But coarseness also has the advantage of coarseness, that is, fast irrigation. Soon they filled up all the lean meat and got some big Red sausages.

The sausages are tied into small sections with ropes rubbed by bark. Bai Qingqing roasts a section in the stove. Unfortunately, the fresh casings are too crisp, and they crack when they are burned. The meat almost falls into the fire.

Bai Qingqing had to string the meat with iron sticks and bake it directly. However, the taste really surprised her. It was so delicious that she couldn't say it. Compared with the roast mutton kebab on the road, it was not much more, or even better.

Bai Qingqing roasted the meat for everyone to share and left some pieces for Vincent. I don't know if the taste will change after it's cold.

Today's atmosphere is especially lively, some of the feeling of the new year, perhaps because of the killing of a pig symbolizing the new year.

Bai Qingqing has been stealing dishes from the pot. When one of Parker's dishes is cooked, she is half full.

Finally, the pig blood used to replenish Bai Qingqing's blood is hard for them.

"Directly into the pot?" Parker scooped up a bowl of blood and tried to pour it.

Bai Qingqing hurriedly stopped him, "don't do no, I remember that all the pig blood I eat is square, so pour it in and it will boil into a pot of blood!"

A few drops of blood came out of the bowl and fell on the clean and smooth stone floor, attracting leopard cubs to scramble and lick.

"It's better to drink it fresh," said Curtis

Bai Qingqing immediately remembered that Curtis had forced her to drink raw blood. Her face turned white and she shook her head hurriedly: "no drink, no drink even if she died."

"Square, solid? Do you want to cook it with flour? " Puck guessed that it was strange, but flour is a magic thing, which can always make food extremely delicious. Maybe he did so.

Bai Qingqing immediately shook his head: "I remember that chicken blood can coagulate itself into blood clots. Is the time for blood letting too short?"

Hesitantly, Parker tentatively poured some plasma into the pot. See blood flower a while billow, very quickly be like egg flower in boiling soup surface congealed into a piece.

Bai Qingqing immediately flashed a surprise in her eyes. "That's it. Let's go."

Parker smirked and poured the whole bowl of blood in.

The boiling of the soup slowed down, and there was a flocculent blood clot in it. Bai Qingqing immediately took a piece of it. Although it was different from the phenomenon, it had a good taste, even because it was thin and bubbly.

It seems that the pig blood can coagulate when boiled directly. After knowing the method, the pig blood is easy to deal with. Parker cooked the pig blood alone for a while.

Pig blood is made successfully, but it's too hot. This pot of pig blood is full of bubbles, like a large sponge, which is different from what Bai Qingqing often eats.

But she likes it better. It's easier to smell bubbles.

"Well, the dishes are all ready. Qingqing, go to eat them." Parker urged, as if to avoid something.

There are so many delicious food today. Qingqing must not think of eating intestines.

However, Bai Qingqing had been thinking about pig large intestine for a long time. How could he forget that he pointed to Parker's bowl in the inconspicuous corner and said, "there is another dish."

"Well "Ah!" Parker urged him to pull down his ears and continue to wash and fry.

He purposely fried the pig intestines to make them taste worse, but unfortunately, he was so skilled in his craft that no matter how casual he was, the dishes he fried were full of color, fragrance and taste.

Shrug your nose, eh, it smells good.

Parker was surprised to attribute the fragrance to his extraordinary cooking.