Later, I’ll leave you a cup of deer blood to drink. Conway is half-teasing and squints at Gu Mengmeng.
Gu Mengmeng spat and ran a few steps away. I’ll scold him later. I don’t want to drink you.
Conway nodded and agreed that I wouldn’t miss the chance to drink deer blood. It is said that Tibetans will drink deer blood, and I will try to see how strong it is.
Gu Mengmeng blushed.
She was really defeated by this man who is everywhere in qing.
Outside the sentry post, the soldiers built a pavilion that was simple but could shelter from the wind and snow. Conway dragged the deer to the snow outside the pavilion, covered it with snow, and then walked into the pavilion to magically take a broom from the corner.
Brush and clean the floating snow inside, then point to the trace of the ground and say mysteriously, guess what it is.
Gu Mengmeng looked down and went to his feet to dally with a hint of doubt. Did you go too far here?
Conway’s smile in his eyes is better than fire, but we often barbecue rabbits here to have a rare tooth sacrifice.
Gu Mengmeng suddenly realized that this pavilion seems to be their old stronghold.
Then are you going to eat it here? Gu Mengmeng pointed to the deer buried in the snow and asked
Well, it’s okay if you’re not in the company. I’ll go back and call the cookhouse squad Xiao Liu to bring the guy. You just wait and see here. Okay, Conway kissed her, her cheeks turned red with cold and ran away.
Gu Mengmeng picked up a broom and cleaned it carefully. She found that the stone was built in the pavilion, and the decent stone pier was used as a stool. A few times to put the barbecue oven and a pot of wine red mud to warm the stove, the artistic conception came.
I think eating venison is a bit more interesting in this way.
Conway brought a chubby Xiao Liu, a cookhouse squad, with a handful of armed forces behind him.
They are all loyal supporters of barbecue, and after arranging the venue near the Spring Festival, they waited for dinner and chat, so they followed Conway.
See ourtenant greet them Gu Mengmeng bite a sister-in-law call don’t be so kind, when they see the fresh red tender deer in the snow, eyes have made a similar hungry Wolf light.
Barbecue guy, pots and pans, barbecue, long iron brazing, all of which are sharp knives. Even after Zhuge Xiao took out two bottles of authentic Erguotou from his arms, everyone present, including Gu Mengmeng, felt that life in Yimu River was so beautiful.
Everyone works together to remove impurities from venison, cut it into large pieces and put it in a pot. Remove impurities from onion and carrot, wash it separately, slice celery, remove impurities and wash it, and put it into a venison pot. Add refined salt, monosodium glutamate, yellow wine and pepper to pickle it for a while.
People put about two bowls of deer blood and brought it in.
This is praised by the world for nourishing the sacred bright red thick plasma, which keeps Gu Mengmeng away, but it’s really a good thing in Yimu River. Conway didn’t monopolize them. A group of men drank a clean one by one with the bowl.
Have some Conway, open your mouth and tease you to stay away from Gu Mengmeng.
She glared at him angrily and turned away. No
Drinking deer blood is still a generation
In this busy way, the fire was burning, and the venison was cut into pieces and put on the brazing oil rack in the charcoal oven. Soon, the oil droplets came to the fire and the fragrant smell drifted around.
I don’t know who has poured the wine on the table
The combination of wine and meat has aroused everyone’s vigorous appetite.
Gu Mengmeng clung to Conway’s side and remembered reading a dream of red mansions when I was a teenager. I appreciated the glass world best. Snow white, red plum, powdered incense, baby cut the red smell. Once in Xiangyun’s words, do you know what the true celebrity style is? You are all false and lofty, and the most disgusting. We will eat and chew, but when we come back, we will be grateful. This is the true family. Kang Shuang Feng coughs and spits on pearls and jade. It’s not good to drink ice in midsummer.
Roasting venison, a kind of eastern game, was also the standard flag food style in the capital in those days, so it’s a pity that Beijing wants a meal like Xiangyun’s iron stove, iron fork, iron wire, hot mouth and Beijing-style barbecue, but it’s hard to get all kinds of exotic scenery
Today, she had a chance to cut the scarlet letter in Yimu River, which is even more comparable to Xiang Yun’s girl. Chapter 277 Color wife.
Eating venison, Qilian’s long instructor didn’t attend.
It’s better for the company to keep a low profile and turn a blind eye, but it’s better for Yimu River to ask the soldiers not to violate the big rules and endure it in small places.
On the night of 29, a group of people were carefree and
Conway left two pieces of roasted delicate venison wrapped in oil paper and let the soldiers quietly put it in the company commander’s room. He didn’t go because Gu Mengmeng was a little drunk with Erguotou.
Looking at the woman with a drunken eyes and a red face holding his neck and jumping amazing words from time to time, he could almost run and take her back to the dormitory.
From today to the fifth day of the year, the engine will run at high load to ensure the needs of the Spring Festival.
Warm spring in the dormitory with heating and furnace
Conway put Gu Mengmeng in the bed, went to the boiler room to make hot water, passed by the company commander instructor’s house and heard the cooing inside.
Damn it, the company commander broke the gong voice
The instructor is more elegant. Well, Xiao Liu’s craft has improved again.
Lao Xing eats venison too late, but he knows that.
Instructor, tell the truth. It’s hard to hold back when you’re running.
It’s the company commander’s turn to be confused. He seems to have taken a big bite of venison and said angrily, Damn it, Lao Xing, you are really not human.
YD laughed inside and Conway couldn’t bear to be caught off guard.