After the warlock uncle finished speaking leisurely, his whole body fell apart with a "pop". His limbs, torso, and head were floating in the air at will. Gray smoke spewed out of the "wound", and countless weird tentacles protruded. Come out, the whole person is completely subdued——
And the old warlock didn't realize how scary he looked now, so he threw himself into the sea and went to catch fish.
Sikong: .....
Suddenly I don't know whether to envy these two guys or feel sad for them.
but....
It’s nice not having to work after all.
After about ten minutes, Lin Chou got on the boat first.
"Where's the warlock?"
Sikong pointed downwards,
“Playing in the water down there—where the hell did this bird come from?”
Lin Chou was holding a bonito that was more than one meter long. There was nothing unusual about this thing. During the Great Cataclysm, bonitos were found wherever there was sea. According to the scientific research institute’s long-term observations, it was concluded that bonitos are very important to the origin. It has incredible adaptability, and even bonito without any level can even eat up to level 3 ocean beasts without self-destructing on the spot.
As we all know, the colder and deeper the water, the better the meat quality of bonito. People in Mingguang insist that the bonito in the atoll area 1,300 nautical miles northeast from Mingguang Port is the most delicious. A second-class bonito produced there. The price of bonito can even exceed that of some third-level land beasts.
As for the bird Sikong mentioned...
"Oh, this thing seems to be called a big frigate bird. Just now another group of them followed me to catch fish."
The poor seabird's neck had been broken long ago. It had a wingspan of about two meters. It had pure white feathers, red eye sockets, and a huge hook-shaped beak. It looked quite majestic.
"This, this, this, can this be eaten?"
After waiting for a while, the warlock master also came back with trophies that fit his style.
A huge octopus that keeps changing colors like a revolving lantern - eight standard tentacles, each one more than one meter long.
In addition, there are several palm-sized black gold abalone.
"The black gold abalone here is so small," the warlock uncle complained. "Speaking of which, do abalones eat sea urchins? How come you can't even see a single sea urchin on the seabed near here? There are all small abalones underneath... It’s almost overwhelming…”
Lin Chou cut the bonito into three pieces with a few strokes of his knife. He threw the slightly green fish bones into the pot and stewed them with abalone and kelp.
Bonito meat has a large belly and a small belly, and the beautiful red meat is very rich in oil. Every time you cut it, your knife will be smeared with shiny oil.
Sashimi, fish shabu-shabu, octopus and abalone sashimi, eating fresh shabu-shabu and sashimi in front of the vast ocean, Lin Chou had two words written all over his head and face-self! Depend on!
Ah, this is the taste of happiness~
"Hey, hey, can you please stop looking so happy? It's too scary." Sikong glared at Lin Chou with disgust, "There are only three of us on this boat. Although we are gay friends, please don't act like 'everyone around us' It's a beautiful girl who comes with my swaying expression!"
Lin Chou: "So it's true that some spirited guys who treat their gay friends as their girlfriends can always open their minds to places that serious people like us can't expect."
Warlock: "I always feel like I'm incompatible with you two. Is it because I'm not perverted enough?"
Sikong: .....
WDNMD, why do you always talk about this matter? Hey, don't you, Lin, have no responsibility for this kind of thing? After all, you are still half of Bai Suren's father!
Of course, it was impossible for Sikong to say such words - wouldn't saying it be equivalent to admitting his improper relationship with the Bai family?
Sikong pretended not to hear and concentrated on enjoying the food.
Due to his physical condition, Sikong rarely eats this kind of raw food.
But I have to say that the slightly trembling flesh of the bonito is really, really, really delicious. Once dipped in the seasoned sauce, the fish is as delicious and moist as ice cream. It dissolves in the mouth...
And Sikong is very good at changing the subject - especially when it comes to fools like Lin Chou.
"Holy crap, why does this bonito taste completely different from what I usually eat?"
"Oh, of course it's different. The sashimi you eat is not the freshest. The fish is bled immediately after being caught on the ship and put into the freezing chamber. By the time it returns to the ship, the fish may have been frozen for ten days and a half. Then It also needs to go through several processing steps. The most important one is to store it in a chilled warehouse at -3°C for several days, which is equivalent to an alternative 'maturation' method to prepare for sashimi, remove acid and give the fish a certain flavor. Fermented flavor.”
Lin Chou said:
"Many people like sashimi fish processed in this way because the fishy smell is not that strong, but in contrast, the freshness of the fish itself is also greatly reduced."
Lin Chou didn't realize at all that he had been fooled by Sikong from the first word. If Huang Dashan were here, he could use this topic to tear off Sikong's face and use it as a shoe mat.
Sikong's response to a bunch of professional explanations was just one word:
"oh..."
Lin Chou:? ? ?
The topic has been changed. If I hear a single word of your nonsense, I will lose.
Among these foods, Sikong's favorite is octopus.
Lin Chou cut the octopus into thin slices with a diagonal blade and simply mixed it with fresh wasabi sauce, soy sauce, orange vinegar, sesame oil, chopped green onion, minced garlic, and chili pepper. It wanted the flavor to be flavorful and the aftertaste to be crispy and chewy. And the octopus slices are actually still squirming, and the taste...
Stimulate! Cowhide! Goosebumps all over my body!
Ha, I guess who dares to say this thing is not new now?
"Creak, creak, creak..."
It was a little scary and a little bit addictive. Sikong's eyes widened when he chewed this thing.
"By the way, is the octopus really native to our earth? Isn't it an alien creature?"
The warlock uncle suddenly became energetic,
"Since before the Cataclysm, the scientific and metaphysical circles have been arguing endlessly about whether we humans created the Cthulhu system based on this thing or the other way around. Think about it. Taste."
Sikong replied disdainfully,
"Do you think it's appropriate for you to ask me to think about this kind of problem while you are sitting next to me?"
The Warlock Master slowly made an exclamation mark.
"Speaking of which, your perspective on thinking about problems is very tricky~"
"The wind has picked up, it feels like a storm," Lin Chou suddenly said, "Warlock, is your Crayfish number reliable?"
The old warlock’s chest thumped loudly.
"Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable. Thunder and rain will not affect the speed of the Crayfish at all..."
The storm on the dark sea is definitely a nightmare for all sea hunting ships. As long as the source crystal rain falls, the vast majority of evolvers will not even dare to show their faces. If something goes wrong, the sea hunting ships' defense capabilities will definitely drop by more than one or two levels. ——And there are too many strange creatures in the sea to count, and they are happy to come out and make trouble when the source crystal rains.
