: Seventy-eighth
Very simple barbecue preparation, but it involves people who do hard work and work hard.
What makes Wu Hao happy is that the three people have no intention of shirking, and with some unfortunate but relaxed atmosphere, it has promoted the synchronization of their hearts as teammates.
When the four people had been in trouble for a while, all of them began to make fires in the bluestone piles, and the smell of the barbecue made up for all the losses.
Working together to complete the joy of a gourmet, filled with the hearts of four people.
Eating, drinking, and having fun is not a simple matter.
The first task of Zongmen, to tell the disciples is: teamwork, the most important thing is that everyone is willing to abandon personal gains and losses, everyone is working hard towards the same goal. In this way, the harvest is the sweetest.
The charcoal fire in the bluestone piles roasted the mutton skewered by the bamboo sticks.
Wu Hao and other four people surrounded the fire, as if watching their achievements gradually appear, the heart is quite satisfied.
There are many ways to eat mutton skewers. The most common one is to sprinkle dry powder such as salt, cumin, and pepper on the meat and bake it on the fire.” Wu Hao said while sprinkling the seasoning and constantly turning it. Bamboo skewers with kebabs.
The blend of scent and pepper began to spread in the air.
"Are you doing alchemy medicine or eating?" The narcissistic son Zong Zhilian has never seen the use of medicinal materials. He exclaimed: "Good fragrance, the taste must be good."
I didn’t say anything, but I sniffed my nose.
"The captain will try it first." Wu Hao handed over the two strings that had been baked.
Zong Zhi joined, first crossed the nose and took a deep breath: "When the medicine is scented, it smells so bad, I don't think it is so sweet with the kebab!"
After saying this, Zong Zhi made a big sip and took the meat on the whole skewer to the mouth.
Wu Hao has distributed the remaining meat skewers to Yun Yun and Mu Qingya, reminding: "Small stuttering, semi-coke fat is the most fragrant."
The clouds are full of masculinity, and Mu Qingya is a lady who eats small mouthfuls.
Wu Xiaoxiao said: "How is the taste?"
“Delicious, delicious food that I have never eaten.” There are not many words in the cloud, but the evaluation is very serious.
Mu Qingya nodded desperately, holding a skewer in her hand: "I can't think of the fat that I haven't eaten."
Zong Zhilian did not care to open his mouth and chewed the meat Ulu Ulu for a long time and said: "Your craft can go to the palace as the chief chef."
Wu Hao took a few strings of mutton with a nostalgic feeling, and turned on the fire, while at the same time, he uttered a tongue-filled sound full of cantaloupe.
Originally, I couldn't make such a tongue sound, but there was no difficulty in evolving the body.
"Are you able to make such a sound? I actually saw it again today [squatting with a woman, clever tongue, wrapped around the yin and circling the sun, as crazy as a madman]!" The narcissistic son Zong Zhilian saw Once again, I am delighted: "Xiao Ruoyao, if you are not a chef, I would recommend you to wait for Jin Wang in the palace. Just rely on your [deep throat], [smart tongue] technique, you will be favored by the King of King! Oops..."
Wu Hao crossed his foot and lie down and took the skewer on him. "Do you believe that I will make you a shelf for mutton?!"
The four people ate the skewers and the lamb went to the majority.
Wu Hao took out the sauce and mixed it with some seasonings.
Then, in the eyes of the three people, Wu Hao cut the beef into thin slices and covered it on the burning bluestone.
吱啦啦, the meat pieces quickly change color and shrink at high temperatures.
When Wu Hao was cooked in six or seven minutes, let the three men take it directly.
They all have a mysterious body, although they feel hot, but they don't burn, they only think that the hot beef slices are fresh and smooth. Under the guidance of Wu Hao, I dipped a little sauce, which was very delicious.
"I suspect that I have to bite my tongue." Mu Qingya sang to praise Wu.
Yan Yun and Zong Zhilian have not been able to talk, and learn Wu Hao’s practice of baking beef.
After eating it again, Wu Hao took out the green onions from the barrel.
With the fat dripping from the kebabs, the onion leaves are thickly wrapped with some lean lamb, and the most traditional scallions are started.
The trio began to squint and wait for this dish of Wu Hao.
The bluestone plate is hot, and the onion leaves are separated by a layer of slate and meat. This method has never been seen by three people.
In less than ten minutes, the onion leaves began to collapse. However, Wu Hao still used bamboo boards to beat the meat **** wrapped in onions.
"Firepower is not enough, is there a way?" Wu Hao asked.
Mu Qingya wants to take bamboo as a fan.
"I use Xuanqi to blast the fire." Zong Zhilian stopped her and volunteered: "Although it is very laborious, it is to be tempered and tempered."
Said, the narcissistic son sat down on the ground next to the bluestone board, not too dirty, a mysterious connotation, reaching out to raise a strong wind.
This wind is actually more effective than the wind with a fan drum, and the charcoal fire looks strong.
Fire is mysterious!
I noticed that the wind was burning, and Yunyun and Mu Qingya looked at them and they were envious.
I haven't found my own mysterious origin, and I don't think that the narcissism of the narcissistic son has the original attribute. It is worthy of being the king of the Jin family. I don’t know whether it is a gift of consciousness or a birth of medicine.
Although this fire system does not give birth to fire from the air, it does promote the fire of charcoal. It is used in the mysterious battle, with the effect of burning the erosion of the meridians, which is more advantageous than the absence of attributes.
"The wind is a little bigger, um, and a little bigger." Wu Hao commanded Zong Zhilian to control the temperament.
扈云伤 and Mu Qingya are on the side, waving their arms without hesitation to encourage.
The Xuanqi agitation can be used for cooking, and the surrounding teammates are still looking forward to it without any dissent, and they are so wonderful.
Such a slap of tea, the narcissistic son Zong Zhilian sweated out like a pulp, almost stopped the Xuanqi blast, and the voice was low: "I am exhausted, I am much more tired than my own practice, Dantian is It’s empty.”
However, there is no grievance in his gaze~www.wuxiaspot.com~ squinting his head and staring at Wu Hao’s masterpiece on Qingshi.
“Complete!” Wu Hao opened the semi-coke onion leaves, and the fine mutton inside was cooked, and it exuded a fusion of rich green onion.
"I have the greatest credit, let me come first!" Not waiting for Wu Hao to order, Zong Zhilian struggled to get started.
You are also welcome to take care of the clouds.
Mu Qingya used bamboo sticks as chopsticks and picked up some for Wu Hao.
Wu Hao shook his head and said that he had already eaten and let Mu Qingya be polite.
Wu Hao is stunned and can't eat any more. If you don't want big breasts...
The physical intake in the mind has reached a critical point. If you eat again, the evolutionary body will become rich and hip to store energy.
The traditional practice of onion and blasting meat has made the three people appreciate it.
“Treasures!” Jin Yun’s speech was concisely evaluated.
Zong Zhilian, who runs out of Xuanqi, relies on a large stone, and hehe praises: "Every silk meat exudes a green onion, and the combination of green and red is so matched. I am worthy of this mysterious gas!"
Just after saying this, Zong Zhilian suddenly realized that the roots of the sacred atmosphere in Dantian had been refined. He suddenly said: "I have achieved the degree of depletion of Dantian and rejuvenation for the sake of food. The average person is also difficult to practice. This is a great act of cultivation of Xuanqi."
Wu Yi knew it when he heard it. He smiled and said: "What is the good deed, is this the glory of food?"