The old tortoise did indeed speak very slowly at first.
After replenishing his innate essence, he became incredibly swift, like the wind.
I don't know why I've reverted to this slow and sluggish manner today.
The old tortoise slowly took out a porcelain bowl, about the size of a small wine cup, from its shell.
Inside was half a meatball, some vermicelli and cabbage, half a piece of meat, and half a piece of tofu.
The old tortoise held the porcelain bowl with both hands with great care.
"The secret to my rapid growth of my essence lies entirely in this porcelain bowl."
The big rat suppressed the urge to punch the old tortoise and instead grabbed the porcelain bowl with its claws.
The old tortoise asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
The big rat cried out urgently, "Give it to me! Let me see it!"
"If you want it, you can tell me, but you can't just take it from me."
The old tortoise spoke slowly and deliberately with a serious expression.
"I! Want! To!"
The big rat said through gritted teeth.
The old tortoise coughed lightly, about to speak, when the big rat glared with blood-red eyes and said, "If you dare utter another word, I guarantee I'll gnaw your shell to pieces, I said it!"
Forehead……
Seeing the big rat's gleaming front teeth, the old tortoise finally chickened out.
He immediately released his hand and said, "This is the treasure of heaven and earth prepared for us by the master of this place, Supreme Ye. It can quickly restore our original power."
The large rat brought its long, pointed nose close to the porcelain bowl, sniffing the aroma continuously.
The aroma is so enticing that you can't help but want to take a bite.
The large rat felt its saliva was being secreted uncontrollably.
The old tortoise said with a pained expression, "Take a bite and try it. This is just a little bit that I squeezed out from between my lips. You must savor it carefully, so that my efforts won't be in vain."
The big rat was overjoyed upon hearing this, and without saying thank you, it took a bite of the meatball.
Soft, viscous, chewy, and with an aroma that hits you right in the head.
With one lift of the bowl, he took the entire bowl of food.
I wiped my mouth, and felt my stomach was empty and rumbling.
"Another bowl, please!"
The old tortoise glared at him with heartache and said, "What do you think this is? Another bowl?? This is a treasure of heaven and earth, I can only wait two months for this one bowl, it's extremely precious!"
He felt the growth of his own inner essence and calculated the time it would take for the old tortoise's inner essence to grow.
He immediately shouted, "You're kidding me! With this much power, it would take you at least a hundred years to reach the Great Perfection of Origin. You old tortoise, are you honest or what? You're too cunning!"
The old tortoise said earnestly, "I'm not lying to you."
The rat sneered, "Don't let your honest appearance fool you. I can see through your cunning at a glance. When it comes to cleverness, even if you all were tied together, you wouldn't be a match for me."
"All right."
The old tortoise slowly took out the large vat that Ye Feng had prepared from its shell and placed it in front of the big rat, saying, "Rat, this is enough for seven days. It's not that Supreme Ye is stingy with the amount, but this stuff can't be digested that quickly. One meal is enough for seven days."
The rat had no time to listen to the old tortoise, and didn't even notice the old tortoise's suddenly faster speech.
He plunged his head into the big vat and started eating and stuffing himself.
The old tortoise just grimaced at the sight.
Tsk tsk tsk, this way of eating is truly an insult to civility!
"So? Are you staying or not?"
While eating, the rat replied in a muffled voice, "This idiot wouldn't leave any! You can't find another piece of this good stuff anywhere else in the world!"
"That's not right. The sand sculpture arrived much earlier than you. Ye Zhizun brought it back the first time he went out."
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Ye Feng ignored the two sacred beasts' reminiscing.
Anyway, there's just one more thing that will need to be fed from now on.
Judging from this, this big rat seems to be one of the twelve zodiac animals, which is quite a background.
However, he really didn't have time to deal with these things. The most important thing now was to figure out how to help Sister-in-law Youlan get promoted.
After all, Sister-in-law Youlan is not a sword cultivator!
Even if Tai Chi swordplay and Dugu Nine Swords are exquisite, they are exclusive to sword cultivators, and Sister-in-law Youlan can't even get in the door.
Therefore, improving her cultivation technique is a shortcut to help her advance quickly.
But what kind of cultivation method would be suitable for her?
The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra?
It doesn't seem like it's impossible...
Anyway, since both Dugu Nine Swords and Tai Chi Swordplay were taken from Jin Yong's works, it shouldn't be a problem to take another bite, right?
This is all thanks to my childhood obsession with martial arts novels, which led me to read a bunch of other miscellaneous things; otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to produce this.
Moreover, after cultivating immortality, his mind became sharp and his memory outstanding, allowing him to recall many of his childhood memories.
For example, leading the neighbor's girl to throw cow dung, shooting people's windows with a slingshot, cough cough, these are definitely not my memories, they must have been done by the person before I transmigrated here!
Studying cultivation techniques is not something that can be done overnight.
Given his current level of understanding, he naturally needs to consider the feasibility of such a plan.
Let's put that aside for now; it's time to bring out the cicada nymph, this precious treasure.
Holding a cicada nymph in his hand, Ye Feng's lips curled into a wicked smile.
At the same time, a memory lingered in my mind.
When I was a child, my family wasn't well-off, so we had to dig up these little things ourselves to eat.
Once I dug up seven or eight, and when I got home I put them in a spoon and deep-fried them with pork fat.
As a result, being young, I didn't know what level of doneness meant when it was cooked. I thought it was done as soon as it started to smoke and started eating it right away.
pong!
The feeling of that burst of juice in one bite still sends chills down my spine just thinking about it.
Things are different now.
When it comes to culinary skills, even a master chef like Little Master Chef would have to kneel before him; dealing with you all would be a piece of cake.
After being cleansed more than a dozen times, the hundreds of thousands of cicada turtles, which had been soaked in salt water for 5 hours, became clean and gleamed with a patina-like sheen.
This spell is incredibly convenient; it's Ye Feng's favorite spell since coming to this world.
Heat the oil to 60% of its maximum temperature, then add the turtle.
"Sizzle..."
Ye Feng has always believed that the sound of oil popping is the most beautiful sound in the world.
Because it was cooked over medium-low heat, after the initial oil sizzling, it turned into a "sizzling" sound.
Once one side is fried to a golden brown, a quick flip in the wok and the cicada turtle does a 180-degree turn.
[System Reminder: This action is too technical. Amateurs are advised to use chopsticks or a spatula to flip it over, otherwise it is easy to get hit in the face.]
As the other side also turned golden brown, Ye Feng began adding different seasonings according to different tastes.
He used his spiritual energy to divide the large pot, preventing any flavors from mixing.
Spicy, salt and pepper, non-spicy, five-spice, thirteen-spice, garlic...
Compared to crayfish, cicada nymphs are not suitable for braising in oil.
The appeal of this little thing is its crunchy texture; adding too much of that other filling will significantly affect the taste.
Given that Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi already took the blame last time, let's... choose him again this time.
After all, as the old saying goes, practice makes perfect.
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