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Du Heng fell to the ground in despair, and the blood on his head dripped onto the snow in front of him. He and Xiaoxiao were no match for the monster, and Du Heng could even feel Xiaoxiao's two thin legs trembling slightly.
The monster was laughing at the two men's self-importance. Du Heng could hear the sound of hitting stones coming from the monster's throat, and gusts of cold wind came from the monster's direction. The bone-chilling cold was about to freeze Du Heng's heart. To be honest, Du Heng had never felt so close to death.
The sharp claws of the monster slid across the snow, making a slight rustling sound. Du Heng saw that the monster was getting closer and closer to them. Xiaoxiao was shaking more and more. Du Heng wanted to stand up and give this little thing a hug, but he couldn't even sit up.
The monster was getting closer and closer. Du Heng saw the huge darkness pressing down on him like a mountain. The golden light emanating from Xiao Xiao's body was getting weaker and weaker like a firefly. Just when the light was about to be completely covered, something exploded in front of him.
Suddenly, a ray of light that illuminated the heaven and earth fell from above. The light was so fast that the monster was pierced by it before it could react.
Time was stretched endlessly, and the mockery on the monster's face turned into suspicion and then into fear. It raised its head high and let out a shrill howl, but it couldn't stop its body from breaking apart.
The monster's huge black body looked like a brightly lit coal. This description might not be quite correct, but it was the most similar scene Du Heng could think of. The monster's body looked like a rapidly burning coal ball under the golden light, ignited in the brilliant beam of light, and turned into clusters of scarlet flames that soared little by little.
A huge heat wave came over the sky and melted the snow around, dripping all over the ground. Du Heng fell in the muddy water in a mess, but he didn't want to close his eyes, for he was afraid of missing the gorgeous scene in front of him.
He had never seen such a beautiful scene. Even the gorgeous fireworks in the New Year were not as brilliant as the light column in front of him. The burning body of the monster turned into a ball of light that was both beautiful and cruel. Du Heng's eyes were illuminated by the light column, and he could no longer see other scenery.
The beam of light gradually weakened. Du Heng felt that it seemed like a long time had passed, but it also seemed like just a blink of an eye. The beam of light turned into a thin line that stretched to the sky. When the thin line was about to disappear, a man walked on the road ahead.
Du Heng had never seen such a beautiful man. He was wearing a pure white fox fur coat, with brilliant golden hair that reached his knees. Although he was in the dark, he looked like a starry sky. His eyebrows and eyes were very gorgeous, with a beauty that transcended gender. If this kind of beauty fell on someone else, it would make people feel frivolous and coquettish. But on him, he seemed noble and dignified, and no one dared to blaspheme.
The ground was muddy, but the man walked as if he was strolling in the garden. The large fox fur coat did not make him look bulky, but made him look taller.
If Du Heng had to use a flower to describe the man in front of him, he would only think of the peony. Large, magnificent, elegant and noble peonies could highlight the temperament of this man.
The man didn't know what kind of martial arts he used. At first, he was outside the path, but soon he stood in front of Du Heng and the others. He frowned slightly and looked in the direction of Du Heng and asked, "Why are you in such a mess?"
It was clearly a critical tone, but when he said it, people didn't feel offended at all. His voice was very pleasant. Du Heng felt deeply sour at this moment. How could there be such a perfect person in the world? Such a person must be the son of a genius!
Du Heng was in a mess, his clothes were soaked by mud and water, and his back began to hurt. Facing the elegant man, Du Heng was like a clown rolling in the mud, and he began to feel ashamed of himself.
But he couldn't help but answer the beauty's question, so Du Heng said hoarsely: "We met..."
Before Du Heng could finish, the beauty bent down and stretched out her hand in Du Heng's direction: "It's dirty."
Du Heng didn't even have the strength to get up, but when he heard the beauty's words, he actually raised his hand to wipe his face clean. He also wiped his hands on his butt, fearing that his dirty hands would stain the beauty's jade hands.
Just as Du Heng tremblingly stretched out his claws, the beauty picked up Xiaoxiao from the ground, his eyes not on Du Heng at all.
He gently touched Xiaoxiao's body with his fingers, and the mud and blood on Xiaoxiao's body disappeared. He turned into a furry, golden, chubby chick, so adorable.
She just smiled and fluttered in the man's arms, as if she was resisting the man's embrace: "Chirp chirp~~"
Then... Du Heng had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. In fact, he couldn't hold back the blood in his throat. It was so infuriating!
Du Heng trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood. He had lived for so many years, and for the first time he knew the meaning of the word shame. If there was a crack on the ground, he would definitely crawl into it and never come out again.
At this time, Du Heng heard a sound of breaking air coming from behind him. Du Heng felt his body lighten and he was already lying on his back in Xuan Yu's arms.
Xuan Yu frowned and his face turned pale. He stretched out his hand and passed some spiritual energy to Du Heng's chest. Du Heng then felt that the heavy burden on his chest was lifted a lot.
Jing Nan's voice came: "Oh, how did it become like this?" Du Heng was about to speak when he saw Jing Nan holding a green pill in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth.
Du Heng felt a clear feeling go straight from his mouth to his stomach, and then spread among his internal organs. He felt the pain was going away, but in contrast, his consciousness gradually became blurred.
From his angle, he could see Xuan Yu's handsome chin. Although Xuan Yu was not as unforgettable as the stunning beauty before, he was also a handsome guy from every angle.
Du Heng opened his mouth, and Xuan Yu asked slowly: "But do you still want to vomit blood?" Du Heng shook his head and pointed in Xiaoxiao's direction: "Xiaoxiao..."
Don't think that Du Heng will give up his vigilance just because he looks good. Xiaoxiao is a child. What if this man is a kidnapper? Du Heng resolutely refused to admit that his self-esteem was hurt by the man, and at this time he insisted on accusing the other party.
The man spoke: "Huh? Who is this guy? Do you know him?" The man pressed Xiaoxiao down without saying a word. Xiaoxiao's big eyes were almost filled with tears. He looked eagerly in the direction of Du Heng, as if hoping that Du Heng could make a decision for him.
Xuan Yu said: "He is Xiaoxiao's uncle Feng Gui. They are from the same village. Don't worry."
Du Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He exhaled a breath of foul air, then tilted his head and fell into Xuan Yu's arms. Before his consciousness was officially separated, Du Heng heard Feng Gui's voice: "Why didn't you tell me before you brought people into the village?"
Du Heng didn't know how long he had been unconscious. He only knew that when he woke up, there was a faint light around him. Everything around him was soft and his body was warm, not as cold and damp as before he fell into a coma.
He turned his head and found that he was lying on his bed. The faint light came from the night-shining pearl on his head. Du Heng was a little dazed, and it took him a while to remember what happened.
Xuan Yu's voice came from the bedside: "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want some water or are you hungry? There's porridge warmed up in the pot, would you like a bowl?" Du Heng turned his head and saw Xuan Yu sitting cross-legged on the bedside. From this angle, Du Heng could see Xuan Yu's broad shoulders.
Du Heng asked weakly, "How long have I been unconscious?" Xuan Yu said, "Not long, it's not midnight yet."
Du Heng felt a little dizzy: "I thought I had been unconscious for several days..." Xuan Yu said seriously: "Jing Nan's elixir is effective. He said you can't be unconscious for so long."
Xuan Yu stood up and said this. Du Heng wanted to ask him where he was going, but then he thought that he was already awake, so there was no reason for Xuan Yu to keep watching over him.
Xuan Yu quickly stood up and walked out the door without even turning his head.
This was the first time Xuan Yu came to his room after the new house was built. Du Heng looked at the half-open door and felt a little disappointed.
There are three rooms on the second floor, and Du Heng originally thought that Xuan Yu could live upstairs so that he could be taken care of. But Xuan Yu insisted on living downstairs, and Du Heng always felt that Xuan Yu was too polite and distant to him, which made him feel indescribable.
Just when Du Heng was daydreaming, Xuan Yu came in again! Du Heng: ...
Xuan Yu was holding a bowl in one hand. Du Heng looked closely and saw that one bowl was filled with snow-white rice porridge and the other bowl was filled with fried wontons.
Xuan Yu said hesitantly: "I think you might be hungry..." Du Heng asked depressedly: "Didn't you and Jing Nan have breakfast or lunch?" How could there be any leftovers?
Xuan Yu said seriously, "I ate it. I made the porridge later, and it's not as delicious as yours. The wontons are leftovers. I don't know how to make snacks, so I can only leave a little for you to eat when you're hungry. Don't despise it."
Du Heng looked into Xuan Yu's eyes. In the dim light, there was a depth in Xuan Yu's eyes. Du Heng had a feeling that he was being treated sincerely.
Jing Nan's medicine was indeed effective. Du Heng moved a little and the pain in his back was gone.
Xuan Yu wanted to feed Du Heng but didn't have the chance. Du Heng took the big bowl and gulped down a few mouthfuls of Lingmi porridge. The Lingmi porridge was cooked to the right temperature, not too hot or too cold, and had a thick and smooth texture. Du Heng drank the whole bowl of porridge in a short while, along with the fried wontons.
There were still a few wontons left, and Du Heng couldn't eat any more. Xuan Yu directly picked up Du Heng's chopsticks and threw them into his mouth. Du Heng was shocked: "You...didn't you have dinner?"
He only cared about eating and didn't ask Xuan Yu. Thinking of this, Du Heng blamed himself. He should have known that Xuan Yu would not take care of himself. Why was he so careless?
Xuan Yu chewed wontons and said, "You didn't wake up, I was always a little worried." Du Heng's heart felt like a stream of hot soup flowing through it, warming him up. He was not alone in this world, there were people who cared about him.
Du Heng leaned on the bed and watched Xuan Yu carefully finish the remaining wontons. He asked slowly, "Are the wontons delicious?" Xuan Yu nodded, "Delicious. Everything you make is delicious."
Du Heng smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Okay, I'll make other snacks for you in a couple of days." Xuan Yu nodded: "Okay."
After finishing the snacks, Xuan Yu was about to collect the bowl, but Du Heng reached out and handed the bowl to him, but accidentally touched Xuan Yu's hand.
He was startled by this touch. Xuan Yu had always given him a warm feeling, ever since he brought him to the village, sheltered him from the wind and rain, bought him wine and built a house... He was warm in Du Heng's heart, but Du Heng just discovered that Xuan Yu's hands were as cold as ice.
Du Heng was startled and held his hands up: "Xuan Yu, are you feeling unwell? Why are you so cold?"
Xuan Yu was holding a bowl when he suddenly felt a warmth on the back of his hand. The light in his eyes flickered slightly: "It's like this at night.
Du Heng said seriously, "It must be because you didn't take care of your body when you were meditating at night. I tell you, if you don't take care of yourself now, you will get rheumatism when you are older. Stop cleaning up, come up and warm up." Du Heng lifted the quilt and called Xuan Yu, "If you don't take good care of yourself at your age, you will suffer when you are older."
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Du Heng's quilt was very warm, and Xuan Yu fell asleep after lying in it. Xuan Yu seemed to be not used to lying down, and his whole body was very stiff after lying in the quilt.
Du Heng leaned forward and covered him with a blanket. "You must be used to sitting in meditation and now you are not used to lying down. Although the physiques of big monsters are very strong, if you don't take good care of yourself, it will be really troublesome in the future."
Du Heng muttered in a low voice. Usually when he and Xiaoxiao slept together, Xiaoxiao would sleep inside. Today Xuanyu slept outside, and Du Heng felt that his bed suddenly became smaller.
However, Du Heng felt no burden in his heart as he treated Xuan Yu as a big boy. He tucked in the quilt for Xuan Yu and then lay down quietly.
A strand of Du Heng's hair accidentally brushed against Xuan Yu's face, causing Xuan Yu to become even stiffer.
Du Heng turned his head and saw it. He straightened his hair and said, "People in the cultivation world don't seem to get their hair cut. It would be nice if they could get a buzz cut." Xuan Yu asked in confusion, "What do you mean by a haircut? What do you mean by a buzz cut?"
Du Heng gestured on his forehead: "A haircut means cutting your hair short. A buzz cut means hair this long. It's very convenient for daily life." Xuan Yu shifted his gaze from Du Heng's face to the roof: "You look good this way."
Du Heng miraculously understood Xuan Yu's meaning. Xuan Yu didn't want him to have his hair cut, let alone a buzz cut. Du Heng could only give up.
Du Heng reached out his hand to touch Xuan Yu, and was startled by the coldness. "It's so cold, Xuan Yu, I'm telling you, you can't do this. Let Jing Nan prescribe some medicine for you tomorrow. Your body is so cold at such a young age."
Du Heng originally put one hand on Xuan Yu's hand, and then half of his body leaned over and said, "Will this make you feel warmer? If I had known that your body was so cold, I would never have let you meditate on the floor."
Xuan Yu felt the temperature around him, and the corners of his mouth raised a little arc: "Hmm." Du Heng thought for a while, and then said: "Xuan Yu, I have a better way to keep warm, wait for me."
Xuan Yu asked, "Hmm?" Du Heng was about to stand up: "I'll go make you a hot water bottle!"
Xuan Yu didn't know what a hot water bottle was, but he held Du Heng down and said, "It's already very warm." Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu suspiciously, "Really?" Xuan Yu said seriously, "Well, you are very warm. If you lean a little closer, it will be even warmer."
Du Heng said: "Okay, just lie down and leave the rest to me."
Du Heng didn't know what he said, he clung to Xuan Yu like an octopus. After hugging him tightly, he asked Xuan Yu's opinion: "How about this? Do you feel heavy?" Xuan Yu said with a little smile: "Just right."
Du Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine. We'll borrow Xiaoxiao tomorrow. Xiaoxiao is very warm." These days he likes to sleep with Xiaoxiao in his arms the most. Xiaoxiao is furry and warm, more comfortable than any pillow.
Xuan Yu said, "Feng Gui is back. Xiao Xiao probably won't be able to go out these days." Du Heng asked in confusion, "Why?" Xuan Yu said, "Xiao Xiao ran away from home, and Feng Gui wants to lecture him."
In Du Heng's mind, a gorgeous beauty appeared, giving earnest advice to a chicken. He couldn't help but burst out laughing: "What a beautiful picture."
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Feng Gui only has this one relative, Xiao Xiao is his apple of the eye and his lifeblood. But Xiao Xiao never appreciates it." Du Heng said: "The child is still young, it's not good to spoil him too much."
However, he felt that Xiaoxiao was a good child. She was not picky about food, went to bed on time, helped with things within her ability, and would stand in front of Du Heng at critical moments.
Du Heng closed his eyes and muttered, "I'm going to make chicken crisps for Xiaoxiao after daybreak." Xuan Yu responded, "Yeah."
Xiaoxiao protected Du Heng today, and Du Heng wanted to thank Xiaoxiao in his own way. Strictly speaking, it was Feng Gui who saved him and Xiaoxiao, but Du Heng hadn't figured out how to thank Feng Gui yet. Du Heng was frightened by the monster, and although he saved his life and was alive and kicking, he had never seen such a big scene. In addition, he had just finished drinking porridge and was drowsy at the moment.
After a while, his breathing became even and long. Xuan Yu turned his head to look at Du Heng, only to see Du Heng's head resting next to his shoulder. His breathing sounded like little hooks, hooking Xuan Yu's heart again and again.
At dawn the next day, Du Heng opened his eyes refreshed and found that Xuan Yu had hugged him without him noticing.
He curled up in Xuan Yu's arms like a small shrimp. Xuan Yu's strong arms were wrapped around his waist, emitting warmth. Du Heng opened his eyes and saw Xuan Yu's eyes staring at him: "Are you awake?"
After saying this, Xuan Yu withdrew his hand.
Du Heng didn't think much about it. He nodded quickly: "Well, how did you sleep last night?" Xuan Yu thought for a moment: "Very warm."
Du Heng said, "That's good. I'll make a big bed for you today. I also have a quilt, so I'll spread it out for you. Don't sit on the floor in the future." Xuan Yu stared at Du Heng, and Du Heng seemed to see his reluctance.
Du Heng assured, "I'll make you a hot water bottle. I guarantee you'll be warm when you lie down. You won't feel cold at all." Xuan Yu thought for a while and said, "Okay."
Du Heng then got up happily, but he suddenly remembered something and his expression changed immediately: "Not good!"
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng suspiciously as he ran away. He thought something big had happened, but when he got to the kitchen, he saw Du Heng standing around a large basin of soaked spiritual rice, beating his chest and stamping his feet: "How could you forget it!"
The spiritual rice can be steamed after being soaked for six hours. It has been almost twelve hours. Can this spiritual rice still be used?
Du Heng grabbed a handful of spiritual rice and looked at it carefully. He saw that the soaked spiritual rice was milky white, and the grains were round and plump, and it looked like it had been soaked well.
Du Heng heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it looks like there's nothing wrong." Du Heng quickly lit a flame at the bottom of the pot, put a steamer on the pot, and poured half a pot of water under the steamer. Then he evenly poured the spiritual rice into the steamer and put it into the pot.
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng in confusion: "What are you poking?" Du Heng was using chopsticks to poke small holes in the rice in the steamer for ventilation. Hearing Xuan Yu's question, he smiled and said, "Poke a few small holes in the rice grains so that the rice can cook faster and more evenly."
Xuan Yu nodded: "I see." The bamboo steamer had a pointed top, and piled on the pot it looked like a golden cone-shaped pile of grains. Du Heng used a wet cloth to cover the gaps around the steamer so that the steam could enter the steamer evenly without escaping.
It takes more than 40 minutes to steam the spiritual rice, which is about the time it takes to burn three incense sticks. Du Heng doesn't need to worry about the flame at the bottom of the pot. He plans to make some snacks while the spiritual rice is being steamed.
He wanted to make some chicken cakes for Xiaoxiao, which are a kind of sweet food filled with red bean paste or lotus seed paste. But Du Heng didn't have time to make red bean paste or lotus seed paste, but he had his own idea!
There are many ways to make puff pastry. If you talk about them in detail, it would take several days to talk about all the different ways. Du Heng was not going to explain them to Xuan Yu.
He scooped out a spoonful of flour and then took out the oil can from his storage bag.
When making puff pastry, animal oil is more effective. He used animal oil made from mountain fat. When the jar was opened, the white fat like solidified fat was quietly solidified in the jar. When a wooden spoon was used to pick up a chopstick, the fat stuck to the chopstick.
However, Du Heng coldly threw the fat, which he was reluctant to leave, into the pile of flour.
If you want to make good pastry, you must use a lot of meat oil. One bowl of flour needs half a bowl of meat oil to mix. Du Heng scooped a large amount of meat oil into the basin.
Xuan Yu frowned slightly: "So much oil?" Du Heng smiled and said: "It's a rare opportunity to eat it, it's okay, you'll know when it's done."
As he was talking, Du Heng was kneading the dough. After unremitting kneading and beating, a ball of white and smooth dough soon appeared in Du Heng's hands. Du Heng rolled the dough into a ball and put it in a wooden bowl on the side. Xuan Yu couldn't help but poke it.
Du Heng quickly stopped Xuan Yu: "Don't move, I still need to make oily skin."
Oil skin is different from puff pastry. The oil used this time is hot oil, and it is vegetable oil.
I bought this in Zhou's shop. It was cheap. I bought a big bucket for five spirit stones. Fortunately, I didn't lose my storage bag yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't be able to make chicken crisps today.
After pouring soybean oil into the flour, Du Heng added warm water, and he also put two spoons of sugar in the warm water. The flour, oil, and water went from being mutually incompatible to being integrated and interdependent, all thanks to Du Heng's kneading with one hand.
After the water-oil dough was made, it was golden and looked like a golden ball when placed next to the previous puff pastry. Xuan Yu couldn't help but poke it again.
Du Heng was helpless: "You like to do things with your hands so much? Then come and help me crack the eggs?" Du Heng took out a basket of salted eggs covered in mud from his storage bag.
This is what Du Heng found in Zhou's shop. Some people in the cultivation world grow spiritual plants and some raise spiritual beasts. These are the eggs laid by the ducks raised by people living by the sea. The duck eggs that cannot be hatched will be wrapped in mud mixed with salt and transported to Lingxi Town by the people living by the sea. Du Heng confirmed with his eyes that these are salted duck eggs.
However, demon cultivators generally do not eat this kind of eggs. Most of these eggs are bought back to feed spirit beasts. Zhou Xiyue said that some spirit beasts need to eat two such eggs every day, which is very helpful for their spiritual intelligence.
Du Heng's mouth twitched when he heard this. People in the cultivation world are so wasteful!
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Xuan Yu squatted in the yard and looked at the salted duck eggs soaked in the wooden basin in a daze: "This... I remember it was for spirit pets to eat." Du Heng said: "I saw it yesterday, this person can also eat it, and it tastes good. Think about it, spirit pets like to eat it, so it must taste good."
As he spoke, Du Heng had already washed out a salted duck egg. After removing the dirty outer skin, a blue, smooth sea duck egg appeared in Du Heng's hand.
Du Heng smiled and handed the sea duck egg to Xuan Yu to take a look. "Look, this is a very good salted egg. If you cook it for people, it is human food; if you feed it to livestock, it is livestock food. Food itself is not expensive or cheap. What matters is who eats it."
Xuan Yu nodded: "That makes sense."
He quickly rolled up his sleeves and squatted down. After a while, the two of them had more than 30 round eggs. These eggs were about the same size, some with blue skins and some with white. The eggs lay in the colander like jade balls, which looked very beautiful.
After dealing with the eggs, Xuan Yu lifted up the wooden basin used to wash the duck eggs, and the dirty water flowed out of the yard along the ditch beside the wall. At this time, he unplugged the water hyacinth outside the house, and a stream of clear water poured out of the hyacinth, and soon the wooden basin was clean.
When Xuan Yu returned to the kitchen, Du Heng was cracking open salted duck eggs. The egg white of salted eggs was like water, not as sticky as fresh duck eggs. After cracking the eggshell, the egg white flowed out. Du Heng used a bowl to catch the egg white. These egg whites could not be wasted, and they could be used to steam meat patties later.
The rosy yolk is left in the eggshell. The pickled yolks will not break so easily. They are like small balls and can be easily taken out.
Du Heng took a plate, peeled off the outer layer of the egg yolk and carefully placed it on the plate. When Xuan Yu came in, there were already seven or eight egg yolks on the plate.
Du Heng worked very quickly, and soon he peeled thirty egg yolks. Then he set up another stove, put water in the pot, and started a fire at the bottom of the pot.
In fact, it is better to bake the egg yolks, but he has not figured out how to bake them without any mistakes. To be on the safe side, he still chooses the most traditional method.
Place a plate upside down on top of the egg yolk plate, then put the plate into the pot. Wait for the water to boil and then wait for a cup of tea, and the egg yolk will be steamed.
At this time, the spiritual rice in the big pot had been steamed, so Du Heng extinguished the flames at the bottom of the pot: "Xuan Yu, give me a hand."
He and Xuan Yu each held one side of the steamer, and with a little effort, he placed the steamer on the dining table. As the white jade dining table was heated, a layer of mist immediately appeared on the tabletop.
Xuan Yu asked, "What should we do next?" Du Heng smiled and said, "Wait until it cools down and is no longer hot, then you can add the yeast, and then seal it in a wooden barrel, and wait for the spiritual rice to ferment into spiritual rice wine. The spiritual rice wine is sweet at the beginning, even Xiaoxiao can drink it. If you want to drink a purer one, you need to distill it or add other wines to it. But I think ordinary spiritual rice wine is delicious."
Xuan Yu seemed to understand: "Oh..."
Du Heng opened the lid of the steamer and let the rice cool down. While the rice was cooling down, he divided the puff pastry and fried dough into evenly sized balls. After the puff pastry was divided, Du Heng was happy: "Hey, not too much, not too little, just enough to make thirty small chicken puff pastries."
Du Heng took the steamed salted duck eggs out of the pot. The steamed duck egg yolk was moist and looked like the rising sun. The salty and fresh taste wafted out, and Du Heng wanted to steal one.
But no, he still has to make chicken crisps.
Seeing Du Heng wrap the puff pastry around the egg yolk, Xuan Yu felt very amazed. They were both balls, so how could the puff pastry cover the egg yolk so easily in Du Heng's hands? Moreover, the egg yolk was scalding hot, but Du Heng didn't even touch it.
Xuan Yu stretched out his hand and wanted to try it. Du Heng laughed when he saw it: "Do you want to try it? Be careful that the egg yolk will be hot." Xuan Yu was not afraid of the heat, but he couldn't push the puff pastry away, and in the end he broke the egg yolk.
Xuan Yu looked at the ball of red and white in his hand innocently. He felt a little aggrieved: "Failed."
Du Heng almost laughed out loud: "It's okay, it's okay. The first time is new, the second time is familiar." Xuan Yu was a little frustrated: "Forget it." He put the puff pastry and egg yolk mixture on the plate depressedly: "Can it be saved?"
Du Heng nodded: "Don't worry, it can be saved." It just doesn't look good.
Du Heng quickly wrapped the egg yolks with puff pastry, and then came the most important step in making chicken puff pastry.
He squeezed the dough in the middle, and the golden dough became two. He took half of the dough and unfolded it, then wrapped the egg yolk wrapped in the puff pastry in the dough and rolled it into a ball.
He also rolled the remaining half of the dough into a ball, but with a pointy tip on it. Du Heng glued the small ball onto the big ball, and then dotted the small ball with two black sesame seeds.
It was not until now that Xuan Yu finally understood that the pointed thing Du Heng had just pinched was the chicken's beak.
At this time, the general outline of the chick came out, and Du Heng picked up the scissors and gently cut twice on the chick's back. A pair of symmetrical small wings appeared on the left and right sides of the chick's back.
Du Heng held the semi-finished chicken crisp in his palm as if showing it, and asked Xuan Yu happily: "Does it look like Xiao Xiao?" Xuan Yu took a look and said: "Xiao Xiao's eyes are bigger than its, but it's also very cute."
Du Heng smiled and said, "People who are particular about it will also make chicken feathers and patterns on the chicken crisps. However, the chicken crisps will be fried in oil later. Even if I make the patterns now, they won't be visible later."
Xuan Yu said the terrible words seriously: "So... are you going to send Xiaoxiao into the frying pan?"
Du Heng: ...
Xuan Yu quickly changed his words: "I was joking." Du Heng's mouth twitched. Xuan Yu's joke was too cold.
He quickly made twenty-nine chicken puffs, leaving only the stuffing that Xuan Yu had just made. Du Heng rolled the stuffing into a ball and put it in the last piece of water-oil dough. A round pastry appeared in Du Heng's palm: "Look, it's an egg yolk puff."
Xuan Yu couldn't help but smile again: "Yeah, it looks good."
Du Heng replaced the water in the pot with soybean oil. After the oil temperature rose, Du Heng threw a chicken in. Xuan Yu stretched his neck and looked at the pot: "The chicken sank." Du Heng said: "Don't worry about it, it will float up soon."
Sure enough, the chick slowly floated up from below, but it was fatter, and its skin was stretched out, making it look like a duck. Du Heng threw more than a dozen chicks into the pot, and soon there were more than a dozen chicks floating in the oil.
When the color of the fat skin on the chicken changed from light yellow to slightly yellow, Du Heng took the chicken out.
He said to Xuan Yu: "Mine is actually not authentic. Authentic chicken pastries are made in an oven. The baked chicken pastries look very good." However, due to limited conditions, the poor chicken could only be put into the frying pan.
And the next frying didn't work, so he had to fry it a second time. After Du Heng fished out all the chicks, the oil temperature in the pot became a little higher, so Du Heng threw another chick in first.
The color of the chick changed from yellowish to golden yellow. Du Heng quickly picked up the chick and put it aside to filter the oil. Xuan Yu glanced at the chick and said, "It's getting fatter."
Du Heng's face turned red. It was inevitable that there would be problems when operating for the first time. He was actually very nervous, afraid that the chicken crisps would fail. If they were not cooked well, it would be a joke.
After waiting for a while, Du Heng took the chicken and cut it into two pieces. Now he could clearly see the internal structure of the chicken. The crispy and oily skin outside the egg yolk had absorbed enough oil and heat to expand.
Du Heng took a bite. The outer skin was crispy and the inside was soft and crumbly. The outer skin was slightly sweet and the egg yolk inside was salty and fresh. The egg yolk was sandy in his mouth and the outer skin melted with a sip.
Du Heng narrowed his eyes and handed the remaining half of the chicken to Xuan Yu: "Try it, is it delicious?"
Xuan Yu put it in his mouth without caring about the heat. He chewed it and nodded affirmatively: "Mm, delicious."
He didn’t know whether Xiaoxiao liked it or not, but he liked the taste.
Du Heng then boldly threw the remaining chickens into the pot. He heard a faint sizzling sound from the oil in the pot. Soon, all twenty-eight chickens squatted on the plate to drain the oil together.
As soon as Jing Nan entered the room, he started yelling, "Is Du Heng cooking something delicious again? There's a strong smell of cooking fumes outside. Didn't I tell you to have a good rest? Ouch, what is this?" As soon as Jing Nan entered the kitchen, he saw a bunch of silly little chickens on the plate, "Is this Xiaoxiao with small eyes?"
Du Heng smiled: "This is a chicken pastry, I made it for Xiaoxiao to try, to thank him for saving me yesterday." Jing Nan looked around the chicken pastry: "You are thanking the wrong person, right? It was Fenggui and us who saved you, right? What did Xiaoxiao save you from?"
Du Heng reached out and touched the chicken crisps. Feeling that the temperature had dropped, he grabbed one and gave it to Jing Nan: "Thank you all for saving me. I am here to thank Xiao Xiao for her courage in standing in front of the monster. Come and try it. Is it delicious?"
Jing Nan looked at the chicken crisp from left to right and then bit off half of the chicken: "Thank you, Xiaoxiao, for making it into a chicken for us to eat? Your gratitude is really sincere."
Du Heng: ...I can’t continue this sentence.
At this time, Xiaoxiao came in chirping and threw herself into Du Heng's arms. Du Heng caught Xiaoxiao and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoxiao?"
Xiaoxiao buried her head in Du Heng's arms and wiped her tears on Du Heng.
Du Heng asked distressedly: "What happened to our Xiaoxiao? Why is she crying like this? Don't worry, let's talk it over."
Xuan Yu looked towards the courtyard gate: "It should be Feng Gui who made him eat insects again." As soon as Xuan Yu finished speaking, the peerless beauty Feng Gui walked into the courtyard gate: "This house is nice. Where's Xiao Xiao? Come on, come out and eat insects."
Xiaoxiao screamed and got deeper into Du Heng's arms. Du Heng touched Xiaoxiao and said, "Don't be afraid. Let's talk about it."
Feng Gui stood in the yard and looked around. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled towards the kitchen. Du Heng's mind went blank and he felt snot running through his nose.
Jing Nan turned to look at Du Heng and sighed, "Ah... Feng Gui's face is too deceptive. Look, another one who has a nosebleed for you."
Upon hearing this, Du Heng hurriedly raised the back of his hand to wipe his nose, and sure enough, the back of his hand was covered in blood.
Xuan Yu said to Feng Gui unhappily: "Hold your breath." Feng Gui shrugged: "Okay, these days when new people come, old friends are forgotten. You are actually like this, Xuan Yu, I see through you."
Feng Gui walked into the kitchen with his hands folded: "Hey, what is this?" Feng Gui took a small chicken crisp and looked at it without hesitation: "Is it made according to Xiaoxiao's? But Xiaoxiao's eyes are not so small, and not so flat."
Du Heng's eyes are like little chickens with sesame dots, while Xiaoxiao's eyes are big and round. There is no comparison between the two!
Du Heng said in a flattering tone, "This is chicken crisps. I made it for Xiaoxiao." Feng Gui looked Du Heng up and down, and he nodded, "You're thoughtful. Can I eat this?"
Jing Nan was eating: "Well, not bad, you try it
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