"Guru, Guru."

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Chen Yang's stomach was protesting against his master. He had worked for more than six hours, but he did not eat well, which caused it to be extremely uncomfortable. The stomach acid concentration was far exceeding the standard. His cousin and tongue were also protesting that he had not eaten anything delicious for six hours.

Chen Yang quickly set the grill on fire.

Now that the storage space is large, it is time to eliminate this set of cooking tools.

Chen Yang thought that he could buy a small gas tank, then build a gas rack, and bring a complete set of kitchen utensils to make the food more operable. For example, try curry shrimp, curry crab, or buy food from outside and bring it in for cooking.

After Chen Yang cleaned the garlic, he took out some ginger and green onions.

In their place, most of the sand and garlic are used for soup and boiling. The soup is very thick and can be compared with some puffer fish soup, and the method is very simple.

Chen Yang took the lead in chopping ginger and green onions into fineness.

Then he cut the sand and garlic into pieces with a quick knife, and the whole wooden stake made a "double and slap". He didn't know when his sword technique suddenly became very smooth.

In the past, I helped myself in the store and could only kill up to fifty fish a day. There were more people behind it. During festivals, it was normal to kill one or two hundred fish a day. Gradually, I had the illusion that a human sword fitted, as if as long as there was a knife in my hand, even a god could kill it for you.

Add oil to the pot.

Chen Yang stir-fryed the shredded ginger, then poured the cut sand garlic and stir-fryed for a while. When the fragrance wafted out, the sand garlic was slowly rolling up due to heat. Chen Yang immediately added water and cooked it.

This step is very critical.

It’s the same as when making fish head soup, you must fry the fish head first. This way, the soup will be more delicious and thicker.

The rest is to wait slowly.

Next, Chen Yang dealt with the blue crab caught by Xiaobai, and removed the internal organs and lungs as usual. By the way, he squeezed out the black stool in his butt. To be honest, the stool was really smelly. If it was not squeezed out, it would still be a bit shit-like after cooking.

The blue crabs were also cleaned.

Put it in another pot and steam it.

When Chen Yang was cooking, the two stupid dogs were staring at him like Husband Stone, without blinking his eyes, and their tails were swaying rhythmically. Dahuang looked OK, but Xiaobai's 250-year-old saliva could no longer be controlled.

After cooking, Chen Yang, who was idle, took out some chicken from the storage space and prepared to roast some for these two stupid dogs to eat.

Speaking of which, they are really life-threatening.

Meet a good person like him.

If he hadn't met him, Xiaobai might have been bought by those who were fighting dogs. Even if he had no eggs like this, he would have been bitten and bruised all over his body and finally sold it to a dog meat shop.

Dahuang is even more lucky. Local dogs like him have always been the favorite of dog meat shops. I guess they don’t even need to go to the battlefield and go directly to the pot. Sometimes Chen Yang thinks that local dogs are really spiritual. When Dahuang looks at him, his dog face looks so grateful that he is dying.

After grilling a few pieces of chicken.

Chen Yang threw it to them directly.

And my own food is almost done. The thick sand and garlic soup is boiling, and the lid makes a puff sound, and the heat and fragrance are constantly coming out.

Chen Yang, who was already very hungry, swallowed his saliva in a ruthless manner, just like those two dogs, his eyes fixed on the pot of soup. Speaking of which, he hadn't eaten garlic soup for a long time, and remember that the last time he ate it was when he was a child.

At that time, sand garlic was still a very common seafood. When he was on the Lianjiang Beach, Lao Chen always held a shovel and thorned it on the beach. Almost every time he shoveled it, he could dig the sand garlic very accurately. He carried a bucket and followed behind to find out the sand garlic he had shoveled.

At that time, garlic was still very cheap.

Sometimes when the family's economy is not enough to slow down, Lao Chen will dig some sand garlic and sell it in the city. One pound can be sold for four or five yuan. Now the price of sand garlic has risen nearly twenty times, and it will cost at least 80 yuan per pound.

Think about how time passes so quickly.

His soup is ready to drink.

The blue crabs are already ripe.

Even if he is the only one, life occasionally requires some sense of ritual. Chen Yang sets up the bowls and chopsticks, scoops the garlic soup into the bowl, smells it first, revealing a happy expression.

At this moment, he didn't want to speak.

I just want to drink soup.

The lonely foodie is online again, and it is difficult for Chen Yang to tell others that the feeling of eating delicious food alone may look lonely in the eyes of outsiders, but Chen Yang doesn't feel that when the food blooms in the taste buds.

Everything is a cloud.

There is only one thought in my mind.

It tastes good, another spoonful.

I can't stop at all.

Half an hour later, Chen Yang, who had eliminated the sand garlic and blue crabs, clasped his hands together at the seafood that he had eaten, and said lightly: "Thank you for the hospitality."

After eating and drinking.

Chen Yang was lying on the beach chair and was about to take a nap. He felt that next time he came, he should bring a pair of sunglasses, so that it would not be so dazzling. Chen Yang looked at the wooden house he built, and it was really incredible to say that.

This dead house with almost zero hands-on ability has accomplished such awesome things unknowingly. Now there is only one roof missing. If it goes well, you might be able to build a wooden house today. Next time the rainstorm comes, you won’t be afraid of having nowhere to hide.

However, Chen Yang looked at it.

His face suddenly became bitter.

Why is he so stupid? The storage space is already full of seafood. If you need a lot of wood to build this roof, can you pull out the seafood and throw it back into the sea? Chen Yang thinks this is impossible.

Do you continue to use manual movement? Looking at the place where the palms are blistered, the newly grown skin feels a slight pain. No matter what you say, you won’t be so stupid.

But how can I move so much wood?

Chen Yang looked around and looked at his four-wheeled motorcycle, almost forgot about this. Although its horsepower is not particularly large, it is still okay to drag a piece of wood or two.

Chen Yang, who had been resting for a long time.

After getting up, I drank the bottle of Red Bull, put the chainsaw and rope on the four-wheeled motorcycle, I still carried the anti-wolf spray with me, kept honking the horn, and went to the woods where I logged.

Dahuang and Xiaobai, who were also full of food and drink, seemed to understand that they could go out to roam again after hearing the sound of the motorcycle. The moment the fence opened, they stepped open and ran.

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Chapter completed!