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The bamboo sticks were only one foot long, but they were skewered with several pieces of fat and lean mole meat. A thin wire mesh grill was placed on the reddish charcoal fire, and the mole meat skewers were placed on the grill.
The fat was oozing out of the roasted meat, and the fat fell through the wire mesh onto the charcoal below, emitting a sizzling sound and a puff of green smoke. The lean meat had already changed color, and after a little cumin powder and chili powder were sprinkled on it, a hot and pungent smell lingered in the yard, attracting the greedy worms in people's stomachs.
Du Heng held a bunch of bamboo sticks in his right hand, each of which was filled with meat. His left hand was brushing oil on the skewers, trying to ensure that each skewer of meat was evenly heated. Whenever the seasoning and oil dripped from the skewers onto the charcoal fire, a puff of green smoke mixed with the aroma of the seasoning would rise from under the grill.
The yard was filled with smoke and fog. It was snowing that day, but when I smelled the smell, I felt my body warming up.
Xiaoxiao had long been impatient, he wanted to jump onto the grill and squat, waiting for Du Heng to grill the meat and give it to him first. However, this terrible plan was nipped in the bud by Du Heng before it could be carried out.
When Xiaoxiao was about to flap her wings, Du Heng pulled out a small bamboo stick and shook it: "If you dare to jump up, I will beat you up."
Xiaoxiao tilted her head and acted cute towards Du Heng, and Du Heng softened his heart. However, when he thought about how the child was still young, it would be more difficult to discipline him in the future if he didn't follow the rules now. He hardened his heart and let Xiaoxiao act cute. He stuck a small bamboo stick next to the grill, clearly telling Xiaoxiao that she couldn't jump off the grill.
Xiaoxiao circled the grill for thirty times. When Feng Gui came in, he saw his useless nephew drooling on his feet. Feng Gui was so angry that he fell backwards: "He should be a little more capable."
Xiaoxiao chirped twice in dissatisfaction, and it seemed that the uncle and nephew were about to argue again. Du Heng quickly shook a kebab in front of Xiaoxiao's eyes and said, "Alright!!"
Xiaoxiao immediately forgot the unpleasantness. He chirped happily, then opened his mouth and grabbed the middle of the lamb skewer.
Feng Gui and Jing Nan walked in one after the other. Jing Nan asked in confusion, "What are you doing? I can smell the food from far away." Du Heng called out to them, "It's better to arrive early than to arrive early. Come and try it! Roasted mole meat!"
Xiaoxiao got a skewer of meat. He flapped his wings and chirped around the yard, looking very happy.
Du Heng stuffed a skewer of meat into Jing Nan and Feng Gui's hands: "Try it?" Of course, he would not forget Xuan Yu, so he stuffed two skewers into Xuan Yu's hands and winked at him: "Eat it while it's hot!"
Xuan Yu had eaten hand-held mole meat before, and the texture of the meat back then was completely different from what it is now. The roasted mole meat had a stronger flavor, and the fat had a crispy appearance and shrunk after being roasted. When bitten, it made a crunchy sound, and the fat inside burst out and stained the lips and tongue.
The lean meat didn't shrink that much, and it didn't feel dry at all. It was juicy, tender and delicious, and you couldn't stop eating it.
Du Heng sprinkled a light layer of chili powder on top. Jing Nan couldn't stand the spiciness, and after eating one string, his fair skin turned red. Jing Nan breathed in and out, "It's delicious. Give me another string."
Du Heng handed him a skewer: "If you think it's not spicy enough, I can add a little more for you." Jing Nan took the mole meat and chewed it: "No need, it's good like this."
Unexpectedly, Feng Gui could actually eat spicy food. After he slowly finished eating a bunch of skewers, he said, "It could be spicier."
Spiciness is not a taste, but a pain. Some people find it stimulating, while others find it unacceptable. For example, Du Heng himself cannot eat anything too spicy, but that doesn't stop him from cooking.
Du Heng picked up two skewers and placed them on the grill. This time he waved his hand and sprinkled the red chili powder on the meat, and the skewers were soon covered with the red chili powder.
Feng Gui nodded with satisfaction: "This is good." As he said that, he stretched out two fingers to pinch the thin bamboo skewer, and then neatly pulled off half a skewer of meat.
If someone else did the standard movements of this big man eating skewers, it would not look very good, but Feng Gui did it in a casual and unrestrained manner.
Du Heng... was stunned again.
Du Heng soon realized that something was wrong with him, and he quickly retracted his gaze. But after a while, he couldn't help but look at the three people eating skewers in the yard.
Speaking of which, Xuan Yujing Nan and Feng Gui are very different in appearance, temperament and temperament, but when the three of them stand together, no one is overshadowed by the other two.
Jing Nan quickly finished the second skewer: "This is delicious, you can eat more in the future." Du Heng smiled and said: "The braised pork I made for you is still in the pot." Jing Nan thought for a moment: "The braised pork is also delicious."
At this time, everyone heard the rapid chirping sound. They looked closely and saw Xiaoxiao still walking around the field with his stick of mole meat in his mouth. Xiaoxiao had no hands and couldn't pull the meat off the bamboo stick. He was so anxious that he was running around.
Feng Gui couldn't stand it any longer: "You are so stupid, come here, uncle." Xiao Xiao looked at Feng Gui hesitantly, Feng Gui put his hands in his pockets: "Do I have to snatch a skewer from you?"
Xiaoxiao ran to Fenggui holding the meat in her mouth. Fenggui smiled and pinched the bamboo stick beside Xiaoxiao's mouth: "Here, I'll take it."
Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, and Fenggui quickly ate all the meat off the skewer. After he swallowed it, he smacked his lips and commented: "How stupid! The meat is cold." Xiaoxiao: ! !
Du Heng: ...He kind of understood why Xiaoxiao ran away from home.
Xiaoxiao's hair exploded on the spot, literally, and all the hair on his body exploded. Xiaoxiao, who was originally like a ball, looked even rounder because of the exploded hair.
After seeing Xiaoxiao's angry face, Du Heng couldn't help but smile - so round. From this point of view, Xiaoxiao is really cute.
Xiaoxiao's fury jumped up from the ground like an angry bird and flew straight to Fenggui's face. It was so fast that it was like a golden aura, leaving no time for people to react. But since Fenggui was Xiaoxiao's uncle, how could he not understand Xiaoxiao's personality? Fenggui took a step to the side and tilted his head slightly.
Xiaoxiao's sharp claws were originally heading for Feng Gui's face, but Feng Gui moved and he had no time to react in mid-air. He could only angrily claw at Feng Gui's face twice, and then flew out from beside Feng Gui's head. Poor Xiaoxiao fell to the ground like a ball and rolled twice, breaking the bluestone bricks in the yard when he fell to the ground.
Xiaoxiao rolled around twice in a daze and stood up tenaciously. He flapped his wings and hit Fenggui's head again. But no matter how hard Xiaoxiao tried, he was always one step away from Fenggui's face.
Xiaoxiao was furious. The whole yard was filled with his chirping voice, and the only sound was the cracking of the bluestone slabs in the yard.
Jing Nan and Xuan Yu were gnawing on the mole meat on the left and right. They were obviously very familiar with this situation and they didn't care at all.
Du Heng asked weakly, "Aren't you going to take care of it?" Jing Nan said cheerfully, "Just get used to it."
Du Heng couldn't stand it anymore, so he called Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, there's more here." He picked up a skewer of meat from the grill: "Come on, eat it while it's hot. I'll hold it for you."
Xiaoxiao stopped and flapped his wings as he ran towards Du Heng: "Chirp, chirp~" Du Heng held one end of the bamboo skewer in one hand and touched Xiaoxiao's head with the other: "Are you willing to do this for a piece of meat?"
Xiaoxiao looked at Fenggui angrily, then he raised his butt and never looked at Fenggui again.
Xiaoxiao contentedly plucked the mole meat from the bamboo sticks, and his yellow mouth opened and closed quickly, and he finished two skewers of meat in a short while. He flapped his wings happily and hummed a little tune. The angry bird soon became a satisfied and happy bird.
Feng Gui said slowly: "No wonder he likes you."
Because of his identity, Feng Gui has many people around him. Xiaoxiao, as his only relative, has also been noticed by many monsters or humans. Some people flatter Xiaoxiao in front of him, but laugh at Xiaoxiao behind his back for not being able to transform. Some people deliberately approach Xiaoxiao, hoping to get benefits from Xiaoxiao...
Feng Gui has seen too many people who approached or tried to please Xiaoxiao with a purpose. Later, he discovered that these people not only failed to make Xiaoxiao happy, but also made him depressed.
So Feng Gui let Xiaoxiao stay in the village. The only people he could trust were Jingnan and Xuanyu. He even forbade Xiaoxiao to go to Lingxi Town, fearing that someone with ill intentions would attack Xiaoxiao.
Xiaoxiao also gradually changed from his initial innocence. He became irritable and often talked back to and fought with himself, and even ran away from home.
Xiaoxiao likes to be lively, Fenggui has always known this, but fake liveliness can't make Xiaoxiao grow up, it will only make him stupid. Fenggui would rather Xiaoxiao be a lonely but calm monster, even if he can't transform for his whole life, than to let him be a naive and foolish fool who is played around by others.
Xiaoxiao hadn't laughed for a long time. When he was young, he would involuntarily approach someone he liked, and he would hum a light tune while jumping while walking. But in these years, Fenggui hadn't heard Xiaoxiao's laughter or his unconscious humming for a long time.
Feng Gui squinted his eyes and looked at the small bamboo stick that Du Heng had inserted into the grill. He put his hands in his pockets and asked Du Heng: "Du Heng, do you know what kind of monsters Xiaoxiao and I are?" Du Heng was stumped by this question. He looked at Xuan Yu for help, and Xuan Yu nodded at him.
Du Heng smiled awkwardly and said, "I am a human cultivator, so I don't know much about the identities of monsters. What I can be sure of is that you and Xiaoxiao are both from the Feather Clan?"
Du Heng thought about Feng Gui's identity. Their surname was Feng. Was it the legendary phoenix? But then Du Heng thought, is the demon surnamed Feng the phoenix? Is there a wife in the wife cake? Is there fish in the fish-flavored pork shreds? Is the lion head made of a lion?
Du Heng looked at Feng Gui suspiciously: "Why do you suddenly ask this?" Feng Gui suddenly smiled, and this smile made Du Heng's eyes widen.
Feng Gui smiled and said, "Nothing, just asking casually." Du Heng looked at Feng Gui strangely, then continued to feed Xiao Xiao.
Feng Gui looked at the happy Xiaoxiao. With his eyes, he could tell that Du Heng was really good to Xiaoxiao. No matter whether Xiaoxiao was a big monster or a little chicken, Du Heng really liked Xiaoxiao as a person, not his other additional identities.
That's good. There's one more person in Yikeshu Village who loves Xiaoxiao, and this person doesn't spoil her. Feng Gui was very satisfied: "Give me two more strings, with lots of chili peppers."
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Eating barbecue on a snowy day is a real pleasure, with snowflakes flying outside and the aroma of meat filling the house.
In the middle of the dining table was a barbecue plate bought by Du Heng. The moment Feng Gui and Jing Nan saw the barbecue plate, their faces almost cracked: "Isn't this..."
Is it the stuff used to refine spiritual plants? Or the lowest quality kind? How can it be used to roast meat?
Du Heng didn't think there was anything wrong. He brushed a thin layer of soybean oil on the bottom of the pot, and then put slices of evenly thick pork belly on it. He put charcoal fire on the bottom of the baking tray, and the pork belly made a sizzling sound after it was put on. The milky white fat on the baking tray slowly turned transparent, and the fat slowly separated out.
In Du Heng's opinion, the best sauce for barbecue is sweet and sour sauce, and other sauces such as soybean sauce and spicy sauce should be put aside. Du Heng prepared a jar of sweet and sour barbecue sauce early, and he scooped the sauce into a bowl: "Does anyone want sweet and sour sauce? Sweet and sour." Xuan Yu was very supportive: "I want it."
Only Feng Gui liked spicy food: "Sweet and sour things are for coaxing children." However, as he said this, at least two bowls of condiments were placed in front of everyone, and Jing Nan also mixed together several condiments prepared by Du Heng.
The meat grilled on a grill pan is different from the meat grilled on charcoal fire. It lacks the roughness of the smoky atmosphere, but has more fun of doing it yourself.
Jing Nan turned over the meat slices. The side of the meat slices that was put in the pot at the beginning had already started to develop a golden crispy skin. When he picked up the meat slices with chopsticks, fat like water dripped down from the slightly curled corners of the meat slices.
Jing Nan asked, "Is it ready?" Du Heng said, "Turn it over and continue roasting. It will be delicious only when both sides are golden brown." Feng Gui, who was impatient, was a little unhappy, "You are so slow. You only put a few slices of meat in a pot. When will we be full?"
Du Heng was amused when he heard Feng Gui say this. All people who eat barbecue buffets have this feeling at the beginning, feeling that their pan is not hot enough and the barbecue is not as fast as other tables; feeling that a few slices of meat are finally grilled, but they are eaten in a few bites.
People like this often end up putting the meat they grilled into other people's bowls.
Du Heng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I prepared a lot of meat. There's nothing urgent to do today, so just eat slowly."
Feng Gui rummaged in his sleeves, and just as he pulled out a pot of wine, he thought of something. He touched his hair and stuffed the wine back into his sleeves. For the sake of his hairstyle, he had to endure it. This guy would gnaw on chickens when he got drunk, first gnaw Xiaoxiao and then Feng Gui. Two generations of the old Feng family were ruined by Du Heng.
Under Xiaoxiao's expectant gaze, the first pot of meat finally came out of the pot with golden brown on both sides and oozing with oil! Everyone took a bite of it with their chopsticks, and the first pot of meat was shared in a few bites.
Du Heng, who was the most experienced in eating barbecue, quickly added a second pot of meat, and this time he also grilled other things on the side.
Jing Nan poked at the white plant slice: "This is... goose?" Du Heng hesitated: "What? What goose?"
This is obviously a sweet potato! Of course, in Du Heng's words, this sweet potato is a white-hearted yam. What does this have to do with geese?
Jing Nan picked up a piece of sweet potato chips and sniffed it: "Yes, it's A'e. Eating too much of this thing will cause bloating and constipation." Feng Gui's face suddenly became dark: "We are eating, Lao Nan, can you stop being so disgusting?"
Du Heng finally understood that Ah-e was probably another name for sweet potato. Every place has its own customs. Forget it, let's just eat goose.
Du Heng explained: "It's easy to get sick of eating only meat, so you need to eat some vegetables to relieve the greasiness. You see, I didn't grill much."
Jing Nan then nodded with relief: "That's good. Then what are those over here?" There are actually plants that Jing Nan doesn't recognize?
Du Heng was happy when he saw what Jing Nan was pointing at: "This is bean sprouts." Du Heng had been growing these bean sprouts for several days, and today was the time to eat them.
Although there were hundreds of acres of land in front of the yard, they were half spiritual plants and half weeds. If you want to find some vegetables, you need Jing Nan's help.
Du Heng bought some soybeans from Zhou's shop, and within a few days of arriving in the village, he started to sprout them. The sprouts had two creamy yellow leaves, and the white stems were as long as Du Heng's palm. When you pinched them, water would come out, and they were just as delicious as they were.
The fat from the meat in the middle flows onto the bean sprouts and sweet potato slices around it. When the meat is cooked, the vegetables are also cooked. The thinly sliced sweet potatoes crack when poked with chopsticks. They taste pink and sweet, and are delicious even without the sauce. The bean sprouts are tender and crisp after being dipped in the sauce. When mixed with a piece of meat, they have the aroma of meat and the freshness of vegetables.
After eating a few pots of meat, everyone's mood became noticeably better.
Jing Nan and Feng Gui opened up their conversation, and Jing Nan talked about some gossips brought by some patients who had consulted him before. Du Heng listened, but actually didn't understand it very well. He had no idea about the division of forces in the demon world, so he just listened for fun.
Feng Gui was a monster who often traveled outside, and the news he told was varied, mostly gossip.
Xuan Yu and Du Heng listened silently, occasionally responding. Du Heng was fine, as he had just arrived in the village and didn't know the situation. Xuan Yu was a real stay-at-home. According to Feng Gui, the only time this guy left the village this year was to chase Xiao Xiao who ran away from home.
Another half hour later, Feng Gui, Jing Nan and the others had already entered the late stage of eating the buffet, and they no longer fought over the meat.
At this moment, Feng Gui began to feed Xiaoxiao in a loving and filial manner: "Eat more. Look at you, you've lost weight recently." Xiaoxiao had obviously forgotten about Feng Gui's attempt to snatch his meat before the meal. He buried his head in the bowl and ate so much that his cheeks were bulging.
If Du Heng had not stopped Feng Gui and the others in time, they would have roasted all the meat prepared by Du Heng and fed it to Xiaoxiao.
The barbecue lasted for nearly an hour. After everyone finished eating, the snow outside finally stopped.
The courtyard was covered with a layer of white snow. Du Heng couldn't bear to step on it, for fear that a footprint would ruin the beautiful scene.
But Xiaoxiao didn't have this awareness. He flapped his little wings and flew into the yard, leaving behind two rows of bamboo-like footprints.
Jing Nan touched her stomach contentedly and asked Du Heng a deep question: "What are we having for dinner tonight?"
Du Heng's mouth twitched. Is it too early to ask this question now? Du Heng thought they were all too exhausted to walk.
The good-tempered Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "How about porridge tonight? We had such a greasy meal at noon, how about a lighter meal at night? I'll cook taro porridge and make some refreshing side dishes."
Jing Nan said it was good: "Well, this is good."
Du Heng said to Xuan Yu: "Let's marinate the meat this afternoon." Xuan Yu said: "Okay." Feng Gui was puzzled: "What do you mean by marinating?"
Du Heng explained: "It is to use salt and seasonings to marinate the meat for a period of time to make bacon or cured meat. This way it tastes unique." Feng Gui nodded: "Oh, is there enough meat?" Du Heng said: "Yes, enough, Lao Dao sent a lot."
Feng Gui looked at the sky and said, "Make more. I'll send you some more meat later. Some people will come to the village in a couple of days." Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu, who said to him, "Just follow your own ideas. Don't worry about them."
Xuan Yu said to Feng Gui, "You are welcome to come to dinner, but you cannot order Du Heng around."
Du Heng: ...What's the matter with this sudden feeling of being moved?
Feng Gui looked at Xuan Yu with a complicated expression. Before he could say anything, Du Heng tried to smooth things over: "It's okay. I'll just do more. Is he someone Feng Gui knows? Does he need to stay in the village for a long time?"
Feng Gui's expression finally eased: "They are all people who know etiquette. If you are willing, just do more."
Du Heng smiled and said, "No problem. Lao Dao gave us a lot of meat. Not to mention two more people, even two more will be no problem." Feng Gui looked at Xuan Yu and smiled, "Did you see? Du Heng asked for it himself."
After saying this, Feng Gui floated away humming a tune, like a proud rooster.
Jing Nan stretched and said, "I feel so good after eating. I'll go get busy now." Jing Nan also left, leaving only Du Heng and Xuan Yu in the yard. Du Heng turned around and saw Xuan Yu with a calm face. But he still felt that Xuan Yu was a little depressed. Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng deeply and then returned to the kitchen.
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu's back and felt that Xuan Yu was not feeling well. Thinking about it carefully, Du Heng felt that he might have done something wrong. Xuan Yu was defending himself in front of Feng Gui, but he was embarrassing Xuan Yu. If he were Xuan Yu, he would not be in a good mood either.
It's just that Du Heng has his own troubles. He just came to the village, and there are only a few people in the village. It's not wrong for him to want to get along well with everyone. Du Heng scratched his head. How about he apologize to Xuan Yu? He didn't want Xuan Yu, who always took care of him and protected him, to have any opinions about him.
Du Heng walked towards the kitchen: "Xuan Yu...um...I'm sorry for what happened just now. I was afraid that you and Feng Gui would have an unhappy time..." Xuan Yu came out of the kitchen carrying a wooden basin: "Hmm?"
Du Heng's apology got stuck in his throat: "What are you going to do?" Xuan Yu said: "Aren't you going to pickle the meat? It may be more convenient to do it in the yard. I will prepare a place for you first." Du Heng was very moved: "Thank you Xuan Yu."
Xuan Yu raised a little arc at the corner of his mouth: "You're welcome. By the way, what do you need to marinate the meat? If there is not enough, I can help you find it?" Du Heng was quickly led astray by Xuan Yu: "I need pepper and salt!"
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Du Heng prepared to cook two kinds of meat, one was the bacon he was familiar with, and the other was cured meat.
It is very simple to make bacon. You only need to apply salt evenly around the meat cut into long strips, and then place it in a basin to marinate for about a week. After a week, you can take out the meat, wash off the blood stains with clean water, and then hang it in a sunny place to dry. After drying for more than ten days, the meat will become hard and can be stored for a long time.
Compared with bacon, the seasoning of bacon is more complicated. The salt for bacon needs to be fried with peppercorns until the aroma of peppercorns comes out, and then cooled to a level that is not hot to the touch before it can be used to marinate bacon.
Compared with salted meat, bacon has an extra process, which is fumigation. After ten days of pickling, the bacon needs to be fished out and air-dried until it is half dry, and then smoked with pine and cypress branches.
Du Heng's mother would always make some bacon when she made preserved meat in previous years. In addition to meat, she would also make some sausages, salted chicken, salted duck, etc. When it was time to make them, salted chicken and bacon were hung everywhere in the yard and on the balcony.
In Du Heng's time, one could tell about a family's situation by looking at the quality of the preserved meat prepared in the yard. The taste of the preserved meat could be used as a criterion to evaluate the skill of the housewife, so every year when making preserved meat, Du Heng's parents would be very serious.
Du Heng was very disappointed that he could not eat the preserved meat made by his parents this year. He looked at Xuan Yu who was helping him cut the meat strips, and his thoughts flew to his home in an unknown place. He missed home, and he didn't know if he would have the chance to go back to see his parents in this life.
Xuan Yu was sensitive enough to notice Du Heng's low mood. He kept wielding the knife in his hand: "What's wrong?" Du Heng suddenly came back to his senses: "I miss home a little bit."
Xuan Yu understood it to mean something else: "If you miss Yaowang Valley, I'll go with you to Yaowang Valley next spring when the flowers bloom." Yaowang Valley? Du Heng suddenly remembered that Yaowang Valley was the 'home' of his original self, Du Heng, but he couldn't say anything.
He smiled and said, "I'm afraid going back will only cause a lot of trouble. Have you forgotten? I offended the Demon Lord Yan Buhui in the cultivation world. Maybe he is waiting for me to return to Yaowang Valley." Xuan Yu lowered his eyes: "Yeah."
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "Come to think of it, there is one thing I really want to do. I have been in the village for a long time. Now I have a family and have settled down. I want to write a letter to my brothers in Yaowang Valley to tell them about my recent situation so that they won't worry."
Xuan Yu said: "This is not difficult. Feng Gui has a puppet bird that can fly over Dongji Mountain. We can borrow it and use it later."
Du Heng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Really? Thank you Xuan Yu." Xuan Yu looked into Du Heng's eyes: "Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you."
Watching Xuan Yu cut meat was a kind of enjoyment. Irregular pieces of meat could be turned into strips of meat five fingers wide in his hands. He rolled up his sleeves and poked the skin at one end of the meat strip with the tip of the knife, and a hole appeared on the meat where a rope could be strung in the future.
Du Heng could spend a whole day just watching Xuan Yu cutting meat. Of course, he had more important things to do, he needed to stir-fry the pepper salt.
Xuan Yu easily processed the meat of a whole mountain goat by himself. The processed meat was placed in a wooden basin and piled up. "Is this enough?" Du Heng was just coming out of the kitchen with the fried pepper salt. He looked at the wooden basin and nodded repeatedly, "Enough, enough!"
To be honest, this was Xuan Yu's help. If Du Heng cut the meat by himself, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to lift his arms by the evening. Du Heng divided the meat into two halves, one half for salted meat and the other half for bacon.
Salted pork is easy to make. Just rub the meat with salt and then press it in a wooden barrel. Xuan Yu can help with this. With Xuan Yu's help, the large wooden barrel filled with salted pork was placed under the eaves of the corridor in a short while. Du Heng added a lid on it, and as long as he opened the lid, he could see the salting condition of the meat inside.
When the bacon is ready, the fried pepper salt is just warm. The peppers have changed color. They are no longer as bright red as when they were first bought. They are mixed in the salt and have faded from their initial red color to gray-brown. The snow-white salt has also been stained with the color of the peppers, turning slightly yellow. You can smell a strong pepper flavor without having to smell it deliberately.
Du Heng and Xuan Yu were very quick and they quickly smeared pepper salt on the remaining meat.
Two large wooden barrels appeared under the eaves outside the kitchen. Du Heng looked towards the kitchen and smiled helplessly: "Why don't we just leave them here? We built this house with great difficulty. I've only been living here for a short time and there are already so many jars and cans."
Xuan Yu was busy cleaning up the big wooden basin, into which fell a lot of salt and peppercorns: "Put it wherever you think it's appropriate. This is your home."
Du Heng: ...I'm so touched. Xuan Yu is really a little angel.
When Xuan Yu was processing the jelly, some of the minced meat was cut off. Although it was not a lot, it was still two large bowls. Du Heng carefully collected the minced meat. There would be a lot of meat to be used when frying meatballs and making steamed buns in two days, so it couldn't be wasted at all.
The whole afternoon was spent making bacon and cured meat. After finishing the first step of making the two kinds of meat, Du Heng hurried to make dinner. Fortunately, dinner was easy to make, and everyone drank a few bowls of taro porridge and left with satisfaction.
After everyone dispersed, Du Heng was still busy in the kitchen. Xuan Yu saw him soaking various beans and asked, "What are you doing?" Du Heng said, "I'll make some salty porridge tomorrow. I'm soaking the ingredients first." Du Heng was busy. After soaking the beans, he also pickled some ribs. After preparing everything, he extinguished the night pearl in the kitchen.
After a busy day, Du Heng went to take a bath. Their bathhouse was in the small room behind the living room. Xuan Yu set up a barrier in the room and built a hot spring in imitation of Feng Gui's hot spring. However, this hot spring was not as big as Feng Gui's, so Du Heng would not step into the water and be submerged above his head.
Du Heng came out of the bathhouse and was drying his hair when he saw a light in the living room. Following the light, Du Heng found that it was the light from Xuan Yu's room. Xuan Yu lived on the first floor, just below Du Heng's room.
When Du Heng walked over, he saw Xuan Yu sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes empty in meditation. Seeing Xuan Yu like this, Du Heng suddenly remembered his dereliction of duty.
He said he wanted to make a bed for Xuan Yu, but he actually forgot! Look at his memory!
When Xuan Yu opened his eyes, he saw Du Heng holding the Wood-Inducing Talisman in his hand. Xuan Yu asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Du Heng said guiltily: "I made a bed for you. I promised to make you a bed and not let you sleep on the floor anymore. You too, why didn't you remind me?"
Du Heng was rambling on and on. A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his hand, and he used the wooden talisman to transform into a gorgeous big bed, which was even bigger than Du Heng's bed! Du Heng was very satisfied. After his cultivation level was higher, the bed he made was more to his liking! Look, this is a standard modern style big bed!
Du Heng sat down on the bed: "We still need a mattress." Could this stump Du Heng? If he couldn't make a modern mattress, could he not find bedding? Xuan Yu bought him a whole cabinet!
Du Heng went upstairs and quickly brought down several quilts, and laid them out for Xuan Yu. After everything was laid out, Du Heng sat on them contentedly: "Yeah, that's it! Xuan Yu, come up and try it!"
Xuan Yu then got up from the ground. He looked at the bed hesitantly, then stood beside it. Du Heng pulled him enthusiastically: "Why are you standing? Come and try to see if it's comfortable. This is the first bed I made."
Xuan Yu carefully sat down next to Du Heng, and with a click, Du Heng tilted his body and fell towards Xuan Yu. Who would believe it if I told anyone that Xuan Yu actually cracked the bed with his butt!
Du Heng was a little confused: "Why? It shouldn't be like this?" He looked Xuan Yu up and down. Is Xuan Yu so heavy? He could actually sit on the bed bar?
Xuan Yu said depressedly: "Maybe the wood made by the Yinmu Talisman can't carry my spiritual energy." Du Heng was puzzled: "Isn't the wood made by the Yinmu Talisman also wood? Is there any difference?"
Xuan Yu said: "Nothing can come out of nothing. A wood-attracting talisman is not a storage bag, and you can't just take the stored wood out of it. The wood attracted by the wood-attracting talisman is all made of wood spirit energy collected by the talisman in the air. There is no problem when burning or making tools, but if you want to use it as a weapon to resist other spirit energy, it depends on the cultivation of the caster."
Xuan Yu said: "To some extent, I am a demon cultivator. My demonic energy can disperse the five elements' spiritual energy that is not condensed enough. I can usually use those utensils in the kitchen, but when I enter a state of meditation, I need to communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth, and the bed can't withstand the impact of my spiritual energy." Du Heng's old face suddenly turned red. It turned out that he was not skilled enough!
He had a question: "Then why was it okay for you to sleep on my bed?" Xuan Yu said: "Your bed was given to you by Xiao Xiao. It is made of golden phoenix wood. Feng Gui found a skilled craftsman from the demon world to make it. There is a formation on it, so it can naturally withstand the impact of my demon power."
Du Heng blushed: "Then... let's exchange beds?" Xuan Yu shook his head and said with a smile: "That was given to you by Xiaoxiao. If you gave it to me, he would be angry if he knew."
Du Heng looked at the broken bed and said, "How about going to the town to buy one tomorrow?" Xuan Yu said, "The ox cart is broken and hasn't been repaired yet, and it's a bit chaotic outside recently, so it's better not to go out."
Xuan Yu said calmly: "You don't have to worry about me, I'm used to it. It's okay, you should go back and rest." Du Heng touched Xuan Yu's hand. Xuan Yu's hand was warm during the day, but now it felt like ice.
Du Heng made up his mind, "Well, you sleep with me! We are both grown men, and it's better for two of us to sleep warmly. Besides, we have Xiaoxiao, so the three of us can sleep together. You can't be so stubborn anymore, look at your hands, they are like ice. If you don't pay attention when you are young, you will suffer when you are older. Come on, don't sit on the ground anymore."
Du Heng was afraid that Xuan Yu would delay, so he grabbed Xuan Yu's claws forcefully and walked towards the formation leading from the first floor to the second floor: "Really, such a grown-up doesn't know how to take care of himself."
If Du Heng turned around at this moment, he would definitely see Xuan Yu's eyes that were brighter than night pearls and a smile of success on his lips.
The author has something to say: Du Heng: Let me tell you, Xuan Yu’s health is not good.
Jing Nan: ? ? Xuan Yu can’t do it? ?
Du Heng: It's as cold as ice at night! What's wrong with his age? Jing Nan helped me prescribe some medicine to nourish him.
Jing Nan: I’m afraid the bed won’t be able to handle it if I fill it up too much.
Xuan Yu: It’s not easy to get rid of me.
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