Cooking in the Monster Shelter - Chapter 113

Slowly fry the foie gras with a low fire until golden on both sides, you can smell the mellow oily fragrance from the inside out. Lin Yu carefully put out the pan and put it on the plate, while Lu Yinge and Ming Chuan were responsible for bringing the food to the table.

It was very different from the usual lively atmosphere. Today, there is no one in the living area, not even Dracula and Lingxi. The empty hall was set against the bright white lights, and it rarely showed a sense of dignity and solemnity.

Mingchuan hasn’t left the orphanage for a long time. When he got on Lu Yinge’s coquettish sports car, he looked around curiously through the window. When he finally arrived at the shelter, he was restrained for no reason. Keep your head down while walking.

Several researchers stepped forward to greet Madam Lin, and the eyes of exploration fell on him inadvertently, making the young boy pursed his lips with flushed face, and subconsciously grasped Lu Yin’s shirt.

Under the influence of the devil, Mingchuan’s consciousness has condensed into a brand new entity. He is now non-human and non-devil, and has no contact with the existence of ghosts. If you want to know the mystery, you have to rely on the technical department to conduct related research.

Those rules and high-tech are not things Lin Yu needs to consider. After arriving at the shelter, the biggest question she faces is: What does Mingchuan like to eat?

Oh, there is also Lu Yinge, a dessert madman.

The food in the orphanage was light, and Mingchuan could not accept heavy spicy food for a while, otherwise it would greatly damage the intestines and stomach; although when she asked about the dishes she liked, the teenager answered “stir-fried cabbage and potato shreds” seriously and obediently. But these two dishes are too homely. In order to celebrate Mingchuan’s first day at the shelter, he must think of more delicate dishes.

Lin Yu thought about it, and finally set his goal on risotto.

Risotto is actually a pot of various ingredients, which is a bit similar to Chinese fried rice. Compared with spicy fried rice, risotto mainly has three flavors: salty, fragrant, and sweet. The ingredients are rich and the taste is rich. It can not only give full play to the maximum taste characteristics of food, but not too heavy flavor.

“Why is this rice milky white? Did you make a paste of butter and mix it with rice?” Lu Yinge frowned as he held the plate, showing a completely disgusting appearance, “This white, unknown sticky thing can be eaten. Swallowing butter and rice into your stomach, it won’t be food poisoning, right? And, what are these two pieces of meat? Beef slices?”

Lin Yu’s interrogative sentence from Barabala came in from his left ear to his right ear, and sat down beside Ming Chuan and explained softly: “This is risotto with butter and mushrooms, and the top two pieces are foie gras. Although the combination of cream and rice looks somewhat Strange, but in fact, their flavors can blend well. The milky scent dips each grain of rice into a sweet, fragrant and sweet taste, and the taste is very different from ordinary meals—try it.”

Ming Chuan nodded quietly and delivered a bite of rice to the entrance.

In fact, the creamy mushroom risotto does not look as bad as Lu Yinge said. The round rice is close to each other, and it is arranged in a very neatly round shape in the disc, because it is completely wrapped by the cream, and it overflows with a soft white light under the light.

The plump foie gras is well-behaved on top of the rice. After lightly roasting, it turns into attractive browned yellow. Because it is too plump, it can faintly reflect a few traces of grease. The whole dish is exquisite and neat, with the smell of milk, meat and mushrooms as if there are entities, and the brain rushes into the eyes, and the greedy worms are immediately hooked out.

Ming Chuan was involuntarily stunned for a while after waiting for a slight sip and chewing the rice at the entrance.

Lu Yinge felt terribly distressed and panicked: “Poisoned? Broken down? Loss of taste? If it doesn’t taste good, just spit it out. There is no need to force yourself to eat this dark dish. I can’t believe this stuff like butter fried rice!”

“No, it’s not.”

Ming Chuan was a little embarrassed, raised his eyes to face his four, and told him in a sure and sincere tone: “It’s because… it’s so delicious.”

After sensing the suspicious look of the youth, he added with a strong tone: “Really.”

Lu Yinge choked for a while and didn’t speak any more. When he got up and turned his head, he happened to look at Shang Lin Yan provocatively and triumphantly.

Under the circumstance of being completely dominated by the two emotions of unbelievable and reluctant to lose, the werewolf youth shook his ears abruptly, picked up the spoon angrily, and stuffed his mouth with food.

As his teeth opened and closed, Lu Yinge was also stunned for a while.

There is only one fluffy tail swaying and swaying, the amplitude of the dart and the speed of the swaying are so fast that it seems to be shouting silently: Ah! ultra! Happy! fast!

Risotto is a state between porridge and dry rice. Although there is a thick sauce covering each grain of rice, it does not turn into the texture of rice dipped in soup. The amount of various ingredients is matched just right, and it is delivered to the mouth. When I was inside, the first thing I felt was the creamy aroma.

The entrance of the rice is soft, moist and sticky. Unlike ordinary cooked rice, the rice grains in risotto are soft on the outside and **** the inside. When you bite it, you will feel soft and waxy at first. Once your teeth touch the depths, you will feel pleasantly surprised. Slightly pinched, full of chewiness greatly enriches the taste of the meal. The sauce is not as sweet and greasy as the cream in the cake. The thick milky aroma penetrates every trace of grain fiber and overflows at the moment of entrance.

The refreshing and delicious mushrooms are crispy and springy to eat, and it neutralizes the sweetness brought by the cream. The skin of the foie gras is crispy, the inside is plump and tender, and the plump oil spills between the rice, which matches with the soft texture of the rice grains, and can satisfy all taste needs in an instant.

Concubine Lin raised her eyebrows with interest: “How is it?”

Lu Yinge could not answer, waited for the milky fragrance of his mouth to fade away, and then began to chew vigorously.

The tip of the tongue is wrapped in silky meat. When you bite the foie gras, you can feel the tender meat and fat burst together, and the mellow and rich meaty aroma fills the entire mouth in an instant. The foie gras is rich in fat. Fortunately, the rice is neutralized. The gravy is melted into each grain of rice immediately after being bitten, and together with the thick cream, the original plain rice grains become very mellow.

What is this called, carnivore carnival, the ultimate gospel of dessert control, how can these two flavors cooperate so tacitly!

The sweet smell spread down his throat all the way to the bottom of his heart, Lu Yinge’s tail was still wagging, waited for a long time after eating a big mouthful, finally raised his head, and replied in a reluctant and awkward tone: “Alright, okay, very fragrant .”

Lin Yu smiled and pushed another plate in front of Ming Chuan: “Try this. This is Caesar salad, to relieve boredom.”

Caesar salad uses grilled toast, hard-boiled eggs, romaine lettuce, corn kernels and bacon as the main ingredients. The combination of vegetables and bread is fresh and delicious, which can best relieve the sweetness brought by too much cream.

The lettuce is cut into pieces of different sizes, and the gradual white-green color is like a refreshing cool breeze in summer. When placed on a dinner plate, it looks like a green emerald. The green vegetables have not undergone excessive processing, and they retain the original flavor. The mouth is fragrant and crispy. With the rattling sound when chewing, the fragrance of the plant suddenly overflows, washing away the greasy taste between the mouth and tongue.

Salads mainly include salad dressing and special sauce. The salad dressing made of olive oil, Parmesan cheese and mayonnaise is fragrant and sweet. The main ingredients of the special sauce are black pepper, mustard and black. vinegar. One sweet and one sour, the two flavors are fully mixed into the ingredients and become the finishing touch of the whole dish. The baked toast slices are crispy and crispy, the thick bacon is very tender, and the crispy texture of the corn kernels is wonderful, and refreshing juice will burst out when bitten.

When eating meals, a bowl of thick soup is essential. Considering that most of the children like sweet taste, Lin Yu chose pumpkin soup.

Pumpkin soup is simple and quick. You only need to remove the seeds and skins of the pumpkin, and put it into the juicer together with milk and whipped cream to form a rough shape. The cooking steps of this soup are simple, and the important thing is how to match the amount of various raw materials to perfection. Because no extra ingredients are added, the sweetness of the pumpkin itself is maximized. The fragrant and sweet soup is warm and hot. When swallowing the throat, it seems to penetrate the heat into every cell, and the whole body is filled with warmth. Aroma.

“I can’t tell, your craftsmanship is actually pretty good.”

Lu Yinge drank another big mouthful of soup and grew upright with satisfaction: “By the way, don’t forget my maca—”

He was talking leisurely when he was suddenly interrupted by another familiar, clear male voice-Dracula and Lingxi came out of the elevator, the former grinned at them: “Oh, Lin Yan and Gogo! You guys! What are you eating?”

He blinked and stopped on Mingchuan’s pale cheeks: “Who is this kid?”

“My target is Mingchuan.” Lu Yinge glanced at Lin Hao and explained lazily, “I happened to meet Lin Hao when I brought Mingchuan back, so I asked her to make a meal.”

Good job, enough for friends.

Lin Yan secretly gave a thumbs up in her heart, then nodded pretending that nothing happened, her eyes were clear and sincere: “Do you want some sweets?”

“Think about it!”

Lingxi’s eyes glowed, and when he leaned out from behind Dracula, he revealed two huge shopping bags in his hands. He was in a good mood, walked to Mingchuan, and involuntarily took out a large amount of snacks from the bag and gave him: “We just bought it, give you some-my name is Lingxi.”

Lingxi has a mad personality, and he is usually careless and inconsistent. Ming Chuan had stayed in the depressive atmosphere of the orphanage for a long time. Suddenly seeing such enthusiastic peers would inevitably be a little uncomfortable. After a few seconds of daze, he nodded gently and thanked him, blushing, and took the snacks from the other party.

Concubine Lin sat on the sidelines and watched without saying a word, quietly letting out a sigh of relief. You Lingxi takes care of him. Mingchuan’s life in the asylum will not be too boring. When the truth about the Linguang Orphanage is made public, he should be able to gradually emerge from the gloom of the past.

Her dangling heart finally fell, and after hearing a familiar sound, it suddenly hung directly below her throat—

That voice belonged to a certain young man, and although his tone was cold, he was very respectful. He only said two short words, but the clear voice line can grab everyone’s attention in an instant, not to mention those two words are too imaginative.

The blond young man wearing a pure white shirt stood at the end of the corridor, and the azure blue pupils reflected a few ray of water at the moment they saw Lin Hao. When he stepped closer, he actually bowed and bent his knees just a few minutes from Lin Lin, put his right hand on his chest, half-kneeled to the ground and saluted the knight.

Then he said: “Master.”

the host.

This term is ambiguous and weird, and shouldn’t appear in daily life in any case. Dracula was dumbfounded like a little chicken, looking straight along his line of sight, impartially, just falling on Lin Hao.

Concubine Lin reluctantly pulled out a smile at him.

The young man kneeling on the ground was not someone else, but the knight Xia Zuo she brought back from the castle. Although Concubine Lin had already announced that he had restored his freedom and would no longer be fettered by any lord, the other party seemed to insist on identifying her as the leader and kept calling the “master master” constantly.

But this guy shouldn’t have been confined to the wall below the ground to think about it! What is going on now! This is too strange and embarrassing!

Concubine Lin and the knight who was kneeling on the ground looked at each other, trying to hold him up with a smile. As for how to explain the relationship between the two to others…

This is a big problem.

She was thinking about how to make up her head, but she didn’t know that Dracula, who was on the side, had already staged a 1800s sadomasochistic drama in her mind.

The pale and handsome pure youth, the little girl who seems harmless to humans and animals but hides her scheming, airtight rooms, taboo games, this is obviously some kind of indescribable play that everyone knows! Knock him to death Knock him to death! I didn’t expect you to be this kind of Concubine Lin!

Concubine Lin saw his expression and knew that this guy must be crooked. She explained in a hurry, but couldn’t think of other excuses that could be used instead, she could only say in vain: “It’s not what you think.”

As soon as this sentence was finished, I realized something was wrong.

She and Xia Zuo met during the task force’s mission, but with her current identity in the eyes of everyone, it is impossible for Lin Yu to tell the truth straightforwardly. After thinking about it, only Dracula’s rhetoric was the most feasible.

Without the embarrassment of being exposed, she should feel lucky.

But why do I want to cry a little.

Lin Fengping was murdered. Qichuan City trembled violently and his concubine was expressionless, Lu Yinge shook his whole body with a suffocated smile, and a pair of wolf ears swayed, almost pointing to her face and laughing out loud.

“Look at our little poor, did you come to the asylum to find Concubine Lin?”

Dracula looked like a confidant big brother. He didn’t know that the “poor little” he was talking about was the undead knight who once frightened the shelter: “It’s really hard work for you!”

“It’s not hard.” Xia Zuo raised his eyes to look at Concubine Lin, his spotlessly clear eyes were firm and gentle. “The place where the master is is where we are looking for.”

He was very verbose, and he couldn’t get away from the red tape of the Middle Ages. Dracula heard sincerely and nodded: “Good, good! Good! Romantic enough!”

Concubine Lin: …So what you are talking about is not the same thing at all, okay!

“Um,” Dracula and Xia Zuo talked to each other, and they had already talked about the topic of “Master’s Flogging”. Lin Yu really didn’t hear, and turned to take a look at Mingchuan, “I think I can Explain a little bit.”

“It’s okay, sister.”

Ming Chuan blinked at her, showing a very considerate appearance: “As long as it is you, I can accept it anyway.”

burst. Fried. Sex. hair. Words.

Lingxi widened his eyes and gritted his teeth: “Such words are too lethal! Who can refuse, who can!”

Dracula felt ashamed, and vomited a mouthful of old blood: “What’s the situation? Is it the number two player!”

The asylum was suddenly filled with joyful air. Dracula and others saw the status quo of the asylum: the huge Shura Field where the harem was on fire.

The status quo of the asylum in Lin Yu’s eyes: the scene of the victimization of the collapse of a set of people.

The living area was in chaos, Lu Yinge looked around as if watching the excitement, his ears kept shaking.

Dracula and the others are not clear about Lin Concubine’s entanglement with Xia Zuo and Lin He, but he generally knows a little bit.

Mr. Werewolf, who has not had a relationship with the opposite **** for more than 20 years, drank sweet little pumpkin soup and thought to himself: Why is Lin Lin always surrounded by a large group of people as members of the task force, but he even half of it. Can’t even touch a peach blossom?

The Bone Madame I met in the last mission was smashed with a punch by him. She is still in the “Lu Yin Ge ptsd” and can’t get out. She trembled as soon as she heard his voice; the half-devil met in the last mission. He was very fond of him. After he came to the shelter, he tried every means to create a chance encounter, but he forced a book called “The Birth of a Deformed Baby—On the Reproductive Isolation between Different Species”; as for the previous mission That magic sheep…

He and his partner were so hungry that they made it into roasted whole lamb and ate it.

In short, when Lin Yan and the anomalous creatures hugged, talked, lived and died together, and walked side by side on the street to watch the sunrise, he was mocking the girls, spitting fragrance, and attacking them. And, the knowledge of popular science biology.

Lu Yinge:…

okay. That’s all right.

He decided not to think about this issue anymore, and instead focused all of his attention on the messed up people, and looked at Concubine Lin with smirking eyes.

Let her wave back and forth, and finally get retribution. Dracula’s **** turned his head right now, and it was impossible to stop there, that is to say, there will definitely be the next victim who suffers his brains later.

Sure enough, the moment this thought flashed through his mind, Dracula’s voice also sounded at the same time—

“Wait,” Dracula paid special attention to Lu Yinge on weekdays, and just glanced at the food on the werewolf plate, he smelled a sweet and tempting cream, “Gogo, don’t you hate sweets the most? Ouch! Yo, why are you almost eating the CD?”

—Oh, it turns out that the next victim is not someone else, but himself.

What a ghost! Why would he be forcibly involved! After watching the excitement, I found that it was my own house that was on fire!

Lingxi took a few steps back, and after making sure that he was in a safe range away from Lu Yinge, he couldn’t help but sigh: “Do you really like this dish, or is it someone who likes cooking?”

Lu Yinge couldn’t help it, almost spitting out a mouthful of pumpkin soup.

Dracula and Lingxi looked at each other and smiled at each other: “He, indifferent and solitary, arrogant and bloodthirsty, is the number one lone wolf of the Qichuan City Task Force; she is clever, clever, ignorant and innocent. Evil little cook! When he meets her, what kind of spark will he collide with?”

Lingxi used the baritone to recite the poem, and said it was a passionate and enthusiastic voice: “Everyone in the asylum knows that the task force Lu Yinge is unsmiling and cold. However, according to a staff member, one day when When he passed the kitchen in the living area, he actually saw Lu Yinge pressing the new pastry chef! On! Wall! On! Dear! The little girl was so teary from the kiss, the man grabbed her waist and whispered tenderly: ‘ Cream is sweet, and you are sweet too.’”

Lu Yinge looked at them both blankly.

Naive and well-behaved? Innocent little cook? Tears of being kissed? Come on, is Lin Ma in your heart like this?

Don’t say anything about “Pinch your waist and press on the wall to kiss”, with Lin Concubine’s terrifying fighting power, if he dares to touch that guy’s waist a little, he will definitely be punched directly.

Although I don’t want to admit it, if he and Lin Yu are to be written as novels in this format, the plot can only be like this:

She is indifferent, arrogant and bloodthirsty, and is the chief captain of the Qichuan City Task Force; he is a well-behaved, ignorant and innocent, and is a sweet-loving food-control little wolf. When she met him—

The next day, a fragrant and attractive wolf meat hot pot appeared on the table.

-Obviously such a development is more in line with human settings!

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Oh oh oh, it’s time to enter the main storyline!