Doomsday Pavilion

Chapter 1392

Chapter 1350 I think it may be more than a bird problem

Drinking, fishing, fishing, as well as the fish sashimi and barbecue served by the most handsome of the best chefs after the cataclysm, blowing in the cold sea breeze, watching the floating and sinking icebergs, the huge alienated warship fins leaping Going out to the sea to prey on seabirds, unknown seabirds with a wingspan of more than five meters and sharp claws are directly divided in the air by the mouth of the alienated warship fin fish, and the sound of sharp bones and broken bones are crushed out of the beak. A mute voice of air was introduced into the ears at the same time, and the red blood of the bird was smeared on the sea with the color and texture of an oil painting…

Leng Han felt that all this couldn’t be more warm.

emmm…

It can be seen from this that the definition of the word “warm” by Leng Zhongjiang is different from that of the general public. Her requirements are obviously lower than those of ordinary people.

Warship finfish are hunting seabirds, and seabirds are also attacking warship finfish in groups.

Except for hitting splashes, waves, and abundance, they did not communicate with each other or even among the same species. After losing hundreds of seabirds, finally a warship fin fish turned upside down on the sea.

The warship finfish is a standard fusiform body with a body over 10 meters and a weight of 5-6 tons.

To put it simply: let go of one, happy family!

The feast on the sea began. Thousands of seabirds tore out the indigo-blue flesh from the fin fish, and the rich oil flowers between the textures could be seen from a long distance away.

Leng Han couldn’t help licking his lips.

“Very beautiful meat.”

Lin Chou knocked Lenghan’s shoulder with his elbow.

“That bird’s meat should be very fragrant.”

Then…

Boom!

A colorless and odorless air explosive bomb, which the uncle Warlock personally rubs with his hands, is roughly equivalent to a half-two source crystal bullet.

More than a dozen party-hosting seabirds exploded in mid-air like fireworks. To be precise, their crops exploded first, and then every feather on their bodies shot in all directions.

“Oh,” Sikong snapped his fingers, “this trick is nice.”

Uncle Warlock nodded very reservedly, and stretched out his hand to draw a dozen “white-striped birds” over in the air.

The bird’s body is very clean, not only the bird’s hair is gone, but even the body fluids, semi-digested matter and blood are not even stained.

Lin Chou stretched out his hand to take one. The seabird was unexpectedly heavy, and the chair under him made a difficult creaking sound.

“So heavy? How did it fly…”

As we all know, generally speaking, in order to fly, birds will reduce their own weight as much as possible. Many birds have a hollow bone structure. If weight loss is not enough, evolutionary methods such as expanding wingspan are generally used. , But the weight of this seabird relative to its body size is obviously not normal enough.

“It feels like 80 or 90 catties.”

“What do you care about how many catties it is,” Sikong held a knife, “Go and go, and watch your uncle Sikong show off his superb knife skills and cooking skills. I declare, this bird, I will roast it!”

Warlock:?

Lin Chou:?

Leng Han:?

Is this guy taking the wrong medicine today…

The meat of seabirds is very textured, firm, and cramps like freshly slaughtered beef.

And it doesn’t smell strange. Instead, there is a very clear, mineral-like sea water salty feeling. This gives Sikong great courage-this kind of thing, no matter how you make it, it won’t be unpalatable. Isn’t it?

Sagong made a lot of green onion, ginger, chili and thyme, soaked a lot of wet and dry seasoning in apple-flavored emerald green sparkling wine, and mashed it into a puree.

“More extra virgin olive oil, mountain pepper leaves, castor oil and ageratum leaves, look at it, Sikong’s exclusive secret recipe, the tender flowers of perilla… well… sour cream. .. Then… Then… what is Lin Zi?”

Lin Chou’s mouth twitched.

“Dried green pepper noodles, be careful. I brought this green pepper. It’s very spicy. You can’t touch it with your hands.”

“Oh… the color of this pepper does not match someone’s style in our company. I never forgive others and give me a red one!”

Everyone: “…..”

Sikong was so busy there, as if he couldn’t stop the brakes, Lin Chou stared at each other.

“Taking the wrong medicine, definitely taking the wrong medicine.” The warlock vowed.

Lin Chou tugged at the neckline, feeling a little hot and speechless.

“This kid…”

Leng Han only cares about one problem,

“I think he put a lot of weird things, can you still eat…”

Lin Chou gave a preliminary evaluation with a professional attitude.

“At least it’s not poisonous, eh, isn’t it?”

“You can speak such words, how about your professionalism…”

“Then what do you want me to say…”

Uncle Warlock thought for a while, “Something special is too arbitrary. I’m afraid this guy doesn’t even recognize the condiments. Will my running at this time hurt some people’s fragile self-esteem?”

“You are not even carbon-based, will it hurt your tongue if you eat it?”

“Speaking of his sudden enthusiasm, maybe it was infected by your kid, right?”

“…”

It was very ridiculous, Sikong made himself sweat, his enthusiasm was not diminished, and he continued to talk.

“Cook at low temperature first, then fry. Where’s the rosemary I just got? Speaking of Linzi, is this pot of rosemary?”

In the end, the posture of a huge unknown seabird in front of a few people was actually pretty good.

There is a whole roasted big red apple stuffed in his mouth, and he is covered with golden red oil, surrounded by fruits and vegetables and small mountain-like lamb ribs and hand-picked rice.

The sky is completely dark, and a very subtle fragrance that is not easy to describe is slowly drifting.

Lin Chou, Leng Han, and Warlock communicated in a low voice:

“Why do I feel that it smells a little strange?”

“It’s more than weird, I can’t even tell what he put in…”

“Can you eat it?”

“I don’t think I can…”

“What’s the white thing in the chicken belly?”

“It looks like frozen sour cream…”

“What the hell is sour cream? Is that a taste acceptable to normal people?”

“…”

Sikong: “What are you talking about over there? Come, come and divide the meat!”

The energy consumption and digestion ability of the evolvers are among the best, and it is not difficult for a few people to eat here for a whole day without doing anything.

But at this time the goose…

None of the three people have a Giving face, a neat step of retreated-including Leng Han.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

“What do you mean?”

Si·Wanjia Birth Buddha·New Chef·Sacred Hand of Wealth·Empty Face No one can not give it, no one.

The four people came up with the mentality of living and dying together, each handed a piece of golden and oily bird meat, the leather part was crispy, the fat part was orange-yellow, and the fleshy part was dark red…

Slowly cook at 53°C for two hours, then deep-fry, steam, and bake again. The appearance of bird meat is not bad.

But what a weird fragrance!

No, this thing can’t seem to be called a fragrance…

Lin Chou began to sweat,

“I’m not right, I’m feverish and flustered.”

Leng Han: “I seem to be…”

Warlock: “Uh…I…”

Okay, the Warlock’s mentality is a bit broken, but he is really not carbon-based, and he certainly doesn’t have the above performance.

Sikong let out a loud voice.

“Don’t talk nonsense, start eating!”

Well, the poison is not dead anyway.

Lin Chou was chewing the meat in his mouth silently, and the expression on his face began to stiffen.