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Pheasant is an ingredient that is particularly worth looking forward to and taken seriously. Since ancient times, there have been many famous chefs and diners... Oh... Or we can be very hypocritical and call "diners" "literati and poets". Wouldn't this seem More stylish?
All in all, it can be said to be highly sought after.
From pheasants to flying dragons, time and space cannot stop the fussy tongues of these great foodie empires whose inheritance has never been broken.
Throughout the ages, people have been diligently pursuing the flavors from the sea, land and sky. Things like ability have never been an excuse to offend their tongues and stomachs. "Their" "yield" is.
Even if he eats you to the point of being endangered every minute, it can’t be considered a threat, right? There are examples of being eaten into textbooks!
Well, for example, our Lord Wei has implemented this spirit very thoroughly, even going so far as to pursue a handsome young man weighing 180 kilograms at the first level to nearly half a ton at the sixth level. This persistence is as much as his weight. It's so heavy and awe-inspiring that it's impossible to refute.
This is a pure heir to the empire!
Let’s talk about the Prince Huang Dashan in front of us.
Huang Dashan's breed... uh... bloodline... uh... in short, it's obviously not very pure, and he seems to be very prejudiced against this dark soy sauce.
This guy crooked his mouth and shook a piece of chicken on his chopsticks until it almost reached the sky. However, the soy sauce on it was obviously unwilling to leave the embrace of the tissue. It was obviously very thin but very persistent, soaking the chicken and chicken skin out. Two completely different levels of smoky or honey-roasted bronze.
The orange-yellow chicken skin has translucent oil, and the steaming heat creates an addictive aroma from the inside out. When mixed with soy sauce and scallion oil, the aroma is instantly raised to a higher level.
The texture of young pheasant meat is single and pure. They have not left their mother's arms for a long time, and their feeding ability and range are very limited.
The food source is single, mostly feeding on various insects found in the forest. Under this living condition, the aroma of the pheasant meat is naturally not too complex, and it has an incredibly fresh and tender texture.
The skin moved with the meat, and the pheasant meat was really almost falling into pieces under Huang Dashan's rough shaking.
Huang Dashan finally shook enough and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Eh??"
His expression was surprised, his eyebrows were dancing.
Just when everyone thought this guy was going to give an impassioned speech, there was no movement. From everyone's perspective, they could only see the smooth back of his head twitching rhythmically. You didn't need to look at the front to know that he was chewing. Have to work very hard.
Several people couldn't help but cursed in their hearts.
Even if you beep "It smells so good", it won't make you really panic.
Fatty Yuan is the second one.
"The chicken... looks... undercooked..."
Fatty Yuan said this, but he secretly swallowed his saliva more than once or twice.
The skin color of the little pheasant is absolutely beautiful. Fatty Yuan can swear that this translucent golden color is almost the most natural and appetizing color he has ever seen in his life.
The muscles below are as white as paper, with no formed fat at all. At most, it is just a thin film of fat veins. It has a clear structure like geological layers, and the meat fibers are filled with warm gravy.
The lower layer of chicken seems a bit "shocking".
The meat attached to the bones and the cross-sections of the severed bones were filled with bright red color.
Well, let’s not talk about myoglobin at this time.
This is a chicken and a pheasant.
The blind old man suddenly said,
"The meat is cooked and the bones are not. This is the real essence."
“The meat at the edge of the bone is the most delicious, juicy, and tender part. The inside and outside are cooked just right to reach the bone layer. The bone is still red but the meat is already cooked. This requires very precise control and time. Once you take control, Boy Lin is very powerful.”
The old man stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth and looked at Lin Chou with his empty eye sockets.
For some reason, Lin Chou felt a little cold all over.
This person who has no eyes and can see the whole world clearly is a bit supernatural and seriously inconsistent with our classification...
Lin Chou also tasted it himself.
Fresh and tender, the chicken skin is crispy and the meat is elastic.
"Well, we haven't compromised our craftsmanship~"
In fact, for the vast majority of people present, this seemingly raw maturity is completely acceptable.
As long as the meat is just right, not too much and not left raw, no one will care about the bones. What you eat is meat but not bones.
The bones are so hot that they are about to break, which preserves the delicious taste of the chicken to the maximum extent. Pheasant is much more expensive than domestic chicken. If it is a little overcooked, the meat of the pheasant will still be burnt.
Lin Chou had heard of some bastard who fed him poisonous chicken soup:
People, you can't go too far, otherwise even the most familiar relationships will become stiff in the end.
Come on, come on, Lin will do it first as a courtesy.
"Eating vegetables, what are you doing in a daze?"
"Eat eat eat..."
"Hey Master Shan, don't just eat it for yourself. Where did you throw that little braid of yours? It was still there just now."
"I don't know where I'm going crazy...wait! Leave one wing for me!"
"I'll save a piece of shit for you~" The blind old man happily chewed half of a wing and said, "Boy Lin, if I can put my dragon-tiger fight on the agenda tomorrow, I'm going back now. "
Lin Chou scratched his head,
"Well, no problem. Isn't there something that has delayed me? If you don't make money, you are not a fool."
The blind old man was cheerful,
"If you really like money, our coastal defense line can pay with standard source crystals. Are you interested? Do you want to go?"
Lin Chou: "..."
Well, actually we prefer the circulation point, but this thing is more practical.
Huang Dashan said,
"Hey, Lin Zi, I said you got such a big half-crocodile dragon back, when are you going to stew it?"
A group of people's eyes were very bright. They were eating the food in the bowl and not forgetting about the food in the pot.
"Yes, yes, when will it be stewed?"
"You don't want to raise fat people to sell more meat. Boss Lin, let me tell you this is unrealistic. You can always create a strange beast like a half-crocodile dragon, but you can eat a lot and still not gain any meat!"
"Yeah, I won't lie to you!"
Lin Chou thought for a while,
"It's not impossible..."
The little comrade in the animal pen has a good bloodline, and if the feed grade is higher, he can mass-produce rare ingredients such as half-crocodile dragon meat.
Make money, make money, make a lot of money.
Lin Chou suddenly felt a little better.
"Well, while everyone is eating, I have to see how the smoked pig is doing. It's time to turn it over."
