Doomsday Pavilion

Jangshui noodles is a traditional pasta in the Shaanxi-Gansu region. It spreads over a wide area. Before the cataclysm, everyone in each area and every small shop had different selections and preparation methods.

The syrup actually refers to the syrup of the syrup. The dishes in it are usually celery, mustard, bittern, lotus, cabbage, radish, etc. Different regions have their own preferences, just There are even various ways to ferment the slurry. Some areas use rice-washing water as the slurry, some areas use the leftover slurry from tofu, and some people prefer clean noodle soup without oil stars...

Generally speaking, in the case of high temperature, whether it is rice water or noodle soup, it will naturally ferment, bubble and become sour after a day and night. The production cycle of water vegetables will not exceed three to five days at most. It is convenient and fast.

The color of the fermented mashed vegetables is bright and transparent, and the unique sour aroma after fermentation will feel very appetizing.

According to legend, the name Jiangshuimian is still the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bang and Xiao He, who were alone in the moonlight...Ah no, when they ate noodles in Hanzhong, it is also said to be the name of Zhang Fei of Xixiang Hou at that time. Xixiang's slush noodles—continuous eating and continuing.

Yangyang Chinese, a wide variety of cuisines, and numerous factions.

However, there are many things that have different degrees of overlap.

So when Lin Chou saw the very sour salted vegetables, he suddenly remembered such a thing. Of course, there is nothing wrong with using the preserved salted vegetables to make the salted vegetables.

Unwrap the mustard greens coiled in one place, chop them, place them in clean rice-washing water, and spare a few fresh potherb mustard, find a clay pot and put it in a hot air box.

After thinking about it, I made up a few pinch of pepper buds.

The utensils used for making water vegetables cannot be made of iron, otherwise there will be a rusty smell, the color of the water vegetables will become very embarrassing, and the porcelain can not be used. Only rough unglazed pottery can be used, which has good air permeability and the resulting water vegetables are more grounded. child.

Since he was not entertaining customers, he was naturally not so particular, and Lin Chou was more interested in his own taste.

He prefers to ferment with refreshing rice-washing water, which takes a short time and prepares food quickly. He mainly likes the taste.

Wu Ke had a bad feeling--

"I'm going... it's starting again... Every time Brother Sorrows meets each other, I always have a frightful rush!"

"I used leftovers again... My heart, to cool off the cold, is there something weird to eat this morning..."

"Should I eat, eat it, or eat it... Wouldn't it look like a shame if I didn't eat it..."

Well, based on word of mouth and indisputable facts, a certain Lin boss himself has a strange taste.

For example, the horse meat noodle soup that no one dared to teach except Lin Chou...Although he insists on calling it...what is it? ? ?

Forget it, no one cares anyway.

Five minutes later, the mashed vegetables were done, and the noodles were reconciled.

The vegetables in the syrup not only have salted vegetables as a primer, but Lin Chou also put the potherb mustard.

The newly-produced sesame seeds are fresh and tender in color, and the syrup is thick and mellow, giving a wine-like texture.

It smells slightly sour and fresh.

Although both syrup and vinegar taste sour, they are completely different.

The acid of the slurry is not strong in the acid, and the fragrance is in the acid. The acid is soothing and comfortable.

Lard and noodles are the most authentic pair. The white as snow lard melts in a pot. Stir-fried salted vegetables, tender ginger, green onions and dried chilies. After the fragrant flavor, the lard is cooked. The whole section of potherb mustard, a little slurry water, then add water to boil.

The ratio of slurry water to water should be controlled at just one to three, which is the acidity that Lin Chou likes.

When the water splash is boiled, the noodle soup is already ready, just set it aside.

Boil the noodles in another pot and stove. The noodles are hand-pulled, **** wide, thin as paper, and translucent.

There is no need to overcook the noodles, leaving a bit more tenacity is a bit more of the original aroma of the wheat.

Four big old bowls for noodles, topped with a lot of noodle soup.

Seeing Lin Chou hugged a bowl and went out, Wu Ke Leng asked.

"It's over?"

No one answered.

No vinegar is added to the water and noodles. It is best with spicy oil or spicy paste.

Sour, spicy, refreshing, and original flavor, without much description, these three are already the essence of the water surface.

Su Yourong followed Lin Chou's appearance, holding a bowl larger than her head and leaning over—

I can’t squat down. The noodle bowl is too big and the soup on top is heavy. I squatted like Lin Chou for fear of falling. The little apprentice who had worked hard for a long time simply found a small bench and sat down, snoring. Cheerfully instigate the face.

Lin Chou glanced at him and smiled.

The little apprentice blushed and whispered,

"I used to be scolded if I couldn't instigate noodles at home."

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows,

"I don't instigate what it is to eat noodles, it's just that way to eat noodles!"

Well, the little apprentice is probably going to be taken crooked.

Lin Chou will go to the hospital for a while, otherwise he will make another tiger-skin green pepper that matches the surface of the water.

That's the case, Su Yourong is also hissing hot without the tiger skin green peppers, haha, his face is flushed and red.

The hot and sour and refreshing noodles with a little bit of pepper buds and tingling sensation in the noodles are very interesting and very special.

After taking a few mouthfuls of noodles and then filling them with a big mouthful of noodle soup, I always feel that the noodles just now are not swallowed in my stomach.

Obviously there is no extra seasoning, the almost crystal clear noodle soup, but people can't stop at all.

The finishing touch is the whole section of potherb mustard, with a bit of pliable appearance, it is amazingly crisp when it is bitten in the mouth, and the bulgur physalis splashes out between the teeth. This is the noodle dish.

The four people squatting in a row by the threshold together instigated their faces and looked extremely imposing. They were sweating profusely, without looking at what they were eating, giving people a sense of "the food in their bowls are delicious". .

Wu Ke raised his thumb.

"This noodles are a match for the bowl of fried noodles that I ate in the alley when I left the research institute for the first time!"

Lin Chou squinted at him,

"Jianjiang noodles?"

Wu Ke said while agitating,

"Yeah, I was only twelve or thirteen years old that year, hey... and a little girl squatted at the gate for five hours with a high temperature of 37-8 degrees, and found a chance to slip out when the guard was changing. ...Playing and wandering, everything is fresh. I feel hungry when it gets dark. There is a stall selling fried noodles at the entrance of the alley. Hey, I ate eight bowls! My belly is bulging and pregnant. Like a baby, he hugged his belly and hummed, and couldn't run at all..."

Su Yourong: "???"

"Hey ha, where did I know the circulation point at that time? I had finished eating and had no money. I wanted to run and couldn't move forward. I was dumbfounded... We were carried all the way from the gate of Shangcheng to the research institute.. .I’ve lost my face...just the taste of the fried noodles is still remembered..."

Su Yourong's eyes gleamed, and he put up a wispy white jade thumb.

"Wow, Wu Ke, you are amazing, eat Bawang's meal!"

Wu Ke flicked his hair,

"Ahaha, concession and concession..."

Su Yourong's face darkened,

"I've never been to the alleys in the Xiacheng District. I haven't even visited the Shangcheng District. I heard it's fun... Is there a lot of delicious and fun..."

Wu Ke was taken aback.

"Ha... There are not as many delicious foods as your master here, ah, as for the fun, there are really a lot of them, let me tell you, Sikong and I were there all day... Hey hey... Big sister, what are you doing by pulling my ears..."

Chi only looked contemptuously,

"Don't think I don't know where you all go."

Wu Ke talked,

"Uh... man... you know..."

"roll!!"

Lin Chou threw the bowl away,

"I'll go to Mingguang first. Big-chested sister will tidy up the things I need. It will open in a few days."

Chi just nodded,

"Good boss."

Comrade Gun didn't know where he went, kicked the dead dog up and set off.

There is no room for the little sheep in the bright road conditions these days, otherwise Lin Chou is still unwilling to take care of this foodie who went wherever he went. In other words, the last time he ate his car at Qinshan Martial Arts School, it seemed that no one was responsible. Come want?

Slipped away.

...

Research Institute.

Uh, it should be considered a research institute...

Anyway, there is a lonely two-half giant tree standing in the ruins with a spherical building sandwiched between them, and a bunch of people are looking up at the bottom in a daze.

The end of the rational beast tide should be when the three armies were rewarded for welfare, but it was clear that the light was wrong, and a bunch of people were brought over and stood so dry.

"This...what the hell..."

Facing a group of people's questions, the old dean and old Hu coughed at the same time.

In the end, Lao Hu was defeated by the dean’s coercion.

"Encough cough cough, that...this is how things are..."

Barabala, tell me the origin of this mutant Nepenthes.

Full attention.

"Oh, there is a lot of black material in the research institute~"

"I can't hold it this time, I have to say?"

"Tsk tusk, is this the stolen goods? Is the stolen goods gone?!"

Lin Chou's face is not black, um—he used this thing to blacken the potted plants with tens of thousands of circulation points, and he even slapped a certain pot.

At that time, the pitcher plants were still very low-level, without secondary alienation and tertiary alienation, which was not a valuable thing.

Of course, if he knows how much money the research institute has pitted the potted plant with this pitcher plant, it is estimated that he will immediately jump up and light the potted plant.

Old Hu smiled bitterly,

"It's true that our research institute is not authentic, this..."

The old dean said,

"Our research institute recognizes it, we will talk about this later-the problem now is that this thing has completely out of control, and even our people dare not approach it. That spherical building is the main research base of the research institute, and there are many precious things inside. Lin Chou, can you see if you can..."

Lin Chou shrugged, his connection with this pitcher plant had long been broken, and even the Fuck System didn't count it.

"To be honest, I was surprised that it was so alienated."

That is no way?

The old dean almost cried and said,

"...It ate the aggregate of blood corpses!"

"?"

The wanderer and the warlock said from the side,

"After the blood corpse got out of control that day, it was blasted into sludge by the source crystal artillery fire, and somehow it mutated again, and a blood corpse giant two to three hundred meters high grew out of it. With the help of the Jiang family’s nurses, I Finally used the bloodline skills to control the blood corpse giant, and then this thing ate the blood corpse giant... Do you see the dead branches on the main road from the upper city to the lower city? It is all this pitcher plant growing The one who came out, swallowed the giant blood corpse, and then withered."

Lin Shou was speechless,

"So fierce?!"

He remembered how difficult the blood corpse he encountered on the island was, and he had lingering fears.

"You got me to get me to deal with it??"

Lao Hu and the old dean nodded again and again. They couldn't leave a time bomb in the center of Mingguang, right? The active magic plant that was hundreds of kilometers high could be devastating.

Lin Chou laughed angrily.

"What a joke, you think I am omnipotent. Although I dug up this thing at first, I haven't had time yet... Forget it, you don’t understand it, anyway, I can’t control it now. Is it good."

Everyone snickered, and the two researchers from the academy were so embarrassed that they didn't say much anymore.

For this thing that can swallow a giant blood corpse in one bite, the research institute can be said to be scratching the heart and the liver these days, and it is also excited and frightened. That is a thousand times.

Lin Chou said,

"I felt it. The individual is very powerful, but its vitality is very low. It is no different from hibernation. I think if you don't continue to stimulate it, it should remain in this state."

"Really?"

"What excitement!"

"Yes, according to the current situation, it should be only the blood corpse that can stimulate it. If no blood corpse appears near the bright light, it looks like it should be very harmless... What are you doing to it? Even I am curious."

"..."

This is really a model of successful alienation, is it really like what they said about a blood corpse aggregate of several hundred meters high. If you swallow it, you don’t even have a hiccup. Mingguang replicates this stuff in batches, and is worried about the tide of corpses. Beast tide?

The people at the research institute only smiled bitterly.

Lin Chou blinked,

"Or, I will try to carry it away..."

"No!"

"Can't give it to you!"

The old dean and old Hu Blowing the beard stared, completely forgot who the worried person was just now.

Then the old dean awkwardly said,

"Well, um, Comrade Lin, look at this, what kind of compensation do you want? Let's talk about it later, but this pitcher plant is of great significance to Mingguang, you know... Since there is no danger, huh ..."

Lin Chou didn't plan to go back, of course, it would be best if he could hack the research institute.

"Anything else?"

The old dean said immediately,

"Of course, about your going to...Wolf City, I'll talk about it later when people arrive."

"Is anyone there yet?"

The old dean was speechless,

"Of course, the people from the garrison haven't come yet, cough, General Ye Lao...suffered some injuries when confronting Liu Renjun...otherwise it should have already arrived."

The old dean said in his heart, what do you want me to say, General Ye was not injured by Liu Renjun, nor was he wounded by blood, but was injured by the aftermath of the bombing from the source crystal of which Turtle Son’s unknown tortoise’s son was bombarded in the chaos. It's not light yet.

MMP!

The reckless group of garrisons has never made people worry.

The few sturdy evolutionists present who were not low-ranked could not help but retreat, embarrassingly very embarrassing.

In the past few days, almost anyone who caught them was a crazy output, and they had already received a lot of scolding.