"Come on, come on, make it!" As the mutton was put into the soup pot, the original bright redness of the mutton gradually faded away, and a grayish-white color replaced it. The smell of the room was also stimulated by the saliva secreted by Jiang Hai and others. Finally, when the soup pot rolled again, with Jiang Hai's order, everyone's chopsticks also immediately attacked the mutton in the pot. The first bite of mutton that Jiang Hai picked up was not dipped, but ate it directly.

When the mutton is put into the mouth, a special fragrance is constantly echoing in the mouth. The mutton has a faint smell of mutton, which is absorbed into the soup base of seafood in the soup. The meat is firm but not difficult to bite. A slight bite can completely break the meat. The feeling of q-surgery is constantly impacting in the mouth. This is completely different from beef.

This is the familiar taste of Jiang Hai. He frowned slightly. Jiang Hai suddenly felt a little moved. If he couldn't eat such mutton in the United States, what should he do? Suddenly he wanted to introduce some sheep from China.

"This mutton tastes really good. Where did you think this mutton was bought from? I'll get some back to the U.S. to raise it." Jiang Hai asked Fuyuan while constantly holding the meat in the pot.

"Don't think about this. This mutton is a nationally protected variety. It is breeded in that area. When my father went to buy it, everyone there had to kill the sheep before selling it to my father. Do you still want to buy a living body? Anyway, I have no choice." Fu Yuan, who was here, shook his head and ate it while saying to Jiang Hai.

Hearing his words, Jiang Hai couldn't help feeling helpless. You said that this person is called the Global Village every day, but he couldn't even communicate with each other. Humans are really hypocritical! But he didn't think much about it at the moment, but started eating directly.

A lunch was so satisfying that everyone was eating, seven kilograms of mutton and side dishes were not counted. After five bottles of beer per person, lunch came to an end for the time being. Then Fuyuan and others cleaned up the table and started playing mahjong. As for Jiang Hai, he was lying on Fuyuan's sofa, checking on his mobile phone how he wanted to buy the ingredients he wanted to get to the U.S. imperial examination.

But I didn't know if I didn't check it, and I was really shocked when I checked it. Thinking about it over the years, I have always heard that a certain country has been banned from China through some channels, from weapons and ammunition to fish species and cattle species, and everything.

But in fact, China's embargo on foreign countries is more strict, such as the famous rice seeds, which cannot be taken out.

You can buy rice because the rice does not have the ability to retain seeds now, but the seeds cannot be used, even if they can only be planted for one season.

There are also living animals. For example, meat donkeys, no matter what kind of meat donkey they are, they are embargoed abroad.

The cattle are also embargoed. The US imperialists do not sell Chinese Angus cows, and the island countries do not sell Chinese Wagyu cattle, but China does not sell Chinese scalpers.

In addition to these things, such as this kind of sheep, there are also some protective black goats in some areas. Takeout is not allowed. As for pigs, there are also countries where takeout is not allowed.

For example, the British Buckshy pig, the Iberian pig, and the domestic Tibetan incense pig, it is not easy for these pigs to be taken abroad. Looking around casually, Jiang Hai couldn't help but squeeze, as if his thoughts were about to die.

"Come on, have tea!" Just as Jiang Hai was feeling emotion, Fu Yuan here also came over with a cup of tea and drank wine. Although drinking strong tea is not good, drinking some green tea is still very comfortable, at least they think so.

After putting the tea on the coffee table beside Jiang Hai, Fuyuan left very much, and Jiang Hai looked at the tea cup in front of him and sat up.

To be honest, Jiang Hai does not like to drink tea because his father likes to drink tea when he was a child, so he also drank it with him. According to children's perception, tea is neither sweet nor fragrant nor fragrant, and has no milky taste. The bitter taste is indeed not very delicious. And the most important thing is that when you drink tea, you will drink a mouthful of tea residue, so he does not like to drink tea, and he has never paid attention to these.

But today, when Jiang Hai was stunned when he saw the tea made by Fuyuan, he saw a complete tea bud in the transparent glass cup, rising and falling, which was indeed different from the tea leaves he had seen before.

It looks like the one performed on TV. Although I don’t know how the tea soup tastes, at least from the surface, it’s pretty good. I hesitated for a while. After all, after drinking, his mouth was very dry, so I picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The moment the tea soup was in the mouth, there was a slight bitterness, but after the bitterness, there was a sweet feeling, which might not be felt when I was young, but now Jiang Hai fully felt that the natural fragrance kept flowing between his lips and teeth, and even he instantly felt the scales on his body increased by one point faster.

"This tea! There is such an effect!" As the tea soup entered his throat, Jiang Hai also breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was just a cup of simple tea, Jiang Hai felt that his mind suddenly became clearer, and the most important thing was that it seemed that this tea really had the effect of stimulating the increase of scales. Thinking of this, Jiang Hai also put the cup down.

"Fuyuan, where did your tea come from!" Jiang Hai asked loudly at Fuyuan, who was still playing mahjong there.

"This tea was given to my father by someone else. I heard it costs more than 2,000 yuan per pound, and it seems to be something like Maojian." Hearing Jiang Hai's words, Fu Yuan here said to Jiang Hai while playing cards.

"Mao Jian? Mao Feng..." When Jiang Hai heard Fu Yuan's words, he was stunned for a moment, then searched the Internet and couldn't help but chuckled, but it was the same. Whether it was Jiang Hai or Fu Yuan, they actually didn't know much about tea.

Now Jiang Hai suddenly felt that the tea seemed quite delicious. In addition, it seemed that the tea had a stimulating effect on the scales on his body that he became interested. At the same time, he also decided to buy some tea and go back. He didn't care about it. What he cared about was that this thing must be effective!

He was no longer polite now. He was drinking tea and playing with his cell phone, thinking about what he would bring when he went back.

Although I am rich in the United States, I can buy what I want to eat, but there are some things that come from different origins and taste the same.

For example, pigs, sheep, tea, and sauce, I was thinking about going back quickly yesterday, but unexpectedly, after coming out and swaying around today, he found that he had really bought a lot of things.

Before we knew it, it was also at night, we ate shabu at noon and roasted lamb at night.

The mutton was cut from the black goat. Xu Wei took the lead and marinated it first, using cooking wine and ginger to remove the fishy smell, plus fennel, sesame, pepper, pepper, starch, and MSG. If you are willing to eat spicy food, add a little chili powder. The marinated mutton will have no mutton smell that no one can accept, and there is no too much stimulating taste. While retaining the original sweetness of the mutton, other flavors are added, and then baked in a baking dish. The flavor of the roast is tsk, Jiang Hai really doesn't know how to describe it. In Jiang Hai's impression, the mutton should have this taste.

Although in terms of taste, mutton may have a much worse taste than Jiang Hai's special A-grade snowflake frost-fall beef.

However, this kind of practice is not available in the United States. Although Mrs. Philipmon takes Jiang Hai’s money, she really won’t spend so much time baking these things. Even some Western chefs are just more comfortable in using Huohou.

It tastes delicious, but for Jiang Hai, it is not as delicious as his favorite.

Another meal was served. Several people drank almost the rest of the wine they had left today. They drank until almost twelve o'clock in the evening. Everyone fell asleep in a daze because men didn't need to pay so much attention to it. Fu Yuan and Xiang Hua went to his house to sleep, Xu Wei and Huang Yuanfei slept on the sofa, Jiang Hai pulled a quilt and directly slapped the floor in the living room.

The building in Fuyuan's house has just been built in recent years, so the paving is also hot. There is no need to worry about being cold at night and there is nothing to say all night. With Jiang Hai getting up the next morning, there was no sign of his buddies waking up.

Based on the principle that when he woke up, he could not let them sleep more, Jiang Hai went to the balcony and opened the window. The north wind in winter mixed with snowflakes, which blew their tears down! The two sleeping on the sofa instantly got up.

In view of the reason why they couldn't sleep and others couldn't sleep, they quietly opened Fuyuan's door. This time, everyone stopped sleeping. After going to the bathroom in a daze to solve their personal hygiene problems, a group of five people cooked three kilograms of dumplings at Fuyuan's home. Generally speaking, during the Chinese New Year in the Northeast, there may not be many other things in the family, but there must be some dumplings, and everyone woke up as soon as they got a stomach of three kilograms of sour meat dumplings.

After helping Fuyuan clean up his things, everyone left in Xu Wei's car.

By the time Jiang Hai returned home, it was already afternoon. He had a casual meal at home. Jiang Hai was not idle in the afternoon, but went to a nearby supermarket. A service agency like this usually opens for a while during the day, but it used to be closed until 8 o'clock in the evening and 10 o'clock in the evening, but now it's four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

This time Jiang Hai is going to buy a lot of things, so he needs to prepare in advance.

After taking a taxi, he went to a large supermarket close to his house. He first went there to sweep a circle of sauce and pickles. These things were all brought by me. Some domestic sauces were also sold abroad, such as Lao Ganma, but the prices were all outrageously expensive. They sold for six or seven yuan in China, and sold for more than ten dollars abroad. The price difference was dozens of times!

In addition to Lao Ganma, there are also Xiangqi sauce and garlic and spicy sauce. Jiang Hai is a little fed up with the pasta sauce, and these sauces are still reliable. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!