The dog beep system sorted out the thoughts for a long time, and held back a sentence,

"It is recommended that the host negotiate with the lower primate and try it on its own, and then submit it to the system to determine whether it is qualified, and all the judging criteria are based on the maximum freshness of the dish."

Lin Chou: "......"

So why did you brew for a long time, but in the end, did it work? The dog's brains are all out for you!

Turning his nose up at the system, Lin Chou picked a bunch of radishes and cut them in the kitchen.

The emerald green radishes are diced and stacked on top of each other like tourmalines with water, and the kitchen is filled with the smell of fresh and spicy radish.

Lin Chou chose the most homely method, just mixed the radish pieces with the water celery stalks, carrots, bright red devil peppers, tender ginger, and raw garlic seeds, and used potted well water and rose salt to mix a cup of sour chili sour water that doubted life, and found a jar to soak these raw sparks in it, and put them in the ice bellows.

In just 12 hours, the turnip side dish is ready for diners to eat, up to the fourth day.

When he soaked the vegetables in the jar, Lin Chou was still thinking that this radish side dish seemed to be an unexpected match with cold salad dumpfish meat - the appetizer of the restaurant seemed to have another player.

He is not worried about the deliciousness of the radish side dishes, and he dares to make the guests even more amazing when he is coquettish after the appearance of the guy who is not amazing.

The owner of the shop has tasted the good things himself, and he is full of confidence.

Then no one ordered.

Lin Chou was out of the kitchen, and Sikong and Zhao Ziyu also gave me a little bit of uneven lung capacity next to the threshold.

Young Master Ziyu reached out and grabbed Lin Chou's trouser leg, and said in a tone that looked like he was about to die,

"Sad... Brother Sorrow save me... I feel like I'm dying... Prostration, detachment, death..."

The two big eyes were full of tears - in the context of this environment, it was indeed desperate to let Young Master Ziyu and Sikong honestly think that they were ducks like the children before the cataclysm and waited to be filled for hours.

Shen Daru has not forgotten to teach the students when he marks the papers,

"Mouthful! Knowledge is power! Knowledge changes destiny! ”

Sikong got up and said in a weak voice,

"Get... Get something to eat..."

"Ben Gongzi, who owns seven and a half libraries, can tell you very directly, now, right now, fat is power!"

"Linzi, I want to eat meat, the oilier the better, the greasy the better, do you have any brain-replenishing packages? I feel like my whole head is going to crash..."

Zhao Ziyu also said,

"Yes, yes, I need a huge amount of protein and fat! I feel like I can eat a cow now..."

Huang Dashan interjected,

"You two are really not hungry in this situation, but your brain is 'hungry', and it is better to eat at this time than to eat two walnuts and drink a hot milk."

Sikong and Zhao Ziyu glanced at each other and touched their stomachs,

"Seems to make sense..."

Zhao Ziyu said,

"I insist... You have to eat something good for a while, stop loss! I want to eat snowflake beef! Craving for steak! I want to eat pork knuckle! I want to eat big fat sausages! ”

Sikong wiped the corners of his mouth,

"On the way here, there are people who sell roasted brain flowers, I didn't eat it, I regret it when I think about it~"

Lin Chou's interest today is particularly high,

"Generally, there are no guests coming back after noon, and it's too hurried to go back to the base city after eating, so it's not impossible to make something you want to eat..."

Coupled with the fact that the business hours have significantly exceeded the opening hours this month, the appropriate relaxation policy should help foster a deep bond between the owner and the customer.

It's the same with tasting dishes, and coming up with a new dish is often the happiest time for these people.

Chen Qingyu raised his hand and hit the snake with the stick,

"I want to eat buns, just that Buryat bun..."

Huang Dashan put this goods aside with a butt,

", the newcomer has no say! Meng Xin should honestly squat on the side and look up at the big guy, and it is a point. ”

"You should eat steamed buns for breakfast, this is noon, it's a heresy!"

Huang Dashan quickly put on a bright smiling face with twelve teeth neatly arranged, and approached Lin Chou and said,

"Can you stew a bullwhip for us... Donkey whips don't count on ... Hey, hey, hey..."

Lin Chou took a step back and said calmly,

"No matter how wide your mouth is, everyone can see your cardia clearly, stay away."

The warlock also gave his opinion,

"Add a Haishi Coconut Custard Crockpot Chicken, I need an epiphany - by the way, where did Lord Sanhuang go?"

The mountain master replied casually,

"I saw the woolly cow carrying the hairball and Sanhuang in the back mountain 'parkour' before, you can find it by looking for the chicken feathers."

Lin Chou looked at Song Qingyun,

"What about you?"

Song Qingyun pointed at himself, flattered,

"Me? In fact... I suddenly want to drink porridge..."

Chen Qingyu, who coveted the buns: "Upstairs with anger!" ”

"Where's Teacher Shen?"

"Me, I haven't had a good appetite in the past few days, and it's best to have a soup, and if you don't have it, it's also excellent to drink porridge."

Leng Han –

Forget it, Ah Leng doesn't need to ask, the answers are already fixed.

Lin Chou snapped his fingers and calculated:

First of all, the porridge should be boiled in a clay pot, then the steamed buns should be steamed in a steaming pot, the steak must be grilled, the crockpot of the chicken must also be prepared, the pork knuckle fat intestine seems to occupy a braised meat pot, and finally the iron pot stir-fry...

MMP's meal is so hard to make today.

As for Prince Huang's bullwhip soup, let him die, in case he eats a white amateur again, I don't want to lose face?

"Huh~"

Sikong casually threw away a card.

Lin didn't complain at all, and went into the kitchen vigorously.

Everyone laughed and thanked Sikong, and the atmosphere was warm.

Sikong didn't speak, just glanced at Shen Daru, who was criticizing the papers.

Huang Dashan gave Sikong a peaceful shiny back of his head, and walked into the house with a grin.

"Master Shen, Huang suddenly has a question that he wants to ask an erudite existence like you."

“......”

Of course, the skill of the mountain master to mess around is not covered...

In fact, there is no other trick, as long as he is just right and quietly compliments on what he is good at, he can get his G spot, and he will soon be able to abandon his previous suspicions and get together.

A few minutes later, the two of them were like childhood sweethearts who had not seen each other for more than 80 years, holding hands and correcting the paper together.

Then, Shen Daru fell asleep.

If you don't sleep, you can't do it, the two Qingquan Mountain jars on the side have been emptied by Huang Dashan.

Huang Dashan gave a shallow wine burp and slapped his face,

"Hey, I can fool more than 700 guys like this - it all depends on what I'm doing, Ji Cao Don't 6."

...

Lin Chou was very busy in the kitchen.

The green rice is drained through the cold well water, then rubbed with clear oil until the rice grains are soaked in grease and then directly into the boiling chicken broth.

There are always batches of clear chicken soup, thick chicken soup, hazel chicken soup, old hen soup, broth, soup, and braised soup in Lin Chou's kitchen, and there are many kinds of convenient for cooking at any time.

The rice grains tumbled endlessly in a huge clay pot with a slightly yellowish old hen soup, and he used a round-bottomed clay pot, which was perfect for making porridge.

After boiling away, the thickening rice porridge boiled in the center and rushed to the edge of the casserole, and then returned to the bottom center again with the round and delicate wall of the clay pot due to temperature and thrust, and so on.

Cut some tender and crispy choy sum for later use, oh, and the thin and almost transparent ham slices specially prepared to take care of the taste of Ah Leng.

These things will be added to the porridge with salt when they are about to come out of the pot, so simple raw porridge is the most versatile.

Another pot of daily braised pork brine, the front elbow of the black mountain wild boar, the clean large intestine full of white fat of the cow, a few pieces of broken beef bones, and bits and pieces of meat such as heart meat and diaphragm were thrown into it, waiting for the fire.

There are some buns in the incubator that have been prepared for a long time, and the upper drawer can be steamed directly, and the same is true for sea stone cauliflower coconut custard.

Only the crockpot chicken requires a bit of work, and this thing has to be made fresh.

"The otter meat was very tender last time, well, the wandering devil's dogs love to chase this thing so much, I have to pay attention to let him stock some goods for me in the future, the otter meat tastes so good - and the truffle I don't know if there is a letter or not."

"Tomorrow, in addition to discussing the 'takeout' with Bao Er, I have to let him go to the uncle who seems to be able to support the elderly to get a few Gangba sheep back, Leng Han and Sister Qingyu both like the taste of Paye, just a few that are not enough to eat, but the old man's asking price is too ruthless, I feel distressed to think about it, I don't know when I will meet the Gobi sheep next time, where did I send this sheep to me, why haven't I arrived?"

After the crockpot chicken stayed in the crockpot honestly, Lin Chou went to the cold storage in the back and brought back some aged beef steak - not a tomahawk, but tender shoulders and necks.

These two parts, which are considered as leftovers by the system, are still precious and delicious in terms of the division of the steak.

For example, tender shoulder meat, also known as beef oyster meat, is two small strips of meat behind the shoulder blades of the cow, which are exceptionally rich in oil flowers due to less activity, no fascia and tender meat.

Another example is neck kernel, neck kernel is a more mysterious name.

As the old saying goes: I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me...

(Phew, cross out, cross out.) ）

Neck Ren, not Boren.

The neck is the bulging part above the front shoulders of the cow, and the lower part of the neck is called "spoon kernel", because it is connected to the neck, so there will be thin tendons in the meat.

Tender shoulders are the most beautiful to fry thickly, and the neck spoon is cooked in large slices with beef tongue on a teppanyaki.

From the system, a four-inch-thick cast-iron pan was needed – a shallow pan, in fact.

The pot was first roasted on the fire to preheat, and Lin Chou picked up an onion with black and purple skin in fear.

Don't underestimate it, it's a genuine first-order mutation.

Mingguang can be grown, but it is not used much except for medicinal food.

One knife cut down - this thing is much more powerful than gambling on a stone to be poor and rich, regardless of what level your psychological quality is, tears will come down.

"Damn..."

Lin Chou really hadn't used this kind of onion before, and everything was tossed by Bao Er bits and pieces, so he didn't pay attention to it at all.

He really didn't expect this thing to be so powerful, and he was hit without the slightest defense.

With his eyes closed, he cut a dozen onions into thin strips, and after calming down for a while, Lin Chou dared to open his eyes.

"The eyeballs must be red now..."

The bottom of the thick cast-iron plate on the fire had been burned to a bright red, and Lin Chou took it off the fire and put it in another stone plate.

A piece of butter was rubbed all over the iron plate, and the sound of Zizi was particularly pleasant, and the white smoke rose and fell.

Spread the onion on the bottom, sprinkle with chopped pepper, gradually arrange the neck, spoon kernel and beef tongue, and sprinkle with salt.

"Sister Big Breast, let's bring this over first, I'll fry the steak through the oven."

...

The group of guys outside simply moved the table or something to the mountainside and put it together, which was bright.

When sharing the table, Song Qingyun said,

"Really fighting? It's a little embarrassing to sit at a table with Leng Han... I go to something so smelly..."

Behind him, Leng Han walked out with a large square plate.

Huang Dashan was happy when he saw the old man,

"Yo, General Leng Zhong didn't come, Lin Chou was reluctant to take out this thing, tsk, surnamed Song, Chen Qingyu, have you ever seen this thing?"

Shan Ye looked arrogant, just like the paya on the plate was made by his own hands.

Several people shook their heads together,

"This tastes a little rushy... But... I'm actually swallowing saliva?? ”

Huang Dashan laughed,

"Even if you have an eye, you know that it smells bad and tastes delicious!"

Then, the big-breasted sister put the iron plate beef tongue on the table together, and the sizzling oil and the rich onion aroma of the meat immediately made several people swallow their saliva.

"What's this? Why haven't you seen it..."

Lin Chou also came out to distribute vegetables on the table, and by the way, put a stack of delicate garlic paste next to the iron plate.

"Teppanyaki, the meat on top is the neck, spoon and beef tongue."

Dishes fill the table, and steaks that have just come out of the oven are served to deprive the meat.

"Sit, what are you waiting for?"

Huang Dashan is like a few treasures,

"Raw porridge, crockpot chicken, paye, coconut milk jelly, braised elbow and braised fat sausage, steak...... I really want to wake up the sleeping person inside at this time, and let him know that the circulation point is the real power! ”

Song Qingyun poured everyone a glass of cold beer,

"So, it's time to thank the great Sikong Gongzi!"

"Cheers~"

Wu Ke hurriedly ran up the mountain,

"I'll wipe me, won't I sleep a little more... It's not interesting enough for you to be tolerated, and you won't shout at me. ”

Su Yourong pursed his lips and ignored him.

Then Lin Chou served a whole mountain of lobsters, a whole mountain of steamed buns, and a very inconspicuous radish side dish.

The lobster is only the size of two palms, which is not a good thing in Mingguang, and it is just a simple boil, and it is very imposing.

The crockpot chicken and coconut milk jelly were ordered by the warlock uncle, and others didn't want to ask to share, after all, they came with special effects.

But don't worry about the portion size at all, because the weight unit of each dish is calculated in "kilograms".

Song Qingyun was more interested in the cut red and bright braised fat sausages, so he put down the chopsticks first.

As soon as the fat intestine came to his mouth, he didn't mention the taste for the time being, and the surging origin almost "patted" him.

"Sleep... Trough... The fat intestines of the four-four-four-order alien beasts..."

Song Qingyun's whole person was Spartan, and his eyes looked at Sikong like the God of Wealth, and the whole person was shining with gold.

Brother, brother, that's how you usually treat you?

Please take my knees -