Octopus Online Feeding Guide

The restaurant used to be a hotel, and it must have been responsible for the meals of the customers in a building. If you raise several pots at the same time and start cooking, the efficiency is very high.

Richel finished all the boiled fish, cleaned the rest of the fish head in the same way, added salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, oyster sauce and starch seasoning, brushed a layer of oil into the casserole, and spread a layer on the bottom Put onion dices and green onion and ginger slices, then put the marinated fish head piece by piece, cover and simmer for 10 minutes, then pour a circle of brandy along the edge of the pot without opening the cover, continue to simmer for a while, and then open build.

"Smells good." Adrian sniffed.

Richer picked up three or four pieces of fish heads and put them in an empty bowl. He placed a few red chili rings in the center of the casserole as decorations, urging him to serve.

"The casserole is very hot, be careful." He carefully wrapped a few wet towels around the octopus' tentacles.

"Aren't these pieces of fish heads put together?" Adrian was a little curious, is he going to cook something else?

"You serve it up first, and I'll eat it after it cools down." Richel pushed him out of the kitchen.

Jacob ran in like an earthquake, holding up a large piece of black bread that could be used as a pillow.

The bread was very dry and hard, and Richel asked him to take a rolling pin to break the bread and grind it into flour.

He took the prawns himself, peeled off most of the shells, leaving only the tails, made a slit along the back of the prawns without cutting it, flattened it, removed the threads, and chopped it lightly with the back of a knife so that it could be completely Stretch out and finish with a sauce topped with a dash of lemon juice.

"Boss, it's ready." Jacob ground the bread into bread crumbs, and together with him, Richel first dipped both sides of the shrimp with starch, then moistened it with the egg yolk liquid left over from cooking fish, and finally wrapped it Bread crumbs, the oil in the pan is [-]% hot, and start frying the hibiscus shrimp.

Adrian went into the kitchen and held the fish head to eat. He used to think that the fish head was too fishy and there was not much meat, but now he found that the skin and meat on the fish head were very tender, with the special sauce made by Richel. The taste of the juice, there is no fishy smell at all, only the deliciousness and sauce.

In the past, I didn't blame him for being picky eaters, it was entirely because I didn't meet Richel.Otherwise, the entire Xiyu Jiahai could eat him until the species became extinct.

In the pot, the three-layered shrimp meat is dripping in the fish oil, gradually floating on the oil surface, the black shrimp tail exposed outside the bread crumbs turns bright red, and the gray black bread crumbs become black and bright .

Richel picked up the prawns one by one and placed them on the plate in four or five circles. The hibiscus prawns were like sailing black boats around the center of the plate.

There, Richel placed a plate of strawberry jam.

In the same way, he left some prawns dipped in sauce for Adrian and Jacob, and continued to cook the following dishes.

"How does it taste?" Richel hasn't tasted it yet, "Will they get used to it?"

"They almost smashed the plate and chewed together." Adrian took a bite of the prawns, the bread crumbs were crispy and the crumbs fell off, the moisture in the prawns was well preserved, tender and juicy, and the faint scent of lemon and brandy still remained In the meat, the slightly sour taste is matched with the sweet strawberry jam, which has the taste of being in love.

"Try it too, it's delicious." He put a tail of hibiscus prawns in the mouth of the busy person, feeding his beloved one, when he turned his head and saw a head emerging from the flames, wanting to steal it from the stove on something.

His tentacles are overwhelming.

Richel was kneading the dough, glanced at it, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

Not enough.

He stuck out his tongue and turned his head to chase the shrimp, but caught the corner of Adrian's lips just turning his head.

A flash of surprise flashed in the emerald green eyes, and he put his arms around his waist and pushed him to the side of the table.

A hibiscus shrimp fell on the table, and Huo Miao hurried to get it, but was amputated by a skeleton hand in mid-air.

Lei Sini grabbed the dark shrimp and looked left and right, inhaled through the two holes in his nose, and didn't smell anything for a long time, so he just threw it into his mouth.

The mandibles rattled up and down, there was no tongue, and they couldn't even stir the food in the mouth. The shrimp went in the mouth and fell out from the row of breast ribs.

Little Skull took the shrimp out of his body, intact, staring at it with dark eyes, and the soot showed a sighing skull on top of his head.

Tongues of fire brushed his face lightly, consuming ashes and cobwebs from him.

"Don't be persistent, Lord Lesney."

When the last dish was served in the private room, the swelling at the corner of Richel's mouth hadn't subsided, and Adrian's left cheek was even more swollen.

A fist mark was shining brightly.

The pirates upstairs were drunk in the corner one by one, belching with dizzy eyes, and still licking the corners of their mouths with their tongues.

Adrian glanced at them in disgust, and took the dishes back.

"They are all drunk, wasting these good dishes, we eat by ourselves."

The customers in the lobby on the first floor were almost gone, and only a few were still buried in eating noodles. They brought the dishes to the long table next to the stairs, sat around the table, and raised their glasses for a drink together.

"Thank you for your help these days." Richel said gratefully, "The restaurant business is getting more and more prosperous."

"We also opened our eyes and tasted unparalleled delicacy." Chelsea supported his head with one hand, and caught Lesney who was about to slip away beside the seat with the other hand, lifted him to the seat, and patted him the back of his head, sitting next to him.

"It will only get busier in the future." Richel said with emotion, "making syrup, the second chopsticks training class, and going to Midtown for publicity."

"Isn't there already a customer from Midtown?" Adrian asked, picking up a chopstick and eating fried noodles with boiled fish.

It was too spicy.

"Yes, but not many. Some rich gentlemen or knights have never seen them step here." Richel said, "If we attract this part of the city, the remaining 50 people on the second floor Each guest room can be converted into a private room.”

"It's simple, promote it again in the dream." Chelsea said, anyway, they have already lost face once, and they don't care about losing face again. "At that time, the entire race in Liberty City will come to our restaurant to eat."

The octopus raised its eight feet against it.

"Let's slowly open their stomachs and eliminate their prejudices with the training of candy cubes and chopsticks." Richel said, now they can make candy and are not afraid of anything.

"Tomorrow we will go to Midtown to promote a wave."

Adrian nodded and continued to fish for boiled fish, nothing is more important than dry rice.

Others obviously thought the same way, but they couldn't bear the hotness of boiled fish, and they had to pair it with several mouthfuls of wine and other dishes.

Lesney watched them, only to see the sky and the sky.

After a meal, Richel went to take a shower in the bathroom by the yard.Jacob is quite talented in building houses. He built a room with polished rocks, built a bath in the middle, connected the pipes in the kitchen and the yard, and put hot and cold water at any time, so he can comfortably sit in the Take a bath in it.

After sweating for a lifetime, I submerged in the water at this moment to wash away the sweaty smell and open the pores all over my body.

Comfortable.

The wooden door creaked slightly, and there was no more movement. He opened his eyes in a daze, and in the hazy hot fog, a few octopus legs sneaked in.

Richel watched helplessly as it slipped in through the door, crawled across the colorful pool, and just dipped into the water when there was a scream from the yard.

He lay on the rock wall and laughed.

After getting dressed and going out, Adrian was sitting on the couch blowing on his red-hot arms and feet.

"You don't have a long memory. Didn't you know that I used to use hot water in the shower?" Richel put down the hand that wiped his hair, and took his wrist and foot, "Let me see."

Adrian turned the man's back in front of him and continued to brush his hair, which he was now proficient at.

"Remember to eat but not to fight." Richel put the tentacles into the cold water, and the tips of the tentacles in the water began to be dishonest again, hooking the inside of his wrist to draw circles.

It was so itchy that he couldn't help it, so he patted the tentacles in his hand angrily, "Be honest."

"The face is also swollen from your beating." Adrian wrapped his remaining arms around him, stopped wiping his hair, and hugged him, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Richer, why are you so violent."

"Deserving it."

Seeing that he wasn't really hurt, Richer felt relieved, pushed him aside, and lay down next to him. Adrian's hands naturally wrapped around his shoulders and used them as a pillow for him.

Above his head is a bright moon and thousands of stars, almost indistinguishable from the sky in his previous life.

But at the moment, it is his partner, his house, his career, and his friends who are by his side.

You can also be a person in this world, right?he asked himself in his heart.

Because of them, he has a sense of belonging.

In this strange and dangerous world, there is a home.

Richel took out the hand of the person beside him, interlocked his fingers and folded them together.

Adrian rolled over and hugged him.

201

There were no candles in the room, and the white moonlight shone in from the six-page window, and the scarlet rags were flying, brushing the racks full of coats and hats, and there was a mess all over the place.

A gust of wind blew in through the crack of the door, bringing a cloud of ash, and the ash gradually gathered behind the door, forming a skeleton.

There was almost no place to stay in the room in front of him. Lesni lowered his head, sighed helplessly, put away the scythe, and began to tidy up one by one.

On the bed, Chelsea was wearing a decades-old tulle nightdress and a nightcap, sleeping soundly, only holding a magic wand in her hand, which showed that she was doing something.

The skeleton cleaned up all the clothes, sat on the rattan box, stared at the person on the bed, and remained motionless.

Jacob came back from playing wildly on the street, and made an agreement with the children in the neighborhood that he would continue to come out until tomorrow night.

He was picking out the key to the side door of the restaurant, and there was a colorful grouper pulling his trousers by his side.

If you look closely, it's not even knee high.

Hayle opened his big watery eyes and said pitifully, "Big brother, I got lost. There are evil vampires and werewolves fighting outside at night. Can I go in with you?"

Jacob blinked innocently and nodded.

It's doable to lie to children!

Hayle practically applauds his own wit.

As soon as he thought of this, his back collar was picked up by his fingers and brought in.

"Hey, just let me down."

He suddenly remembered, isn't this the one who beat him to the steeple of the opposite church with one finger?

"Put me down, you big-eyed monster!"

Jacob took him to the second room at the end of the corridor, opened the door, and shared his room with him.

With a click, the door closed.

How would he find Richel?

yard.

"After being scorched by the pepper, my tentacles...can't be touched at all." Adrian gasped softly, as if he was about to die, "It's so hot, it's about to melt."

"Don't say it." Richel covered his face with his arms, only showing the tips of his red ears, "Go back to the room."

"No."

"You are not allowed to eat chili from now on!"

"No." How could the octopus agree, "Honey, you are hotter than chili."

"Stop talking..." He scolded.

Upstairs, a pirate woke up a little bit from the wine, and with the cool autumn wind blowing in his face, he staggered to the window with his eyes wide open.

"Why...not on the boat?" He scratched his head and saw a vague octopus lying on a chair in the yard downstairs.

Throwing a wine bottle in his hand, trying to attract the attention of the people below, "Master Adrian! Come and drink." He said enthusiastically.

The voice literally exploded in his ears, and Richel felt as if he wanted to die.

A tentacles stretched out far and hit him hard on the head, and the pirate fainted again without saying a word.

"No one is there now..."