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Shenxu Palace is a magical place, and everyone here has a distinct personality. Their leader is a walking ice cellar, and when he swings his sword, he hurts half of his own people first. Their fourth elder is a young man with peach blossom eyes, who smiles before speaking to people for the first time, and his eyes are so charming that they can make people's souls ripple. Their supreme elder is a child who is not as tall as a sword, and he speaks in a very formal manner.
Du Heng seemed to be staring at Ye Wenqiu calmly, but in fact, he was already complaining crazily in his heart. Did these cultivators from Shenxu Palace receive any stimulation during their practice? Why are they all so unconventional?
Ye Wenqiu chewed the fish head in his hand with a crunchy sound. The fishy aroma rushed into Du Heng's nose. He sniffed and felt a pang in his heart. Return his cute little friend and his crispy fried crucian carp!
However, Du Heng was more timid. He sat in front of Ye Wenqiu, even straighter than Ye Wenqiu.
Ye Wenqiu said carefully: "Don't be nervous. I didn't come to you to lobby for Jiang Shangzhou."
Du Heng smiled awkwardly but politely, his eyes were attracted by the two small tufts of hair on Ye Wenqiu's head. He had to praise himself for his good craftsmanship, Ye Wenqiu looked much cuter with this bun than when he had his hair disheveled at the beginning.
Ye Wenqiu said, "When our master was alive, he repeatedly told us that feelings cannot be forced. I have also been observing you during this period. You and your Taoist partner have a bond that is stronger than gold, and he cannot interfere. However, I also know Jiang Shangzhou. Once he decides on something, he will go through fire and water and devote all his energy to it."
Du Heng: ...Is Ye Wenqiu really not here to threaten him?
Du Heng's thoughts were written all over his face. Ye Wenqiu looked at his expression and said, "But don't worry. Jiang Shangzhou is also a cultivator with self-respect and principles. If he really can't see any hope, he will give up on his own initiative."
Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Elder Ye's heavy breathing while speaking was really scary.
Ye Wenqiu picked up another small crucian carp and bit off its head. His movements were so clean and sharp, but his words were so hesitant: "Actually, I came here today to ask you for a favor."
Du Heng said respectfully, "Elder Ye, please speak."
Ye Wenqiu waved his hand: "Don't be so reserved. Here's the thing, if you see a lotus-shaped magic weapon at Jiang Shangzhou's place in the future, I hope you can pay attention to it."
Du Heng said, "Don't worry, Elder Ye. Du Heng is not the kind of person who is greedy for cheap things. If Elder Jiang brings the magic weapon, I will just refuse it." However, Jiang Shangzhou was very persistent. Even if Du Heng refused, he would find a way to place the magic weapon near the dining hall.
Ye Wenqiu said: "He may not give you the magic weapon, but he may take you to see it. The magic weapon is called the Seven-Star Lotus Platform. It is a magic weapon left by our master for comprehending the mind method. It contains the sword intent of the cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage in my Shenxu Palace."
Du Heng was sweating profusely. Was Jiang Shangzhou trying to trick him to death? Why would a Jindan cultivator like him use this thing? He was afraid that once he opened the magic weapon, it would be pierced into a sieve by the sword energy.
Ye Wenqiu said: "I hope you can let me know after you see the magic weapon..."
Du Heng asked in confusion: "Elder Ye, why do you need to go through me for this matter? You can just tell Jiang Shangzhou directly."
Ye Wenqiu shook his head and sighed regretfully, "You don't know this. Before our master passed away, he left a magic weapon for each of us brothers. In it were his sword spirit and teachings. However, our magic weapons were taken away by Junior Brother Jiang and became part of the mountain protection formation. We can never get them back."
Du Heng: ? ? Are you trying to trick your own senior brother like this?
Ye Wenqiu said sadly, "The teachings that Master left us can no longer be heard. Now if I want to hear Master's voice and sense Master's sword intent, the only way is to get Junior Brother Jiang's Seven-Star Lotus Platform. Now I am stuck at the end of the out-of-body state, and recently when I dreamed, I always dreamed of Master's voice, appearance and smile. I wonder if Master left something for me, so I really want to hear Master's voice."
Du Heng shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, since that magic weapon is so important to you brothers, I can't get involved with it." What if he handed Jiang Shangzhou's magic weapon to Ye Wenqiu, and Jiang Shangzhou thought he had agreed to him... the consequences would be disastrous.
Ye Wenqiu smiled calmly and took out a bright yellow talisman paper from his sleeve: "You don't need to take the magic weapon away. You just need to ignite this talisman paper when you see the magic weapon."
Du Heng had a terrible headache: "This...is not good."
He always felt that if he accepted the talisman paper, he would be in big trouble. Besides, Jiang Shangzhou treasured his lotus platform so much, how could he take it out to show him? And he still said that Ye Wenqiu was Jiang Shangzhou's senior brother, why didn't he tell Jiang Shangzhou directly about this matter?
Ye Wenqiu said softly, "Do you think I didn't ask him for it? But he refused to show me the lotus platform no matter what. I even wondered if the sword spirit left by our master in the lotus platform had been damaged. He was afraid of being blamed by us and didn't dare to take it out. So I wanted to see the lotus platform with my own eyes. If it was really damaged, I wouldn't have any more thoughts about it."
Ye Wenqiu's eyes were filled with nostalgia, and Du Heng softened his heart: "You won't fight with Jiang Shangzhou because of Liantai, right?"
Ye Wenqiu shook his head: "He is my junior fellow apprentice. Even if I miss my master, I will not argue with him over a magic weapon. If the lotus platform is really damaged, I have nothing to say."
Du Heng thought for a while and then put the talisman paper into his sleeve: "Okay then. But you have to promise me that you won't cause discord among fellow apprentices because of a magic weapon."
Ye Wenqiu smiled and nodded. He looked at Du Heng calmly and raised his hand: "Ye Wenqiu swore to the Heaven that he just wanted to take a look at the lotus platform and listen to the Master's voice."
Du Heng put the talisman paper in his sleeve and said, "Okay, if Jiang Shangzhou takes me to see the magic weapon in the future, I will ignite the talisman paper. But if he doesn't take me to see it, I can't do anything about it."
Ye Wenqiu said: "If he didn't take you to see it, then you can keep this talisman paper. If you are in danger in the future, light this talisman paper. As long as we are not too far away, I will help you."
Du Heng was delighted. Isn't this a summoning talisman that can summon a late-stage out-of-body cultivator? Great! Although he felt that it was of no use.
Ye Wenqiu ate the small fish while talking, and soon he ate all the small fish. He stood up and bowed respectfully to Du Heng: "Then I'll leave it to you, Daoist Du."
Du Heng was flattered: "Elder Ye, you are too kind."
After Ye Wenqiu left, Du Heng was still a little confused. When Xuan Yu came in with a storage bag of small fish and shrimps, Du Heng was staring blankly and looking confused.
Xuan Yu waved his hand in front of him: "Du Heng? What's wrong?"
Du Heng came back to his senses, and he told Xuan Yu about Ye Wenqiu's visit to him. After that, he took out the bright yellow talisman paper and showed it to Xuan Yu: "Xiao Yu, I wonder if I am meddling too much?"
Xuan Yu sensed it and said, "This is a communication talisman, it is very fast, you should keep it for now. If Ye Wenqiu really takes you to see the lotus platform, you will ignite the talisman paper. This is a matter between their fellow apprentices, even if they really have something dirty, it has nothing to do with you. Besides, Ye Wenqiu came to you as the supreme elder to ask for a favor, you can't refuse."
Du Heng smiled bitterly: "What a hassle. I never thought I would be so charming."
He thought he was an ordinary person, but he didn't expect that he could win the favor of one or two monks. Could it be that the Taoist master felt sorry for him and had been single for more than 20 years in his hometown, and now he was allowed to enjoy the blessing of having many wives?
Du Heng thought about it and then spat on himself. Instead of wasting time on idle thoughts, he might as well just cook.
After lunch, Du Heng and Xuan Yu went to the big pit next to Shenzao Peak to dig Jerusalem artichokes. Jerusalem artichokes are a plant that grows irregular tubers. Du Heng's hometown also calls it Jerusalem artichokes and devil ginger. This thing grows particularly well in sandy ground, and the tubers it grows are delicious when used to pickle small pickles.
The discovery of Jerusalem artichokes was purely accidental. Du Heng had heard Tai Shuhong say that there were many pools under the corridor. He and Xuan Yu went there later. They wanted to find some wild rice stems to cook with, but they didn't find any. Instead, they found some scattered Jerusalem artichokes.
He dug up the Jerusalem artichokes and made them into pickles. Later, when Tai Shuhong came, he told him that there were many such plants growing beside the big pit west of Shenzao Peak.
It's sunny today, so I can go dig some and make pickles.
Two incense sticks later, they arrived at the big pit. A few days ago, the mountain protection formation of Shenxu Palace broke down, and the sudden drop in temperature froze many spiritual plants. When Du Heng and his friends saw Jerusalem artichokes, the Jerusalem artichokes stretched for more than ten miles. The stems of these Jerusalem artichokes were of different thicknesses and lengths, and the leaves and yellow flowers on them were already frozen and wilted.
Du Heng pulled a Jerusalem artichoke and said worriedly, "I don't know if the Jerusalem artichokes here have grown tuberous stems."
Du Heng's worry was justified. Shenxu Palace was previously covered by a formation that made the four seasons like spring. In this atmosphere, the vegetation in the barrier did not know spring, summer, autumn and winter. Take the wild rice next to Linghu Lake for example. If it was outside the barrier, the leaves of the wild rice would have frozen to death in this season. How could you pick fresh wild rice?
The Jerusalem artichoke stalks and the sandy soil underneath were turned over, and several white tubers of different sizes appeared on the Jerusalem artichoke stalks and in the sand pits. The largest tuber was bigger than Du Heng's palm, with bumps and fine sand on it, and the smallest was only as big as Du Heng's thumb.
Du Heng was overjoyed: "Xiaoyu, there is one! Look, it's quite big."
Xuan Yu said, "Then we can pick the big ones and make pickles, and leave the small ones here to grow slowly?" Du Heng nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay."
He likes to dig things out of the soil, and every thing he gets after digging up the soil is full of surprises. The soil next to the big pit is sandy and especially suitable for Jerusalem artichokes to grow. It didn't take long for Du Heng to harvest a basket of Jerusalem artichokes.
Du Heng shook his head and said, "It's terrible. I can't go back. This is too addictive."
Pulling out the Jerusalem artichoke stems will bring out the Jerusalem artichokes. Du Heng can pick up big and good Jerusalem artichokes as long as he follows Xuan Yu. He has already been thinking in his mind: "Let's take more back and make some small pickles. Make them sweet. They taste especially good when added to porridge. If we can't finish them, we can also stir-fry meat with Jerusalem artichokes. This is also a fresh dish."
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Xuan Yu smiled and said, "Okay, it's up to you."
Jerusalem artichokes grow for dozens of miles. They grow endlessly, and each of their roots will produce a tuber. These tubers can spread several miles underground. As long as one seed falls, it will grow into a graceful Jerusalem artichoke next year.
The Jerusalem artichokes in front of him had killed other plants and were faintly showing a tendency to grow towards the big pit. Du Heng could assert that if he left these things alone, they would occupy the land between Shenzao Peak and Shengu Peak in the future!
Xuan Yu and Du Heng had been together for a long time, and he could guess Du Heng's thoughts. With a glance of his spiritual sense, he knew which Jerusalem artichoke had the largest and most abundant ones. As long as he pulled them out, Du Heng would follow and pick them up like a rabbit lured by green vegetables.
Du Heng followed him and gradually walked into the depths of the Jerusalem artichoke. Wherever the two walked, the Jerusalem artichoke stalks fell to the ground, and the ground was full of holes left by the spiritual energy.
Du Heng was so excited about picking up the Jerusalem artichokes that he was willing to bend down at first, but later he used his spiritual energy to follow behind and pick up the Jerusalem artichokes and put them into the storage bag. While picking up Xuan Yu, he said, "We have this thing outside our village."
Du Heng laughed: "Eh? Really? Why didn't I see it?"
Xuan Yu said: "Yes, there are many ponds to the east of the village entrance. They grow beside the ponds. But they don't grow as well as here."
The two chatted incessantly, and suddenly Xuan Yu stopped and said, "Someone is here." Du Heng smiled and said, "Isn't it normal for someone to be in Shenxu Palace?"
Xuan Yu shook his head: "No." Xuan Yu patted Du Heng gently, and Du Heng felt a gentle spiritual energy wrapping around him. Then Du Heng's eyes blurred, and he was already carried by Xuan Yu and fled forward for several miles.
When Xuan Yu stopped, Du Heng's consciousness circled around, and he saw Jerusalem artichoke stalks all around him. He was about to say something, but he found that Xuan Yu's eyes were more serious than ever before. Xuan Yu squatted and looked outside the Jerusalem artichoke stalks. Du Heng also looked curiously in the direction Xuan Yu was looking, and he was surprised to find that they were no longer next to the big pit.
They were now on a gentle hillside covered with Jerusalem artichokes, among which there were three-foot-high grave mounds. Du Heng was now behind a grave mound, and under the cover of the tombstone, he saw a pure white gravestone three feet in front of him.
This tombstone is very conspicuous. Among the many tombstones, it is the only one that is pure white, and there are no Jerusalem artichokes around the mound, making it look like someone often visits the grave.
Du Heng asked Xuan Yu softly, "Where are they?" Xuan Yu replied, "They are nearby." Du Heng also replied, "We are digging Jerusalem artichokes openly and honestly. We haven't done anything bad, right? Why are we hiding?"
Xuan Yu didn't say anything, but Du Heng soon understood why he didn't speak, because he saw Jiang Shangzhou.
Jiang Shangzhou and an old man with white hair and a youthful face were walking through the Jerusalem artichokes. Du Heng knew the old man. That day, when he was walking along the corridor of the Beast Garden, he saw the old man talking to him.
Ever since Jiang Shangzhou told Xuan Yu that he wanted to pursue him, Xuan Yu has been very serious when he sees Jiang Shangzhou. Now seeing Jiang Shangzhou here, no wonder Xuan Yu hid. Du Heng's hand covered the back of Xuan Yu's hand, and his eyes narrowed. Xuan Yu's jealous look really moved him.
If it weren't for the wrong situation and place, he really wanted to move over and kiss Xuan Yu on the face.
The breeze rustled the Jerusalem artichokes, and a green light swirled in Xuan Yu's eyes. At first glance, it looked as if his eyeballs had turned green. Du Heng cooperated with Xuan Yu and hid behind the tombstone. The wide tombstone blocked Du Heng's sight. Du Heng could smell the smell of grass and trees in the wind and the smell of soil in the basket on Xuan Yu's back.
This feeling was very subtle. Du Heng thought of the time when he was a child playing games in the fields with his friends. It was also such a sunny afternoon when he accidentally fell asleep. When he woke up, his friends had all gone home. He was standing alone in the wilderness, feeling abandoned by the whole world.
For some reason, Du Heng now had the same feeling as at that time. He stared at his hand, which covered the slightly cool back of Xuan Yu's hand. Usually, Xuan Yu would hold his hand back, but this time, Xuan Yu concealed his breath and movements. He squatted beside Du Heng, like a stone sculpture.
Jiang Shangzhou's voice came: "Are you sure you want to do this? Even if it's a dog, you should have feelings for it after raising it for hundreds of years, not to mention that he is a living person. He has treated you like a father over the years. Can you really do this? Su Zhan, do you want to reconsider it?"
It turns out that the white-haired old man that day was Su Zhan, the elder of Shenzao Peak. Didn't they say that Su Zhan had gone out? When did he come back?
Su Zhan said, "I have raised him for so many years just for this day. I can't wait any longer, Xiao Zhou. You may look down on me or think I am hopelessly bad. I just want him to live. I have no other request. Even if the entire cultivation world spurns me, I don't care."
The two men walked to the white tombstone, and Du Heng heard the rustling sounds of the two men, and soon he smelled the scent of incense and candles. He thought the two men might be paying tribute to the deceased in the tomb.
Jiang Shangzhou sighed: "It's been eight hundred years. I thought you had given up. Why can't you just let yourself go?"
Su Zhan was silent for a while, then he said slowly: "You should know that the moment he passed away, I didn't want to live anymore. If it weren't for this belief supporting me, I would have followed him long ago."
Jiang Shangzhou said solemnly: "If he were alive, he would definitely scold you for being stupid."
Su Zhan said: "He is the kindest person. Even if he scolded me, he would forgive me if I coaxed him."
Jiang Shangzhou sighed, "I can't persuade you, just think it through. If Master and Disciple Old Ye knew about this, our journey to immortality would end here."
Su Zhan chuckled: "Don't you think it's too late to say this now? What we did behind each other's backs would have been enough to get us expelled from the Immortal Sect hundreds of times."
The two spoke ambiguously, and after a few words, they fell silent. When Su Zhan left, Posuo Tombstone said, "We will meet soon. Will you think I am old by then?"
It was a long time after the two of them left that Xuan Yu started to move again. When he turned to look at Du Heng, he saw that Du Heng had already sat down on the ground, leaning against the tombstone with his shoulders folded, looking particularly lonely.
Xuan Yu reached out and touched Du Heng's hair: "Are you okay?"
Du Heng recovered and forced a smile: "Not bad."
He always felt that he had heard something incredible. What were they plotting that could make the elders of a sect say such words?
After Xuan Yu's spiritual energy circulated in Du Heng's body, he pulled Du Heng up from the ground and said, "These two people have hidden their whereabouts. If my cultivation was not higher than theirs, I would not have been able to find them."
Du Heng was right. Shenxu Palace was full of people. Whatever the sect disciples wanted to do, they could just do it openly. Why did they have to hide their whereabouts? It was this cautiousness that made Xuan Yu discover something wrong.
The two walked towards the white tombstone. Two white candles were lit in front of the tombstone, and three incense sticks were burning in front of the incense burner between the white candles. Green smoke curled up, and through the green smoke, Du Heng could see the words on the tombstone clearly, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
The formation of Shenxu Palace is very good. The world in the formation is warm as spring. Today is a sunny day, but Du Heng felt a chill rising from his heart and quickly spread to his limbs.
There are two lines of words written vertically on the tombstone. The first line is written in large vermilion characters: The Tomb of the Lover Tai Shuhong. The signature is: Su Zhan and Du Heng felt that he should not come to dig Jerusalem artichokes today. If he hadn't dug Jerusalem artichokes, he wouldn't have discovered such a terrible thing. Are Su Zhan and Tai Shuhong Taoist partners? And Tai Shuhong is dead? What about Tai Shuhong in the Beast Garden? Who is Su Zhan going to resurrect? What is the heinous thing that Jiang Shangzhou and Su Zhan are going to do?
His mind was in a mess, and when he arrived at the dining hall, he couldn't concentrate on cooking no matter what.
After Feng Gui heard what Xuan Yu said, he chuckled and said, "Isn't this simple? Just ask Tai Shuhong to ask and you'll know."
Jing Nan waved his hands: "No, no, don't alarm Tai Shuhong before this matter is clear. Tai Shuhong is Su Zhan's subordinate, and the relationship between these two people is not clear. You should put aside the way you do things in the Feather Tribe."
Du Heng was chopping vegetables absentmindedly, with worry written all over his face. If it was before, he could still ask Jiang Shangzhou, but now Jiang Shangzhou was also involved in this matter, and his mind was in a knot for a moment.
Jing Nan is still reliable at the critical moment: "It's okay, we will investigate slowly. Su Zhan is the elder of the sect, and there must be cultivators who know his gossip. Even if he controls the cultivators of the sect not to speak, he can't stop the mouths of other cultivators."
Xuan Yu frowned: "Are you going to other sects to inquire about this?"
Jing Nan spread his hands and said, "Why would I go to other sects? Shenxu Palace is about to hold the Ten Thousand Sects Conference. In the past few days, cultivators from other sects have arrived one after another. There must be some people who know some of Elder Su's past, right?"
Feng Gui nodded: "Yes, that's a good idea. Let Xiaoxiao go to the Beast Garden and be with Tai Shuhong more often recently. Maybe we can find out some information."
Hearing Xiaoxiao's name, Du Heng suddenly came back to his senses: "No, no, Xiaoxiao hasn't transformed yet, what if something unexpected happens?"
Feng Gui said calmly: "Don't worry, Feng Lin is still very reliable at critical moments. Tai Shuhong is a good candidate. If this really involves him, it will give me a headache."
Du Heng was puzzled: "What is the relationship between Tai Shuhong and you?"
Since Tai Shuhong showed up, Feng Gui was in a good mood. Not only did he allow Xiaoxiao to go to the Beast Garden frequently, he also invited Tai Shuhong to have dinner every few days. Could it be that something happened between Feng Gui and Tai Shuhong?
Feng Gui said calmly: "Tai Shuhong is a good candidate. I want to train him to be the next demon god of the Feather Clan. Is this reason enough?"
Du Heng opened his eyes wide in shock: "Ah!" When did this happen? He actually knew nothing about it!
Jing Nan said to Du Heng, "Are you still in the mood to care about these things? Aren't you going to cook dinner?"
Du Heng finally came to his senses and looked at the time in surprise. Oh no, it was almost the evening hour and he hadn't even prepared the dishes! Was the dining hall going to be closed tonight?
However, Du Heng was reliable at the critical moment. After thinking for a while, he said, "It's decided. We'll have Dulan noodles and white porridge tonight. I just dug Jerusalem artichokes today, so I'm going to clear out all the pickled vegetables I made earlier."
Jing Nan gave a thumbs up: "As expected of Du Heng, after hearing so much news, he was able to come back to his senses when he heard that he had to cook. But... what is Dulanmian?"
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Dulan noodles are a special type of noodles from Du Heng's hometown. Unlike ordinary noodles that are blanched and cooked before being topped with toppings, the more the noodles are cooked, the better they taste. When making them, the toppings are directly fried and then stewed with the noodles. The noodles are golden in color, fresh and delicious. Du Heng can eat two big bowls every time!
After deciding to make du lan noodles, Du Heng got busy. He took out fresh soybean rice, chicken mushrooms, fried bean sprouts, mushrooms, mountain jelly meat and fresh green vegetables from the refrigerator. These dishes alone filled up the entire table.
Du Heng skillfully cut the mountain meat into slices of even thickness, marinated the slices with ginger and white wine, and placed them in a wooden basin. He also cleaned the chicken mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms, tore them into small pieces, and placed them in a colander. He also cleaned the soybeans and green vegetables and placed them in the colander to drain the water.
Jing Nan curiously poked at the thumb-sized round bean curd on the table and asked, "What is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Du Heng said: "Oiled bean curd, this is made from bean curd."
Jing Nan took one and squeezed it. The bean curd was quite elastic. After being squeezed flat, it bounced back quickly. Jing Nan tore it open and took a look. He saw that there were many honeycomb-like structures inside the bean curd. Its outer skin was golden and chewy, but the inside was very soft.
Jing Nan threw the oily bean curd in his hand into his mouth and chewed it. The smell of oil mixed with bean skin was not very pleasant. He pouted his lips in disdain and threw the bean curd away: "It's not very delicious."
Du Heng said: "Don't underestimate this bean curd bubble, it took me a long time to experiment and make it!"
At first he thought he could fry bean curd with tofu, but after trying for a long time, the tofu he fried was only crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, which was not what he wanted at all.
Later, after several experiments, he first improved the proportion of soy milk, then improved the process of making the brine, and also explored the pressing time. It can be asserted that this basket of golden and round oil-bean bubbles is the longest and most difficult ingredient to make since he came to the world of cultivation!
The time and energy spent during this period can be written into two thick graduation thesis, the sweat shed can soak several sets of clothes, and the failed tofu pudding consumed can make ten Xiaoxiaos skip dinner.
Du Heng cut the bean curd in half and said, "The bean curd has not been processed yet. Once it is processed, you will find that it can absorb soup very well and tastes good in any dish. I originally wanted to use it to make duck blood vermicelli soup, but now it is too late, so I can only use it to make du lan noodles first."
Jing Nan scratched his ear with his little finger: "Oh." His perfunctory attitude made Du Heng unhappy, and Du Heng ruthlessly drove him out: "Go away!"
After cutting the oil bean sprouts, Du Heng will start to prepare the cooking of the Dulan noodles. There is no other dish tonight, so Du Heng plans to cook four pots of Dulan noodles and two pots of white porridge.
The six stoves in the kitchen were lit at the same time, and the two pots in the innermost were cooking porridge, which did not require too much effort.
In the four pots outside the gate, Du Heng simultaneously controlled the spiritual energy to pour the same seasoning and ingredients into the pots. Usually, the things cooked in each pot were similar, but today they cooked the same thing at once, which was amazing. Anyway, in Du Heng's eyes, this was almost the same as copying and pasting.
After the oil in the pot was heated, Du Heng poured the Shangao meat slices into the pot and stir-fried them. This time, he made an exception and left the ginger slices in the meat slices. Usually, Du Heng would pick them out. After the meat slices were heated, the fat part gradually became transparent, and a lot of fat was fried out. It seemed that there was more oil at the bottom of the pot than at the beginning.
When the meat slices were fried until slightly yellow, Du Heng poured fresh soybean seeds into the pot and mixed them with the meat slices and fried them together. The color of soybean seeds when fresh is completely different from that after they grow old. Jing Nan and his friends often see old soybeans, which are round and hard to chew, while fresh soybeans are tender green and covered with a layer of light green film.
After the soybeans are fried, their color becomes more fresh and tender. Looking at the tender green color, your mood will be better. Du Heng temporarily forgot the troubles he heard in the Jerusalem artichoke bushes, and he started to make the dulan noodles with all his heart.
After the soybean seeds turned emerald green, Du Heng added chicken mushrooms and fresh shiitake mushrooms to the pot. As soon as these two kinds of mushrooms were put into the pot, the smell in the kitchen changed. The aroma of the mushrooms blended into the previous meaty aroma, which made people feel happy.
Fresh mushrooms contain water, and after adding a little salt, a large amount of water will be precipitated. Soon the precipitated water covered the ingredients Du Heng added. After boiling for half a cup of tea, Du Heng added half a pot of water to the pot.
After the water covered the ingredients, the sound in the pot stopped, and Du Heng covered the pot and let the flames at the bottom of the pot slowly cook the ingredients. He took out the noodles that had been prepared earlier from the refrigerator and cut them into long thin strips, each of which was two feet long.
When they were taken out of the refrigerator, the noodles still retained their freshly made flexibility. Du Heng placed them one by one on the chopping board and cut them into palm-length pieces.
After he cut all the noodles, the soup in the pot boiled. At this time, he divided the noodles into four portions and sprinkled them into the pot respectively, and used chopsticks to stir the noodles to mix them evenly with the ingredients in the pot.
Don't worry about not putting enough noodles. Noodles will expand after cooking. If you add too much, the taste will be bad. Du Heng put three pounds of noodles in each pot, and he would add water to the pot again after a while.
After the noodles were put into the pot, the soup in the pot suddenly became thick, and Du Heng added boiling water. At this time, the four pots were full of Dulan noodles, but the process of making Dulan noodles was not over yet.
Du Heng pushed the cut bean bubbles into the pot. At first, the bean bubbles floated on the soup stubbornly, but as Du Heng stirred it, they soon absorbed the soup and noodles and were stir-fried.
After boiling for half a cup of tea, Du Heng pushed the small green vegetables into the pot. Wow, the pot was colorful and beautiful. Green beans, white chicken mushrooms, brown mushrooms, green green vegetables, golden oil bean bubbles, and thin noodles rolled out with eggs echoed each other. The fragrance in the pot wafted out, and Du Heng couldn't help sniffing.
At this time, Du Heng sprinkled an appropriate amount of salt and a little mushroom essence into the pot, and he also sprinkled a little pepper for seasoning.
The cauldron was bubbling with bubbles, and the noodles looked a little watery. But it didn't matter, the noodles would be just right when the meal started. You could smell the aroma of the dulan noodles without even going near the dining hall.
Du Heng turned off the flame in the pot. He said nostalgically, "The longer you cook the rotten noodles, the better they taste. Don't worry about the noodles clumping together. The rotten noodles and yellow cabbage leaves are the essence. This thing is like salty porridge. It tastes even better after it's put back into the pot!"
Feng Gui asked: "How do you price this noodle?"
Du Heng said: "Everyone needs to eat at least two bowls of this noodle to feel full, including the soup. I think... three spirit stones per bowl."
Feng Gui nodded in understanding, and then wrote on the small board: Yishantang specializes in serving doulan noodles and white porridge, with a limited supply of 200 bowls each. Then under the doulan noodles it was written five spirit stones per bowl, and under the white porridge it was written two spirit stones per bowl.
Du Heng covered his face, Feng Gui was so amazing.
Feng Daxianer didn't think she had done anything wrong: "Do you think my price is too high? Do they have the ability to try to catch mountain goat themselves? An ordinary spirit sheep sells for two thousand spirit stones, how can a mountain goat cost three thousand spirit stones!"
Du Heng reminded him weakly: "No one eats monsters, right?"
Feng Gui said calmly: "What's wrong with monsters? Are you discriminating against monsters? I've eaten it before, and I think it tastes pretty good!"
Xuan Yu said: "There are not many mountain gyps and earthworms left in our refrigerator. If we go to the mission hall to find outer sect mission disciples to catch them, the physical bodies of mountain gyps and earthworms in the Jindan stage may cost more than 5,000 spirit stones."
Du Heng bowed and said, "I won't say anything, just set the price."
Feng Gui held up a pen and said, "After hearing what Xiaoyu said, I feel that even five spirit stones for one bowl can't make back the money. Look at how much meat Du Heng put in. One fifth of the pot is meat!"
Du Heng turned his head and sighed. He hoped that his dulan noodles could be sold smoothly. He had never sold noodles or porridge in the dining hall. In the future, if he didn't want to cook, he could just cook noodles for the monks and stir-fry some toppings. It would be even easier.
Xiaoxiao, who had a lot of fun, came back on time for dinner. He flapped his wings and ran over from the door. Now Xiaoxiao could go back and forth between the dining hall and the beast garden by himself. Fenggui was not worried at all that his nephew would be caught and eaten.
Xiaoxiao went straight to the kitchen as soon as he entered the door: "Chirp~" Du Heng quickly served him a bowl of Dulan noodles: "We're having Dulan noodles today. Do you like the taste?"
Xiaoxiao lowered his head and slurped the noodles. He only slurped one mouthful and then he trembled with surprise. What kind of magical noodles are these? Too delicious, right?! The noodles are smooth, the meat slices are fragrant, the chicken mushrooms and mushrooms are tender, and the soybean seeds are sticky. The oil beans soaked up the soup are fragrant and delicious, and he almost flew away!
Feng Gui spat and said, "What a waste."
Xiaoxiao held the bowl with her two little wings and pushed it in front of Fenggui: "Chirp!" Try it! It's really delicious!
Feng Gui picked up the bowl and took a sip. After he put the bowl down, he said to Du Heng, "Give me a bowl too. Nan Nan, change the price of noodles to eight spirit stones per bowl. It can't be any lower."
Jing Nan raised his eyebrows: "Is it so delicious?" He expressed his doubt, but after a moment, he also tasted it.
Du Heng served a bowl of noodles to each of Xuan Yu and the others: "Actually, this noodle needs to be cooked for a while to be delicious. Of course, it tastes good now, but it feels a little watery. Xiaoyu?"
Du Heng called out several times before Xuan Yu responded. Ever since he started talking to Jing Nan and the others, Xuan Yu had been sitting on a stool in the dining hall in a daze. Du Heng had never seen Xuan Yu behave so abnormally before. He asked with concern, "What's wrong? Xiaoyu, are you okay?"
Xuan Yu smiled in relief: "It's okay." For some reason, Du Heng felt that Xuan Yu was so strange today that he was a little scared. Maybe it was because he didn't respond to him when he stretched out his hand to cover the back of Xuan Yu's hand in the Jerusalem artichoke bush?
Du Heng shook his head to get rid of the thoughts in his mind. What was he thinking about? Didn't Xiaoyu always do this? If he was allowed to be in a daze, couldn't Xiaoyu be allowed to be in a daze?
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