Fantasy, Gourmet, Illustrations, Comedy, Meme, Farming. The champion of dessert aesthetics: Starlight Scallop. The advanced version of Starry Pie: "Uneasy Death." Boiled Cabbage with Chicke...
“With the same amount of energy, if you condense it into a house the size of a house, I condense it into a human head the size of a head, and someone else condenses it into a fist the size of a fist, then the damage caused when striking the same person will definitely be different. And if you don’t control this energy well, forcibly compressing it will cause it to explode, which would be counterproductive. Judging from the skills that Ye Zhizun is showing now, he can at least condense a person the size of a finger.”
As she spoke, Qingcheng gestured with her slender, white fingers.
Now the Peony Fairy understood, and exclaimed in sudden realization, "I never thought the reason behind this was so simple."
Qingcheng wished she could plant a big potsticker in the ground for her, but you're acting like an idiot.
However, she didn't say what she was going to say next, not because she didn't want to, but because the sudden fragrance made her completely oblivious to everything else.
Ye Feng had already sprinkled the prepared green and red chili sauce evenly onto the thin shrimp slices. After grilling them over charcoal for only a short while, the aroma of various seasonings and the delicious fragrance of shrimp filled the air.
If the combination of lamb skewers and cumin is like a battering ram smashing into your nose, then the aroma of chili and fresh shrimp is like an arrow piercing through the clouds and straight into your heart.
A layer of oil is brushed onto the thin shrimp chips that have been pounded, and the high temperature quickly turns the entire shrimp red. The temperature also makes the originally thin shrimp chips plump up again, making them look crystal clear and appetizing.
The reason I made these shrimp chips first is because shrimp cooks very easily, and they cook even faster after being pounded into thin slices. When eating barbecue, you have to enjoy it to the fullest. Although good food is worth waiting for, waiting too long will diminish your appetite, which is aroused by the aroma.
"suck…………"
"suck………………"
"suck……………………"
Almost everyone was doing one thing: taking a deep breath.
Moreover, both men and women are showing off their lung capacity to the fullest, as if they are afraid of missing out if they don't take a good breath.
"My goodness! This is the internal supply version of the food?! Just the smell is enough to make me ascend to heaven!"
"Although I've said it once already, I'll say it again: I want to join the Shushan Sword Sect, I'm willing to be a menial disciple! All I ask for is room and board!"
"I don't need accommodation, just meals are fine. Pick me, pick me, pick me."
The moment Ye Feng released the aroma of his shrimp chips, these people went completely mad.
They were extremely envious of the food served inside the Shushan Sword Sect.
After much anticipation, Ye Feng finally raised three skewers of grilled shrimp and said, "Alright, three skewers for everyone. Start eating now, the next dish will be ready soon."
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the three skewers of grilled shrimp were once again placed in everyone's hands at the same time.
The Blood Demon Ancestor chuckled, brought the three skewers of grilled shrimp to his nose, and smelled them. The aroma was so refreshing that it whetted his appetite.
Looking at the prawns, their tails and shells are roasted to a bright red, while the prawn meat is crystal clear. Red and green peppers are firmly stuck to the prawn meat, making one's appetite even stronger.
Not afraid of getting burned, Blood Demon Ancestor swallowed a grilled shrimp whole in one gulp.
"Crack, crack..."
The Blood Demon Ancestor had no intention of spitting out the shrimp shells, so the sound of the shrimp shells bursting in his mouth was clearly audible. The shrimp shells had been roasted until they were crisp and dry, unlike ordinary shrimp shells that were impossible to swallow.
And it was this ordinary grilled shrimp that had such an exquisite taste that it made those who came to freeload forget everything else.
Qingcheng exclaimed, "The shrimp shells are crispy, the shrimp meat is bouncy and firm, and the chili meat is soft and fragrant. At the same time, you can feel endless changes when you chew it."
As soon as Qingcheng said this, the girls from the Myriad Flowers Sect who were out of touch with the world immediately began to admire her: "Grandmaster is really amazing. I just think it tastes good, but if you ask me to say what makes it so delicious, I can't say."
Huanfeng and Jianglu on the other side were also discussing the taste of the grilled shrimp: "This taste is absolutely amazing. The freshness and aroma of the shrimp meat are not diminished at all, and Ye Zhizun's secret seasoning is the finishing touch."
Huanfeng said, "I knew it was good stuff after just one bite. It really lives up to its reputation as an internal version. Just eating three of them increased my cultivation by one percent."
Jiang Lu glanced at him disdainfully and said, "You're like Pigsy eating ginseng fruit! You can't even savor such a delicious thing. You ate it all so quickly just for a mere one percent of your cultivation. What a loss! This is a huge loss in your cultivation career!"
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Ye Feng's second barbecue dish was already on the grill. This time it was thinly sliced pork belly. While the pork belly was grilling, he also multitasked with marinating the fat around the edges of the grill.
Grilled pork belly is a specialty of Northeast China. It mainly uses the heart meat of the pig, and there is only one piece of pork belly on a pig. This meat is rich in fat, and when grilled by a master chef, it becomes tender and delicious, no less than beef or mutton.
Ye Feng poured the chopped pork belly into the basin, then added a lot of onions, garlic slices, ginger and other seasonings to marinate it. After kneading the onions with his hands, Ye Feng put the pork belly aside and began to focus on grilling the pork belly.
Grilling pork belly requires a high level of skill from the grill master, especially in controlling the thickness of the slices and the heat. If the slices are too thick, they will take too long to grill and won't release enough oil, making the meat very greasy. If the slices are too thin, they will dry out quickly when grilled, and the unique aroma of the pork belly won't be brought out.
Ye Feng is naturally an expert in this area. He cut the pork belly to a perfect thickness, and it was now sizzling with oil on the grill. Moreover, unlike chefs on Earth, Ye Feng has a unique advantage: he can control the heat of each skewer of pork belly at any angle!
Barbecue chefs on Earth can usually only flip the meat on both sides. Although there are self-service barbecue grills that can rotate 360 degrees, they can never do what Ye Feng does: precisely target the doneness of each part of each skewer of meat.
The immortals, including Chunlu Sect Master, Li Wushuang, and Jiang Lu, were once again left speechless by Ye Feng's skillful maneuvers.
"This guy is a freak. He makes such a fuss over nothing, even when he's just grilling meat."
"Doesn't he have a limit? Judging from the number of pork belly skewers, he must be doing seven or eight skewers per person. If that's the case, he has to control at least 280,000 skewers of grilled meat at different flipping speeds. Is he trying to do 280,000 things at once?"
"While observing the doneness of each skewer of meat, you also have to control the grilling angle to the most suitable level, and you also have to keep sprinkling various seasonings. It would probably be impossible to do everything at once."
"If this person integrates this level of control into the sword formation, using 280,000 flying swords to perform different sword techniques, and then operates their natal flying swords according to a specific grand formation, how terrifying would their combat power be?"
"A sword formation of this caliber would likely risk death even for those two realms above them. The flying swords of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect are simply too sharp."
"abnormal."
"abnormal."
"abnormal."
Seemingly having reached a consensus, the three of them almost simultaneously came up with the same adjective.