Gao Ming used chopsticks to pry open the crab shell.
The crab roe was full.
He used chopsticks to pick up a piece of crab roe and handed it to Bu Jia’s mouth.
“Taste it, this is delicious!” You can smell the crab roe without having to eat it in your mouth.
The seafood here is really fresh.
Gao Ming dug his chopsticks into his mouth, with a satisfied smile on his face, "It's delicious, let's go to the beach to catch some flowers when the flowers bloom."
If only there is soy sauce.
Sado and Landa are not interested in crabs, they think that the crab roe is so small and the meat is less, it is better to eat barbecue.
Bu Jia just wanted Gao Ming to feed him, and the two shared a crab intimately.
By the stove, Landa sat on a small stool, grabbed a bamboo stick in one hand, and gave it to Sado. He smiled and said, "Look at what I do. It's better to sprinkle with chili."
Landa is a heavy taste, every time it is spicy. If it doesn't work, you have to put it inside.
Gao Ming and Bu Jia have been joking, but Landa can eat it, and the two of them will not say anything.
The carefully grilled wolf meat skewers were handed to Sado, and Landa looked forward to it, "Try it, this is delicious!"
Sharing what hd think is delicious to others, this is happier for Landa than eating it myself. The meat skewers are full of red chilli noodles, and Gao Ming can't help but feel cold sweat for Sado.
As far as he knows, Sado can't eat spicy food.
"Landa is it too spicy, right?" Gao Ming said.
Sado held the bamboo stick, crossed his heart, put it on his mouth, half gone.
Landa leaned over, expecting. "Is this pepper delicious? Isn't it spicy?"
"No, it's not spicy." Sado's forehead was sweaty, not to mention that his nose was red. Bu Jia couldn't see it. In the past, he said. "If you can't eat it, let it be less spicy. Landa and Sado can't eat spicy food."
Landa's eyes were disappointed, and Sado stammered and quickly said.
"Good, delicious, I can Eat."
"Really?" Landa's small eyes were shining.
Gao Ming stopped Bu Jia, forget it, one of them wanted to fight and the other wanted to endure, and they didn't want to get up to annoy people.
Of the three crabs, Gao Ming ate one and didn't move. Landa and Sado didn't like to share one, but Bu Jia ate one under the expert feeding.
After a few bites of grilled fish, Gao Ming didn't eat it again. Instead, he switched to bamboo skewers. After a meal, his entire stomach was filled with meat, greasy.
"Do you drink soup?" Gao Ming clutched his stomach.
After eating like this this winter, he is likely to become fat again.
Landa licked it, licked its mouth, was greedy by Gao Ming during this period, and started to get used to drinking a bowl of hot soup at night.
Looking at Gao Ming with bright eyes, greedy said. "Can you?"
Bu Jia opened his eyes again, and then weakly said. "Brother Xiao Ming, I still don't want to drink."
Gao Ming touched Landa's head funny.
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Prehistoric Chef [ Danmei MTL]
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