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The second dish was called silverfish slices. Du Heng took a look and saw that it was fish slices with two kinds of peppers on top. The cooking method was similar to the chopped pepper fish head. It was full of fishy smell when he took a bite. Xiaoxiao's disgust almost floated out of the partition.
Feng Gui looked at it with chopsticks in hand and smiled: "Not tasty?"
Xiaoxiao nodded. It was not tasty. The fish meat was very fishy and the peppers were very salty, like eating salt. He still liked the steamed fish made by Du Heng. Last time, Xiaoxiao ate most of the steamed fish head with chopped peppers made by Du Heng.
Jing Nan had already put down his chopsticks: "Oh no, I feel like our tastes have become more and more picky since Du Heng came to live with us."
Anyone who is used to eating delicious soups would not want to eat something that tastes bad.
Xuan Yu said to Du Heng embarrassedly: "I ate the food here before and thought it tasted okay." Du Heng said understandingly: "It's okay. If you can't finish it, pack it up and take it back. I'll process it."
The dishes at Zuixianlou are well presented, but the taste is just average. The meat dishes here are heavy in flavor, and I always feel like something is missing.
Du Heng thought the only thing here that looked better than his was the dim sum. The layers of their lotus cakes looked like blooming peonies. However, only the crust looked good. One bite was like eating candy, so sweet.
But if Du Heng had to choose, he thought it was more economical to eat at home. And he didn't think the food at Zuixianlou was better than his own.
If this was a fast food restaurant downstairs, with moderate prices and average taste, Du Heng would consider coming here often. But the price has discouraged Du Heng. Du Heng feels that if there is no special situation, he probably won't come to Zuixianlou.
When leaving Zuixianlou, no one was full. Xiaoxiao said something to Du Heng, saying that he wanted to eat the fried rice Du Heng made. Du Heng smiled and said, "Okay, let's go home and make fried rice!"
When he returned to the room, Du Heng installed the stove next to the window sill. He casually poured a little oil into the pot and cracked a few eggs into a bowl, then took out some green vegetables and a piece of beef as side dishes.
Feng Gui and the others brought small stools and sat behind him, complaining, "We won't eat out anymore. It's a sheer waste of money." Xuan Yu said slowly, "It only proves that our tastes have improved."
Du Heng poured the beaten eggs into the pot. There was a sizzling sound and green smoke came out. Xuan Yu was working hard to suck out the smoke again.
Du Heng said, "People are shaped by the land and water they live in. The tastes of food in each place are different. I just educated you to adapt to my cooking skills. If Zuixianlou's food was really that bad, it wouldn't have been open until now."
At least Du Heng can’t make their lotus pastry, and this is the outstanding feature of Zuixianlou.
After putting rice and side dishes into the pot, everyone was ready to eat with their big bowls in hand. Du Heng also heated up some chicken soup to go with the rice. Just as everyone was about to eat, there was a knock on the door.
Jing Nan opened the door and saw the waiter from Xiankelai standing at the door. The waiter nodded and said, "Are you guys cooking in your room?"
Jing Nan put his hands in his pockets: "Well, is there a rule that says you are not allowed to cook in the room?"
The waiter waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, it's just that the food you guys cooked is so delicious, the guests in other rooms asked me to ask if we can join together? They are willing to pay spirit stones..."
The waiter tiptoed towards the large stove in the room. He smiled ingratiatingly, "Look, you've cooked so much food, can you spare a few bowls?"
Jing Nan smiled slightly and said, "The food my family cooks is not available outside, and it's not cheap if I sell it. Go back and tell those who want to eat that a bowl of rice costs 500 spirit stones. Ask them if they want it."
Du Heng almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand. Five hundred spirit stones for a bowl of rice? Jing Nan should open a black shop!
The waiter looked a little embarrassed: "This...this..." Jing Nan smiled and said, "Hurry up, everyone in the family has a big appetite, otherwise we will eat it all if you are late."
After Jing Nan finished speaking, he closed the door: "Hey, you dare to snatch food from us."
Feng Gui said disapprovingly: "How could you do this?"
Du Heng also nodded: "That's right, after all, 500 spirit stones for a bowl of rice is too expensive, right?"
Feng Gui said: "The price should be one thousand spirit stones per bowl! Are the dishes made by Du Heng so cheap?" Du Heng glanced sideways: This person has an even darker heart.
Jing Nan picked up the rice bowl and took a bite of rice: "Why don't you say it yourself?"
Just after taking a few bites of rice, the waiter came back and knocked on the door: "Sir! Four bowls of rice, please!"
Du Heng looked at the two thousand spirit stones in front of him. He pressed his spoon into the bowl to make the rice more solid. "Is there really someone who spends five hundred spirit stones to buy a bowl of rice? Are all the big guys in the cultivation world stupid and rich?"
Feng Gui drank the chicken soup and said, "The one who buys the food is not stupid or rich, but has good vision."
Du Heng pushed Feng Gui aside to serve the soup: "Leave some soup for them. After all, they spent two thousand spirit stones, so we should give them a bowl of chicken soup." Du Heng filled a large plate with half a bowl of chicken soup: "Tell the waiter to return our bowls later."
The waiter used a two-layered plate to serve the dishes. On the upper middle layer were four large bowls of fragrant egg fried rice, and on the lower layer was a large bowl of chicken soup. The waiter didn't dare to carry the plate like he usually did, for fear that he would not be able to resist eating first.
When he walked through the corridor with the lunch box, the men in the corridor were sniffing: "What smells so good!"
"It seems to be the food prepared by the chef in Room 24. I smelled the fragrance just now."
"It smells so good, shall we go take a look?"
"Five hundred spirit stones for a bowl of rice, I just heard it. I can't afford it no matter how delicious it is."
The waiter turned a deaf ear to the discussions. He carried the lunch box upstairs and walked to the top of Du Heng's room. "Dear guests, the food you ordered is here!"
After the door opened, a boy in a moon-white Taoist robe took the plate and said, "Thank you, waiter."
The waiter reminded: "Dear guests, the guests downstairs said that the bowls should be returned to them after they finish their meal."
The boy was immediately displeased. He glanced at the large coarse porcelain bowl on the plate and said, "It's the least valuable bowl, right? And you still want to return it? Can't our spirit stones even buy these bowls?"
After the boy said this, an old voice came from the room immediately: "Stop talking nonsense."
The boy immediately bowed his head: "Yes!" The boy brought the rice to the screen, and a surprised voice came from the screen: "Master, you are right! The guest downstairs gave a lot of food! He also gave chicken soup!"
The waiter stood at the door respectfully, smiling. After an incense stick of time, the boy brought the empty bowl over. The boy handed the waiter a spirit stone and said, "Our master wants you to ask the guest downstairs if he can continue to have dinner there. The four of us are not picky."
The waiter bowed repeatedly: "Okay, okay."
Jing Nan, who was lying on the bed feeling lazy after dinner, heard another knock on the door. He raised his hand and pushed Feng Gui next to him: "Xixi, go open the door." Feng Gui was also feeling lazy: "Xiaoxiao, go open the door."
Xiaoxiao was obedient, he flapped his wings and prepared to open the door, but before he reached the door, he was hugged by Xuanyu. Xuanyu opened the door, and there stood the waiter, nodding and bowing.
The waiter respectfully handed Du Heng and the others bowls. "The food prepared by the guests is so delicious. The guests upstairs want to ask if you can still cook for them in the evening? If you do, can you give them a portion of rice and a portion of soup? They are willing to pay with spirit stones!"
Xuan Yu nodded and said, "One thousand."
The waiter was stunned for a moment: "Hmm? What do you mean, sir?"
Xuan Yu said calmly: "One thousand spirit stones for a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup. Ask him if he wants to eat it."
The waiter's expression was almost sluggish. For this price, you can definitely go to Zuixianlou, right? Spending 4,000 spirit stones to eat only one bowl of rice from you, and not even knowing what you do at night, this is too much of a rip-off, right? !
However, his professionalism made the waiter go through this process. After a moment, he came down again: "The guest upstairs said he wants to eat!"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Who is upstairs?"
The waiter looked a little hesitant. After struggling for a moment, he finally told the story. Anyway, anyone with an eye could find out the identity of the guest upstairs by asking around.
The waiter said, "The guest upstairs is the great elder of Shenxu Palace. He has some connections with our shopkeeper and stays in our inn every year."
Xuan Yu nodded: "Oh, I see." After saying this, Xuan Yu closed the door.
The waiter rubbed his nose and was very depressed: "Who are these people?"
Jing Nan put his feet on Feng Gui's belly, and supported his head with his hands: "The Great Elder of Shenxu Palace? Xixi, do you still remember what he looks like?"
Feng Gui said, "Yes, I remember. He is not a bad person." With Feng Gui's evaluation, it seems that this great elder is not too bad after all.
Du Heng had a positive attitude. Why not make money? Seeing that six thousand spirit stones would be deposited into his account today, he was in a very good mood. At this moment, he asked Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Xiaoxiao had just eaten, and he thought about it and shook his head. Don't ask him such complicated questions when he is full, because he only knows what he wants to eat when he is hungry.
Considering that the elder upstairs might be old, Du Heng planned to make some light soup in the evening, such as green vegetable meatball soup, and then make some spiritual rice, with spiritual snake steak, braised puffer fish, sweet and sour spare ribs, and stir-fried bacon and fern.
As Du Heng was thinking about the evening menu, Xuan Yu said to him, "There will be many auctions in Pingcheng. They will auction some spiritual plants, spiritual treasures, and spiritual beasts found in Dongji Mountain. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Auction? It sounds interesting. Du Heng nodded hurriedly: "Go, let's go and have a look!"
All the big businesses in the city have their own auctions. The auction venue that Du Heng and his friends went to was the auction venue of Ruyi Zhai, the largest business in Heisei. The auction started in the early afternoon and lasted for an hour and a half.
The auction house was built on the third floor of Ruyi Zhai. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary building. But once you got inside, you would find that it was really huge. With the blessing of the formation, the third floor looked like a square.
When entering, Du Heng encountered a little trouble. The monk at the door stopped him and said, "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, you need to put your spiritual pet in the storage bag."
The auction venue was full of good and bad people. If there were spirit pets running around, wouldn't it be a mess? Du Heng and Xiao Xiao looked at each other, and then he shook the storage bag. Xiao Xiao climbed into the storage bag dejectedly. If he had known, he would have stayed at home and slept.
It was because of Xiaoxiao's sigh that countless cultivators gathered to watch. Du Heng was immediately surrounded by people: "Is that the cub of the Great Peng Golden Wing? Can you give it up? I am willing to pay 300,000 spirit stones."
Xiaoxiao, look! There are monks here who are stupid and rich, and they are willing to buy you at a high price! However, Du Heng could only say to them: "I'm sorry, this spirit pet has already recognized its master, and I won't sell it."
The monk still pursued: "It's okay to recognize the master. It's still young. You can buy it back and raise it and it will be mature. You just need to give up its essence and blood to me. I can raise the price to 400,000 spirit stones!"
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Fortunately, he brought a cloak with him when he went out. Du Heng was harassed so much that he could only take a tough attitude and said, "Sorry, I won't sell it to you!"
The man muttered a few words and then walked away. Du Heng carefully touched the storage bag, took the spirit beast bag from his waist and stuffed it into his chest. There were all kinds of people in the field, so Xiaoxiao must not be lost.
Du Heng came to this auction just to watch the fun. But he didn't expect that he would actually find something he wanted to buy, a bunch of coriander seeds, at the first auction.
Du Heng was almost shocked. When did coriander seeds also come up for auction? Could it be that the coriander in the cultivation world is different from others and has a very low yield? However, when he calmed down and thought about it, he had never seen coriander in the dishes he made so far, which showed that coriander was really not common.
The auctioneer of the seeds was a round-faced middle-aged man. He said that these seeds were found in the ruins of Dongji Mountain. The plant exuded fragrance and could survive even in the cold. However, the value was unknown, so he only offered five spirit stones.
Seeds with ominous uses also appeared in auctions in previous years, and these seeds were often bought by medical practitioners for research.
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, several cultivators with wood spiritual roots began to bid. In a blink of an eye, the price of the seeds had risen from five spiritual stones to one hundred spiritual stones.
Du Heng sighed regretfully: "Hey..." Xuan Yu asked him quietly: "What's wrong?"
Du Heng said, "Those are coriander seeds, which can be used in cooking." Xuan Yu understood and said, "Take a picture if you like it."
Du Heng also joined the auction, and he eventually bought the coriander seeds for 250 spirit stones. The seeds were soon delivered to Du Heng by the monks of Ruyi Zhai, and Du Heng said happily: "When the coriander grows, I will make fish soup for you?"
The crucian carp soup with coriander was so fragrant that Du Heng could drink three bowls every time. But he soon remembered another thing. People who like coriander will especially like it, and people who hate it can't touch it at all. I just hope Xuan Yu and the others don't hate coriander.
Du Heng was just there to watch the next auction. He found that Jing Nan and Feng Gui, who usually loved to shop, were very restrained at the auction. They didn't seem to be ordering as much as they wanted at lunch.
Jing Nan said: "The things in the auction are a test of vision. Of course there are good things, but for us, those things are not necessary."
The atmosphere at the auction was very lively. Every time a treasure was taken out, the price was raised quickly and it was sold. Du Heng estimated that at least 100 spiritual treasures were sold in an hour and a half. Of course, there were also spiritual treasures that were too expensive to be sold and were left until the next auction.
It was noisy when the show ended. Du Heng even stayed in his seat for a while, and only stood up when most people had left.
After walking out of Ruyizhai, he stretched and said, "There are so many people~ But I always feel that this auction is not as spectacular as I imagined." After all, an auction where even a handful of coriander seeds are put up for auction always feels a bit embarrassing.
Xuan Yu said slowly, "There are countless auctions of all sizes in Pingcheng every day. What we are here for today is just an internal auction of a store. If you have time to stay here, there will be the largest auction in Pingcheng after a while. The items that will be auctioned at that time will be the real treasures of heaven and earth."
Du Heng reached out and touched his arms: "So that's how it is...where's Xiaoxiao?!"
Du Heng's face turned pale. He opened his clothes and looked through them several times. His spirit beast bag was gone! He had lost Xiaoxiao! When had he lost her?
Xuan Yu quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, Xiaoxiao will come back by herself."
Du Heng was about to cry: "He is still a child, still in the spirit beast bag. If he encounters bad guys and locks him up, how can he come back?"
Feng Gui cleared his throat: "Don't worry, he's back." Du Heng's tears were still hanging in the corners of his eyes. He looked in the direction Feng Gui pointed, and saw Xiaoxiao walking towards him on the long street.
Xiaoxiao was holding something in her mouth. When she saw Du Heng and the others, she flapped her wings and flew over: "Chirp~"
Du Heng hugged Xiao Xiao and said, "You scared me to death!"
Xiaoxiao patted Du Heng's chest in comfort, and put the thing in his mouth into Du Heng's palm. Du Heng looked closely and saw that they were several storage bags.
When he opened the storage bag, he saw a lot of spiritual stones and treasures in it. Some of the treasures were auctioned at the auction house just now, and there were still the auction house's logo on them.
Xiaoxiao led Fenggui and the others to the alley beside the long street, and saw a man with a bruised face and nose lying in a remote alley. He was unconscious, with several broken ribs and a stuffy chest.
Xiaoxiao was talking about what happened after he and Du Heng separated. He was originally staying in the spirit beast bag, and Du Heng did not tie the bag, so he could secretly stick his head out of the spirit beast bag to see what was happening on the stage.
Just after Du Heng got the coriander seeds, he felt a burst of spiritual energy coming quickly, and then he was grabbed by someone. The man left the venue before the auction was about to end, and in this alley, he opened the spiritual beast bag.
Then he got an angry rebuke from Xiaoxiao. Although Xiaoxiao couldn't transform his body and couldn't retain his spiritual energy, if he was hit by him, even Fenggui would take a few steps back, let alone a defenseless thief?
Xiaoxiao hit him against the wall. This person was at the end of the foundation building stage, not as good as Du Heng. After Xiaoxiao succeeded in hitting him, he immediately used the unique skills he had learned over the years, the thief could not withstand Xiaoxiao's beating. He fell unconscious in the alley on the spot, and Xiaoxiao took away his storage bag.
Feng Gui squatted down and looked at the man's hands. The index finger and middle finger of this man's right hand were longer than normal people's fingers, and there was a layer of calluses on the fingertips.
Feng Gui said: "It's the robbers."
There is a sect in the world of cultivation that is truly bizarre. The moral principle of this sect from top to bottom is stealing. Stealing from heaven, earth, and everything in the world. In their morality, as long as they like something, there is nothing they cannot steal. If they get it, it is theirs. In the words of the Buddhist sect, this thing is destined to be with me.
They are different from the extortion beasts. Extortion beasts cheat, but they steal. Don't expect them to give back what they have stolen.
Maybe it was because Xiaoxiao was too cute that he couldn't help but want to steal her back as a spiritual pet. If Xiaoxiao was an ordinary spiritual beast cub, he would have succeeded long ago, but he never expected that Xiaoxiao was a genuine demon cultivator.
Jing Nan was extremely disgusted: "Strip him naked and throw him on the street, so that he won't do it again in the future."
The way Jing Nan and his team handled the situation was considered mild. If other cultivators had discovered the thieves from the sect, no one would have objected to beating them to death.
Not long after Jing Nan and the others left, an unconscious, naked man appeared on the long street. There was a note stuck on his back with crooked handwriting on it that read: I will never steal anything again.
It attracted half the people on the street to come over and watch.
Du Heng held Xiaoxiao, who he had lost and found again, and his heart was beating non-stop. He was scared to death. If he really lost Xiaoxiao, he would not want to live anymore.
Xiaoxiao rubbed Du Heng's chin to comfort him: "Chirp, chirp~" He is very smart, and ordinary people can't steal him. And after exercising for a while, he was hungry, and he thought he could eat a lot of meat!
Xiaoxiao chirped and expressed her demands: "Chirp chirp chirp chirp~" Xuan Yu walked beside Du Heng and translated: "Sweet and sour pork ribs and crab casserole, braised pig's trotters and roasted pigeon, red bean sponge cake with eight-treasure duck, hot and sour lotus root and boiled fish..."
Jing Nan said to Feng Gui dimly, "You are right about one thing. If Xiao Xiao spent one tenth of the energy he put into eating on reading, you wouldn't scold him." Feng Gui covered his face helplessly, "What a misfortune for our family..."
In the big pot, there was simmering rice, in the small pot, there was sweet and sour pork ribs, and in the casserole, there was half a pot of braised puffer fish. Du Heng was busy in front of the stove, but it was hard for the guests in Xiankelai. They didn't even dare to open the window because the smell was too annoying!
Du Heng cut the snake steak prepared for the guests upstairs into small pieces and placed them on a large plate. He also asked Xuan Yu to draw a simple formation to keep the snake steak crispy. Then he took a small bowl and put four puffer fish in it, and of course, he did not forget to pour a few shovels of thick soup.
After the sweet and sour pork ribs were cooked, he picked up two pieces of ribs with crispy bones and fed them to Xiaoxiao and Xiaoyu. Then he divided the ribs into two bowls, put the big bowl on the stove for Fenggui and the others to eat, and put the small bowl in the food box.
The plates prepared by the waiter were too small to hold the food he had prepared. Du Heng took out his food box, but of course he had to return the food box and the bowl inside after he finished eating.
After frying the bacon and bracken, he asked Xuan Yu to serve four large bowls of rice and put them on the first layer of the food box. Then he placed the prepared dishes on the two layers below.
Now all that was missing was some soup. Du Heng put two spoonfuls of water in the pot. When the water temperature came up, he turned the flame on the stove down to the lowest setting.
At this time, he took out the minced meat that had been prepared long ago. The minced meat was made of mountain fat meat. He took the front leg meat that was 40% fat and 60% cooked, and only added salt, pepper and a small amount of sugar, and of course, the scallion and ginger water to remove the odor.
The meatballs we are going to make this time only need to be blanched to be cooked, and they are tender and soft. If white wine is added, the taste will be stronger.
Du Heng held the minced meat in one hand and a spoon in the other. He held a ball of minced meat in his right palm, squeezed the spoon with his thumb, scooped it into the hot water, and a pink meatball appeared in the pot.
Xuan Yu stuffed a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into Du Heng's mouth: "Do you want me to turn up the heat in the pot?"
Du Heng shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, I kept the water from boiling on purpose. The meatballs need to be formed in warm water, and then they can be boiled. Otherwise, once it boils, it will just be a pot of minced meat soup, not meatball soup."
As he was talking, a layer of bite-sized meatballs sank into the pot. Du Heng swallowed the ribs in his mouth and said, "After the meatballs float up, they will be cooked in half a cup of tea. Such meatballs are very tender and suitable for both young and old."
As they were talking, the surface of the meatballs in the pot changed from pink to pink-white. Some of the meatballs that had been put in the pot earlier had already floated up, and a light layer of oil floated on the originally bland water.
Du Heng pointed at the pot proudly: "Look, if we turn up the heat now, the meatballs won't fall apart. After the water boils, add the greens and season. When the greens are cooked, the meatballs will be cooked too. A soup..."
Before Du Heng could finish boasting, he heard an angry roar from outside: "Who is the wicked one making delicious food? Can you please close the window? Are you trying to make us hungry to death?"
Du Heng: ...I suddenly feel a little happy. What's going on? But we should be low-key and not disturb others.
However, when he closed the window obediently, someone outside shouted again: "You'd better open the window! It's good to let us smell the smell!"
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu and the others helplessly: "It's so hard for me, really."
Jing Nan, who was eating puffer fish, smiled and said, "No, it's not difficult for you. It's difficult for those people outside who can smell it but can't eat it. They are really suffering."
Feng Gui snorted coldly: "If they keep yelling, I'll cook hot pot for them to smell and see what they say."
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