OK!

Just as she was worried that she could not vent her strength, Shu Yiting didn't think much about whether this job was suitable for her. She was excited to pick up the axe and rushed towards the pile of wood.

Tang Ming covered his face with one hand and smiled bitterly: Now, he is really going all the way to the tomboy.

Everyone was busy with their own things. Tang Ming thought about it and went to the warehouse on the lower floor of the villa and took out a ham pig's hooves that had been marinated before.

Take it back to the kitchen, burn it to darkness on fire, and place it in hot water to clean it repeatedly.

Afterwards, he came to the chicken pen.

After taking a look at the dozens of pheasants, big and small, inside, they called the Great Sage: Which of these chickens don’t like laying eggs?

The Great Sage looked in and began to point fingers.

Tang Ming nodded, entered the chicken circle, and caught all the ones pointed out by the Great Sage.

Amid the clucking sound, the chickens were all brought together by Tang Ming holding their wings.

After looking at it, the Great Sage's observation ability is really not weak. These chickens are all very fat, but because they are too fat, the chicken oil blocks the place where the egg is laid, so it cannot be laid.

This kind of chicken is just right for soup.

He happily carried the hen back to the camp. Tang Ming tied his legs and then hung them in a row on a bamboo pole.

Put a bowl under each chicken head, and the bowl contains clean water and a little oil.

Then, his sword flashed across his hand, and others could see clearly what was going on. A large stream of blood flowed into the bowl on the chicken's neck.

Is the Slag God going to make a big move? Kill 5 chickens at a time?

If other survivors see this picture, they may be able to beat their feet with pain.

I have a hunch that I have something delicious to watch today.

I'll read it, the better it looks, the more poisonous it is. Recently, I've seen that everything I eat is not fragrant, and I've been thinking about delicacies all day long.

So you are stupid, not like me. Every time you have something delicious, you will make a bowl of instant noodles. You will eat it and forcefully replenish the fragrance. It is so delicious.

Talent!

On the island, Tang Ming killed a few chickens and dripped blood. After taking a lot of ribs and big bones in the basket, he chopped them into large pieces of appropriate size.

Then, he put all the dead chickens in boiling water and soaked them for a while, took them out, and began to pluck their hair quickly.

Seeing him, Shu Yiting put down the axe in her hand and ran to help.

What delicious food should I make when I get so many chickens today?

After getting along for a long time, Shu Yiting could feel something strange after Tang Ming made a little move.

you guess?

Xinjiang big chicken?

wrong

Guangdong white-cut chicken?

wrong

Beggar chicken!

Still wrong.

What is that? I didn't know how many dishes were named, so I asked me to guess and just say it.

Boiled cabbage!

Tang Ming smashed his mouth and said.

Boiled cabbage? What the hell? Why do you kill chicken with boiled cabbage soup?

So, what's the use of asking? It's terrible to be uneducated. I don't know such a famous state banquet dish. Don't tell others that you are having sex with me when you go out in the future.

Tang Ming despised.

Whatever you have, boiled cabbage can also become a state banquet dish. How poor were the country at that time?

Tang Mingyi covered his face: Stay away from me, otherwise I feel that IQ will be lowered by you. It turns out that I have developed limbs and simple minds? This woman has become so stupid.

So, Tang Ming simply stopped talking to him, and the two of them started to fight together, and the five chickens were quickly plucked.

Tang Ming burned the small fluff on his surface with hay and began to break his stomach.

The chicken gizzards and thicker ones were left behind, and the rest of the internal organs were thrown on Lin Chong and the others' dining table.

Then, Tang Ming took some of the dried scallops that he brought back yesterday and put them together with the pheasant and chopped ham and pig's trotters. After the water in the pot boils, put the scallops in and blanch them.

Then there are pheasants and finally pig's trotters.

After blanching all the odors, Tang Ming boiled a full pot of water again, then put all the ingredients in, and then put ginger and green onion into it.

After the high heat boiled, a lot of Huadiao wine was poured into it. Then, he pulled out a lot of wood, pressed the constant temperature switch of the golden pot, and made it into a low heat and simmered it.

This time the stew lasts for three hours.

Taking advantage of this time, Tang Ming chose another piece of lean pork, chopped it into a paste, and put it in a bowl and set aside.

Then he also removed the chicken breasts left when he was dealing with the chicken before, chopped them into broth and put them in another bowl.

Then, he came to the vegetable field and began to select cabbage.

After a while, I came back with a dozen Chinese cabbages.

But I didn't rush to do it and put it aside.

At this point, the ingredients needed for boiled water cabbage are basically prepared.

However, Tang Ming looked at the things at hand and frowned slightly.

As a god of food, can you only follow the steps?

Obviously impossible!

The next moment, he had already arrived at the beach. He grabbed a few large abalone in the net containing abalone, washed it and removed the internal organs. After passing the boiling water in the ear pot, he washed it away the fishy smell, and put it in a large iron pot with slow simmering on low heat.

Then, he took out a few ginseng beards from the space while others were not paying attention and threw them in.

Finally, he brought in the remaining few monkey wine and poured some down.

I have to say that the power of treasures is powerful.ωωw..net

The addition of the following ingredients, the aroma of the soup base was originally bland and tasteless and not stewed, and the monkey wine played an absolute role.

This time, Tang Ming closed the lid with satisfaction.

Although the dishes are free and you can add anything, there is a principle that must be followed, that is, you cannot conceal your taste.

He clapped his hands and had nothing to do for the time being. Tang Ming let the soup stew in the pot and came to the two African brothers who were juicing sugarcane.

The two of them were really unable to do anything about the sugarcane in front of them. After a long time of struggle, half of the few sugarcane left was not made.

Because Tang Ming's juicer was not very big, the two of them had to cut the sugarcane skin into small pieces before they could juice it.

Tang Ming looked at it and frowned a little. He couldn't help but look at Lao Tie who was looking for stones in the distance. He seemed to have forgotten to ask the two of them about the origin of the sugarcane.

However, even if they don’t ask about this kind of thing, they will take the initiative to say it. Why has it been a day since they opened their mouths?

With doubts, he came to the old men.

Brother, what are the stones you want for? We searched for a long time and it seems that they are not as good as you want.
Chapter completed!