Doomsday Pavilion

In fact, the crocodile is the only surviving offspring of the ancestor dragon, and its survivability and adaptability have long been MAX, and its upgraded half-crocodile dragon is even more outstanding.

This half-crocodile dragon is 15 meters long and weighs eleven tons. It is more like a flesh and blood mecha creature. There are few opponents in the same rank. The hideous bone armor and protrusions are as hard as steel.

Lin Chou took out the slender cold iron soft knife that he had never used before and made a gesture. It was 20 centimeters in length. It was a idiot to want to stab the crocodile dragon to death. It was just to give him half a year not to sit in this hole. I guess. The half crocodile finally starved to death rather than stabbed to death.

Decisively changed the sun and moon shovel, and the shovel "chat" along the back of the half crocodile dragon's head, the half crocodile dragon's body twitched slightly, and died instantly. This was the quickest and painless method of death he could think of.

The half-crocodile dragon's skin is more than ten centimeters thick, and it is covered with hideous keratinized bone armor and scales, which is difficult to handle and not suitable for eating.

What's more, the half crocodile dragon is a Tier 4 monster, and the price of its leather armor is staggering. Why is Lin Chou willing to feed it?

He broke it open along the belly, peeled off the skin directly, cut off the crocodile palms and a crocodile tail that was more than one meter long, and put it away in a calm manner.

Gungun won't pay him for meals, well, it's just a cost.

In fact, Lin Chou was a little tempted the moment he put down Xiao Qiu, and he should just let this foodie go back to the forest.

But when I thought about it, I was willing to give him such a favorite bow, which really touched the soft part of Lin Chou's heart.

The feelings of animals have always been so pure that they can't get a single trace of anything in them.

Lin Chou wanted what it had in his hands, and there was enough reason to keep such a message from other beasts.

Besides, TM is a sixth-order horror. People just don't leave. Who dares to shove it?

Dispose of the internal organs of the half crocodile dragon, fill a pot of beef bone broth seasoned with salt and Sancai snake wine in the abdomen, fill it with water and sew it up, hang it high in a cage above the barbecue platform, and set it on fire.

Adding water or broth to the abdomen is a common method for processing large animals. After heating, the inside and outside are cooked at the same time, the outside is crispy, and the inside is fresh and tender, and the cooking time can be greatly reduced.

The half-crocodile dragon meat is divided into two colors, light pink near the joints, and the rest are pink and white, with fine texture, both the wild scent of land beasts and the fresh scent of aquatic creatures, but this The incense is almost completely covered by the fishy odor carried by the crocodile, and it is difficult for ordinary people to catch it.

Lin Chou chose to roast with fresh iron wire vines to remove fishy. Of course, there is no need to go too thoroughly. It seems that it is more suitable to retain some wild flavors for adults.

The half-crocodile dragon meat roasted by an open flame quickly made a crackling sound and began to curl. Lin Chou lowered the iron cage and poured the oil on it as evenly as possible in a small bowl, and continued to bake, turning it over again. After two hours of roasting, the whole half-crocodile dragon became golden and attractive and full of fragrance.

Lin Chou waved his hand, "Take it away."

"Wow."

Kumong carried the whole half crocodile dragon and was about to run. Seeing the hot temperature as nothing, after thinking for a while, Kacha removed the half crocodile dragon's head and sent it to Lin Chou outside the house.

"You can eat it yourself."

"Wow!" Lord Gungun floated away quickly.

Lin Chou let out a hey, and took out the fat forefoot of the half-crocodile dragon that was more than half a meter long from the fresh-keeping cabinet.

"This is a good thing!"

Foodies in the base city once commented that the crocodile belly has outstanding umami taste, tender meat, and the skin is rich in gum, which is the most delicious part of the half-crocodile dragon.

Lin Chou sneered at this, the ignorant thing, the palm of the crocodile, is the kingly way.

The half-crocodile dragon's palm is a collection of various essences. The flesh, bones, and muscles are all in it. It is rich in cortex and glue. Judging by the instinct of a cook for food, this thing is difficult to handle, what crocodile belly, It can't be compared with it at all, it's a huge difference!

For the tougher parts of animals, Lin Chou still prefers red paw.

First boil the water with shallots and ginger, blanch the water with the palm of the crocodile for three minutes. The internal and external temperature is consistent and the muscles are slightly tightened.

When it was taken out again, the skin just formed ice crystals and became hard, while there was residual temperature inside.

Taking advantage of the freezing of the epidermis, this is the easiest time to remove the scales and outer keratinized leather armor.

After carefully removing every layer of old skin and sharp claws, the crocodile's palm became much more beautiful, with the pale gray skin showing the pink inside.

When the pan is boiling with oil and a lot of blue smoke is coming out from the hot pan, use a colander to lower the palm of the crocodile, roll it out again, and apply a layer of soy sauce on the surface of the palm with a brush. Repeat this three times. The final frying time is short. Long, when the crocodile palm is taken out, the epidermis looks like a bright red pine skin.

Put a large casserole on the stove, add a chopped guinea fowl, beat the beef ribs, and reluctantly put in a large piece of ham, green onion, ginger and garlic, fill it with water, and put a steamer of just the size above the casserole, Put the crocodile palm in it, close the lid, and steam.

It takes four hours to steam the crocodile palm. Lin Chou took the opportunity to feed the fence and the homeland trees to a full meal. The innards of the good fourth-order half crocodile dragon are poured into the water and served with a whole guinea fowl. There is no better breakfast than this.

A few more hunters were provided with lunch—the hunters also knew that it was impossible to ask Lin Chou to come three times a day like last night. Besides, the price of Lin Chou's food was distressed for half a month the last time.

The people guarding the yard, but Lin Chou was deadly idle.

Four hours later, the crocodile palm is about to be steamed.

Lin Chou filled a bowl of casserole with most of the broth remaining, put it in the pot and boiled on high heat, added soy sauce, chicken fir mycelium, mixed starch and boiled it into a rosy thick gorgon juice, and poured it directly on the steamed crocodile palm.

"Huh.. It smells so good!"

Lin Chou put the crocodile palms on the plate and put them on the Zhongdao platform, and commented on it himself.

"The soup is thick and shiny, ruddy and shiny, which is not bad."

Touching the palm of the crocodile with chopsticks, I saw the palm of the crocodile trembling and shaking like freezing in the plate, and it took nearly two minutes to stop gradually, and from time to time, crystal gelatinous gel poured out and condensed from the cross section.

In the old days, Lin Chou's father once said that there was a famous chef in ancient times who was good at making beast's feet. , It is like a rippling water, and it looks like a beautiful flower, attracting pity and pity.

Lin Chou wondered that he hadn't reached that Realm.

"Well, palm flesh is glutinous."

Smiled slightly, "Then, let's eat!"

Use chopsticks to lightly pick the crocodile palm, under the bright red juice, there is a white and tender flesh like a bright moon, trembling slightly between the chopsticks.

"Huh~"

The frozen meaty entrance of the crocodile's palm was gently squeezed, and it melted completely in the mouth. Unexpectedly, before he could feel the taste of the crocodile's palm, the soup poured down his throat and entered the stomach and intestines.

Lin Chou's mouth is whispering, and the fragrance of the crocodile's palm is lingering, and it seems to compose a moving love song in his mouth.

"Roar!"

As soon as Lin Chou opened his eyes, he saw Billow squeezing his big face into the back door of the kitchen, squeezing it into a strange square, his dark eyes staring at him, full of a thousand words.

The expression on his face is like a milk cat whose owner has stolen the dried fish, betrayed, hesitated, struggling, helpless, wronged, and eager to cry.

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