Wu Ke:? ? ?
Our researcher Wu is so dumbfounded...
What is this called...
Cut off the roots!
Leave no chickens or dogs behind!
Catch them all!
Kill them all!
Lin Chou, Lin Moumou, you have gone too far!
Wu Ke felt indignant while touching his belly, which looked like it was five months pregnant.
Is it necessary? We are already so full that we can't eat much. Is it really necessary?
And Gungun is obviously very satisfied with the pot...well...the pot and the taste of the food in the pot.
Everyone heard the roar of the air above the eaves, and it was obvious that they had finished eating and started dancing - or maybe they had even finished digesting.
The happiness of Mr. Gungun is the purest and most authentic. Eat happily and dance to the disco and that's it.
Of course, if Mr. Huang were here now, he would definitely not be obsessed with the issue of one more spoonful and one less spoonful of soup - there is a high probability that Mr. Huang will once again feel extremely envious of Mr. Gungun's good teeth - after all, he himself No matter how awesome you are, you can only lick the plate.
It's nothing compared to Master Gungun's plate-eating skills, it's too low.
Wu Ke looked at the egg dumplings and clear soup in the bowl. The eight-sheng soup was white and the egg dumplings were golden. The bright colors and the warm heat gave people a warm feeling as if the soup was still boiling.
Of course, if Lin Chou was willing to put some effort into decorating it, such as using some jade-white cattails, orange-red carrots, green onions and coriander, it would be more beautiful...
Decoration and presentation have never been what Boss Lin likes to do, and it seems that this has become his characteristic.
Hmm, but this is quite popular with the evolvers. They all think that only people like the Xue family in Bafanglou are good at doing that. Good dishes must be prepared in such a way that you can't afford them. In their opinion, they are full of them. It smells of nonsense and pretentiousness, and it really doesn't fit with the style of our evolutionists who roam the wilds and are unruly and unruly.
Wu Ke twisted an "egg dumpling" tangledly and carefully.
Okay, this shape is actually a shaomai...
The egg dumpling skin at the seal is like a soft ribbon, beautiful and cute, and the full belly is full of flavor.
But Wu Ke struggled again and again, and finally sipped a mouthful of soup with a spoon...
Um!
It is said that soup helps digestion. Let’s take a sip first to digest the contents in our stomach~
"Suck."
Wu Ke's first impression was that it was fresh, undoubtedly delicious.
However, the taste in the mouth is completely different from the delicious meat. It is light, clear, and sweet, as if it feels like the cattail soup that Lin Chou made one time.
If he didn't use his eyes to see at all and just closed his eyes and imagined, what would come to Wu Ke's mind would definitely be a picture of a pot of milky white, thick, floating jade-white cattails and radish, as well as cloud-like fluffy egg yolks. , in short, it will not produce an old soup made from a pot of eight kinds of fresh meat.
"It's so refreshing... No wonder I feel so good when I eat fish..."
Now the only adjective Wu Ke can say is the word "qing".
It is light, clear, and refreshing. A mouthful of soup is still in your mouth, but you feel like you are on vacation above the clouds. When you eat it, you are filled with moist tenderness and warmth, just like a cup of soup. A bowl of ginger tea to quench thirst and cold.
"call..."
"If you had to choose, what would you eat with soup that tastes like this?"
Su Yourong glanced at Wu Ke strangely, why did he always have these strange questions...
"Aww!"
Su Yourong swallowed an egg dumpling, and the pupils of her big, moist and lively eyes expanded rapidly.
"Of course it's egg dumplings, why do you need to pair them with other things?"
Woo woo woo...
Wu Ke held his stomach and felt dry.
Why!
Why couldn't I help it before?
Okay, now it’s time to get to the real thing, but I can’t eat it at all!
All kinds of pain cannot be described in detail, it is unspeakable pain.
"Ah woo..."
Su Yourong ate another egg dumpling, and golden dots suddenly appeared in her deep pupils, which seemed to be developing into vertical pupils.
"Master, ah, my master is so powerful. I really want to pick him up and sprint 100 meters..."
Wu Ke looked at her,
"Sprint to the kitchen and lock up the chef and make him work overtime 24 hours a day to cook?"
"The mud is playing Kai!"
When Su Yourong lived in the Su family, she once tasted the rare pan-fried angler fish liver, noodles, fish, veal, and pine mushroom soup.
Well, a particularly complex Western-style color. The rarest raw material is a non-toxic matsutake mushroom - almost non-toxic.
That was the first and only time Su Yourong had eaten the combination of fish and mushrooms. Apart from that, he had almost only eaten chicken fir once or twice and agaric mushrooms a few times.
This three-mushroom fish cloud egg dumpling refreshed the little girl's understanding of fish and mushrooms - what kind of deliciousness should this be.
The combination of Trichosanthes sibiricum, Trichosanthes trichosanthes and Trichosanthes edulis takes the complex freshness of mushrooms to a new level. They are intertwined and intertwined like ignited wires, followed by a huge boom, that is, Daolin.
As the protagonist, the fish cut into pieces by Dao Ran naturally shows its due qualities, including infinite and almost impossible tolerance.
Generally speaking, there is always a drama between the ingredients. They are divided into protagonists and supporting roles, passers-by A, B, C and D, which complement each other, but they must not work independently. What is important is that the king, minister and assistant are all important. If the flavors of many ingredients cannot be integrated with each other, then one dish The dishes can probably only be regarded as a hodgepodge of ruins.
For example, these three kinds of mushrooms and the swordfish are all very, special, outstanding and completely different and delicious ingredients. Su Yourong feels that they get along too harmoniously with each other...
It was like an old couple who had been together for several lifetimes, turning the lukewarm and monotonous tea of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar into the color of romance and happiness.
The blending of flavors has never been as pitifully simple as what you put into something - according to Su Yourong's cognitive level as an apprentice, it was probably a level of complexity that she would never be able to understand in her entire life, and that was unreachable. This thing is seriously beyond the scope of her brain capacity, or does she feel that her brain is completely unsuitable for these things? ?
The poor little guy's hands and feet are so dexterous, but after spending more than half a year, he can still sort and cut the same plate of potato shreds into categories as thick as a finger and as thin as a needle tip. The same potato shreds placed horizontally and vertically Leng gives people the feeling that they are completely different ingredients and species. It's just that the word "terrible" is written all over each potato shred...
Su Yourong suddenly had a bold idea,
"So, Master, if I say I want to learn this dish..."
Lin Chou:? ? ?
Su Yourong found that in addition to seeing the words on the shredded potatoes, she could also see the words on the master's face.
Because it was clearly written on Lin Chou's face:
Go ahead and cut your potatoes into shreds!
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