Roving Over The World/C54 Ghost Market's Eighteen Xianyu
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C54 Ghost Market's Eighteen Xianyu

Ling Shuangao took a deep breath and answered, "Drunk shrimp, steamed crab, coiling dragon eels, loach tofu, sweet and sour live fish, iron shell fish, dragon whiskers and phoenix claws, western goose liver, crispy sausage, dried chicken, goose duck roast lamb, roasted lamb, pig back meat, hump hump hump, live donkey, trice, monkey brain. "

After Ling Shuangao finished speaking, he looked at Lin Yuchen. Lin Yuchen, on the other hand, lowered his head and counted over and over again with his head lowered. After a moment, he suddenly looked at Ling Shuangao. " No, that's not right. Isn't that only seventeen? What's the other one? Could it be that I've missed it?"

"There's also a bowl of baby soup. " Ling Shuangao replied.

"What?" Lin Yuchen was shocked, "A baby?"

"Yes, a newborn or an unborn child. "

"Ah?" Lin Yuchen was even more shocked. "He even ate a child. How cruel. Is he still human?"

"What's so cruel about that?" As soon as Lin Yuchen finished speaking, he heard Ling Shuangao say, "Actually, any dish that was mentioned earlier is ten times, a hundred times crueler than this baby soup. "

"This? Why is this?" When Ling Shuangao said this, Lin Yuchen was completely stunned. Because in his knowledge, there was nothing more cruel than harming children. It was hard for him to accept it.

"This is cruel" Ling Shuangao replied.

"Cruel?" Lin Yuchen was stunned. "What kind of cruel method? Oh, I heard that you mentioned a few dishes that I seemed to have eaten before. For example, the roast goose and duck. How did you cook those dishes? " After saying that, he looked at Ling Shuangao with eager eyes.

He looked at Ling Shuangao again and looked at Lin Yuchen. He thought for a moment.

Speaking of which, this goose roast duck really had some history.

This goose roast duck was created by Zhang Yi and everyone knew it. Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changzong were pampered ministers in the later years of the Martial Queen, and although they had a photographic memory, There was no ink in their chests, but there were too many bad ideas. More importantly, the two of them were ruthless enough. Their hands were spicy enough, and the person fell into their hands. And if a livestock fell into their hands, it would be even worse, 'miserable'.

The so-called roast goose duck was to first place the goose duck in a large iron cage. Burning charcoal in the cage, and then pouring five flavors of juice into a copper basin. The goose and duck walked around the charcoal fire. When it was thirsty, it would drink the five flavors juice. When the fire was painful, it would naturally run in circles inside the cage. This way, it would not be long before it was cooked. Their fur would also fall off, and they would only die when the meat was roasted to a crisp.

As for Zhang Changzong, he was even better. This was also the work of the Ghost Market's Eighteen Xianyu, and it was Zhang Changzong who invented it. No, to be precise, it should be an improvement. Zhang Changzong had once again used the method of cutting off the flesh of living donkeys in his early years, but this Zhang Changzong was a genius. That was live cooking. First, the living donkey had to be fixed properly. Next to him was a pot of boiling old soup. Then he pointed out a part of the donkey's body and let the chef peel off that piece of donkey skin. Fresh meat was revealed. He poured the meat with a wooden spoon in the soup and cut it off after the meat was cooked. He put it on the plate and put it on the table.

The two of them also had a younger brother, Zhang Changyi. There was once when Zhang Yizhi passed by Zhang Changyi's house and really wanted to eat the horse intestines, so he moved his subordinate's horse over. He broke the horse's ribs and took out the intestines. The horse only died after a long time.

Later on, after the Martial Queen died, Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changzong were killed. The civilians cut their meat into small pieces and fried them. And the meat was said to be white and fat, fragrant and tender. When eaten in the mouth, it melted as soon as it entered the mouth, a bit like goose meat. A bit like donkey meat. Zhang Changyi, on the other hand, had two of his legs broken before taking off his heart. Then he died.

At that time, people said that this was their retribution for harming those geese, ducks, donkeys, and horses.

Even though the Zhang brothers died, they got what they deserved. However, this method of living was known among the people, especially the roast goose and duck. There are also many improved versions like the roast goose palm. Roast duck palm, say the roast goose palm. Even if the iron cage brazier was replaced with a hot iron plate, the goose would still be alive after the Roast Goose Palm was done. People would then chop off the Roast Goose Palm and eat it. The goose palm that was roasted like this was fat, thick, and fresh, and also very tasty. After taking a bite, his mouth was full of fragrance.

The world said that the Zhang brothers' tragic death was the reward of a goose, but it was the same as the Zhang brothers making the goose donkey. It wasn't that the world didn't believe in karma, but because the goose, duck, and living donkey were too delicious, even if it took the risk of being cut into pieces, they still had to taste it.

Ling Shuangao was still as simple as usual, concise and concise. He didn't mention anything that he shouldn't have, but he didn't miss out on anything that he should have said. After saying the roast goose and duck, he didn't forget to mention the live donkey.

After listening to Ling Shuangao's story, Lin Yuchen just stood there in a daze. He slightly lowered his head, expressionless and motionless. No one knew what he was thinking.

After a long time, he finally raised his head again and looked at Ling Shuangao. He said, "What about the other things? They are like roasted lamb, no, hump. No, no. That pig's back. That pig's back. That pig's back. How did this thing be made? Did it cut off a piece of meat from a live pig? "

"No. " Ling Shuangao shook his head. "It's a hundred times crueler than that. "

"Hmm?" Lin Yuchen was stunned for a moment. "Could it be that you are still like that living donkey, cooking on a live pig and watering it with old soup?"

"No. " Who would have thought that Ling Shuangao would still wave his head. "It is crueler than that. "

"Cruel?" Lin Yuchen was stunned again. To be honest, he did not dare to continue listening, but he still could not help but ask, "That, that thing, what is it? How did it be made?"

Ling Shuangao was right. This pig's back was indeed crueler than calling it a donkey.

He said that in order to make this pig's back meat, he had to lock a big fat pig in a house first. After that, a dozen strong men went in and each took a wooden stick. They chased after the pig and beat it. The pig was hit, it hurt. . . So it ran all over the house, shouting as it ran. It shouted and ran. What should we do at this time? He continued to fight, but he couldn't stop. The faster he ran, the faster he ran. The more miserable he screamed, the fiercer he fought. Until the pig was exhausted and couldn't run anymore, it fell to the ground and couldn't move. Only then did he stop.

Then it cut off a piece of meat from its back. When this pig was whipped, it would definitely use all of its strength to protect its pain. All of its essence would be gathered at its back, while the remaining meat would be extremely stinky. However, the small piece on its back was incomparably fresh and delicious. It was fragrant and not greasy, melting as soon as it entered its mouth. It was rumored that just a single bite was enough to last for a lifetime.

However, the meat on the back of the pig was only that small piece. Thus, about fifty pigs were only enough for one meal.

Lin Yuchen really didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Not long after Ling Shuangao told Lin Yuchen about the cooking method of the pig's back, there was a knock on the door. The dishes ordered by Ling Shuangao had arrived.

Ling Shuangao didn't order much. However, there were more than ten dishes. Perhaps he had already considered that Lin Yuchen might not be able to accept them, so he did not have any big dishes like roast goose, roast lamb, or monkey brain. Even so, there were a few dishes that attracted Lin Yuchen's attention the moment they were brought in.

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