Doomsday Pavilion

The moving porridge water just relies on the small green onions dotted with it, and it seems to be changed. The new tender green in the bright and moist porridge water actually has a posture that it will use its color to soak the whole pot of rice porridge. Like a green gem, it spreads its splendor and splendor.

As the darling of the Queen of the Night, the croissant braid has never seen anything in the world, and hasn't experienced any extravagant and extravagant banquets?

But now that people in Luanshan don't believe it, this real little public act is actually swallowing a pot of porridge.

With a small mouth open, the croissant put the thin transparent fish fillets obediently in the bowl.

Lin Chou scooped up the porridge with a spoon and poured it into her bowl.

"Stir a few slowly."

"Oh~"

One,

two,

three.

The thin fish fillet suddenly popped out of the porridge and water half of his body, and the almost transparent meat had become white.

The pearl-like texture of the fish fillet can hardly see the texture of the fish flesh, and the surface has a delicate luster flowing.

The fish fillets curled up like petals hung on the tips of the chopsticks, hooking the thick porridge soup and jumping out, bouncing and steaming.

"Wow...ahh..."

The croissant braid was surprised with the texture of the fish fillet, and obviously the best way to perceive this texture is between the lips and tongue.

Chew the fish fillet slightly.

The croissant looked surprised,

"It's so crispy. Using porridge with almost no flavor to cook fish fillets should be an act of trust in the ingredients. For a food chef, it can be called'crazy'." Behaved.

"Sure enough, the fish does not have the slightest smell of fish, it is delicious, fragrant, and even a little bit sweet."

"Well, I tasted a very ‘mellow’ feeling in the fish, so this fish should have been specially bred in living water, right? I fed it with wine?"

She looked at Lin Chou,

"Aniang's food chef will never make such a meal for me. The simpler the meal, the more it can explain a food chef's understanding of the ingredients, indicating that you are a very powerful food chef!"

The little lord's serious and serious words surprised everyone very much.

Lin Chou smiled and nodded again and again, and also replied very seriously.

"Thank you."

The more picky the diners are, the more likely they are to be favored by cooks like Lin Chou. Sometimes even if the guests are spending money, the boss will not be satisfied.

Have you ever heard of a cow chewing a peony? Even if this cow is too old, you should still chew it. It is a pity that people still chew the peony.

For example, Huang Moushan’s way of eating a plate.

Regardless of what kind of dishes Lin Chou cooks, he can be bald and open up like a skewer.

How did this make Lin so happy, not only was he upset, he even had the idea of ​​hoisting that guy to practice boxing.

On the contrary, the "Golden Branches and Jade Leaves" croissant braid is like a little gourmet who has experienced the vicissitudes of life. Look at what people say~

Wu Ke's lips moved for a long time, but he didn't say the phrase that he had been muttering in his heart for a long time.

The croissant took a sip of porridge and smiled brightly at Lin Chou.

"It's so fresh, the whole person will be warm after drinking it!"

Lin Chou's smile became brighter,

"Of course, the chicken soup used to cook the porridge is selected from the old hens specially raised by the mountain. They are never fed artificially. They only eat the grass and worms on the mountain. Not only are they not fat, they are also a little thin, but The taste of the soup is absolutely beautiful."

The croissant asked,

"Just make soup?"

"Yes, it's only used to make soup. This kind of chicken is firmer and not as fat as a fat hen. After the soup is cooked, the chicken will become woody and tasteless, so you can only throw it away."

Cough cough, of course it is fake to throw it away, but Lin Chou has a terminator among dogs who can be called "the end of all things."

Lin Sorrow said,

"Try this sour papaya stew again, do you have red thread crucian carp in Luanshan? Very good!"

"Red line crucian carp?" The doubt in the eyes of the croissant braid flashed. "Is it the kind of small crucian carp that has two red lines on the side and does not grow up?"

Lin Chou smiled and said,

"Yes, it's this crucian carp. The meat is so tender that it will disperse even when it is stewed."

The croissant pouted,

"I've only eaten it once. It's delicious, but Luan Mountain is surrounded by sea. There is a stream far away. I haven't seen this kind of fish since that time."

Lin Chou stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

"What are you waiting for?"

The croissant squinted happily and nodded vigorously.

"Ok!"

A pot of crucian carp soup boiled with sour papaya and fish sauce is bright red in color. There is almost no trace of oil on the surface. It looks like a heavy hot pot bottom with dry firewood, but the flavor it exudes is scented with silky fruit.

The taste is not as sharp and profound as vinegar, and it can even be described as refreshing as an immature green apple.

The difference between vision and smell is so huge, it gives people an extraordinary sense of gap and surprise.

Lin Chou's chopsticks here are a bit too long for the little girl with braided croissants, and it is difficult to hold them.

Finally, I picked up a chopsticks and fish meat and placed it on the front of my eye.

The fish meat that has been deep-fried twice on the chopsticks is not the usual texture of crucian carp, but some resembles garlic cloves. The thin fish skin is covered with already quite soft fish scales.

"Ahhh~"

The croissant bit his chopsticks, and his big eyes blinked and blinked.

She had never eaten fish stewed with sour papaya. The fish disappeared immediately after the entrance, and it was surprisingly soft. Her lips and tongue moved, leaving only a small piece of fish skin still in her mouth.

The little girl was shocked,

"This smell...wow..."

The exaggerated expression made the big guy amused.

One chopstick followed by another chopstick, every time I chewed, I looked so impatient.

The croissant grumbled,

"I like this sour papaya, it's a bit crunchy like an apple, sour and sweet."

"The fish tastes so strong, but it's so fresh!"

"It's the kind of "fish sauce sour" you said? That's amazing..."

"But this spiciness... so weird spiciness... it's different from any kind of chili I usually eat..."

Lin Chou raised his eyebrows a little proudly, and asked knowingly.

"Spicy?"

The little girl said seriously,

"Yes, wow, I really like the spiciness, what is it, can I take some away..."

The little girl’s eyes actually have the meaning of longing,

"I like to eat baked potatoes and deep well sesame cakes, I feel that this kind of spiciness will taste better!"

Lin Chou was taken aback at this time, and he directly raised his thumb.

"Professional, absolutely professional-level food-the most common way to eat hot peppers is to apply them on the sesame seed and bake them with charcoal fire."

I mentioned the practice of burning peppers,

"The scent after baking, tsk, you can imagine."

"And it can be salty and spicy, sweet and spicy~"