Master Qingyu's expression was quite solemn. In fact, this sister felt a little regretful now.
"Well..."
"Selling this miniature version of a pig's snout is a bit too cruel for this beautiful girl...it's sticky and feels like your nose is still running...it's simply too horrible to look at..."
She kept mumbling,
"Sure enough, the devil's stepmother is not that easy to feed..."
The food has been ordered, but if he doesn't eat it, will the boy get up and die with his wife on the spot? ?
Comrade Leng Han had absolute trust in Lin Chou, as firm as revolutionary friendship - especially when it came to food.
By the way, when did this feeling begin? Well, this is probably the result of a certain ham!
"Creak..."
The teeth are chewing gently, and the rhythm of the razor clam's nose breaking is clear.
It looks very soft and waxy, but it is actually crispy, tough and elastic. It feels like you thought you were eating a spoonful of jelly, only to realize what kind of jelly it is after you take it into your mouth. It's clearly water-haired jellyfish skin.
A touch of wine, numbing aroma of pepper buds, shredded radish and chili peppers together provide a hint of spiciness that is not obvious but cannot be ignored, and then the unique ocean-like and charming fragrance of razor clams comes from this one, which is less than the size of a peanut. The razor clam is completely released in the nose and has an amazing taste.
Leng Han has eaten razor clams in various ways, such as grilled with charcoal, baked with salt, cooked in soup, simmered, steamed, stir-fried, stewed, etc. The taste of razor clams is very unique and fresh, just like some dirty food. The words came out the same - "Children should eat more clams and razor clams while they are young to hone their kissing skills."
Although the Cold Tyrannosaurus wanted to destroy him on the spot when he heard this, he had to admit that the smooth and creamy flesh of the razor clam did look like a dreamy wet kiss - well, it should be so.
Leng Han suddenly glanced at Lin Chou and frowned.
But today's plate of razor clams is completely different. Can razor clams be eaten like this?
Lin Chou is a bit clever.
"Uh... doesn't it taste good... I'll try it... squeak..."
Lin Chou has now begun to doubt his cooking skills.
Leng Han's cheeks warmed slightly,
"It's delicious...just...it's weird, so crispy."
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief.
"I thought there was something wrong with my sense of taste. God knows where Sister Qingyu found this cheating stepmother's ingredients... Very few people know about these things, let alone specially put together a dish... What she eats is just a Kit Kat It’s fresh, but actually it’s not very different from the razor clam itself.”
Leng Han’s eyebrows are curved,
"I like the smell of alcohol in it. It smells like drunk seafood. Hmm... it should taste better with some drunk red paste."
Lin Chou raised his thumb,
"It makes sense - try to get some full-shell green crickets another day."
As a seaside person, my way of eating various seafood is never limited to just treating it as food ingredients.
Especially for things like green crab, its bright red crab paste is also a perfect seasoning. The crab roe that is drunk just right will show a texture like quicksand like salted duck eggs, and there is a touch of mellowness in the saltiness. Since more than a hundred years ago, people in Mingguang have been fond of eating soft tofu that has been blanched in water and dipped in the crab roe of drunken crabs, and it is known as "gold wrapped with jade" - of course, tofu was still very expensive at that time, and Blue crabs, which can make you hungry quickly after eating as much as you like, are average compared to tofu.
Leng Han's clear and happy voice said, "Yeah!"
Wei Qingyu sighed deeply, found Leng Han's thigh under the table, pinched it fiercely, and squeezed out a few words,
"Hold it, hold it!"
How could a beautiful girl like you, Leng Han, who has been working smoothly for twenty-eight years with a cold and indifferent style be dismissed so easily - eh? This razor clam nose is so fragrant! !
Wei Qingyu just had the word "beautiful" written on his face.
"Well...give me some more wine for my sister!"
Leng Han,
"..."
In any case, the task prompt finally came out with difficulty, and Lin Chou let out a breath.
It's amazing. Ever since he opened the cabbage, this monthly task has never given him any trouble.
Lin looked at Wei Qingyu's combination of physical and mental emojis and whispered in his heart,
"Sister Qingyu, a guy with a dark heart like you will sooner or later evaporate like fertilizer. Let me tell you..."
"Brother Chou~"
"Brother Chou, Brother Chou!"
"Brother Lin!"
Eh? Why are these little guys here!
Lin Chou looked outside the door and saw that no one was there, only a base-city general-purpose off-road vehicle without any armor protection. He couldn't help but frown.
——These children are too courageous to venture into the wilderness?
Qin Sheng's two tigers, Gourd Baby Xia Yu, plus Wang Mian and three guys who are obviously over the age limit.
Qin Sheng introduced,
"Brother Chou, this is Mou Ting, this is Yang Lao'er, and this is Kong Lao, from our school."
Lin Chou twisted the hair of Erhu and Calabash into chicken nests and said casually,
"Huh? Classmate..."
This must be how many years you have spent at Qinshan Martial Arts School. You must be over 20 years old, right?
Mou Ting, whose figure was almost perfect and whose abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen through her thin clothes, gave Lin Chou an awkward yet polite smile.
"Hello, Brother Chou, my father often mentions you - and your food."
Yang Laoer took Lin Chou's hand and shook it hard.
"Brother Lin, you are my idol, really."
As for the youngest Kong in Qin Sheng's mouth, he is a thin young man with an unusually pale complexion. From time to time he covers his mouth with a handkerchief and coughs a few times. He is dotted with red plums - he and Sikong belong to the same style of painting, they are both sick.
"This is..."
The youngest Kong's face turned bitter.
"Father Kong Yi, um, hello, uncle. A few days ago, my father used it to practice a daily combination of boxing. In fact, I was in good health when I wasn't injured. It's true."
After saying that, he coughed violently again.
"..."
Lin Chou smacked his lips,
"Kong Yi...that big shot who knows how to hunt cattle across mountains?"
The youngest Kong waved his hands in grief,
"As my father's comrade-in-arms, brother-in-law, can you not mention this kind of thing? In fact, the secrets of our Kong family, the ancestral boxing skills of fighting cows in the mountains, were all trained by our own sons... When I get up, I can’t stop crying from sadness..."
"Wait a minute, wait a moment, uncle, where did you get this argument from?"
The youngest Kong looked at Qin Sheng in confusion, then turned back and smiled sadly at Lin.
"Brother Chou, aren't you sister Xiaoyu's brother?"
"Bang bang!"
Two gunshots were fired.
The youngest Kong was holding his bleeding buttocks, his smile unchanged at all, just like a textbook.
Xia Yu blows on the hot muzzle of the M500,
"Next time I'll target the kidneys."
Qin Sheng glared at Kong Lao Yao,
"Okay Sister Yu, tomorrow I will find a few younger brothers to spread the news in the school. The youngest Kong was shot in the waist by Sister Yu - Sister Yu is mighty, Sister Yu will never grow old and be blessed!"
The youngest Kong’s face turned green.
"Hey, Gou Sheng, do you want to be so damaging?"
Yang Laoer approached Lin Chou mysteriously,
"Idol brother, idol brother, tsk tsk...You...with such a small body...you really dare to be with a broken egg maniac? You are so powerful...Really, from the day I heard the news, I I will regard you as my idol for life, and I will never change you... I'm so awesome!"
Lin Chou: "???"
Leng Han, who was eating with his back turned to a few little guys, suddenly froze.
The tavern suddenly became quiet. No, no, no, this was not simple silence - it was dead silence, deathly silence.
