Chapter 2618 Delicious Dishes and Strong Feelings

"Let's eat, put away your weapons." The chef came over and called out, it's time for dinner.

The weather was good, so there were fewer types of food, and the chefs were lazy.

Fish fillet with sauce, braised scallops, minced fish jelly, alligator meat with wild vegetables, fish head and tofu soup.

Li Yi added fried fish belly with scallions and fried emu eggs with garlic sprouts. He ate three meals of fish fillet with sauce, and the chef should be eliminated, although the sauce was different each time.

He didn't drink the fish head and tofu soup either, and replaced it with mushroom and wild spinach soup. The mushrooms were blood-red rivet mushrooms, and the wild spinach was local.

"This is mine, who dares to control me?"

Li Yi was still mumbling while making mushroom soup. In his time, the locals didn't know how to eat wild vegetables.

Then people from his country came here, old men and women, and when they saw it, oh my god, there were wild vegetables everywhere, all edible.

Hurry up and dig them up, take a plastic bag to put them in, there are also here, a large piece.

The descendants of the exiled criminals saw it and said it was illegal. It belonged to the court and there was private land.

You can throw it away when you get old, but you can't dig it up. It's against the law.

If some locals learn to dig it up, it's not a waste of resources and should be encouraged.

The other two countries in North America have a large land area. You can't grow vegetables on wasteland. It's illegal to grow vegetables on it.

Especially where do the seeds come from?

People in his country at that time felt uncomfortable when they saw wasteland, especially land that could still be used to grow vegetables.

So they went to the wasteland outside the university campus to grow vegetables to accompany their children studying abroad.

They couldn't sell it after planting. It would be illegal to sell it. Give it to them. Is it okay? This is okay.

Those who accompany their children to study can grow it themselves and give it to others. They are all given to teachers and students at school. Whoever wants to eat it can pick it by themselves.

Now Li Yi feels a kind of venting pleasure. It's my territory, so I want to pick wild vegetables.

Li Yi knows that his current state is a kind of mental illness. He doesn't care. Anyway, he is happy.

The survivors used their own big bowls to serve food. If there were other utensils, they would not use them. They wanted their own. If the plates were not good, they belonged to others.

They served the dishes first, and served as much as they wanted, and put rice on top.

They used chopsticks to scoop food into their mouths, and then ate some pickles, feeling that they had gained everything in this life.

The survivors were still in a trance for so many days, sometimes awake, sometimes dreaming.

Nightmares at midnight, waking up in a sweat, the more you care, the more afraid you are of losing.

When eating, you scoop food quickly and chew slowly, cherishing every bite of sweetness.

"The taste of the dishes seems to be getting better and better." Yin Sizhen commented after taking a bite of the fish fillet with sauce.

Li Yi agreed: "When there are many dishes, it is a struggle, and the worse the conditions, the more tenacious. When the weather conditions improve, cooking is enjoyment, and excellence is sought."

He found that the four dishes were indeed sublimated, and some dishes were cooked every other day.

He could even imagine that the chefs would consider how to cook before cooking, and then adjust which aspects when cooking.

That is, every dish made in a big pot will be fine-tuned. Ordinary people can't taste it, but the chefs know it themselves.

Chefs have their own pursuits and self-confidence. They will see how much of a dish is left over and why it is left over.

They analyze which people like to eat what, men, women, the elderly, children, indigenous people...

This is the style of Lijiazhuangzi. Li Yi never approves the food manual rules made by tire makers.

Which country are you from when you make tires? You go to China to find judges who hate you. Can they represent China?

The locals of Oriental Pearl Tower hate you so much. They are Chinese. When you eat in other places, don't you decide according to their taste?

Do they have this qualification? Who voted for them? Representatives?

In terms of food, when will it be the turn of foreign countries to set rules for China?

"When we go back, Lijiazhuangzi will publish a book."

Li Yi decided to be the referee himself, and the others should get out of here. French dishes are not good.

Ordinary French dishes are unpalatable. Only the top ones can be tasted. It's not like I haven't eaten them before.

The national ideology itself is different. The French dish is for showing off. The upper class would arrange broccoli well.

The definition of Chinese cuisine has always been hometown food, and the best food is the food cooked by the mother.

After the status of women was improved, the food cooked by the father was added.

When that group of people was gone, it was the food cooked by the descendants.

The situation of the army is unpredictable and the shape of the water is unpredictable, so I started to make steaks and salads. I felt good and continued to study Chinese cuisine. Western food is a pleasure.

"Another tribe was found. They lit torches to hunt. No, not hunting, but attacking. They were hunting crocodiles..."

The little robot suddenly spoke, and the image was given on the big screen. An airship was shooting in the sky. The light was not very good and there was no active light.

At a river bend where Li Yi had no records at that time, the natives lit torches and threw "pheasants" into the river.

The crocodiles pounced and bit frantically, and the natives threw their sharpened spears hard.

There was a man dressed as a witch doctor yelling, and next to him was a boy of seven or eight years old who was missing his left calf and had many wounds on his body and was spitting blood from time to time.

The small robot on the airship sent out infrared rays and merged the data with the normal field of vision.

"Seven hundred and twenty kilometers, I'm leaving."

After seeing the image, Li Yi threw away his chopsticks and ran away. When he ran, he first carried the little girl Zhuozhuo on his back, then carried the little girl Qingdai in one hand and Li Guizang in the other.

When he got to the beach outside, a new aircraft suddenly appeared under his feet.

The aircraft landed on the deck half a minute after it took off, next to the helicopter. UU Reading www.uuｋanshu.net

The three children were stuffed in, and the helicopter started up, taking off with a buzzing sound, and rushed towards that location at a speed of more than 400 kilometers per hour.

There was still a fight over there, and a group of natives threw food crazily, and people jumped up with both hands grabbing wooden spears and stabbing down.

Some natives even jumped on the crocodile's head and smashed the crocodile's eyes with sharp stones, then the crocodile rolled over, and people fell into the water and were bitten by other crocodiles.

More people jumped down to stab, smash, dig out the crocodile's eyes with their hands, open their mouths to bite, and support the crocodile's mouth with their hands and feet.

In an area, crocodiles were crowded and rolling like maggots.

Sixty fixed-wing vertical take-off and landing drones suddenly took off from cruise ships and yachts, and they were faster.

After flying to a certain distance, thirty drones and another thirty drones approached synchronously, and the current was transmitted, and the thirty drones slowly fell to the ground.

Thirty drones continued to charge, and there was only 120 kilometers left. Twenty drones exchanged energy with ten drones and flew to the side to land.

The last ten drones had white traces of airflow diversion in front of their noses, and they were supersonic.

When they arrived at the place, they dived directly into the water, accompanied by the kinetic energy of the speed and the energy of the explosives on the plane. Rumble, rumble, the entire water area and the ground were shaking, and water columns rose on the water surface.

Whether it was crocodiles or people, they were frozen in an instant, and the people who jumped in and the crocodiles spurted blood from their mouths and noses.

More than 20 warriors and more than 600 crocodiles ended their lives in the roar, and other natives had their heads covered and ears covered, and some fell on the shore.

"Good! Good fight!" Guo Ziyi waved his fist, he didn't care about the life and death of the twenty warriors.

If he was in the same situation, he would also be willing to die, die together, it's worth it.

There is a place for me in the Martyrs' Cemetery, right next to the Tianshu of the Tang Dynasty, where children can play to their heart's content in the middle of the night.