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Zhou Lianhua carried a huge backpack and followed Du Heng and the others to the Wan Workshop. Zhou Lianhua, who was tall, was actually quite lively. No matter what Du Heng asked him, he would answer honestly.
For example, Du Heng asked: "Manager Zhou, how long have you been running your store in Lingxi Town?"
Zhou Lianhua scratched her head innocently: "Hmm... It's been more than three thousand years... Mr. Xuan, is that right?" Xuan Yu nodded: "Hmm, yes."
For example, Du Heng asked: "Are you two brothers the only ones running this shop? Are there any chain stores?"
Zhou Lianhua continued to scratch her head in a naive manner: "Hmm...Is it so? Mr. Xuan, is it?" Xuan Yu nodded: "Yes, it is."
Du Heng was a little puzzled after a while: "Xuan Yu, why does Manager Zhou always ask for your opinion when I ask him something?" Xuan Yu said calmly: "The Zhou brothers have a bad memory and can't remember some things."
Du Heng:... Come on, these two brothers can calculate faster than an abacus. They remember exactly how many times they came and how much they bought.
But Du Heng didn't want to ask in detail. Just like Jing Nan said, everyone in Yikeshu Village has a secret.
When Du Heng and his companions arrived at Wan Workshop, the shopkeeper of Wan Workshop was already waiting at the door. The ox cart was also waiting at the door of Wan Workshop. When it saw Du Heng coming, the ox rubbed against Du Heng enthusiastically. Du Heng quickly took out two pickled sea duck eggs to treat the ox: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."
Behind the shopkeeper stood the weapon refiner whom Du Heng had met before. Du Heng remembered that his name was Yan Hui. Next to Yan Hui stood the refrigerator that Du Heng was familiar with. At first glance, the refrigerator had not changed much and still looked like a door.
Seeing Du Heng and his party coming, the shopkeeper bowed repeatedly and said, "My three lords, the formation has been repaired. It will only take some time to make the scabbard and the modified portable palace."
Hearing this, Feng Gui was a little dissatisfied: "When will it be cured?" The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his head and looked at Yan Hui: "Master, how many days do you think it will take to be cured?"
Yan Hui did not look at Feng Gui. He stood by the door and stared at Du Heng. The green lotus and the swimming fish on the white door swayed slightly. Yan Hui's eyes were dark and Du Heng felt embarrassed when he looked at him.
The shopkeeper raised his voice again: "Master? How many days do you think it will take to master the scabbard and the portable palace?!"
Yan Hui suddenly came back to his senses, and he stumbled and said, "Adding... adding the formation... doesn't take time, but re-refining it will take some time. I... I promise to refine it for you before the New Year... Can you... accept it?"
Yan Hui looked towards Du Heng, who looked around. Seeing that Feng Gui and the others were silent, Du Heng nodded quickly: "Ah, I can accept it, no problem!"
Yan Hui gave Du Heng a shy smile, as if he was relieved. Then he said to Du Heng as if he remembered something: "I, I will refine for you... the best scabbard and a portable palace. You can... rest assured."
Du Heng bowed to Yan Hui and said, "That's all I'll take care of. Thank you, Master Yan." As soon as he said this, Yan Hui's eyes widened and his fair face turned red.
Du Heng had never seen anyone's face turn red so quickly and evenly. This complexion was like a dough ball dyed by dragon fruit. Du Heng was worried that Yan Hui would faint, but he heard Yan Hui's voice: "Should...should."
Yan Hui said to Du Heng, "Can you come over here for a moment?" Although Yan Hui spoke incoherently, Du Heng did not find his voice offensive. He looked at Xuan Yu, who nodded, and Du Heng walked over to Yan Hui.
Yan Hui called out to Du Heng: "Stand, stand in front..."
Du Heng looked over and saw Yan Hui pointing to the position in front of the refrigerator. Du Heng stood in front of the refrigerator and found that the blue lotus pattern on the door changed when he stood in front of the refrigerator.
The original green lotus had always been a bud, it would not bloom nor grow taller. But in Du Heng's sight, the green lotus hidden in the lotus leaves slowly grew taller, and then slowly bloomed. If it weren't for the wrong time and place, Du Heng would have felt like he was watching a magical dynamic picture.
Yan Hui explained: "The evil beast can drill through many... arrays and barriers, and your things were destroyed... I, I'm sorry. I... I can only think of making this magic weapon so that only you can open it... Do you think... is it okay?"
Du Heng blinked, and another question occurred to him: "Am I the only one who can open it? Then Xuan Yu and Xiao Xiao can't open it?"
Yan Hui looked at Xuan Yu and said, "He, they can open it by themselves."
Du Heng was about to say something when he heard Xuan Yu say, "That's it. You don't have to worry about us, we can open it." Feng Gui chuckled and said, "That's good, Xiao Xiao can't eat secretly in the future."
Du Heng only felt a breath of air coming from Qinglian, and for a moment he felt like he was being seen through. Xuan Yu stood behind Du Heng, and he reached out and patted Du Heng on the back, and Du Heng felt that the feeling of being seen through disappeared.
Xuan Yu said: "From now on, the refrigerator will recognize you, and it will be difficult for others to open it."
Du Heng smiled and said, "As long as there are no cases of animals destroying the food, it will be fine." He is not a stingy person, so it is okay if people around him want to open the box and take some food.
The shopkeeper saw that the refrigerator issue had been resolved. He wiped the sweat off his head and nodded, saying, "Would you mind if I moved the refrigerator onto the adults' mounts?"
Xuan Yu said, "I can do it." Xuan Yu walked to the refrigerator, and Du Heng said with concern, "Can I give you a hand?" Xuan Yu said calmly, "It's okay, I can do it."
At this time Yan Hui said: "This... Sir, may I know your name...?" He said this without any confidence, and the little one disappeared with a mosquito sound.
But Du Heng had good hearing, he smiled and said: "I..."
Xuan Yu put away the umbrella and threw it back to Jing Nan. Jing Nan caught it neatly: "Don't throw it around."
Xuan Yu took a step forward and held the door with both hands. His movements were not rough and even a bit elegant. However, the shopkeeper and Yan Hui turned pale and Yan Hui stumbled backwards.
Du Heng watched Yan Hui fall to the ground. He stretched out his hand and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Yan Hui's body was shaking violently: "No, it's okay." There was a hint of fear in Yan Hui's eyes, and Du Heng was a little puzzled.
He hadn't answered Yan Hui's question just now. Just when he was about to answer, he heard Feng Gui's voice: "Du Heng, let's go."
Du Heng smiled at Yan Hui, then climbed onto the ox cart. The ox cart slowly moved, and he opened the window to look at the door of Wan's workshop, only to see Yan Hui still slumped on the ground, and the shopkeeper seemed to be angry with Yan Hui.
Zhou Lianhua was still standing by with a basket on her back, persuading people to do something, but the ox cart was getting farther and farther away, and after turning the corner, Du Heng could no longer see them.
Du Heng said in confusion: "Yan Hui is so weak that he fell down for no apparent reason."
Jing Nan said with a smile: "Yes, Du Heng, I tell you, don't look for a Taoist partner like this in the future. The weapon refiner faces the refining furnace all year round. Look at that weapon refiner, his body will become weak after not seeing the light for many years."
Du Heng was confused: "What?" Looking for a Taoist partner? ? He really couldn't keep up with Jing Nan's thinking.
Feng Gui said: "Even if you are looking for a Taoist partner, you should find someone like our Xiaoyu. She is gentle, considerate and capable. Xiaoyu, don't you think so?" Xuan Yu was not modest at all. He was very calm: "Yes."
Du Heng's mouth twitched: "What are you talking about...really." Even if he is looking for a Taoist partner, he will find a cute girl!
Du Heng took the backpack off his back, and when he looked inside, he almost laughed out loud. Xiaoxiao fell asleep, probably because she had eaten too much at noon, and because she was swaying in the backpack, her head was against the backpack, and her saliva was almost dripping.
Du Heng took Xiaoxiao out of the basket, thinking that it would be bad if the child fell asleep and crushed the two chicks to death. It turned out that he was worrying too much. The two chicks snuggled together and were in great spirits. The dying chick even raised its head to look at Du Heng. Under the gaze of the two pairs of black bean-like eyes, Du Heng grinned and laughed again.
Du Heng placed Xiaoxiao on the couch and took out a quilt to cover her. Fortunately, he had put the quilt Xuanyu had bought for him in the storage bag, otherwise the child would have caught a cold if he fell asleep.
While Du Heng was busy, Xuan Yu and the others sat next to the table. The three of them squinted their eyes, held their chins, and looked thoughtful.
Du Heng didn't notice the three of them at all. After covering Xiaoxiao up, he went to take care of his two chicks. He took out some spiritual rice from the storage bag and sprinkled it in the backpack: "Eat, eat, you will grow up only when you are full."
Jing Nan looked at Du Heng, who was smiling foolishly while leaning on the backpack, and said, "Do you think Du Heng likes the Feather Tribe very much?"
Feng Gui said, "I've noticed it a long time ago. When he got drunk, he first ate Xiaoxiao's hair off, and then plucked my feathers. Now he's looking at the two birds and laughing like this. He must like birds. Or, does he like furry animals?"
After hearing this, Jing Nan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Du Heng, do you like the Feather Clan?"
Du Heng didn't even raise his head: "Yes, the little bird is so cute."
Jing Nan looked at Xuan Yu obscenely and asked, "Then Du Heng, do you like creatures with scales? For example, snakes, dragons, fish..."
Du Heng said calmly: "Fish is fine, I eat it often. But..."
Du Heng suddenly said something that might have changed his mind. All three demons immediately became alert. "But what?"
Du Heng said: "But I hate snakes. Although I sometimes make snake soup, I am really scared when I see snakes. As for dragons? I have never seen one and I dare not even think about it."
Jing Nan was eager to watch the fun, so he asked, "If there was a dragon in front of you and he fell in love with you, would you like him?"
Du Heng shrugged: "Stop it, I think if a dragon appeared in front of me, I would faint."
Xuan Yu's eyes showed deep hurt, but his expression remained calm, and even his voice did not change. He asked, "Why? Is it so difficult for you to accept having scales?"
Du Heng scratched his hair. "How should I put it? It's just a feeling. Look at the chicks and ducklings. They are warm in your hands, have heartbeats and temperature, and chirp. How cute they are. But if it's a snake, it's cold and can bite people. How scary."
Jing Nan and Feng Gui looked at Xuan Yu sympathetically. Xuan Yu lowered his head and said nothing.
Du Heng didn't think he said anything wrong. He happily watched the chicks eat rice for a while. When the two chicks were full and took a nap, Du Heng also yawned. He moved towards Jin Taran and hugged Xiaoxiao. He could take a nap on the way home.
Xiaoxiao felt warm in his arms, and Du Heng fell asleep in no time. In his dreams, he was dreaming about the big crabs he had eaten at noon. He smacked his lips and savored the taste, which was full of seafood.
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The cow mooed loudly, and Du Heng woke up from his sleep. He turned over and sat up, holding Xiaoxiao, who was about to wake up, in his arms. They were home!
At this time, the sun was setting and a wisp of smoke rose from the village. Du Heng suddenly woke up. Smoke? Where did the smoke come from? And the smoke smelled like cypress branches?
Du Heng stood up from the couch, rushed to the door and opened the curtain. The oxcart was parked in front of Xuan Yu's house, and Xuan Yu and the other two were talking in the yard, as if they were discussing where to put their things.
Du Heng jumped off the frame and looked at his fumigator. When he left in the morning, he remembered that the fumigator was completely cold. Could it be that the remaining fuel in the furnace reignited after they left? But that was not right. How much remaining fuel would be needed to keep it burning until now?
The door of the fumigation oven was closed, and green smoke was coming out of the vent above the door. A fumigation smell came over me, mixed with the smell of meat. There was no mistake, there was meat in it!!
When Du Heng was standing in front of the fumigation furnace in a daze, Xuan Yu came out.
Seeing Du Heng, Xuan Yu smiled faintly: "Are you awake? I was just thinking of waking you up."
Du Heng pointed at the fumigation furnace: "Xuan Yu, look, this furnace..."
Xuan Yu said: "The evil beast destroyed your first batch of bacon, and I feel bad too. Didn't we make a lot of bacon and sausages yesterday? I put them away in a storage bag last night, so they were not destroyed by the evil beast. When I went out today, I left some of them in there, and I don't know if I did it right..."
Du Heng felt mixed emotions, and his eyes were slightly moist as he looked at Xuan Yu. When Xuan Yu saw Du Heng's red eyes, he immediately panicked: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have acted on my own, I thought it was just fumigation, it should be okay... If you don't like it, I'll do it next time..."
Du Heng took a deep breath and gave Xuan Yu a thumbs up: "Well done! Xuan Yu, you are awesome!"
This morning, the black beast destroyed his bacon and opened his refrigerator. It was true that he suffered a heavy loss, but today everyone in the village accompanied him to Lingxi Town, renovated his refrigerator, treated him to meals and shopping, and accompanied him to buy things. Now that he has returned home and seen everyone's remedial measures, Du Heng's heart is almost overwhelmed with emotion.
He knew that Yikeshu Village was a good place. How lucky did he have to find such a pure land in the world of cultivation where fighting was everywhere!
Ever since he traveled to the Taixu Realm, Du Heng's heart has been hanging in the air. Before he came to Dongji Mountain, he was in a state of panic every day, afraid that Yan Buhui would catch up with him, afraid that he would die in an inexplicable place, and afraid that he knew nothing about the Taixu Realm and offended other cultivators, bringing disaster upon himself.
He was displaced along the way and did not dare to stop. Relying on the equipment given by his senior brothers in Yaowang Valley, he walked alone on a road he had never walked before.
Isn’t he afraid? He is afraid. He is scared to death every day, afraid that if he closes his eyes, he will never see the sun the next day.
Ever since he met Xuan Yu and the others, he now has a place to stay.
Xuan Yu and his friends treated him very well. They built a house for him and found all kinds of food for him. But he still felt frustrated. He always felt that this peace was not what he deserved. He always felt that one day this good thing would suddenly disappear. He was afraid that one day the people in the village would drive him away. He was afraid that he would be displaced in the world of cultivation again.
In the cold winter, even wild dogs want to find a warm place. Du Heng felt that he was selfish. His kindness to Xuan Yu and the others was always to please them. He had selfish motives. He wanted to please everyone in the village so that he could stay here for a long time.
What he didn't expect was that Xuan Yu and the others had already noticed his cautiousness and caution. Du Heng felt that he was inferior to others, but they never thought that he was of low status. They had already accepted Du Heng and regarded him as a member of the village.
The smoky smell with the fragrance of cypress branches told Du Heng that he could be more unrestrained and that he could treat Xuan Yu and the others as his relatives.
Du Heng wiped his eyes vigorously, his eyes bright, "This smells really good, how about we eat bacon and sausage tonight?"
He wanted to taste something familiar, something that had something in common with that world.
He brought the taste of his hometown to Yikeshu Village, and the village became his second home.
Xuan Yu smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat bacon and sausage tonight."
Xuan Yu added a formation to the fumigation furnace. He put enough cypress branches, grapefruit peels and the like in it, so that the fumigation smoke could continue to rise.
Du Heng didn't understand formations. He had heard Jing Nan say before that Xuan Yu had a high level of attainment in magic. For example, now, he didn't feel that his fumigation room was any different from the previous one, but Xuan Yu had already added a formation to it.
Xuan Yu extinguished the flame, and the green smoke slowly died out.
Du Heng opened the door of the fumigation room with reverence. As soon as he opened the door, he exclaimed: "It's so beautiful!"
I saw strips of reddish-brown bacon and sausages hanging on hooks, and a strong smoky smell came to my nose, mixed with the aroma of meat.
Du Heng thought that the meat here could be eaten directly by slicing it, but no, he couldn't do that yet.
Du Heng took out a piece of bacon and five pieces of sausage: "I'll go soak the bacon first."
After fumigation, bacon and sausage need to be soaked. First, the salt can be forced out, so that the taste is just right. Second, there is ash in the green smoke during fumigation. Soaking and washing can remove the stains on the bacon, leaving the purest bacon flavor.
Du Heng happily carried bacon and sausages into the yard, which was full of storage bags.
Jing Nan and Feng Gui were at a loss as to what to do with the storage bags. Seeing Du Heng coming in, Jing Nan asked, "Du Heng, where is the best place to put these things?"
Du Heng was in a good mood at the moment. He smiled and said, "Put it here first, I'll clean it up later."
It would be too much for Jing Nan, who didn't like cleaning up, to help. As for Feng Gui? Forget it, this guy relied on puppets to take care of him and Xiao Xiao at home.
Du Heng found the spiritual rice from his storage bag and filled a basket with it. He was going to make spiritual rice and steam sausages and bacon. Of course, the most important thing was the rice washing water. Bacon soaked in rice washing water could better remove stains.
The kitchen was already cleaned up, and the mess left in the morning had long disappeared under the effect of the formation. Du Heng was in a good mood when he saw the clean and bright kitchen. He rolled up his sleeves and thought about today's menu.
Xuan Yu put the sausages and bacon taken out of the fumigation oven into a storage bag. He asked Du Heng, "Which room of the refrigerator is this meat in?"
Du Heng looked towards the northwest corner of the kitchen and saw that the refrigerator was firmly attached to the wall.
Du Heng thought for a moment and said, "Put it in the freezer."
He had relied too much on the refrigerator's refrigeration area before, and put most of the food in the refrigeration area, which resulted in the food being ruined by the blackmail beast. This time he wanted to put the food in the freezer area, and if there were any stupid people who went in, they would freeze to death.
The milky rice washing water was soaking the bacon cut into small pieces. Du Heng threw them into the pool and left them alone. He needed to sort out the things he bought today with everyone. He didn't know until he sorted them out that he was shocked.
Du Heng was shocked: "This is... too much..."
The refrigerator compartment of his fridge is basically full, and if he were alone, he wouldn't be able to finish all the ingredients even if he spent decades!
Xuan Yu was very calm: "It's okay, eat slowly."
They probably won’t go to Lingxi Town before the New Year, so it’s better to buy more just in case.
Jing Nan tapped his shoulder: "Oh, I'm so hungry, can we cook now?"
It took these grown men an hour just to prepare the ingredients, and by now it was already dark outside.
Feng Gui said, "The things in Yunyan Tower are just like this, flashy but not practical." There wasn't much spiritual energy in them, and I felt hungry soon after I finished eating them.
Du Heng smiled and said, "Don't worry, it will be done soon."
He took out a spiritual plant that looked like celery from the refrigerator. This was the food he packed back from Yunyan Tower. Du Heng originally wanted to go outside to dig up some green vegetables and stir-fry them, but when he saw so many ingredients, he thought he should use up the ingredients in the refrigerator first.
Tonight's dishes are simple, steamed bacon and sausage, stir-fried spiritual plants, and egg drop soup! These four simple dishes are best eaten in one meal, so that you can make fresh dishes for the next meal.
The bacon and sausages were soaked in rice washing water for an hour. The sausages, which had been a little shriveled after being dried and fumigated, had become plumper. It felt heavy in his hand, and Du Heng estimated that a piece of sausage weighed three taels.
Making sausages and bacon is very time-consuming. After a pound of fresh meat is pickled and fumigated, only 300-400 grams of finished product can be obtained. Fortunately, Lao Dao gave enough mountain paste, so Du Heng could eat meat with confidence.
After washing, the milky white rice water has turned gray, while the washed sausages are rosy and look particularly good. After washing, the bacon presents a richer color. The outermost skin is brown, the lean meat turns red, and the fat between the skin and the lean meat turns light gold, which looks particularly good.
Jing Nan looked at the bacon and sausages on the plate and asked, "How do we eat this?" Du Heng said, "There are many ways to eat this. You can stir-fry it or cook it into soup. Today we're going to eat the simplest and most original way - steaming it."
Feng Gui was a little skeptical: "Will this be delicious?" Du Heng smiled and said: "I think you will like it." Because the sausage is spicy!
Du Heng put the pure rice in the pot and added water to cover the rice by two inches. He placed a steaming rack on the water and then placed the sausage on the steaming rack.
The processing of bacon is a little more complicated. Du Heng cut the bacon into thin slices, and the fat part of the bacon looked good in orange yellow.
He added shredded ginger to the bottom of the large plate, and placed the cut bacon layer by layer on the shredded ginger. After Du Heng cut the bacon, it was arranged like a flower. Du Heng sprayed a little white wine on it, and then placed a larger plate on it.
The fire in the pot licked the bottom of the pot little by little, and Du Heng placed two large plates of meat on top of each other in the rice pot. At this time, he had to thank the formation again. If it were in modern times, he really couldn't put two such large plates of meat in one pot.
Du Heng covered the pot and waited until the rice was cooked, and the sausages and bacon were cooked too. Then he just had to stir-fry a spiritual plant. This was simple, and he could do it when the rice was almost done.
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Du Heng held the spiritual plant that looked like celery in his hand and looked at it carefully. The stems of this spiritual plant were very round, not as angular as celery. He broke off a stem and sniffed it. The smell was refreshing, but not quite the same as celery.
The leaves on the spiritual plant were cut off, and the stem Du Heng held in his hand was one foot long, with all the stems gathered in the middle. The stems on the edge were emerald green, while the stems in the middle were slightly yellow.
Du Heng broke open a stem and took a closer look: "Huh? Weird..."
Xuan Yu asked, "What's wrong?"
Du Heng said: "There is no stem inside this pole."
For example, celery has each stem standing straight and when you break it apart you can see the green stems on the edge. When Du Heng stir-fries celery, he carefully removes the stems.
When he opened the spiritual plant in his hand, he saw only the moist inside. It felt like a bag of water.
Du Heng had eaten this spiritual plant before, and the chef at Yunyan Tower made it sweet. He even said that it would be better if it was made salty. Now seeing this bag of water, he had an unusual idea in his mind: "This spiritual plant...will not melt when it comes into contact with salt, right?"
Jing Nan was drinking tea. When he heard Du Heng say this, he actually gave an approving smile: "Hey, it's true!"
To verify his idea, Du Heng put the broken half of the stem in a bowl and sprinkled a little salt on it. Sure enough, under Du Heng's sight, the thing slowly melted, and soon became a slightly transparent piece of skin soaked in light green juice.
Du Heng muttered, "Can it only be cooked sweet?"
No, he didn't want to eat anything sweet. He thought stir-fried vegetables should be crispy and green, and also salty and fresh. That's how it goes with rice!
Feng Gui was very calm: "Whatever, this kind of thing doesn't have much spiritual energy anyway."
Du Heng held the spiritual plant and thought about it carefully. He decided to try another method. He thought of salted eggs. When a fresh salted egg is cracked open, the egg white is like water, but when it is cooked, the egg white solidifies. I wonder if the spiritual plant will be better after blanching it?
He did it right away. He cleaned the remaining half of the spiritual plant and put it in a small pot, then added a little water. The water in the pot soon boiled, and the spiritual plant, which had been blanched in boiling water, looked green and lovely.
However, no matter how cute it was, it was useless. Du Heng picked up the spiritual plant and placed it on a plate. He sprinkled salt on the spiritual plant again, and the salt grains melted on the surface of the spiritual plant. This time the spiritual plant did not turn into juice, it was still crisp!
Du Heng said happily: "Success!"
Sure enough, the spiritual plants that had been blanched in water would not dissolve so easily when encountering salt. Du Heng gave himself a thumbs up for his cleverness.
Jing Nan sighed and said quietly: "It would be great if such intelligence and talent were used in spiritual practice." But he chose to use it in cooking, which was such a waste of his top-grade wood spiritual roots.
Du Heng broke the stems of the spiritual plant one by one and cleaned them. Then he cut a horizontal line in the middle of each leaf. He raised his knife and cut it down. After a tap, the spiritual plant turned into diamond-shaped pieces of similar size.
Du Heng put the cut spiritual plants into the hot water in the pot and quickly rinsed them. When he took the spiritual plants out of the water, even a demon cultivator like Jing Nan couldn't recognize the original appearance of the spiritual plants.
The formation on the stove started to work, and the water in the pot was taken away by the formation. Du Heng added a little soybean oil to the pot while it was still hot, and he turned up the heat at the bottom of the pot.
Stir-frying seasonal vegetables is all about speed. The fire should be high, the pan should be hot, and the vegetables should be stir-fried for a few times and seasoned before serving. The vegetables will be green and retain their original flavor to the greatest extent. If you take your time, the color of the vegetables will change.
After a plate of spiritual plants were put into the pot, a strong crackling sound suddenly broke out from the pot, and a puff of white smoke rose from the pot. Du Heng sprinkled a little fine salt into the pot, and then quickly stir-fried it a few times. He needed to add a thin sauce. His feeling told him that this would make the spiritual plants look better.
The starch he had made before was placed in the refrigerator and was destroyed by the beast. Fortunately, there was an inconspicuous piece of soil on his kitchen countertop. This piece of soil rolled under the sink and luckily escaped the clutches of the beast.
Du Heng squeezed open the earthy gray outer skin, and found that the inside was not completely dry yet. But it didn't matter, because he needed to dissolve it with water anyway.
The starch does not need to be too thick. Du Heng only poured a little water into the bowl. He scooped a small half spoonful of starch into the bowl, then stirred it with chopsticks and poured the starch into the pot.
When Du Heng brought a plate of green spiritual plants to the table, Jing Nan and the others all stared at the plate. The spiritual plants on the plate were cut into small diamond-shaped pieces, and they lay shyly on the plate, covered with a thin layer of sauce.
Under the night-light pearl, the oil on the sauce slowly flowed. This doesn't look like a dish, but more like a plate of jade! This is much better than the signature dish of Yunyan Tower. If it were in Yunyan Tower, a dish would probably sell for a hundred or eighty spirit stones.
Feng Gui put his hands in his pockets and said, "It seems like it took less than a cup of tea."
Feng Gui had always thought that Du Heng was not very fast at cooking, but now he had changed his mind. It turned out that Du Heng could cook very quickly.
Du Heng said arrogantly: "If you use a cup of tea, the color will turn yellow and it will not look good."
The remaining fire in the pot was still there, and Du Heng wanted to make another egg drop soup while the pot was hot. The egg drop soup he made was different from the usual egg drop soup. He liked to fry the eggs first and then make the soup. Although the egg drop soup made in this way was not as much as the one made by directly beating it in water, it tasted delicious!
Du Heng took out six sea duck eggs and cracked them into a large bowl with both hands.
Jing Nan was impressed when he saw Du Heng's move: "This speed, if he was swinging a sword, it would be the speed of a sword cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage."
Du Heng's mouth twitched. He felt that after the New Year, he would be forced by Jing Nan to practice, and his life would be too miserable.
Six duck eggs with rosy yolks filled half of the white porcelain bowl. Du Heng added a little salt and white wine to the bowl. He held the bowl in one hand and the chopsticks in the other, smashing the egg flowers. The chopsticks left afterimages in his hands.
Jing Nan sighed again: "Well, this speed is good. I think Du Heng may be able to develop into a sword cultivator?"
Feng Gui was a little distressed: "I don't have a wood spirit root, so it might not be appropriate for me to teach him. Xuan Yu, you can try."
Xuan Yu was very calm: "I lost my natal spirit sword."
Du Heng felt like a poor kid about to go to a cram school, with a group of parents thinking about which teacher to find for him. But he just wanted to avoid reality! Depressed, Du Heng turned around, not wanting to see their faces.
The oil in the pot emitted green smoke, and Du Heng poured the egg liquid in the bowl into the pot along the edge of the pot. When the egg liquid met the iron pot, it solidified into a golden egg skin, and a circle of golden egg skin suddenly appeared in the pot.
Du Heng used a spatula to spread the egg liquid on the egg skin evenly. After a while, he used the spatula to split the egg skin into pieces, and then turned them over one by one. When golden tiger-skin marks appeared on both sides of the egg skin, Du Heng added boiling water to the pot.
The clear water changed color when it came into contact with the egg skin, and the soup turned milky white amidst the bubbles that kept coming out of the bottom of the pot. After the soup in the pot boiled, Du Heng added a little fine salt.
If he were in his hometown, Du Heng would sprinkle a small amount of MSG or chicken essence to enhance the flavor. But here, all he could do was sprinkle a handful of chopped spiritual plants into the pot.
Du Heng specifically asked Jing Nan about the long spiritual plant he used to replace onions and coriander. It was called Qian, and it would bloom spherical red flowers in spring and summer. Du Heng thought it looked pretty, and if you didn't pay attention, you would think it was an orchid.
After sprinkling the madder, the soup in the pot exudes a rich aroma of egg soup.
Du Heng found a large white porcelain bowl and poured all the soup in the pot into the bowl. Although he only cracked six sea duck eggs, he got a big bowl full of duck egg soup.
At this time, the spiritual rice in the pot was cooked, and the smell of sausage and bacon mixed with the aroma of rice wafted out. Du Heng put the duck egg soup on the table, then turned around and opened the pot. In fact, he was a little nervous. This was his first time making sausage in the demon world, and he didn't know how it would taste.
The white steam was taken away by the formation, and under the light of the Night Pearl, Du Heng took out the large plate on top of the steaming rack. He opened the plate that was turned upside down on top of the plate as a lid.
As soon as the plate was opened, slices of glossy bacon lay in the oil. A fresh aroma came to my face, with a hint of smoky flavor in the salty aroma, which looked delicious.
Jing Nan had already stretched out his claws to pick up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The smoked bacon was not as soft as fresh meat, but had a bit of chewiness. The lean meat of the bacon was a little hard and chewy. The thin layer of skin on the edge and the fat in the middle tasted crispy!
Jing Nan squinted his eyes and chewed: "Hmm..."
Du Heng looked at him nervously: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Jing Nan swallowed the bacon in his mouth and stretched out his claws again: "It has a very special taste. The smoky taste is a little hard to get used to at first, but I think you will like it after eating a few more slices."
Jing Nan picked up two slices of bacon, took one piece himself, and stuffed the other piece into Feng Gui's mouth: "Try it."
Feng Gui chewed it and frowned slightly: "Hmm..."
Du Heng also pinched two pieces, he handed one to Xuan Yu first, and then put the other piece into his own mouth. After just one bite, Du Heng almost shed tears.
Yes, this is the taste of my hometown! Although it is still not as good as what my parents made, it tastes pretty good. Du Heng gave himself 80 points, and there is still room for improvement in the remaining 20 minutes.
Feng Gui was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say... it's spicy meat? Why isn't it spicy?"
Is this the reason why Feng Daxian frowned? Du Heng almost choked.
Du Heng pointed at the pot and said, "What you are eating is called bacon, the bacon in the twelfth lunar month, and it's not spicy like hot pepper.
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