Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou is a person who pays attention to connotation, no matter how funny his appearance is, he can't make Lin Chou's knife dull by one or two points.

The skin of a marmot is different from others. Because of its hard shell, a long soft knife needs to be penetrated under the skin to separate the fat layer. As soon as the marmot’s skin is peeled off, the white fat inside comes out of the skin. A fat bulge is particularly prominent at the opening, like cotton just blooming.

"Hiccup~"

Shan Ye immediately belched in surprise.

"Fuck, this stuff is too fat and scary..."

Lin Chou said while struggling to find the footing of the knife in the fat "plum".

"Marmots seem to still retain the habits before the catastrophe. They will eat desperately when they have food. The accumulated fat is stored under the skin. Even in the harshest winter days before the catastrophe, they can hibernate for seven or eight months. I didn’t eat and sleep in a burrow. It’s even better than bears. The oil squeezed from otter fat is particularly good. It has a better effect on treating scalds than badger oil. It is a natural antifreeze. And sunscreen, even just applying otter oil can have a slight scar reduction effect. In ancient times, many nomads regarded otter oil as a treasure and a natural beauty formula."

"This is the real good thing, it must be collected."

The running water was scouring the blood, and Lin Chou peeled off the otter skin before the marmot's mud shell began to wet and fall off. The otter without the skin was just a mess of white flowers piled up in the middle of the river. The Lord Shan in the scene is a little daunting.

"Fuck, you told me that this thing is a living oil press, I believe, how much oil does this get."

Lin Chou waved,

"What to see, don't be stunned, find some big rock and chisel a few cauldrons out. This oil can't be wasted, but I want to take it away."

Lin Chou has always been happy to accept recipes from the grassland. It is said that the crispy fragrant noodles made from the deep-fried otters are very golden and shiny. You must try them when you go back.

Dismissing the Lord Shan, he himself swung his knife across the fat.

Uh ...

Under the four-finger deep knife mark, there is still fat.

"Swish."

It took another two to see the bright red otter meat.

In other words, the average thickness of the fat layer of this female marmot is about twelve fingers, which is close to fifteen centimeters thick!

Strip all the fat, and the whole marmot looks much more approachable.

It has a meaty texture that is more tender than beef that can be seen by the naked eye. The fiber is extremely long, and it trembles gently with the flow of water. The color is also beautiful rose red, which is very moist.

Lin Chou leaned over and smelled it, but he really smelled any fishy smell.

"Ha, the ancients don't deceive me~"

It’s hard to imagine a guy with such an ugly appearance—Speaking of ugliness, Lin Chou easily twisted the head of the marmot and threw it on the shore.

"I said Lord Shan, I think that Daozi's five big fangs are pretty good. Would you like to keep it cut into daggers?"

The marmot's teeth are not very sharp, and the dark blue has a hollow tube-like vein, much like a piece of jade placed in a dark room.

Shan Ye didn't even turn his head.

"Oh, you can keep it for yourself, maybe you can still be a dowry."

Lin Sorrow screamed,

"Is it an experienced person? Everyone is thinking about a dowry. This handsome does not have a dowry. This handsome is called... Big breasted sister, what should a man be called?"

Big breasted sister frowned and thought for a long time.

"Accompanying?"

Shan Ye laughed wildly.

Xiao Yourong said crisply,

"Master, it's a bride price!"

Lin Chou pointed at Su Yourong,

"See you, Comrade Huang Dashan, you are not as good as a child."

Shan Ye babbled and said,

"Can you work numbly? After a while, my little ancestors are hungry and turn you back to the mountain to look for bones, don't you believe it?"

Lin Chou smiled,

"Xiaoqing can be at home, and the two little yellow chickens go to its fence to play. It's not enough for Xiaoqing to swallow."

Shan Ye is speechless, you **** can't raise something a little more normal.

"Here, the pot is for you... what the **** are you doing, the pot that I worked so hard to get out, you just fill me with those... fat?"

Lin Chou didn't bother to explain to him the importance of this Tier 4 fat meat (seems like it would be easy to play even if it was explained?), filled a cauldron, and waited for the wandering demon's firewood to come back to light the oil.

When Lord Shan finished the second pot, he came back and saw the otter meat that had been stripped of fat and dismembered.

"Hey, it looks like the meat is not bad, it's watery."

Indeed, the meat of the otter is very tender. It has a texture and luster like the liver of a small animal when you look at it after removing the distinct feeling of fiber.

Lin Chou said,

"The otter meat is famously tender and plump, fresh and fat without any fishy smell. You'll know when it's stewed."

Shan Ye moved the pot to that pestle and began to build the stove, and the wandering demon directly carried a dead tree back and raised the bonfire.

Shan Ye suggested,

"Or else, you can roast this thing, roast it to remove the smell."

He was still afraid that the meat of this stuff was smelly.

Lin Chou rolled his eyes and threw a grunting thing to Lord Shan.

"These are baked for you."

Shan Ye hurriedly took a look, good fellow, this is the marmot’s darling and two unidentified balls.

"What the **** is this?"

Lin Chou blinked,

"The waist."

Shan Ye struggled for a long time, and said in disappointment,

"It's not a man, don't eat it."

After Lin Chou threw the marmot into the pot, he didn't care about the number of people. He asked to watch the fire and strolled around to pick some wild onions and wild leeks.

Turning around, I cut the heart and liver kidneys into triangular pieces, a strand of green onion, a piece of meat, and a strand of leeks, which were strung together with cumin-flavored iron wire vines. The strands were elbow lengths and short, and they were pressed firmly.

There were eight strings in total, Lin Chou said,

"The ones in the pot have to be simmered, try this first."

I didn’t bake it for everyone, I divided it directly, took out two grinding bottles,

"One salt and one chili, sprinkle it yourself."

Shan Ye muttered, "What attitude do you cook..."

Lin Chou was too lazy to talk to him.

Leaning on the bonfire around the pot, everyone handed meat skewers and started roasting.

To say that the wild onions and leeks are absolutely powerful, the sizzling scent of heart, liver and kidney oil was overwhelmed by the overwhelming smell of onions and leeks as soon as they appeared.

"Zila...Zila..."

The oil was soaked together, and Lin worriedly sprinkled with salt flowers and chili.

These internal organs are easy to cook, take advantage of the spicy fragrance, open your mouth,

"Hi...whee...good!"

Ye Shan had doubts in his eyes, "Really can you eat?"

The meat on the tip of the heart is very crisp and crisp, and the wandering demon's mouth is chewing and creaking, and he smiles honestly at Gungun.

"Hey, big guy, your boss will eat it."

He opened his mouth, the meat skewers and even the sign disappeared in that big mouth.

"Ooooooooo!"

Master Shan's heart is full, and one mouthful goes up.

The combination of heart, liver and waist looks very reckless, but in fact the combination of texture and wild flavor is quite surprising.