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Each of the blue-gray prawns was bigger than Du Heng's palm. Du Heng thought that even without starch, the prawns would taste good. He thought for a while and said, "Xiaoxiao, how about I fry them without starch and give it a try?"

Xiaoxiao didn't know the difference at all. He just nodded no matter what Du Heng said.

The oil in the pot heated up, and the tip of the chopsticks produced fine bubbles in the pot. Du Heng used a strainer to scoop up the shrimps in the bowl and then threw them into the pot. The cold shrimps were put into the boiling oil, and the pot suddenly crackled and sizzled, which was very spectacular.

Du Heng stretched out a strainer to stir the pot and then covered the pot. When he closed the lid, most of the shrimps in the pot turned red.

The pan made a frying sound, and after a while the sound died down, Du Heng lifted the lid. The pan was a sea of ​​red, with the curled-up prawns crowded together in the oil. Except for their two eyes which were black, their entire bodies had turned orange-red, and they looked particularly appetizing.

It doesn't take long to fry shrimps, unlike meat. Du Heng found a large plate to wipe off the moisture. He scooped the shrimps out of the pot and put them in a strainer to drain the oil. Once the oil was drained, he could put them on the plate.

Looking at the oil in the pot gradually calming down, Du Heng felt a little regretful: "Oh, it would be better if there were potatoes."

Jing Nan pricked up his ears: "What?"

Du Heng said: "It is a kind of food that grows in the ground and produces edible rhizomes in the soil. It tastes powdery and can be eaten in many ways. Oh, and it has many names too. People in some places call it potato, ground egg, etc."

The French fries and potato chips that kids love to eat are fried from this thing, but these things were brought from abroad in Du Heng’s hometown, and I don’t know if they exist in the world of cultivation.

Jing Nan pondered and said, "I do have ground eggs, but they are not very tasty in this season. Do you want them? I'll bring them to you and show you."

Du Heng looked at Jing Nan in surprise: "Is this possible?"

Soon Jing Nan brought over half a basket of plants. The round, fist-sized rhizomes were wrinkled. Du Heng took a look and saw that they were potatoes. However, just as Jing Nan said, the potatoes he brought were not tasty because the sprouts on them were seven or eight inches long.

Jing Nan narrowed his eyes and said, "This thing is pretty good, but it doesn't like to grow. Don't look at the long sprouts now. When I bury it in the soil in a few days, a lot of it will rot. When I dig it out in the fall, it will sprout again, and the taste will be wrong if it has sprouts."

Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That's because you planted and harvested at the wrong time. Just leave it there, I'll deal with it and plant it tomorrow."

What kind of magical place is Taixu Realm that even things like potatoes can grow there?

Jing Nan wondered, "Plant it tomorrow? Don't you want to eat it now? Can you eat it after planting it tomorrow?"

Du Heng said: "Sprouted potatoes are poisonous. Look, the skin is wrinkled or green. Potatoes like this are inedible. Don't tell me you ate them like this?"

Could it be that the demon cultivators have strong resistance to poison? Could this level of poison not kill them?

Jing Nan put his hands in his pockets and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? When I want to eat this thing, I let it grow on the spot. It's better to give it some spiritual energy than to wait for it to grow in the soil. I can grow as much as I want to eat."

Du Heng was shocked. There is such a trick? Then, in front of him, Jing Nan demonstrated a trick to make potatoes grow rapidly. With a flash of light in his hand, the sprouts on the sprouted potatoes in the basket began to grow wildly. As the sprouts grew wildly, the original potatoes began to shrink, but irregular new potatoes grew on the sprouts.

These new potatoes are big and small, some as big as fingers, some as big as fists. A potato plant grows a bunch of new potatoes, the skin of the new potatoes is so yellow and tender that you can squeeze out water.

When he saw some potatoes growing, Xiaoxiao opened his mouth and plucked two or three small potatoes from the roots. He ate them all with a smacking sound! !

Du Heng was stunned. He threw the prawns into the oil pan with the oil temperature rising to fry them again, and asked Jing Nan: "Can I ask, do you usually...eat this stuff raw?"

Jing Nan put his hands in his pockets: "Sometimes I eat it raw, sometimes I eat it roasted. This thing is very cheap, it will grow wildly if there is a little spiritual energy, but it itself does not have much spiritual energy."

Du Heng picked out three relatively large potatoes from the newly delivered ones and said, "I'll take care of them later. Do you think they'll taste better?"

The world of cultivation is full of treasures, but the cultivators have high standards and either look down on these things or don't know how to deal with them. An idiom appeared in Du Heng's mind - wasting natural resources.

After the second deep-frying, the prawns were quickly picked up by Du Heng. Each prawn was bright red, and the shells on their backs opened to reveal the meat inside. The prawn shells were already crispy, and the meat inside was soft and white except for the outermost layer which was red.

Du Heng placed the large plate on the stove, washed the potatoes in the sink, and then cut them into finger-thick strips. After he finished cutting, he realized something: "Oh no, I don't have a pot to blanch the potatoes!"

At this time, the great Xuan Yu appeared again: "I will handle it."

Xuan Yu placed the potatoes in a wooden basin and added water. Du Heng watched as Xuan Yu placed his hands on the outer edge of the basin, and then the water inside began to... boil...

Du Heng's expression must be very funny, otherwise Jing Nan and the others wouldn't have laughed so loudly. Looking at the boiling water and the potato strips rolling in it, Du Heng said weakly: "Xuan Yu, so you don't need a pot to cook?"

Pian Xuanyu replied to Du Heng seriously: "The pot is just a container. You just need to blanch the potatoes. As long as there is boiling water and a container, any shape of container can be used, right?"

Du Heng gave a thumbs up. He was indeed a cultivator. His cultivation methods opened his eyes!

The potatoes don't need to be blanched for too long. It takes about half a cup of tea to remove them and drain the water. Fortunately, the oil in the pot still maintains the oil temperature. Du Heng dipped the drained potatoes in starch and threw them into the pot.

He laughed and said, "I wanted to be lazy and not eat starch, but I managed to get away with the prawns but not the potatoes."

Xiaoxiao squatted beside the stove and stretched his neck. He looked at the potatoes in the pot and chirped at Du Heng twice. Du Heng held Xiaoxiao in his arms and put him on the chair: "You stay here honestly. If you jump into the frying pan again, I will really punish you this time."

Xiaoxiao shrank his neck in grievance. He was forced to fall in by his uncle. How could he have wanted to jump down?

The potatoes also need to be fried twice. At the end of frying, there will be a rustling sound when the strainer touches them. At this stage of frying, the potatoes can be fished out.

Seeing Du Heng taking out the potatoes and putting them on the plate with shrimps, Jing Nan asked, "Are you... going to add hot pot base again? Do you have a grudge against me? Why are all the dishes spicy?"

Before Du Heng could answer, Feng Gui said quietly, "What's wrong with spicy food? I just like it."

Wen Qiong chuckled. To be honest, this trip to Dongji Mountain really opened her eyes. The only thing that happened in the village was that Du Heng appeared, and the three demon cultivators seemed to have become different people.

Du Heng said to Jing Nan, "This dish is only slightly spicy, it won't be too spicy. Look, I can't eat spicy food either, right?"

Jing Nan looked at Du Heng and said, "I don't care. If I can't stand the spiciness later, you have to add more food to my plate."

Du Heng could only agree to Jing Nan's request. There were not many diners like Xiao Xiao and Xuan Yu in the world. Most of them were picky eaters like Jing Nan and Feng Gui. It's hard to please everyone, that's what it means.

There was some oil in the pot, so Du Heng poked a small piece of hot pot base and put it in the pot. He couldn't eat spicy food, but he still preferred the salty and spicy taste of braised prawns, so he would only add a little bit of chili each time.

Looking at the few ingredients in the food box, Du Heng scratched his head in confusion: "Xuan Yu, didn't I make a lot of hot pot ingredients last time? Why is there only this much left?"

Xuan Yu said calmly: "Zhonghua Yunzheng and the others took some away, saying that this is good and we can use it to cook food when we go back."

If Xuan Yu hadn't left a grid, the base material might have been taken away by them.

Du Heng scratched his cheek: "Oh, it seems that I have to cook some more when I have time. It's just that once I start practicing, I feel that I have less time to cook."

Wen Qiong said slowly: "No, once you have mastered the law of the endless operation of life, you can practice whether you are awake or asleep, and you don't need to sit there to meditate."

Du Heng was stir-frying prawns and French fries, his eyes lit up with surprise: "Really?"

That would be great! He didn’t want to enter a state of meditation that would last for ten days or half a month, nor did he want to sit on the edge of a field and meditate like a fool all day.

Wen Qiong thought for a moment and said, "With your aptitude, you may be able to master it in half a month."

Wen Qiong's words gave Du Heng confidence. After he stir-fried the prawns for a few times, he put them on the plate. He said happily: "The braised prawns are ready~~"

The prawns and French fries on the plate were smeared with a little red oil, giving off a fresh and fragrant smell. This was the taste Du Heng liked, a plate full of edible potatoes and prawns, unlike when he ate out, where half of the plate of prawns was filled with side dishes.

Du Heng pinched two large shrimps and stuffed one into Xiaoxiao's mouth and the other into Xuanyu's mouth: "Try it and see if it tastes good."

Xiaoxiao made a clicking sound from his mouth and jumped on his chair: "Chirp!!"

Delicious! The fresh and fragrant prawns are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside after being fried at high temperature. You can even eat the shell. The hot pot base on the prawn shell is slightly spicy, which not only does not cover up the original taste of the prawns, but also enhances the taste of the prawns by several levels.

Xiaoxiao likes the taste! This is much better than the boiled prawns at Yunyanlou!

Xuan Yu is not a big fan of seafood, but this braised prawn made his eyebrows slightly raise: "Delicious. Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and delicious."

Although it is fried, it does not feel greasy. This is the charm of Du Heng’s fried dishes.

Jing Nan picked up a potato and took a bite. He hummed in amazement after taking a bite. He held up half a French fry and said to Feng Gui, "Feng Gui, try this. It's delicious!"

The taste of French fries and prawns is different. The outer layer forms a thin layer of crispy skin, and the inside is soft and sweet. Mixed with the slightly spicy outer layer, it is really hard to stop eating.

Jing Nan nodded: "If all spicy dishes taste like this in the future, I can accept it!"

Feng Gui took a few bites. Maybe the spiciness was not to his liking, so his evaluation was a bit perfunctory: "Well, not bad."

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Du Heng picked up a few shrimps and ate them while walking under the eaves. He wanted to see if his clay pot fish head soup could be used with tofu. He opened the lid and saw a milky white color in the clay pot. The only green color was the scallion knot he had just thrown in. At this moment, the scallion knot was scalded and wilted and floated next to the fish head.

Seeing the color of the fish head soup, Du Heng understood: "It's time to add tofu."

He picked up the scallion knots and placed them on a plate. Scallion knots cannot be eaten, Du Heng only used them to remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor. He went back and forth in the refrigerator, and when he appeared under the eaves again, his left hand was already holding a piece of white and tender tofu.

He held the knife in his right hand and gently chopped the tofu in his hand into small pieces, and then put the tofu in the soup next to the fish head. As soon as the tofu was put into the soup, the fish head soup stopped boiling temporarily because it cooled down. Du Heng sprinkled two and a half spoons of salt into it, and when the water in the pot boiled again, a fresh and fragrant smell wafted out.

Du Heng took a small spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup to taste the saltiness. Hmm, this is the taste! Just simmer the fish head soup for a while and it will be ready!

When Du Heng returned to the kitchen, he found that half of the prawns were almost gone. Xiaoxiao was the main prawn eater. He ate them with a crunching sound, his wings kept shaking, and he hummed a beautiful tune. Feng Gui could only cover his face and said, "Feng Lin, can you be a little more promising?"

Xiaoxiao glanced at Fenglin, who chirped twice, making Fenggui so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'm going to beat you up!"

Du Heng asked Xuan Yu with a smile: "What did Xiaoxiao say?"

Xuan Yu said in a cheerful voice: "Xiao Xiao said to Feng Gui: If it weren't for him, would you be able to eat such delicious shrimps?"

The braised prawns were made by Xiaoxiao. Du Heng originally thought that fish would be enough, but it was he who wanted to add it. No wonder Xiaoxiao was so confident. Du Heng almost laughed out loud.

The next thing to make is fish balls. The scraped fish paste is placed in a large bowl, a pink and white color. Xuan Yu has good knife skills, and the scraped fish paste is delicate and has no thorns.

Du Heng was preparing the ginger and scallion water when Xuan Yu started to scrape the fish paste. He added white wine to the ginger and scallion water that had been soaked in boiling water, and the color was slightly yellow. Du Heng estimated that the ginger and scallion water he prepared was one-third of the fish meat. With so much ginger and scallion water, he should be able to make good fish balls.

He sprinkled a little salt into the fish paste. The fish balls themselves did not need a strong taste as they would need to be seasoned later anyway.

He took a pair of chopsticks, stirred the minced fish with one hand, and began to pour the scallion and ginger water along the edge of the bowl with the other hand. While stirring the fish balls, Du Heng said to Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, help me add some soybean oil, one spoonful is enough."

The fish paste with oil is easier to stir. Du Heng felt his hands were sore after stirring for a while. He handed the task of stirring the fish balls to Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, can you help stir it?"

Xuan Yu worked tirelessly, stirring like a human blender, and even the chopsticks left afterimages. The fish paste in the bowl also became sticky, and the pink fish meat gradually turned white.

After stirring for a while, Du Heng felt that the fish paste in the bowl could be lifted, so he asked Xuan Yu to stop. At this time, the fish balls in the bowl were pink and white, looking like some kind of paste.

Du Heng washed his hands, took a handful of minced fish from the bowl, and exerted force with his palm. The minced fish flowed out from the base of his thumb and formed a smooth ball. It was done!

Du Heng asked Xuan Yu for help again: "Xuan Yu, can you help me get a big bowl of cold water?"

It’s great that Xuan Yu can boil water through the wooden basin. He doesn’t need to scrub or wash the pots, which saves a lot of time!

Xuan Yu quickly brought Du Heng a large bowl of water, the same bowl that Du Heng used to cook the maoxuewang yesterday. Du Heng held the minced fish in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other. He squeezed the spoon with his thumb and thumb, and a pink fish ball appeared on the spoon.

The wooden spoon was gently shaken in the water in the big bowl, and the fish balls slid from the wooden spoon into the water, floating on the water. Du Heng was very fast, and soon a layer of round fish balls appeared in the big bowl.

Jing Nan sniffed and said, "Du Heng, is your fish soup ready?"

Du Heng suddenly remembered the fish soup under the eaves: "Oh! It's really ready! Jingnan, can you help bring it in? Oh, there are some chopped green onions on the chopping board, please sprinkle some in. Oh, put a few of these fish balls in the pot, and you can bring it in when it boils. Oh, put the fish balls in first and then the green onions..."

Jing Nan said impatiently: "I know, I know, you are so long-winded."

A light flashed in Jing Daxian'er's hand, and Du Heng saw that more than a dozen fish balls in his bowl were gone, and a handful of chopped green onions on the chopping board were gone.

When Du Heng was making the last handful of minced fish into fish balls, Jing Nan came in with a large casserole: "Feng Gui, give me a hand!"

Feng Gui took a bamboo mat and threw it on the table. Jing Nan put the big casserole on the bamboo mat. He opened the lid and saw that the pot was still boiling. Tofu and fish balls floated on the milky white fish soup. The green and white chopped green onions were the finishing touch, which looked particularly appetizing.

Du Heng looked back and saw Jing Nan and Feng Gui at the table already scooping up the fish soup to drink. Wen Qiong was such a polite girl, but she was also led astray by Jing Nan and the others!

Wen Qiong looked at the fish soup, tofu and fish balls in the bowl and took a sip. The hot fish soup flowed down her tongue and into her stomach, and she felt that her stomach was immediately soothed. The fish soup was delicious, without a trace of fishy smell. The tofu and fish balls were tender and smooth. The tofu that had absorbed the soup tasted better than the fish balls. As for the fish balls... If Wen Qiong hadn't seen the fish balls made by Du Heng, she wouldn't even have thought of what they were.

The fish balls melt in your mouth, and when you stir them with your tongue, they roll down your tongue into your stomach with a sizzling sound. The soup is delicious, fragrant and filling, and this is what I am talking about, right?

Xiaoxiao stared at the fish soup his uncle had served him, and he chirped something. Fenggui said, "It's fish soup, not milk."

Du Heng said to Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, can you help me cook the fish balls over high heat? Just... don't boil them."

This is a very difficult requirement. When making fish balls, they need to be cooked at high temperature. It is best to keep them boiling but not boiling. Once the fish balls are formed, they can be taken out and cooked with other things. As for the fish balls that Jing Nan had just taken and thrown into the fish soup...

Du Heng just remembered this matter now. Fortunately, the fish balls were not broken by the fish soup, otherwise the whole pot of fish soup would be ruined!

Xuan Yu actually managed to keep the water at a rolling but not boiling state. Du Heng was amazed at what he saw: "Xuan Yu is so amazing!"

He served Xuan Yu a bowl of fish soup like a dog, and even tore off a piece of meat from the fish's belly and put it in the soup.

Feng Gui drank the fish soup and said, "Can this little trick stump Xuan Yu? You underestimate Xuan Yu too much. And you're serving him soup, hey..."

Du Heng bared his teeth: "People who sit here and do nothing but eat have no right to speak." Xuan Yu raised a smile, Jing Nan covered his stomach: "Feng Gui, why don't you learn your lesson? Xiao Yu is always good at attacking people's hearts, you can't compare with him."

Feng Gui rolled his eyes in anger. He fiercely poked a piece of fish eye and put it in the bowl: "Humph!"

Du Heng fed Xuan Yu soup like a servile boy: "I know you don't like seafood very much, try this soup and see if you like it."

The fresh and delicious fish soup was more intoxicating than aged wine. Xuan Yu nodded: "It tastes good, better than any fish soup I've ever had."

Du Heng suddenly perked up: "Hey, let me tell you, the fish head soup in our hometown is a specialty! It's cooked in a clay pot, and many people come here to drink the fish head soup. The fish head soup my father makes is even better than mine..."

Wen Qiong looked at Du Heng. Just as she was about to ask something, Jing Nan made a gesture to her to be quiet.

Wen Qiong was slightly surprised, but she said nothing. She just lowered her head and continued to drink the soup. When the outer disciples of Yaowang Valley entered, they had to cut off their worldly ties. Many of the medicine boys could not even remember what their parents looked like when they entered. Moreover, there was no place west of Dongji Mountain that was famous for its fish head soup.

Wen Qiong looked at the soup in the bowl. She must have known something terrible was going to happen.

Du Heng and Xuan Yu shared a bowl of fish soup. Du Heng said with satisfaction, "It's really delicious~"

Xuan Yu said slowly: "If you like, I'll ask the chef at Yunyan Tower to send some more river fish?"

Du Heng shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, the food we packed last time is enough for us to eat for a long time, we can't waste it."

The fish balls are formed quickly, and the fish slices in the bowl are marinated just right. Now you can start making the last dish of boiled fish.

Du Heng poured soybean oil into the pan that had just been used to fry the prawns. After the oil was hot, he quickly poured half a bowl of seasoning into the pan.

Feng Gui had sharp eyes, and he was satisfied to see the various peppers and peppercorns inside. As for the other things like bay leaves, cinnamon, onions, ginger, and garlic, Feng Gui didn't care. As long as there were peppers, he was happy!

Even though he added half a bowl of chili peppers, Du Heng still poked a lump of hot pot base into the pot. Feng Gui thought that all the spicy food he ate from now on would taste like hot pot, but the spicy smell coming from outside the house told him that it was not the case. Every kind of spicy food Du Heng made had its own unique flavor.

When the red oil was fried in the pot, Du Heng added boiling water. After a large spoonful of boiling water was added, the pot immediately boiled. The spicy smell outside drifted into the house, and Xiao Wonton and Jing Nan coughed because of the spiciness.

Jing Nan couldn't stand it any longer and put a barrier on the door: "For those of us who can't eat spicy food, this smell is too hurtful."

Du Heng put the fish bones he had just taken out into the pot with a smile on his face. After the fish bones were put into the pot, he also added white wine, soy sauce and a small piece of fermented rice. The sweetness in the fermented rice can neutralize the spiciness and make it milder. After adding a little salt, Du Heng covered the pot. He could finally sit down and drink a bowl of fish soup.

Xuan Yu looked at the basket where the fish were placed and saw a white fish bladder, a cut fish tail and a fish fin in the basket. He asked, "Aren't you going to put the fish tail in?"

Du Heng turned around and said, "No, I'm going to save these for next braised dish with other fish."

After the fins and tails of the big fish are braised, there will be fat shark fins inside, and Du Heng likes that taste very much. He wants to collect more shark fins and braise them in a pot. It will be the best to go with rice!

Most of the soup in the fish head soup was gone, but no one touched the fish head. Except for Feng Gui poking out the fish's eyes, the fish head was still squatting in the casserole.

Du Heng's favorite is the big fish head, which doesn't have much meat. But what he likes to eat is not the meat, but the skin and tendons connected to the bones between the fish heads.

Du Heng greeted everyone enthusiastically: "Come and eat the fish head!" As he said that, he also divided the lean meat from the fish eyes and gave it to Xiaoxiao. After Du Heng's division, half of the big fish head soon fell into everyone's bowl.

Xuan Yu got the fish lips, which had fewer bones, and the fish skin and the gelatinous tendons inside had a soft and sticky texture. After taking a sip, the edible fish skin and gelatin would melt away, and what would come out were the bones.

Wen Qiong got the lean meat near the fish eye, because the fish head was relatively large, the fat and tender fish eye was in Xiaoxiao's bowl, and the lean part was in Wen Qiong's bowl. This piece of meat was boneless, so girls wouldn't get fat after eating it.

What Jing Nan got was the gelatinous fish skin on the fish's chin, with long fish bones on the chin. Du Heng removed the fish bones, and the remaining fish skin was the essence. For Jing Nan, who can't eat spicy food, this bite of fish skin was really comfortable.

As for Feng Gui... Feng Gui got the fish meat behind the fish head. There were only a few bones in it, and Feng Gui could rub chili sauce on it as much as he wanted.

Du Heng looked at everyone with a smile: "If you don't mind, I'll eat the fish head in the middle."

Of course, no one would object, and Du Heng happily transferred the remaining fish head to the plate in front of him. Half of the fish head was covered with skin and bones, and after Du Heng sucked the two particularly large bones next to the gills clean, all that was left was a mass of gills and a solid fish skull.

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Du Heng has been eating fish for so many years but he still doesn't know what the professional term for this part of the fish with gills is. He only knows that if you peel off the swirl-shaped skin on top, you don't have to eat the inside. And the taste of this white skin is different from the skin of other parts of the fish.

The taste of this piece of meat is a bit bland. People who like it will like it very much, while those who don't will just dig it out and throw it away. Du Heng doesn't like this piece of meat very much, but he won't waste it.

Under the swirling meat, there were fish teeth. Du Heng took out the teeth and gums and put them aside. At this time, only a layer of fish skin was left on the fish head, and there was a large mass of fish bones in the middle. Between these fish bones, there was fish brain marrow.

The fish brain was like gelatin after being stewed, and it tasted fat and sticky when you took a sip. Du Heng loved it very much, and he would chew off the crispy bones in front of the fish head and then suck the brain happily.

But this time, he didn't do that. He held the fish head that he had almost cleaned and said to Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, let me teach you how to suck fish brains?"

After gnawing away the crispy bone in front of the fish head, the remaining fish brain can be easily sucked out. Du Heng held the fish brain in front of him and smiled: "See this hole? There is fish brain inside. Just suck it out."

Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, and his yellow mouth covered half of his head. He stretched his neck. Du Heng heard a sound of inhalation, and then a gurgling sound, and Xiaoxiao's neck stiffened. It seemed that the brain in the fish head was sucked out.

Du Heng took the fish head away and looked at Xiaoxiao with a smile: "Is it delicious?"

Xiaoxiao flapped his wings. To be honest, he sucked too hard and the fish brain slid down his throat. He couldn't taste what it tasted like. But seeing Du Heng so happy, he flapped his wings: "Chirp!"

Du Heng smiled and said, "You need to be patient when eating fish heads. The most delicious part is the fish brain."

As he spoke, he carefully bit open the bones on the fish head. The fish head had been boiled and there were cracks between the bones, so most of the bones could be separated with just one bite.

Du Heng sucked the remaining brain marrow and soup between the bones, and he was very satisfied. In the end, he could only put it down with regret when he couldn't bite it open.

Feng Gui had been watching Du Heng's movements, his eyes wandering between Xiao Xiao and Du Heng. He always felt that Du Heng's teaching Xiao Xiao to suck fish brains was like a kind of inheritance, very careful and warm.

Du Heng moved quickly, and a thick layer of bones piled up in front of him. After putting down his chopsticks, he breathed a sigh of relief: "The boiled fish will be ready soon."

When he opened the lid of the pot, he saw that the inside was red. Du Heng added the fish balls into the pot first. After the water in the pot boiled again, he put the marinated fish fillets into the pot one by one.

Xuan Yu cut the fish slices thinly, so they only needed to be blanched for a while. Feng Gui and the others saw Du Heng put the fish slices into the pot, and then he took out a large bowl to serve the boiled fish.

There was a piece of red and white in the bowl. The red was the chili peppers, and the white was the fish fillets and fish balls. The spicy taste came faintly, and Feng Gui and Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up.

This is not the last step. Du Heng poured a spoonful of soybean oil into the pot, and sprinkled a handful of dried chili peppers and peppercorns into the soybean oil. He also sprinkled madder and green onion leaves into the bowl, and when the oil was hot, he poured a spoonful of hot oil into the bowl. Only then was the spicy and fragrant boiled fish officially ready.

Xuan Yu brought a large bowl of boiled fish to the table. The fish slices in the bowl were still sizzling in the boiling oil, and a spicy smell spread out, attracting people at the table to stretch out their chopsticks.

When Du Heng sat down, he found that the plate in front of him had changed from a pile of bones to half a fish head. Needless to say, it must have been the fish head that Xuan Yu helped him pick up when he was making boiled fish.

Du Heng smiled and said, "Try the boiled fish!"

Jing Nan looked at the boiled fish hesitantly with his hands in his pockets: "I have had a question since just now. This is obviously fish stewed with oil and chili peppers, why is it called boiled fish?"

Du Heng bared his teeth and said, "It can also be called chili pepper boiled fish. Which one do you think sounds better, this or boiled fish?"

Jing Nan blinked and served himself a bowl of fish soup: "Neither sounds good."

Feng Gui slurped up a mouthful of the fish fillet, which was spicy and delicate, not fishy or smelly. If Feng Gui hadn't seen the ingredients, if he had eaten this somewhere else, he might not have guessed that it was fish.

There were tiny bones hidden in the fish fillet, but this did not bother Feng Gui. He tilted his head and spat out the bones. This boiled fish was particularly to his liking. After eating a few bites, he felt his whole body warm up.

Hearing Jing Nan complaining about the name, Feng Gui spoke up for Du Heng. He considerately put a fish ball in Jing Nan's bowl of fish soup and said, "It doesn't matter if the name is not nice, as long as it tastes good."

The fish balls from the boiled fish pot fell into the milky white soup and immediately a layer of bright red oil floated up. Jing Nan's forehead was full of hash marks: "Feng Gui, do you deserve a beating?"

Wen Qiong felt that the meal was so delicious that she had a bowl of rice soaked in fish soup, and ate it with braised prawns and boiled fish. She ate so much that beads of sweat appeared on her head.

Du Heng was also very satisfied. After eating half of the fish head, he enjoyed the taste he had not tasted for a long time. Even if he only ate half of the fish brain, the fish weighing more than ten kilograms was still delicious.

The only one who was not happy with the meal was Jing Nan. He almost got into a fight with Feng Gui. Every time he wanted to drink the soup, Feng Gui would throw a piece of boiled fish into it. In the end, if Xuan Yu hadn't said so, Jing Nan could really have held Feng Gui down and beat him up.

Lying in bed at night, Du Heng felt the pain from the broken bones gradually fade away. However, Xuan Yu was still working hard to help him comb his body with spiritual energy. Du Heng lay on the bed and felt Xuan Yu's hands rubbing his back. He sighed deeply.

Xuan Yu asked, "What's wrong? Are you still worried about tomorrow's practice?"

Du Heng said: "I am just afraid that I will be dirty and smelly after practicing, and the spiritual spring I wash in when I get home will be dirty. It would be great if I could build a pool outside."

Xuan Yu said slowly: "This is easy."

Du Heng stood up: "Really?"

Xuan Yu said: "It is not difficult to lead a stream of spring water from the spiritual spring at home to the outside world."

Du Heng lay down happily again: "That's good. I was just worried that I would be dirty and you would hate me."

Xuan Yu withdrew his hand in surprise: "How could it be?"

Du Heng said, "I have nothing. If I don't pay attention to my image, how can I live with you? In fact, I am quite worried today. I am especially afraid that you will not let me get in bed. Because I have become filthy through my practice, and I feel sick just looking at myself."

Xuan Yu reached out and touched Du Heng's long hair. His smile was very warm: "No, no matter what you become, I won't be disgusted."

A subtle emotion spread in Du Heng's heart, and his heart began to beat. Just like when he first saw Wen Qiong, but this time the person he was facing was Xuan Yu.

Looking closely, Xuan Yu was so gentle under the light. If Du Heng was a girl, she would definitely throw herself into Xuan Yu's arms, right?

Du Heng's face flushed, and he buried himself in the quilt in panic: "I, I'm sleepy, Xuanyu, good night!"

The lights in the room went out, and Du Heng heard Xuan Yu lying down. After a while, he pressed Xuan Yu's arm on his waist. Xuan Yu was already used to falling asleep with him in his arms. Through the thin clothes, Du Heng could feel Xuan Yu's slightly cool body temperature.

Xuan Yu always feels cold at night, and he doesn't know if this problem can be cured. Du Heng touched Xuan Yu's hand and said, "It's spring, but it's still so cold."

Xuan Yu's voice came: "But in the summer, my body will be very comfortable to hug."

Du Heng blushed: "Hmm..."

Xuan Yu suddenly asked Du Heng a question: "Today...you taught Xiaoxiao how to suck fish brains."

Du Heng turned over and faced Xuan Yu in confusion: "Well, yes, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Could it be that he didn't teach Xuan Yu how to suck fish brains, and Xuan Yu was angry? This shouldn't be the case?

Xuan Yu said: "When you taught Xiaoxiao, I felt that you were very different." At that time, Du Heng seemed to be teaching something formally.

Du Heng smiled and said, "I'll tell you something in secret. Before I was born, my father ate fish heads and chicken brains. When I grew up, my father taught me how to cook them. Since then, he has never eaten fish heads or chicken brains again."

Xuan Yu was puzzled: "Why?" Fish heads are all bones, and chicken heads are not delicious, so why should they be passed on to children?

Du Heng said: "Although there is not much meat, it will taste good when cooked. In my father's generation, there were many children in the family, and it was impossible for everyone to eat meat. At that time, my grandfather ate these leftovers and left the good ones for his family."

Du Heng narrowed his eyes and said, "When my father was his age, he also inherited my grandfather's sentiment. But it's different for me. I think fish heads and chicken brains are really delicious. I like to save delicious food for the people I like."

Xuan Yu asked slowly: "Do you like Xiaoxiao?"

Du Heng was happy: "Xiaoxiao is so cute, who wouldn't like her?"

Xuan Yu said: "Then next time when we eat fish heads, you can teach me how to eat fish heads."

Du Heng said without hesitation: "Okay!"

Du Heng was also very happy to be able to share his favorite things with Xuan Yu!