er quickly picked up.
"Yes, yes, the old man put an origin shackle on it, so that the power it can exert is limited. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to ride a bike and take it to the wilderness. It would be no different from carrying a big bomb."
Xue Zhen fluttered his black and gold feathers back and forth, his eyes widened.
"Hiss... I've never heard of it, I've never seen it... I only know the name of fried chicken, but I didn't know that such a strange ingredient was used to make this dish."
Lin Chou smiled and said,
"The cooking method of the fried chicken dish is very simple, and the ingredients are the key. Of course, not everyone can eat Lamborghini. The fried chicken that can be seen everywhere in China is the common way of making this dish. However, since it is an old-fashioned recipe, Xue, I naturally want to use the best ingredients to make it."
Everyone present showed such knowing smiles.
Needless to say, Lin Chou's subtext that everyone can guess is - of course, he must use the most sinister means.
"Ahem."
Xue Zhen coughed twice.
"Can I watch from the sidelines?"
Lin Chou said indifferently, "It's not a secret anyway, just watch."
Xue Zhen was in awe, not to mention himself, he just picked out a chef or a cook in the base city, and he cherished his skills so much that he would even buy ingredients and seasonings in separate stores. If you buy from more than a dozen stores, you have to buy a lot of unused things to mix them in. The fear is that someone will steal the craft.
Lin Chou was a little surprised.
He said to the big cock in a very apologetic tone,
"I have never made this fried chicken dish. Please forgive me if it is not done well. Please don't feel wronged."
Then when the chicken was not paying attention, he chopped off the head of the chicken with a knife to kill it, and collected the blood in a big bowl.
Several heads who poked their heads in from outside the kitchen exchanged words,
"Did you notice that Boss Lin looked at the bowl of blood with extremely gentle eyes, as if he was looking at a lover..."
"Do you have any weird hobbies? Quirks?"
"Don't be ridiculous, the meat of this chicken is really dark. Look, the blood is dark blue."
Lin Chou said to Xue Zhen, "It's a pity that we don't have pickled sour clams. Otherwise, if we fry the chicken blood and chicken offal, there won't be enough rice to eat."
Xue Zhen thought so.
"Stir-fried chicken offal with sour scallops not only costs rice, but also wine - but I insist on eating two rice with fried chicken offal with sour scallops. That's a delicious dish."
Lin Chou took the time to give Xue Zhen a thumbs-up gesture, "Good advice."
The next step is to pluck the feathers with hot water. The weather in Mingguang is extremely hot. In addition, this big black chicken is a special type. Except for the longer feathers, there is almost no down. You can just pluck it slightly with your hands, and you don't even need to overheat the feathers.
Cut open the intestines, remove the chicken intestines, heart, liver, lungs, and crop and set them aside.
Then put the star anise, cinnamon, licorice, grass fruit, cloves, ginger, pepper, lemongrass, tangerine peel, green onion, ginger and garlic into a gauze bag, wrap a bag the size of a school bag and throw it into a large deep pot. Added a large bottle of rice wine and stock.
The corner of Xue Zhen's mouth twitched.
"Little friend Lin, is this material...a bit too much?"
"not much,"
Lin Chou responded,
"The fried chicken is not boiled, but steamed with salt. The flavor in the soup is steamed into the chicken with salt."
Lin Chou took out an iron steamer, covered it with large grains of green salt the size of a little finger, and placed it on the brine pot.
This steamer is different from the usual ones. It has vertical horizontal stripes, and the middle part is sunken downward to form a funnel shape.
Then spread a layer of heat-insulating paper on the salt, and then put the chicken on it.
Xue Zhen suddenly realized,
"Of course it is. The color of this chicken is already so strong. If it is marinated again, the color will definitely affect the appearance. The salt steaming method can avoid this problem. The steam full of seasoning is filtered by salt. It's wonderful."
Lin Chou smiled and said,
“I’ve been fond of salt-baked, salt-steamed, salt-roasted and other methods since I was a child, especially the roasted meat, which is tender, fragrant and full of flavor.”
Xue Zhen nodded repeatedly.
"Little friend Lin is not only skilled in craftsmanship, but also has amazing ideas."
"No, I didn't come up with this dish. This cooking method of fried chicken was already popular before the catastrophe."
While keeping the fire going, cut the chicken giblets into thin slices with a razor blade.
Stir-fry the fish sauce sour in a hot pan over high heat, add the chicken giblets, add some fish sauce sour after the chicken giblets change color, and immediately sprinkle with minced green onions and serve.
The sour smell immediately enveloped the entire kitchen. The smell of fish and chicken blended together with the sour aroma, making people salivate.
Divide the stir-fried chicken with fish sauce into several portions, Lin Chou said,
"Lao Xue, I think you don't mind using these leftovers as a side dish for the guests of the restaurant, right?"
Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, Xue Zhen smiled bitterly,
"If I dare to say even half a word of "No" now, I'm afraid I will be killed immediately and buried in the mountains behind to grow mushrooms, right?"
Wei Tianxing snorted and shook the fat all over his body.
"You old guy is smart! A guy like you, Fatty, who weighs less than a centimeter and weighs less than 100 centimeters. I can kill three people on my butt. Believe it or not! Come on, come on, hurry up and bring the fried chicken with fish sauce and sour sauce to Fatty. Gee, this scent... is so fascinating..."
Someone with bad intentions said with a smile,
"Master Wei, how much do you weigh per centimeter?"
Wei Tianxing pretended to calculate,
"Well, Fatty, I'm 1.85 meters tall, and my weight is...ahem, just barely, 1 centimeter and 18 pounds."
Wen Chongjiu sarcastically said,
"Oh, Mr. Wei, do you know how to balance your feelings?"
"roll!!"
"What qualifications does a guy like you, who don't have even one centimeter and eighty ounces, have to talk to the fat man? Get away quickly!"
The weight of evolved people is definitely a mystery. Some mutants, such as Huang Dashan and Xia Zhonghui, have astonishing density of bones and muscles. Eighteen pounds per centimeter is really no joke.
Wei Tianxing ignored it and gave Wei Qingyu a piece of chicken offal. It looked like it should be very thinly sliced chicken gizzards.
"Baby girl, daddy has eaten good food all his life, and he has never eaten anything made from the scraps of other people's dishes. Come here, come here, let's have a taste."
Wei Qingyu smiled lightly and put the vegetables into his mouth.
The thick acidity immediately filled the mouth, and even the nose and eyes seemed to be able to feel the acidity. It was so sour that it made people "heartbroken" and wanted to cry.
The sourness has not subsided, and the lingering spiciness has begun to flourish after fermentation.
When chewing, the sourness and spiciness fully reveal the crisp and sweetness of the chicken gizzards. The taste is unparalleled and absolutely different, but it makes people feel that it is how it should be.
Wei Qingyu nodded, "It's delicious."
"..."
Wei Tianxing said dejectedly,
"This kind of evaluation... doesn't matter, dear daughter, I am the city's number one gourmet food critic, Fatty. If you express such an opinion, are you my biological child?"
Unexpectedly, Wei Qingyu nodded seriously,
"You are so ugly and I am so beautiful, how could we be biological children? They are completely different genetically!"
"Hahaha!"
Everyone was halfway laughing when they suddenly stopped.
Wei Tianxing scratched his head,
"They say that daughters are daddy's caring little cotton-padded jackets. Ah, daddy is very sad."
"It's hot summer all year round in Mingguang, so you can't wear cotton-padded jackets."
Wei Tianxing grimaced,
"Little ancestor, there are so many people here, can you save some face for your biological father? Just give it a little bit!"
"Didn't you still doubt whether I was your daughter just now?"
"..."
