Drinking, fishing, fishing, and the most handsome of the best cooks after the cataclysm, the most handsome one of the servants made out of the fish sheng, barbecue, blowing the icy sea breeze, watching the icebergs rise and fall, the huge alienated warship finfish jumped out of the sea to hunt seabirds, and the unknown seabirds with wingspans of more than five meters were directly split in the air by the mouth of the alienated warship finfish, and the sound of the bones breaking neatly and the hoarse cry of the last breath of air being crushed from the bird's mouth came into the ears at the same time, The red blood of the birds spreads on the surface of the sea with the color and texture of an oil painting...

Leng Han felt that all this could not be more warm.

emmm...

It can be seen from this that Leng Zhongjun's definition of the word "warmth" is different from that of us ordinary people, and her requirements are obviously a little lower than ordinary people.

Friship finfish are hunting seabirds, and seabirds are attacking warship finfish in flocks.

They didn't communicate with each other or their kind except to hit the water, the waves, and the abundance, and after losing hundreds of seabirds, a warship finfish finally flipped its belly on the surface.

The warship finfish belongs to the standard fusiform body, with a body of more than 10 meters and a weight of 5~6 tons.

To put it simply: let go of one and be happy with the whole family!

The feast on the sea begins, with tens of thousands of seabirds tearing indigo pieces of flesh from the finfish, and the rich oil flowers between the textures can be seen from afar.

Leng Han couldn't help but lick his lips,

"It's beautiful meat."

Lin Chou knocked Leng Han's shoulder with his elbow,

"The meat of that bird should be fragrant."

And then...

Boom!

A colorless and odorless air bomb, the warlock uncle personally rubbed it, and the yield was about equivalent to the appearance of half a two-source crystal bullet.

More than a dozen seabirds burst in mid-air like fireworks, to be precise, their sacs were the first to burst open, and then every feather on their bodies shot in all directions.

"Oh," Sikong snapped his fingers, "that's nice." ”

Uncle Warlock nodded very reservedly, and stretched out his hand to drag more than a dozen "white-striped birds" over in the air.

The bird's body is very clean, not only the feathers are gone, but not even the body fluids, semi-digestibles and blood are not stained with a single skit.

Lin Chou stretched out his hand to take one, and the seabird was unexpectedly heavy, and the chair under him was pressed to make a difficult creak.

"So heavy? How did you fly..."

As we all know, in order to fly, birds will try to reduce their own weight, many birds have a hollow skeleton structure, if the weight loss is not enough, generally will use the expansion of wingspan and other evolutionary methods, but the weight of this seabird is obviously not normal for its body proportion.

"It feels like eighty or ninety pounds."

"What do you care how many catties it has," Sikong pinched a knife, "Go, go, go, watch your Uncle Sikong show off his superb knife skills and cooking skills, I announce, this bird, I'll roast it!" ”

Warlock:?

Lin Chou: ?

Leng Han: ?

Did this thing take the wrong medicine today?

The flesh of seabirds is textured and firm, and it will cramp like freshly slaughtered beef.

And it doesn't smell strange, but has a very clear, mineral-like salty feeling of the seawater, which gives Sikong a lot of courage - this kind of thing, no matter how you do it, it won't be unpalatable, will it?

Sikong made a lot of green onions, ginger, chili and thyme, and soaked a lot of wet and dry seasonings with apple-flavored emerald green sparkling wine and mashed them into a puree.

"Extra virgin olive oil, mountain pepper leaves, castor seed oil and herb leaves, look at it, Sikongjia's exclusive secret recipe, the tender flowers of perilla... Well... Sour cream also has to be some... And then... And then... What is this Lin Zi for? ”

The corners of Lin Chou's mouth twitched,

"Dry green pepper noodles, be careful, this green pepper I brought, it's very spicy, you can't touch it directly with your hands."

"Oh... The color of this pepper does not match someone's style in our company, I never forgive others, give me a can of red! ”

Everyone: "....."

Sikong was busy over there, his mouth was as if he couldn't stop the gate, and Lin Chou and the others looked at each other on the side.

"If you take the wrong medicine, you definitely take the wrong medicine." The Warlock swears.

Lin Chou tugged at his neckline, feeling a little hot, and said speechlessly,

"This kid..."

Leng Han only cares about one problem,

"I think he seems to have put a lot of strange things, can he still eat it..."

Lin Chou gave a preliminary evaluation with a professional attitude,

"At least it's not poisonous, uh, isn't it?"

"You can say this kind of thing, what about your professionalism..."

"Then what do you want me to say..."

Uncle Warlock thought for a while, "It's too freewheeling, I'm afraid I can't even recognize all the seasonings, will I hurt some people's fragile self-esteem when I run away at this time?" ”

"You're not even carbon-based, will you hurt your tongue if you eat it?"

"Anyway, his sudden enthusiasm can't be infected by your kid, right?"

“...”

It's outrageous, Sikong made himself sweat, his enthusiasm did not diminish at all, and he continued to chatter,

"First simmer on low temperature, then fry fragrantly, what about the rosemary I just got over? Speaking of the forest, this pot is rosemary, right? ”

In the end, the posture of an unknown seabird in front of several people was actually not bad.

A whole roasted red apple is stuffed into his mouth, covered in golden red oil, surrounded by fruits and vegetables and a mountain of lamb ribs and hand-grabbed rice.

It was already completely dark, and a very subtle and indescribable aroma slowly wafted away.

Lin Chou, Leng Han, and Warlock exchanged in a low voice:

"Why do I think it tastes a little weird?"

"It's so weird, I can't even tell what he's putting in there..."

"Can you eat it?"

"I don't think I can..."

"What's the white stuff in the belly of a chicken?"

"It's like frozen sour cream..."

"What the hell is sour cream, is that thing a normal taste acceptable?"

“...”

Sikong: "What are you talking about there, come on, come on, divide the meat!" ”

The energy consumption and digestion capacity of the Evolver are among the best, and it is not difficult for a few people to eat here all day without doing anything.

However, the goose at this time...

None of them gave face, and took a step back neatly—including Leng Han.

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean??"

Si • Wan Jiasheng Buddha • New Chef • Scattered Wealth Holy Hand • Empty face No one can not give, no one.

The four of them came up with the mentality of living and dying together, and each of them had a piece of golden and oily bird meat, the leather part was crispy, the fat part was orange, and the fleshy part was dark red...

First, it is slowly cooked at 53°C for two hours, then fried, steamed, and roasted again in a large pot.

But what a weird scent!

No, this thing can't be called a fragrance at all...

Lin Chou began to sweat,

"I'm not right, I'm having a fever and I'm flustered."

Leng Han: "I seem to be..."

Warlock: "Uh... I..."

Okay, the Warlock's mentality is a bit broken, but he's really not carbon-based, and he certainly doesn't have any of the above.

Sikong sighed,

"Don't talk nonsense, let's eat!"

Well, poison doesn't die anyway.

Lin Chou silently chewed the meat in his mouth, chewing and chewing, and the expression on his face began to stiffen.

The following is the eye contact of the three people: ⌒)

─━_─━✧

[・ヘ・?]

(⊙x⊙; )

⊙▃⊙

ヾ(｡ ꏿ﹏ꏿ)ﾉﾞ

"Gross... yue...”

It was Sikong who couldn't help but spit out the things in his mouth,

"I'm fucking there's something wrong with this broken bird, it's so unpalatable! Vomit..."

Uncle Warlock said weakly,

"I think it's probably not just the birds..."

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The world is difficult, I pulled out a tooth, and drank porridge for three days.