Chapter 1217:

But thick also has the advantage of thick, that is, it is fast. Soon they filled all the lean meat and got a few big red sausages.
Sausages were tied into small pieces with rope twisted by bark. Bai Qingqing roasted a piece in the stove. Unfortunately, the fresh casings were too crisp and cracked as soon as they burned.
Bai Qingqing had to skewer the meat with an iron pick and grill it directly. However, she was pleasantly surprised by the taste. The deliciousness that she couldn't say was nothing more than the kebab on the roadside. It was even better.
Bai Qingqing roasted the meat for everyone to share, and left a few slices to Vincent. I don't know if the taste will change after cold.
Today's atmosphere is particularly lively, and there is a feeling of New Year, perhaps because the pig that symbolizes the New Year is killed.
Bai Qingqing kept stealing the dishes in the pot, and when Parker's table was ready, she was half full.
In the end, the pig blood used to replenish the blood of Bai Qingqing was embarrassed.
"Pour it directly into the pot?" Parker scooped a bowl of blood, and was going to pour it.
Bai Qingqing stopped him, "Don't stop, I remember that the pig blood I eat is all cubes. If you pour it in, it will boil into a pot of blood!"
A few drops of blood spit out of the blocking room bowl and fell on the clean and smooth stone floor, attracting the leopard cubs to scramble to lick-lick.
Curtis said: "Also drink it fresh."
Bai Qingqing immediately remembered the blood that Curtis had forced her to drink, and suddenly turned pale, shaking his head hurriedly: "Don't drink, don't drink even if you die."
"Cubes are solid? So do you need to add flour to cook?" Parker guessed, feeling weird, but flour is a magical thing that always makes food very delicious. Maybe it is.
Bai Qingqing immediately shook his head: "I remember that chicken blood can coagulate itself into a blood clot. Is this blood release time too short?"
Hesitant to see, Parker tentatively poured a little plasma into the pan. I saw the blood flower tumbling for a while, and soon it clumped on the surface of the boiling soup like plumeria.
A surprise flashed in Bai Qingqing's eyes, "That's it, let's do it."
Parker smirked and poured the whole bowl of blood into it.
The boiling of the broth slowed down, and a flocculent blood clot formed inside. Bai Qingqing immediately caught a piece of it. Although it was different from the phenomenon, the taste was not bad. Even because it was thin and there were many bubbles, it was particularly delicious.
It seems that the pig blood can be coagulated by cooking directly. Knowing the method, the pig blood in the back is easy to handle. Parker boiled the pig blood separately for a while.
The pig blood was successfully made, but the heat was too strong. This pot of pig blood was filled with bubbles, like a large piece of sponge, and it was different from Bai Qingqing.
But she likes it more, and it's easier to smell with bubbles.
"Okay, the dishes are ready, Qingqing go eat it." Parker urged, as if to escape.
There are so many delicious foods today, don't think of Qing Qing eating intestines.
Bai Qingqing missed the pig's intestine for a long time. How could he forget to point to the big bowl that Parker deliberately placed in an inconspicuous corner: "There is another dish."
"Ah ... hey!" Parker pulled his ears down and continued to wash the pot and cook.
He deliberately fried pork intestines unpalatable, but desperately, the craftsmanship was too skilled, no matter how casual, the fried dishes are full of flavor and fragrance.
Shrugging his nose, hey, it smells a little good.
Parker was surprised and attributed the fragrance to his extraordinary cooking.