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At this time, he fully experienced the benefits of having a formation in the refrigerator. The dishes that Du Heng stored in the refrigerator were still hot and fragrant when he took them out.
Du Heng felt that he had found a good place to sell his inventory. In a short time, he sold more than a dozen red bean sponge cakes at a high price of one hundred spirit stones each.
The monks looked at each other and saw what delicious food you ordered. Some monks who had already eaten came to join in the fun. Du Heng was happy, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
He asked Xuan Yu in a low voice: "Xiao Yu, didn't you say that what I made is no different from elixirs? They won't notice anything after eating it, right?"
Xuan Yu said: "I have put away all the dishes I made before. The dishes you can order now are all made after you left Yunzheng Cave." Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief. He had never been so grateful for his habit of cooking.
Pickled fish is a great dish to go with rice. Even if the refrigerator is completely empty, it doesn't take long to make it on the spot. Du Heng has snake meat in his refrigerator, so it only takes a stick of incense to prepare the hot pickled fish.
During the middle of the You hour, the people eating in the dining hall were basically monks who had ordered dishes. By the end of the You hour, most people had left.
Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "Next time I will prepare more dishes. It's too tiring to cook on the spur of the moment."
Jing Nan counted the spirit stones while saying, "You can prepare some ingredients in advance tomorrow and only stir-fry those ingredients at night. Otherwise, if they follow the recipe, won't you be exhausted?"
Du Heng walked to the box of spirit stones at the door and asked, "How many spirit stones are there?" Jing Nan's eyes narrowed with a smile: "Thirteen thousand five hundred spirit stones."
Du Heng was stunned: "Huh? How can there be so much?!" Jing Nan said: "The set meal sold more than 1,700, and we also made 12 servings of pickled fish, plus baby pigeons and sponge cakes, etc., so we made a lot of money."
Du Heng touched his head suspiciously: "Eh? Did I only make twelve servings of pickled fish? I thought there would be a lot of people coming to eat later."
Feng Gui said, "That's because the portion of fish you cooked was too big. They couldn't finish it all by themselves, so they gathered together in groups of three or two to eat it." Du Heng counted on his fingers. Wow, there must be a hundred people dining in the dining hall today? !
He actually cooked for so many people without realizing it? Du Heng wanted to applaud himself!
But he always felt that an important person had not come yet, and Tai Shuhong, who was going to provide the food, had not shown up yet!
Thinking of Tai Shuhong, Du Heng stood at the entrance of the dining hall and looked around: "Oh no, did I not tell him the meal time? Do you want me to go to Shenzao Peak to invite him?"
At this time, Xiaoxiao flapped her wings and ran out of the door. Du Heng saw with his sharp eyes that there was a tall figure wandering on the path near the square in front of the dining hall. He looked closely and saw who it was but Tai Shuhong? !
Du Heng and Xiao Xiao soon greeted Tai Shuhong, whose face was flushed, and who was holding a large brocade box in his hand. As soon as he entered the door, he spoke with a stuttering voice: "I...sorry to bother you..."
As soon as Tai Shuhong opened his mouth, Jing Nan smiled. He patted Tai Shuhong on the shoulder and said, "You were the one wandering outside just now, weren't you? I was wondering, why didn't you come in?"
Tai Shuhong said: "Seeing that everyone is busy, I feel it is inconvenient to disturb you."
Du Heng said: "From now on, no matter when you come to the dining hall, I won't disturb you as long as we are here."
Tai Shuhong gave a shy smile: "Yeah."
Feng Gui looked Tai Shuhong up and down, and he nodded repeatedly: "Well, not bad." He is a good seedling, worthy of being a demon cultivator from his Dayu clan. Few cultivators can match his appearance and demeanor.
It's just that this child is too shy. Feng Gui couldn't figure out what race of demon cultivator he is. In short, he doesn't look like a phoenix.
Du Heng said with a smile on his face: "Great, people are here, we can have dinner!"
Jing Nan pushed Tai Shuhong to the kitchen: "Come on, we all eat next to the stove."
Taishu Hongjun blushed: "Yeah."
Du Heng had already cooked the spiritual rice they were going to eat in the innermost pot. Sausages, bacon and salted pork were steamed on top of the spiritual rice, as well as Xiaoxiao's favorite egg custard. As soon as they opened the rice cooker, the heat and fragrance from the pot came towards them.
Xuan Yu and Du Heng brought out the steamed dishes from the pot, while Feng Gui and the others took out the fried pork and dry-pot spirit rat from the refrigerator. After Du Heng brought out the red flame python stewed chicken soup from the casserole, the table was filled with dishes.
When Jing Nan walked to the door of the dining hall and was about to close it, Jiang Shangzhou rushed in: "I'm here, I'm here, do you have dinner?"
Jing Nan looked at Jiang Shangzhou with a half-smile: "It's past the hour of You."
Du Heng noticed the movement near the door: "Is that Jiang Shangzhou? Where have you been? I reserved a meal for you but you didn't come, so I gave it to someone else. Xiaoyu, bring another pair of chopsticks."
Jiang Shangzhou slid past Jing Nan and said, "What do you call this? It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. The good things are saved for last!"
Jiang Shangzhou consciously squeezed next to Tai Shuhong. He asked curiously, "Tai Shuhong, why did you leave the Beast Garden today?"
Tai Shuhong nodded implicitly: "I was invited, so I dare not postpone it."
Du Heng opened the lid of the casserole and said, "Come on, come on, don't be polite, eat your food, eat your food!"
Xiaoxiao stretched his neck and took a large piece of rat meat and put it in Taishuhong's bowl. He chirped at Taishuhong, signaling him not to be polite. Taishuhong gently touched Xiaoxiao's down: "Thank you."
Feng Gui looked at Xiaoxiao: "You're just going to give the thing in your mouth to others like that? I don't know if they will despise you or not." Xiaoxiao moved his body closer to Tai Shuhong. Today, he and Tai Shuhong were the best friends in the world, and no one should despise anyone else.
Tai Shuhong smiled more gently: "I don't mind, Xiaoxiao is very cute."
Jing Nan joked, "If you think he's cute, just take him away. This guy is a big eater, you can take him home to raise him." Tai Shuhong said politely, "A gentleman doesn't take away what others love."
Jiang Shangzhou had already started eating. He picked up a piece of rat meat and chewed it carefully. The fried rat meat had a crispy skin and a dry fragrance. The meat inside was very chewy. The thin bones could be swallowed directly. After being stir-fried with spicy seasoning, the rat meat was spicy and fragrant. Jiang Shangzhou's mouth and tongue were numb, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
At this time, he drank another mouthful of the Red Flame Python Stewed Chicken Soup, and the fiery touch spread from his mouth to his stomach. Jiang Shangzhou let out a long sigh of relief: "It's so satisfying."
Jiang Shangzhou was thick-skinned and didn't need Du Heng to greet him. Du Heng and the others focused on the shy Tai Shuhong. Du Heng asked with a smile: "Taishu, do you like spicy food or salty food? Or do you like sweet food?"
Tai Shuhong quickly put down his bowl and politely replied, "I can do anything."
Seeing Tai Shuhong's reaction, no one had the heart to disturb him. Tai Shuhong was too pure, too pure to look like a demon cultivator who grew up in a human cultivator sect. He looked more like a disciple from a wealthy and reserved family.
Feng Gui thought for a moment and gave Tai Shuhong a piece of sausage: "Try this sausage." Tai Shuhong took the bowl respectfully: "Thank you."
Feng Gui said, "You don't have to be so reserved and polite when you're with us. Come and have dinner together when you're free in the evening." Most people would not refuse an invitation from Feng Gui, but Tai Shuhong was an exception. He hesitated after hearing this.
Jing Nan asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?" Tai Shuhong said: "No, no, the food is delicious."
Feng Gui asked, "So you're very busy? No time to come for dinner?"
Jiang Shangzhou sighed: "No, this guy is just too withdrawn and usually doesn't like to go out."
Du Heng understood: "Oh, that's easy. If you don't like going out, we can just send you a portion when we cook. The Beast Garden is close to here anyway."
Tai Shuhong lowered his head and put down his bowl and chopsticks: "I am a demon cultivator."
Everyone nodded: "Yeah, what happened to the demon cultivator?"
Tai Shuhong struggled and said, "I am still an unlucky demon cultivator."
Feng Gui frowned and said, "Nonsense, how can a good demon cultivator be unlucky?"
Tai Shuhong said: "Sometimes I can't control my demonic fire. Because of me, Shenxu Palace has been burned down to 32 palaces on eight hills. Of course, there are also cultivators who were injured by my demonic fire because they were close to me, and they have not recovered yet."
Feng Gui chuckled and held Tai Shuhong's pulse: "It's not a big deal, let me see your..." Feng Gui's spiritual energy rushed into Tai Shuhong's body, and his expression changed slightly.
Tai Shuhong withdrew his hand, his face filled with shame and self-blame: "People who get too close to me will be in trouble..."
Feng Gui patted Tai Shuhong's shoulder. The light in his eyes made him look more lively. "Don't think too much. We can withstand this level of demonic fire."
Jing Nan poked Feng Gui and sent a message: "What's wrong?" Feng Gui responded: "I'll tell you later."
Feng Gui said to Xuan Yu: "Xiao Yu, do you still have some green plum wine? It's rare for us to get together today, how about drinking some wine?" Xuan Yu nodded: "Okay."
Jing Nan was happy: "Xixi is in a good mood today." Feng Gui smiled: "Yeah."
Xiaoxiao looked at Fenggui suspiciously. His uncle had never smiled at him before. He looked at Tai Shuhong again, and an unreliable thought came to Xiaoxiao's mind. Could it be that... his uncle fell in love with Tai Shuhong? ! Is he going to have an aunt? !
Thinking of this, Xiaoxiao became more attentive to Tai Shuhong. He hoped that his uncle would get married soon, change his moodiness, and even better, scold him less.
Tai Shuhong looked at the dishes Xiaoxiao kept bringing him, and his smile became even warmer: "Thank you, thank you."
Jiang Shangzhou said jealously: "I am also a guest. This is also the first time I sit at the same table with you. Why are you so rude to me?"
Du Heng and the others looked at the bones next to Jiang Shangzhou's bowl and had the nerve to say that, besides Xiaoxiao, he ate the most at the table! If they were polite to him any more, he would crawl to the middle of the table.
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Green plum wine tastes sweet when you drink it, and you can't help but drink a few more sips. When you feel your whole body getting hot and your eyes blurry, and when you see a few shadows in front of you, you are usually drunk.
Tai Shuhong first felt that he was shaking, and then he felt that it was the table that was shaking. As his body was shaking, he slid to the ground.
Fortunately, Feng Gui helped him up, so Tai Shuhong didn't fall to the ground. Xiaoxiao looked at her uncle with shining eyes: "Chirp!" Uncle, take Aunt to rest!
Feng Gui gave Xiao Xiao a strange look, and Jing Nan almost fell to the ground laughing: "Hahahaha, Xixi, you're done!"
Feng Gui was extremely helpless: "Stop making trouble."
Du Heng knew with his toes that Xiaoxiao must have said something extraordinary, but he couldn't guess what Xiaoxiao had just said. Du Heng asked Xuan Yu quietly: "What did Xiaoxiao say?"
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "It's nothing." Don't let Du Heng know about this kind of thing, so as to avoid him causing trouble.
Tai Shuhong's face was ruddy. He moved in Feng Gui's arms, leaned his head on his chest and fell asleep. Listening to Tai Shuhong's even breathing, Feng Gui held him close to Jing Nan and said, "Nan Nan, help him sober up."
Jing Nan retracted his hands and laughed, "No, no, no, I won't help. By the way, why don't you take your new love downstairs to have a rest?"
Feng Gui was even more helpless: "Nannan, stop making trouble and help me."
Jing Nan shrank back: "No help, no help."
Feng Gui was very depressed: "How come Tai Shuhong is just like Du Heng, he can't drink at all."
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Xuan Yu said: "There is a room in the back wing, let him stay here first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shangzhou came out to stop him: "Not right, not right, it's better for him to go back to the Beast Garden."
Feng Gui looked Jiang Shangzhou up and down: "So, you want to send him to the Beast Garden?"
Jiang Shangzhou cleared his throat: "Ah."
Jing Nan said, "No, you have a sly look on your face. If Tai Shuhong lets you take him home, you might abuse him. I can't let you take him home."
Jiang Shangzhou was so angry that he almost fainted: "I have shifty eyes?! Are you blind?! I am destined to be romantic!"
Jing Nan said to Feng Gui, "A man with a smile on his face is not a good person. We can't let him harm Tai Shuhong. Xixi, you should send him to the backyard to rest."
Feng Gui carried Tai Shuhong towards the backyard, complaining as he walked: "I have never held anyone except Xiaoxiao and you since I was a child!" Jing Nan patted Xiaoxiao's butt: "Stop eating, go take care of him."
Xiaoxiao tilted his head back and drank a bowl of soup. He wiped his mouth with his wings, jumped off the stool and followed Feng Gui away.
Jiang Shangzhou snorted angrily: "I'm warning you, if the dining hall catches fire in the middle of the night, you can go and cry!"
However, the dining hall was peaceful and quiet the whole night, with only the chirping of insects in the courtyard and the whistling of swords coming from the training ground next door.
Du Heng got up early in the morning. He had to make breakfast. It didn't matter whether he went down the mountain to get vegetables or not.
Today's breakfast is tofu skin, Du Heng promised Xiaoxiao.
Xuan Yu made a small stone mill for Du Heng, the same as the one used in the village. The stone mill was placed in the square outside the dining hall and was whirring. Rice slurry mixed with mung beans and spiritual rice dripped into the large bowl next to the stone mill.
Du Heng didn't plan to make too much tofu skin, so there was only a large bowl of light green rice milk, which was not as much as the amount of soy milk that Xiaoxiao usually drank.
After the millstone stopped working, Du Heng walked to the kitchen with a large bowl in his hand. Two pots on the small stove in the kitchen were cooking something. The large pot was steaming rice, and the small pot was frying meat sauce.
Just smelling the aroma of the meat sauce makes one's mouth water. After Xuan Yu walked into the kitchen, he saw Du Heng serving the meat sauce in a bowl. He hugged Du Heng from behind and kissed him on the side of his face: "Why don't you sleep a little longer? Is your waist still uncomfortable?"
Du Heng felt a burst of spiritual energy coming from his waist. Xuan Yu was rubbing his waist considerately. He leaned his head against Xuan Yu's face and said, "Much better. Where did you go so early in the morning?"
Xuan Yu said: "Go to the meditation platform and get the food for you."
Du Heng smiled: "Isn't it too early? Isn't it too early to go at 1:00 a.m.? I said I would go there after making breakfast. Did Wang Jian embarrass you?"
Xuan Yu said: "I brought the seals of the monks with me, so he didn't dare to make things difficult for us. He also gave us a lot of food today, including a whole cow, a sheep, and several large sea fish."
Du Heng smiled and said, "Xiaoyu is still amazing."
Xuan Yu sniffed the smell of the meat sauce: "This meat sauce is different from what you usually make."
Jingnan loves to eat meat stew, and Du Heng always has some in his refrigerator. Usually, the stew contains diced meat, bamboo shoots, and mushrooms, but today the meat flavor is not as strong, as if something has been added to it.
Du Heng scooped up a spoonful of meat sauce and put it into Xuan Yu's mouth: "You have a keen nose. I added some dried tofu in it."
Xuan Yu tasted it carefully: "Well, it's not bad with tofu. There aren't many beans in the refrigerator? Let's go to the store in Zhengyang City to buy some during the break."
Du Heng smiled and nodded: "Well, you are really careful. I wouldn't have noticed it if you hadn't told me."
After serving the meat sauce, he added flour of similar weight to the ground rice while the iron pot was still warm. After stirring the flour evenly, the rice paste turned into a milky white batter.
Du Heng poured the batter into the pot along the edge of the pot. When the batter met the heat, it solidified into white bean curd. An uneven circle of bean curd soon formed on the edge of the pot, and more batter slid to the bottom of the pot and piled up shallowly at the bottom.
As soon as his spiritual energy turned, Du Heng turned the batter at the bottom of the pot along the hot pot. As the batter turned in circles, a round piece of bean curd skin soon appeared in the pot. The edge of the bean curd skin was relatively thin, and as the pot heated up, the bean curd skin at the edge slightly curled up, like a fairy's gauze skirt.
Du Heng was happy: "Xiao Yu, look, I thought I could only make one piece of skin, but I didn't expect the batter to be more durable than I thought." He made such a large piece of tofu skin, but only one third of the batter in the bowl was used.
Xuan Yu kissed Du Heng. He knew that Du Heng was going to take the next step: "What should we do next?"
Du Heng said, "Put the steamed rice in the pot on the bean curd. It's best to put it in a square shape so that it will be convenient for cutting the bean curd later. Help me to loosen the rice while I beat an egg."
Xuan Yu quickly understood what Du Heng meant by "crack an egg". He cracked three eggs in a bowl and stirred them into egg liquid. As the spiritual energy surged, he evenly spread the egg liquid on the bean curd in the pot.
Du Heng laughed and said, "Nan Nan always said that I used all the spiritual energy from my practice to cook." But there was nothing he could do. Who told him that cooking was the most exciting time for him to use his spiritual energy? He would rather use his spiritual energy to roll up egg liquid and make pancakes than to hold a spiritual sword and kill people everywhere.
Xuan Yu opened the steamer and helped to shovel out the spiritual energy from the rice. After hearing what Du Heng said, he said slowly: "The spiritual energy you have cultivated is yours. Use it however you want. Just be happy."
After the egg liquid solidified, Du Heng turned the whole bean curd skin over with a sound of "Hey". The round bean curd skin was very soft, and even after turning it over, it slowly stuck to the bottom of the pot. Du Heng gave a thumbs up: "Perfect~"
A square ball of spiritual rice appeared in front of Xuan Yu. The spiritual rice was one inch thick, just the right height for eating. He asked softly, "Can I put it on the bean curd?"
Du Heng nodded repeatedly: "Come on, come on!"
The snow-white rice ball was placed on the slightly golden tofu skin, and Xuan Yu placed it perfectly, right in the middle.
Du Heng sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions on the rice, and the colors in front of him suddenly became clear. Green, white, and gold fell on the black bottom of the pot. This prototype of tofu skin was really beautiful.
What can make people feel happy in this world? A lot of things, from the vast sea and sky to the rolling clouds, and from the small things like accidentally frying a perfectly round poached egg and making a round outer and square inner bean curd.
Du Heng poured a circle of soybean oil under the bean curd skin along the edge of the pot. After the soybean oil entered the pot, the originally quiet pot suddenly sounded music. The sizzling sound of oil splashing opened Du Heng's good mood for the day. When he sprinkled the fried meat sauce on the spiritual rice, he was in a very happy mood.
The soup in the meat sauce seeped down through the gaps in the rice. Du Heng used the bottom of the spatula to press the meat sauce onto the rice, so that the excess soup would seep into the rice, making it taste even better.
Worried that the meat sauce wasn't enough, Du Heng added another spoonful of sauce to the rice. The white rice was immediately dyed reddish brown, and the aroma of rice and meat intertwined, making people want to take a bite right away.
However, it is not finished yet. Du Heng turned the bean curd skin that was sticking out of the square rice ball over and covered the rice. There was egg liquid on the outside of the bean curd skin, and after frying, beautiful tiger skin appeared on the bean curd skin.
The golden bean curd skin wraps the rich inner part. Once you lift up the skin, you can see the delicious food that has nowhere to hide.
What Du Heng wants to do is to make the tofu skin look more subtle. How to make it more subtle? That is to turn the tofu skin over to reveal the inside!
The turning over process is done in one go, and the solid three-fresh bean curd skin reveals its golden back side, it has hidden all the treasures!
Du Heng turned off the fire in the stove. He looked at the squeaking bean curd in the pot with great satisfaction and said, "The remaining fire in the pot can bake the rice below to be crispy... Oh, I should have mixed the rice and the meat sauce first!"
Xuan Yu looked at the slightly depressed Du Heng and smiled. He said softly, "It's okay. We'll mix the rice and meat in advance in the next pot."
Du Heng said, "Wait a minute, can you help me cut the bean curd into pieces? The length and width should be about the same... less than two inches?"
Xuan Yu smiled: "No wonder you asked me to make the rice into squares, it turns out it's easier to cut." Du Heng nodded: "Hey!"
Xuan Yu quickly cut the bean curd skin in the pot into 16 pieces. When he was cutting the bean curd skin, Du Heng heard the crispy sound of the bean curd skin. Du Heng's mouth was watering at the tempting smell.
After Xuan Yu finished cutting, Du Heng scooped up a piece of bean curd and put it on the plate. He served a piece of bean curd at the edge, and saw distinct layers of color on the cross section.
The top and bottom layers were golden bean curd sheets, with brown rice and meat sauce in the middle. Du Heng opened the bean curd sheets, picked up a piece of rice and handed it to Xuan Yu: "Xiao Yu, would you like to taste it?"
Xuan Yu took a bite and said, "It tastes a bit like the steamed rice you made before. This will definitely keep me full for the whole morning."
Du Heng smiled and said, "Yes, this is very filling. When drinking tofu soup before, didn't Feng Gui and the others say they felt hungry soon after they finished drinking it?"
Xuan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Well... let them eat a few more pieces."
Du Heng felt that Xuan Yu didn’t like tofu skin very much, but after eating a few bites, he thought it was okay.
The rice grains were distinct and full, and they were steamed just right, soft and chewy in the mouth. With the sauce from the meat sauce, Du Heng felt like he was eating the steamed glutinous rice he had eaten as a child.
There is loose meat sauce under the rice. If you are not careful when eating, the rich ingredients will spill on the plate. Pick up the ingredients and throw them into your mouth. You can tell what kind of ingredients they are by chewing them roughly. The crispy ones are bamboo shoots, the soft and chewy ones are mushrooms, the fresh and soft ones are meat, and the ones that have absorbed the soup are tofu.
The chopped green onions dotted in the dish have lost their original flavor and become mellow and soft. After taking a mouthful of rice, my stomach feels at ease.
When Du Heng had almost finished taking out the rice from the bean curd wrap, only his favorite bean curd was left. The bean curd was stained with the color of the sauce, and the color was slightly darker. When Du Heng ate it, it had absorbed a lot of the sauce and was no longer crispy.
The unique soft and chewy texture made Du Heng squint his eyes. Occasionally, he would taste the bean curd skin that was not stained by the sauce, and could hear a crackling sound between his lips and teeth.
It’s so delicious. Eating this portion of bean curd makes my stomach feel comfortable and relaxed.
Du Heng stuffed the remaining bean curd into Xuan Yu's mouth. After chewing it, Xuan Yu said, "It tastes a bit like the burrito you made before."
Du Heng was certain that Xuan Yu really didn't like tofu skin.
The author has something to say: Tai Shuhong: What did you call me?
Xiaoxiao: Auntie!!
Tai Shuhong: It seems...something is not right.
Xiaoxiao: Could it be... my uncle?!
Feng Gui: I’m going to beat you to death.
Jingnan and the others laughed like geese.
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