The purple-red sea urchins have long and dense needle spines on their surface, and they are particularly huge and look particularly ferocious.
Lin Chou pried open the sea urchin, removed the inedible parts, and put the golden gonads back into the shell. It was like a different kind of basin, with a large diameter.
One sea urchin shell contains the gonads of three sea urchins, which are so full that they are about to overflow.
Sikong reluctantly took two bites and put it down with a frown.
"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good?"
Lin Chou scratched his head a little.
It shouldn't be. He has tasted it before and is still very confident in his taste.
Sikong sighed,
"It's not that it doesn't taste good. I really don't dare to eat too much of this. It will cause stomach upset and the spleen and stomach are too weak."
"oh..."
The old sorcerer held a sea urchin shell and picked out the golden paste inside like rice. He glanced at Sikong casually and disdainfully.
Hehe, weak chicken.
The first feeling is fishy.
It’s not just the fishy smell of seafood – it’s the reproductive glands after all.
This kind of fishy smell is not annoying. Normal people, especially men, can easily associate this smell with brain tonics such as tonifying kidneys and yang.
Although the smell is light, the effect is like the wasabi next to it, making the mouth, nose, and even the back of the head feel cold.
Afterwards, your mouth is filled with fresh, sweet, delicate and smooth taste.
The warlock uncle said with admiration,
"This is the first time I've seen this kind of sea urchin. It's the first time I've eaten it. It smells a little like wine. Well, it also has that kind of fermented taste. It's pretty good. But do you remember that there is a kind of tennis ball-sized fish near Mingguang? The black sea urchin? This big sea urchin is indeed delicious to eat, but the yellow color is a little worse than the small black sea urchin, and the texture is a bit rough."
Sikong laughed,
"Two hundred million at a time and twenty billion at a time, can the quality be the same? Three of these sea urchins are enough for you, but thirty sea urchins may not be enough for you."
Lin Chou nodded.
The warlock looked confused.
"What 200 million? What 20 billion?"
Sikong sincerely apologizes,
"Forget, you don't get a chance to experience this."
Haha, a hot chicken that doesn’t even have a physical body.
Lin Chou glanced at Sikong,
"You... okay?"
I'm afraid this guy is not talking nonsense.
With his body as weak as a chicken, how could he be so tired after a few strokes?
Sikong:...
I really want to stab this B to death.
Lin Chou was having fun,
"Come on, eat more and replenish yourself."
Warlock: "Yes, seahorse rolled pork kidney, great tonic, good stuff. If it doesn't work, I'll ask Lin Zi to stew a pot of chives and lamb kidneys for you~"
Where is my knife? ?
Sikong is a typical example of a person who is upright in speech and body, not to mention the things he bakes by fanning the flames with his own hands. He has never cooked a few times in his entire life.
Click~
The texture is a bit like a chocolate cake cone, but it's not as hard as it looks. It's actually very crispy.
It's like chewing a bite of fried fish scales, and then there is a gelatinous texture in your mouth. When the sea breeze blows, your lips feel like they are being stuck together.
"Hmm, hmm? It's a bit fishy and fragrant, like fish..."
Then, the smell of pork kidneys burst out, killing everyone.
The pork loin slices are sandwiched between two pieces of seahorse. Even though they are cooked, they still retain a fresh and tender texture and are even a little juicy.
Its taste is so unique that it is invincible when opened or closed.
Sikong was overwhelmed by the fishy smell of blood.
"Ah this..."
Anyway, it is fishy. The fishy smell of the sea is mixed with the fishy smell of the pork kidney. I can’t say it is delicious, but I can’t say it is particularly unpleasant. In short, it is a very special kind...
In the past, Sikong could throw the thing in his hand directly into the cook's face - what the hell are you doing?
But not today. For some reason, Sikong took another bite.
Spicy and crispy, with a strong flavor of wine and red yeast rice.
Then take another bite...
One more bite...
Yeah, I'm addicted.
Sikong's eyes were blank, and his mind was full of questions:
Am I sick?
Why can't you stop?
Damn it!
It's poisonous!
He was about to cry.
Lin Chou and Warlock were also eating.
The sorcerer opens his mouth and a whole string comes out;
"It's so fishy. The more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes. Last time I came across a stall at the entrance of the alley that made stinky tofu stewed with wild vegetables and wild boar. The more you ate, the more you tasted it. This is how it feels..."
The same goes for Lin Chou.
At first, his brows were still furrowed.
Slowly it relaxed.
Then I started to sweat.
He also had an expression of resistance and inability to stop.
Sikong: OK! Sure enough, I am still the most normal one!
He drank half a bowl of fresh fish bone soup, and then had a thick slice of swordfish sashimi, letting the just-right spiciness of the wasabi puree and green stems and leaves permeate his mouth and nose, and then he felt that the feeling on top was gradually being expelled from his mind.
The cold sea breeze was really no match for the boiling fish soup in a big pot. A few wisps of sweat appeared on Sikong's forehead, holding the bowl in his arms,
"comfortable..."
The chili and cumin on the meat skewers are roasted over the charcoal fire until they make a beeping sound, and the strong aroma can float for miles along the sea breeze.
Sikong stared at the king crab on the shelf intently.
"Is this thing ready? Is it ready?"
Lin Chou was very thoughtful. After cutting off the legs of the king crab, one-third of the shell was sliced off and made into three flavors: butter, garlic, and salt and pepper.
Grilled over charcoal fire, the crab leg meat, which is pink on the outside and white on the inside, is coated with a just right layer of burnt color.
"Eat it!" Lin Chou said, "It's almost done. It's okay to eat it raw."
Eat it raw?
Didn’t I eat enough raw food today?
Sikong patted his stomach and muttered to let it gain some energy.
He would have to take a boat for several days on the return trip. If he got diarrhea and got seasick at this time, he would probably lose his life in this sea area.
The legs were more than twice as thick as those of normal king crabs, and the meat was so thick that Sikong opened his mouth wide and took a full bite.
"Hmm~"
So cool!
Fragrant on the lips and teeth, tender and juicy.
The crab legs were thick enough, but the center part seemed a little undercooked, forming a wonderful gelatinous texture similar to watery texture. Sikong immediately fell in love with this texture.
"Absolutely awesome! Give me another one with minced garlic! No, no, no, give me one with butter!"
The muscle fiber of crab leg meat is longer than that of crab meat, and it seems to be more tough than ordinary crab meat. The crab's unique fragrance is very strong, and it is filled into the mouth in big mouthfuls, even if it has never been Sikong, who has never been hungry, can also understand what satisfaction and happiness are.
"It's so cool..."
For a moment, he felt a little disgusted with the hairy crabs and small crabs he had eaten before.
That thing has a pinch of meat, and the taste is completely different from this one.
Farts can never tire of fine food and fine food. Today I, Sikong, just want to eat a big meal of meat and drink a lot of wine - wait, where is my wine?
Of course there is wine. Sikong just brought over a small jar of 3 kilograms of 15-year-old rice wine. It is a great private brew and is worth 8,900 circulation points.
"Huh?" Faced with Sikong's questioning look, Lin Chou naturally scratched his head, "Oh, rice wine, I've already prepared the ingredients. Let's eat drunken shrimp and drunken crab tonight."
"..."
