After the chicken soup boils twice, skim off the foam, combine it with the turtle into a pot, add ham slices, add wolfberries, and simmer over low heat.

At the same time, take a big pot, put one of the six claws into it, and then pour a pot of old turtle soup into it, the seasoning is very simple, a little fennel, four or five cloves, a little cinnamon star anise, four or five pieces of tangerine peel.

The two dishes made by Lin Chou today are very confident.

First, "Farewell My Concubine".

This is a traditional famous dish in Xuzhou area, which is a dish created by the common people to commemorate the leader of the rebel army at the end of Qin, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, the hero of Qin, and Yu Ji, the peerless beauty who cares about the national fortune and is righteous and awe-inspiring, which has been passed down from generation to generation and has been passed down to this day.

This famous dish borrows the homonym of chicken and turtle, chicken and Ji, turtle and farewell, to highlight the allusion of the overlord farewell concubine, the meaning is euphemistic, and the artistic conception is very wonderful.

And the other dish of turtle sauce dog meat, that is, the famous Fan's dog meat, is even more moving.

It is said that when the old man Liu of Emperor Gao of the Han Taizu was still a gangster (well, everyone must know a little bit about the old man Liu in the official history and the wild history, that is refreshing), if there is nothing to do, he loves to harass the future general and the current "good friend" Lao Fan.

At that time, Lao Fan didn't have any shields and guns, he was very poor, slaughtering dogs for a living, selling some fresh and frozen dog meat, and maybe also selling spicy five-spiced thirteen-spiced flavors, which was considered an ancestral masterpiece, but the business was average, and he didn't starve to death.

Old lady Liu has nothing else to do with Lao Fan, eating dog meat Kan Dashan despises the two goods of the old Qin family by the way, and leaves after eating, and does not give money.

Old lady Liu is like a mirror in her heart, but in the future, I will want the seventy-two concubines of the three palaces and six courtyards to be called lonely people.

How dare you ask me for money?

If you want money, I can't give it to you!

More drops!

Forgive me for not having any culture, I must not understand such a profound and unpredictable sentence as "the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister", but I am a generous gentleman, and I will forgive you next time I come to eat dog meat.

Lao Fan is a sincere person, he can't afford to hide if he can't afford to provoke him, so he deliberately took a long detour and quietly moved and ran away, this time it was not far away, but also separated by a big river.

Old Man Liu is as poor as a ghost..... Ahem, it's just a coincidence that I'm shy, how can I have a ticket to cross the river by boat to find Lao Fan?

Either how to say that Old Man Liu is hard-hitting, the ancient people are more or less legendary.

was in a hurry, an old turtle who didn't know how many years he had lived looked up with his beard and asked,

"Your Majesty, have another drink...."

（？？？ ）

“... Your Majesty, cross the river no, forgive the color convertible, the thief is comfortable! ”

So Old Man Liu, who was holding his stomach, appeared in front of Lao Fan again.

I crossed the river with sorrow, and my stomach was already hungry, so I grabbed the dog meat and ate it regardless of 3721.

The people around saw the old man sweating profusely and the tiger's body was shocked, and the advertising effect suddenly exploded, and everyone rushed up.

Lao Fan's dog meat was sold out like this.

Lao Fan was a thief and was happy, and the next day he cut down the enthusiastic old turtle to celebrate.

In order to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, the old turtle and the dog meat were stewed together, but the soup was sweet and the dog meat was red and bright, and Lao Fan embarked on the road to making a fortune.

When the old man Liu returned to his hometown as the chief of the Surabaya Pavilion, he saw that Lao Fan's car and house tickets were all available, and he was so angry in his heart, and then he thought that the free ferry tickets were gone, and he was even more angry, and ordered his subordinates to take away all the controlled knives of Lao Fan, put down the cruel words, and if you dare to use the knife, you will dare to punish your kid for bankruptcy.

Lao Fan had no choice but to kill the dog with a stick and tear the dog skin and stew it whole, and after it was done, it was also torn and sold, which was the first of its kind.

Later, the old man Liu has been the ancestor, after quelling the rebellion against Yingbu, he passed through his hometown, and feasted in the township with dog meat and wine.

Old man Liu is happy, a past incident hits his heart, poetry is prosperous, and he says,

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and Fan's dog meat doesn't need a knife."

All in all.

Two dishes for different people, but from the same ancient era.

With their touching stories, they are reunited in a small restaurant after the cataclysm after thousands of years.

...

For the taste of a certain forest, Huang Dashan and others are still relatively clear.

This kid has a very big mouth, and he likes light and light tastes, such as the horse meat noodle slices that make Sikong very desperate, which is the best proof.

Surprisingly, the mountain master didn't complain about Lin Chou anymore - maybe this was related to Leng Han, who was sitting at the window and quietly watching the scenery.

But the biggest reason is......

"The taste of this soup is so fucking fresh."

"Lao Tzu can't help it, Boss Xiaolin, when will it get better?"

Lin Chou looked at the two soup pots,

"Right now."

Fan's dog meat pays attention to a cold food, but looking at everyone's wolf-like eyes, he must not be able to wait, and put out a large basin, one basin per table.

The boiled turtle sauce dog meat is a bright sauce red, and as soon as it is served, the rich aroma is no longer blocked, like a delicious nuclear bomb, bursting out in the small restaurant.

Huang Dashan's eyes are fast, and he fights an old face and doesn't grab a whole dog leg and run,

"Haha, grandchildren, Grandpa Dashan loves you."

Although everyone hated it, it was obvious that the difficulty coefficient of taking meat from the basin was more than a few levels lower than snatching meat from Huang's hands, so no one paid attention to him, and Uncle Huang was able to enjoy a whole dog leg to himself.

The flesh fibers on the dog's legs are long, and when you tear them off, you can feel the fleshy fibers break between the fingers, which is full of elasticity.

Every trace of the texture of the dog meat soaked in the soup has a crystal reflection, and it is extremely elegant to dance its own dance in the palm of your fingers.

A piece of dog meat is placed in the mouth, fragrant and rich, tender but elastic.

The mellow fragrance stretches from the mouth to the limbs, and the whole person has a feeling of being enveloped by the warm care of a mother.

"It's strange, obviously there is no source power, why does the whole person feel warm."

"yes, yes, it's so comfortable, it's like being in a girl's bed."

"Get out!"

"Brothers, beat this GR and insult a good dish!"

After all, no one really did it.

are busy tasting the food in their mouths, how can they have time to take care of the scum who has not learned the language well?

Lin Chou sent Leng Han a bowl of dog meat,

"Taste, although there is no water from Fanjing, it can barely be regarded as authentic, and the Qianlong Lord has mentioned the word in the world."

Leng Han nodded, taking a small bite of dog meat.

Suddenly, the voice was like a mosquito, and his eyes asked expectantly,

"Another dish, you put ham, right?"

“...”

So, no matter what, you can't get around the ham moat, right?

Over there, Uncle Huang quickly killed a whole dog's leg, and roared like a bell,

"Wu Na, let go of that Wang Ba for Lao Tzu, let me come!!"

What followed was a ping-pong fight.

Leng Han immediately raised his eyebrows,

"Quiet!"

Shen Feng's eyebrows were still hung with unmelted ice slag, and Leng Han shook his whole body when he saw it.

Most of the old turtles were lying on the plate that I didn't know how many punches and kicks I had to grab, and I held them in my hands and said,

"That, Lieutenant General Leng, why don't you come?"

"Get out!"