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Ten kilograms of flour can make about a hundred buns. Du Heng is quick, and with Xuan Yu's help, they soon made a full steamer of buns. At this time, the water on the stove was just boiling, so Du Heng put the steamer with buns on the stove.
Steam came out of the pot with a lot of heat. Du Heng sprinkled some water on the buns, and steam appeared in the steamer. He covered the pot and started to count down: "Xuan Yu, the buns will be ready in one stick of incense."
To be more precise, the steamed buns can be cooked in twelve minutes. However, the timekeeping method in the cultivation world cannot be as accurate as in modern times, and Du Heng can only estimate an approximate time.
Xuan Yu was busy making folds for the buns. He was already quite good at it. While holding the dough with one hand, he used the thumb of his other hand to stuff the stuffing inside. Although he was not as skilled as Du Heng, Xuan Yu's skills were much better than those of ordinary people.
An incense stick of time passed quickly. After Xuan Yu reminded him, Du Heng opened the lid of the steamer with anticipation. A mist rose up, and Du Heng's eyes were fascinated. When the mist was taken away by the formation, Du Heng could see the situation in the steamer clearly.
All I saw was a white steamer with round buns crowded together at the bottom.
Xuan Yu came over to take a look: "Oh, you've grown up."
Previously, Du Heng made noodles, such as wonton noodles, which would not expand after being made. Xuan Yu remembered that when he put the buns in the steamer, there was a distance of several inches between the buns. Now these gaps are filled with the risen noodles!
Du Heng took a long breath of the fragrance: "The fragrant buns are out of the oven——"
He happily carried the steamer to a corner of the dining table, then sprinkled water on the second pot of buns to be steamed and placed them on the edge of the pot.
Hearing the sound of the buns coming out of the steamer, Xiaoxiao and his brothers immediately rushed into the room: "Chirp!"
No matter who you forget, you must never forget to smile!
Jing Nan and Feng Gui soon entered the yard, followed by Yun Zheng and Lao Dao, and even Lao Dao's Hun Dun followed in. The kitchen was suddenly crowded and bustling.
Looking at the steamer full of buns, Jing Nan put his hands in his pockets and said, "Oh, is this the bun you mentioned? Hey, they look cute, white and plump."
Just as Jing Nan was about to reach out to take the bun, Du Heng gently patted the back of Jing Nan's hand: "Wait, let me light a red."
Jing Nan frowned: "Red? What is this procedure?"
Du Heng was holding a small bowl in his hand, half of which was filled with purple-red liquid.
Jing Nan sniffed it and said, "Is this the juice of the rouge fruit?"
Du Heng nodded: "Right! So that kind of fruit is called rouge fruit."
Rouge fruit is one of the spiritual fruits that Jing Nan sent. This fruit looks like a seedless dragon fruit, but it is much smaller than a dragon fruit, only the size of an egg.
The carmine fruit tastes sweet and sour, and after eating it, the juice will dye your lips and tongue red. Du Heng thinks it is also a good dye.
Du Heng dipped the end of his chopsticks in the juice and then dotted a little on the top of each bun. The white buns immediately had a red dot on them, which looked quite festive.
Feng Gui asked in confusion: "What kind of custom is this?"
Du Heng was dotting red dots quickly. He smiled and said, "In our hometown, we put red dots on all the cakes made during the Chinese New Year. It indicates festivity. Look, it's the Chinese New Year, isn't it? Everyone should be lively and happy."
Jing Nan had already taken a bun without any hesitation, and he took a bite: "So you made festive buns? They are called festive buns for short?"
Du Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Eat your buns, what a random name!"
Du Heng reached out and took out the hot buns from the steamer. He handed them to Xiaoxiao, Fenggui, Yunzheng and Laodao who came later.
Yun Zheng bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Mr. Du."
After the ceremony, he stretched out his hands to take the bun. Du Heng saw thick calluses on the palms of Yun Zheng's hands.
Du Heng distributed the buns around before picking up a bun. Just as he was about to hand it to Xuan Yu, he discovered that Xuan Yu already had a bun in his hand.
Xuan Yu picked up the first bun he made as soon as the red was ready. After the buns he made were steamed, the wrinkles were no longer visible, because the bun skin was patched and the texture was a bit uneven, this bun looked bigger than the others.
Although it doesn’t look very pretty, it still tastes very good.
Xuan Yu bit into the bun skin. The bun was still a little hot, but for these demon cultivators, it was nothing. The bun skin was soft and a crescent-shaped mark could be left after one bite.
Whether you are bold or reserved, you can taste the rich fillings in the buns at the first bite. The hot fillings mixed with the slightly sweet bun skin dance between your teeth, and each type of diced meat has its own unique fragrance. The mountain jelly meat is slightly chewy, and the diced chicken is tender and smooth. These two kinds of fat are so delicious that you can't help but swallow your tongue.
However, if there are only these two kinds of meat fillings, you will feel a little greasy after eating a few bites. At this time, the role of bamboo shoots appears. The bamboo shoots cooked with the meat fully absorb the fat of the meat and taste crisp and refreshing. The crunchy texture of bamboo shoots is completely different from that of meat, making them no less delicious than diced meat.
As for the taste, the diced mushrooms and shrimps mixed in it are also worth mentioning.
After soaking, the dried shiitake mushrooms have a unique flavor, and even if they are cut into dices, they still have a smooth texture. The shrimps are the most low-key. After absorbing the soup, they are crispy and tender, as if they have taken a completely different taste path from the diced shiitake mushrooms.
The five kinds of diced meat each have their own flavor, but after being soaked in the delicious chicken soup and chewed by teeth, the different ingredients are mixed into one in the mouth. The delicious taste is continuously generated in the mouth, making people unable to stop eating one bite after another.
If you eat too hastily at this time, the delicious soup will flow down from the broken places of the buns.
Because Jing Nan didn't check for a moment, the red soup flowed from the mouth of the bun into the gaps between his fingers, then rolled along his fingers to the back of his hand and finally fell to the ground.
Jing Nan sucked the soup from the buns in a somewhat awkward manner, but he said happily: "There is still soup in it! I like this soup."
The Sanding Buns are just what Jing Nan wants for his salty and fresh taste, and he loves them very much.
Jing Nan finished a bun in just a few bites, then picked up another bun and studied it: "This bun... doesn't look very beautiful."
Xuan Yu said calmly: "I packed it."
Jing Nan immediately praised Xuan Yu: "Although it doesn't look very beautiful at first glance, but if you look closely, it has a unique style. It is worthy of being made by our Xiaoyu, it has personality!"
Du Heng almost laughed out loud. Jing Nan really spent a lot of money just to eat one more bun!
Du Heng took a bite of the meat bun and blew air into the cracked bun. He was not like those monsters. If he was not careful, the skin inside his mouth would be burned. Du Heng chewed the bun carefully and squinted his eyes.
The taste of the Sanding Buns was even better than he had imagined. While eating them, Du Heng thought of buns with other fillings: "Next spring, I'll grow some vegetables. Then I can make buns with other fillings!"
Xuan Yu asked: "Are there any other fillings?"
Du Heng held the buns in his hands and said, "Of course, there are thousands of fillings for buns. There are meat fillings, vegetarian fillings, and a combination of meat and vegetables. There is nothing you can't think of! In my hometown, the buns made by each household taste different, and each household has its own characteristics."
There is no standard for food. The taste of home is the standard, and deliciousness is the right way.
Xuan Yu said: "Okay, then we will open up the fields next spring and plant whatever you want."
Du Heng narrowed his eyes with a smile, and just when he was about to speak, Xiao Xiao jumped onto the chair in front of Du Heng, and anxiously stretched out his two little wings and pointed at the steamer: "Chirp!!"
Du Heng understood at a glance that Xiaoxiao had finished eating the buns that he had given him earlier.
Du Heng smiled and said, "Wait a moment."
He reached out and took another bun for Xiaoxiao. As soon as she stood up, Xiaoxiao jumped up and took the bun in her mouth. Xiaoxiao swallowed the whole bun in one gulp, and then a slight chewing sound was heard.
Feng Gui said with disdain: "Look at you, can't you eat slowly? Look at the adults around you, they haven't even finished the first one, but you're already eating the second one."
Xiaoxiao turned a deaf ear to him. He turned around and faced Feng Gui with his butt. Feng Gui was so angry that he didn't know what to say.
Du Heng was not a stingy person. He generously placed the first steamer of buns on the table for everyone to eat. Except for Yun Zheng, who was a little reserved because it was his first time at home, everyone else was quite relaxed. Du Heng had to wink at Lao Dao to let him get the buns for Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng was a very serious person. Every time he got a bun, he would bow respectfully. Du Heng felt that what he was eating was not a bun, but some rare treasure.
As he was eating, he felt a little strange: "Is it... someone missing?"
Where's Chonghua? Is he still kneeling outside?
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard. Du Heng looked towards the gate and saw Chonghua, who was covered in dust and dirt, standing at the gate with a bamboo root in his hand. "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and brought a bamboo root."
As soon as he finished speaking, blood started oozing out of Chonghua's forehead.
Du Heng was so scared that the bun in his hand fell to the ground, okay? !
What was Chonghua doing? Just when Du Heng was about to ask, Xuan Yu said, "Didn't you say you wanted to plant a clump of bamboo in the yard? I asked Chonghua to help dig it."
Du Heng looked at Chonghua's hand, and saw that what Chonghua was holding in his hand was... one third of the bamboo clump that he had taken a fancy to?
The poor bamboo was only three feet long, as thin as a finger, with a few sparse bamboo leaves growing on the green branches. There was also a thin bamboo whip less than a foot long attached to the bottom of the bamboo, which looked pitiful.
Chonghua threw the bamboo on the bluestone slab in the yard: "Too fierce..."
Du Heng was puzzled. What did he mean by too fierce?
Chonghua exhaled heavily, "It's too difficult. Um... what delicious food are you eating? Yunzheng Hundun, what delicious food are you eating?"
Du Heng: ...This guy changes the subject so quickly!
Seeing that Zhonghua was about to walk into the kitchen, Feng Gui cleared his throat: "Who told you to get up? Didn't I tell you to kneel down?"
Chonghua felt so aggrieved that he looked at Jingnan eagerly: "Master Jing asked me to get up."
Jing Nan nodded: "Yeah, yes, I wanted him to help Du Heng knead the dough. But he made a mistake in the first step."
Feng Gui spat and said, "If you can't even knead dough, what's the point of keeping you?"
Chonghua looked at everyone in the kitchen, from Jingnan to Fenggui, and then from Fenggui to Laodao and Yunzheng. But these people didn't even look at him. Poor Chonghua could only look at Du Heng aggrievedly. He opened his mouth and said, "Mr. Du, I was wrong."
Du Heng scratched his cheek: "Huh?" Why should I apologize to him for no reason?
Chonghua continued to reflect: "I shouldn't have greeted you in that way."
When Du Heng thought about the incident in the morning when he was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest, he felt that he should let Chonghua suffer a little. But seeing Chonghua's pitiful appearance, he felt a little reluctant. He had knelt and was beaten by bamboo. Look at the blood on his head. It doesn't look like he went to dig bamboo. It's obvious that he went to fight with monsters.
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu?"
Du Heng himself didn't realize that he had developed a serious addiction to Xuan Yu. Whenever he was indecisive, he would habitually look at Xuan Yu.
Xuan Yu said to Du Heng: "You decide. This is a grudge between you and him."
Du Heng scratched his head: "I don't have any grudge against him."
Chonghua was still reflecting on himself: "I didn't greet you properly that time at Dongji Mountain, so I thought I would talk to you properly this time, but I didn't expect you to be so weak. I'm sorry for scaring you... Please forgive me? I won't dare to do it again. I've been beaten and I've knelt down, can you forgive me?"
Feng Gui cleared his throat and said, "Let me correct a mistake of yours."
Everyone looked at Feng Gui, only to hear Feng Gui slowly say: "You were punished to kneel not because of Du Heng, but because you let Xiao Xiao out of Dongji Mountain on Qiongqi Road."
Chonghua felt even more aggrieved: "Feng Jun, this is unfair! It's not just my business to let Xiao Feng Jun go. Besides, you let Long... Lord Xuan beat us up. Why did you let me kneel but not Yun Zheng?"
Yun Zheng said seriously, "Because Lord Xuan beat me hard." Yun Zheng pointed to the bruises on his face and said, "The evidence is that I lay in bed for five days, but you were alive and kicking the next day."
Du Heng was almost dumbfounded. It turned out that the old friends Xuan Yu mentioned on the day he passed Dongji Mountain were these two people. The so-called greeting was also a real beating. No one knew how hard Xuan Yu hit them. The bruises on the two people's faces have not disappeared until now.
Chonghua looked extremely aggrieved, and he looked at Du Heng dimly. For a moment, Du Heng seemed to see the cat that was caught stealing fish when he was a child. Chonghua's eyes were like a little hook that hooked Du Heng's heart, making Du Heng feel that if he didn't forgive him, he would cry out immediately.
At this time, the advantage of being cute came into play. Chonghua's eyes turned red, and Du Heng walked out of the kitchen: "I forgive you, stop crying, come and eat the buns. They are freshly steamed and still hot."
Chonghua immediately smiled brilliantly, and Du Heng saw his two small canine teeth bared. Chonghua nodded cheerfully, and he quickly shook Du Heng's hand: "Master Du, you are such a good person!"
After saying this, Chonghua rushed to the kitchen, took out two buns from the steamer, and bit them one by one. He smiled like a flower: "Hehe, they are delicious~"
Du Heng almost laughed out loud when he saw Chonghua like this. Feng Gui was really a strange man. I don't know what he does, but why are his subordinates more interesting than the other?
He bent down with a bun in his mouth and picked up the thin bamboo. The thin bamboo was shaking in Du Heng's hand, looking particularly pitiful. Du Heng looked at the corner of the courtyard wall, wondering if this bamboo could be planted in the corner of the courtyard.
He had planned to go to the bamboo forest in the spring to dig up the three small bamboos, but he didn't expect Chonghua to dig them up for him. He didn't know if a single bamboo would survive, so Du Heng carefully placed it in the corner.
He raised his voice and said to Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, is it okay to plant bamboo here?"
Xuan Yu's voice floated from the kitchen: "Okay, you have the final say."
There was a quarrel in the kitchen. As many people talked at once, Du Heng could only hear Xiaoxiao's chirping and Dahuang's barking. He smiled and shook his head: "It's really lively."
He will not spend this year's Spring Festival alone. With Xuan Yu and so many people around, everyone will definitely be able to have a lively Spring Festival.
Du Heng was chewing on a bun and thinking that he could start making snacks such as fried melon seeds and peanuts from tomorrow. What could the New Year be complete without these things?
Just as he was thinking, Du Heng saw a flash of green clothes outside the courtyard gate. Du Heng suddenly remembered that there was another person in the village!
He walked outside the courtyard and saw Jinghong standing at the foot of the wall. Her eyes were slightly red. Seeing Du Heng looking at her, Jinghong wiped her eyes and bowed. She turned around and walked towards Jingnan's house in a hurry, looking extremely desolate and lonely.
Du Heng called her, "Miss Jinghong, wait a moment." Jinghong's body stiffened. She turned her back to Du Heng and raised her hand, apparently wiping her tears again.
She didn't turn around, but responded to Du Heng: "Mr. Du, what can I do for you?"
Du Heng didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at Jinghong's back and felt that this girl looked very pitiful. In the yard, a lot of families, whether they knew each other or not, were chatting and laughing in harmony. Originally, she should have a place in it, but she did something wrong.
People who have done something wrong are not qualified to bargain. Du Heng felt that no matter how much he felt sorry for her, he couldn't say anything. He scratched his hair and sighed, "Wait a minute."
He couldn't forgive the betrayer on behalf of Xiaoxiao and Fenggui, but Jinghong didn't do anything to hurt him. It was freezing cold, even cats and dogs had a nest, but Jinghong was alone and not accepted by everyone.
Du Heng returned to the kitchen and scratched his hair. "Um... Jinghong is outside. She looks so pitiful. Can you give her some buns?"
Jing Nan looked at Du Heng with a half-smile: "For Jing Hong? What do you think, Feng Gui?"
Feng Gui smiled and said, "Du Heng can make the decision himself."
Du Heng froze in place and looked at Xuan Yu as if asking for help.
Xuan Yu took a white plate and put the first bun on it. Just when Xuan Yu was about to put the second bun on it, Feng Gui reached out and put another bun on the plate.
Du Heng looked at Feng Gui in surprise. What did Feng Gui mean by this? Feng Gui did not look directly at Du Heng. His eyes fell on Xiao Xiao who was happily eating buns. Feng Gui said, "Just think of it as accumulating blessings for Xiao Xiao."
Hearing the words "accumulate blessings", Xiaoxiao jumped onto the table, took a bun from the steamer and put it on the plate: "Chiu chiu!"
Then Jing Nan also took a bun and put it on the plate. He said leisurely: "Even if I see a kitten or a puppy on the road, I will give them a bite, let alone an old colleague?" There were four buns with red dots on the plate, representing the thoughts of five people in the village.
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu again, and Xuan Yu nodded: "Do whatever you want to do, go ahead."
Chonghua wanted to say something, but Yun Zheng stopped him. Chonghua could only mumble, "Then I want to eat four buns, too."
Du Heng walked out of the courtyard with the plate in his hand, while Jing Hong was still standing there with his back to the courtyard. Du Heng walked behind Jing Hong and said slowly, "Would you like some buns? They are freshly made and still warm."
Jinghong's body stiffened for a moment, and her voice was a little hoarse. She said, "I am not worthy."
Du Heng smiled and said, "It's just a bun, what's the problem with it being worthy or not? Besides, this was given to you by Feng Gui and the others." Jinghong turned around suddenly, and Du Heng saw her shocked eyes.
Jinghong's face is very pretty, her face is a standard oval face, although she is not the kind of girl who makes people stunning at first glance, but she is also very charming. At this moment, Jinghong's eyes were full of shock, she just stared at Du Heng, and then tears rolled out of her eyes.
Du Heng spoke incoherently: "You, don't cry." Jinghong wiped her tears and said: "Excuse me."
She reached out and took the bun from Du Heng's hand. Du Heng smiled and said, "Try it quickly, it's still hot." Jinghong took the bun on the top and took a bite. She chewed it and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but tears fell down again.
Jinghong choked up and said, "It's delicious. Thank you Mr. Du. Thank you Fengjun."
Du Heng looked at Jinghong. He felt that the buns that Jinghong ate must have tasted different, because buns eaten with tears would not taste good no matter what.
He scratched his head: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, go back and rest."
Jinghong nodded. Du Heng didn't know what to say. He smiled at Jinghong and turned around.
When Du Heng was about to enter the yard, he saw Jing Hong kneeling down from the corner of his eye. He turned his head to look in Jing Hong's direction, only to see Jing Hong kneeling on the ground, holding the plate above his head with both hands.
Du Heng felt a bitter feeling in his heart.
This person must not take the wrong path. Once he takes the wrong path, he will have to spend more time and energy to make up for his mistake.
Du Heng walked back to the kitchen with a heavy heart, but as soon as he entered the kitchen, his melancholy flew away.
Jing Nan and the others sat on the chairs like bones, and Lao Dao and the others also sat beside the dining table. The steamer on the dining table was empty, and Du Heng couldn't believe it: "Gone... Gone?"
He just ate a bun, and that was it? ?
Xiaoxiao laughed out loud, he ate six by himself!! He ate twice as much as his uncle! Happy!
Xuan Yu was busy making dumplings. He said, "The second basket is almost ready."
Du Heng looked at the subtle expressions of the people at the table and felt that his second basket of buns might not be safe.
Was he too naive? He should have made a few dozen kilograms of flour. He decided to make the flour right away, otherwise the buns would be gone before the Chinese New Year.
Chonghua and Yunzheng were the guests Fenggui had mentioned before who would come to the village to celebrate the Spring Festival. Every Spring Festival, they would come to the village and stay for half a month. They usually came on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month and returned to Dongji Mountain on the 10th day of the first lunar month.
In addition to these two people, Lao Dao also plans to stay in the village to celebrate the New Year this year.
Du Heng calculated that there were more than a dozen mouths to feed, and the daily food consumption was quite high. It seemed that everything in his refrigerator would be put to good use.
Du Heng urgently added 50 kilograms of flour. With so many people, they could eat a basket of buns in one meal. If he didn't make more, how could he last until the tenth day of the first lunar month?
Du Heng was thinking about the food he should prepare, but when he put the steamed buns into the refrigerator, he accidentally dropped the storage bag of sea duck eggs on the ground.
The storage bag was open, and the sea duck eggs inside fell to the ground with a crackling sound. Du Heng's face suddenly turned as yellow as the duck egg yolks on the ground.
He yelled, "Xuan Yu! I did something bad! I broke the duck egg!!"
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Du Heng collected the broken duck eggs and filled three large wooden basins. Du Heng burst into tears: "How long will it take to eat so many duck eggs?"
Jing Nan said happily: "Make steamed eggs and egg drop soup, I like to eat that!"
Ever since Du Heng made egg drop soup last time, Jing Nan remembered it. These past two days, he asked Du Heng to give him extra food from time to time. He wasn't afraid of getting tired of it.
Du Heng sighed: "Three large basins of eggs, you won't be able to finish them until next year."
Countless dishes that can be cooked with eggs flashed through Du Heng's mind, but he counted on his fingers and thought for a long time. The eggs in those dishes are only supporting roles. Even if there are eggs in every meal, three large basins of eggs will be enough for them to eat until the beginning of next spring.
Xuan Yu comforted Du Heng: "It's okay, just eat slowly. It won't go bad in the refrigerator anyway."
Du Heng had a headache: "Although it won't go bad, it feels weird to put three basins of egg liquid in the refrigerator."
Suddenly, Du Heng had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly remembered a delicious food deep in his memory. He smiled at Xuan Yu and said, "Xuan Yu, have you ever eaten... cake?"
Xuan Yu looked blank: "What?"
Egg cake is a delicacy that Du Heng could only eat during festivals when he was a child. When he was a child, his parents would bring oil, sugar and eggs from home to the town during the Chinese New Year. When they came back, there would be a large bag of flower-shaped golden, oily and sweet egg cakes in their bags.
Egg cake has a sweet and soft taste. Du Heng loved to eat it when he was a child. Later, as the material conditions became better, the children had more and more food to eat, and egg cake gradually withdrew from Du Heng's snack list.
Du Heng waved his hand and said, "Let's make egg cakes!"
Jing Nan said faintly: "This is not a chicken egg, this is a sea duck egg!"
To make egg cakes, you need an oven. Du Heng has only used modern ovens. He has never used the kind of ovens in the town that require charcoal fire. He only knows that the ovens in the town are blackened by charcoal fire, but they always have a sweet fragrance.
The idea was good, but Du Heng began to have a problem. How could he make an oven in the world of cultivation? He didn't even have a vague understanding of the working principle of the oven. Du Heng sighed at the three basins of egg liquid, and he felt that his hair was about to fall out.
Xuan Yu saw Du Heng looked depressed, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Du Heng said with a bitter face: "I want to make egg cake, but I don't have an oven."
As he spoke, he described the appearance of the oven in his memory to Xuan Yu and the others. He said, "It's probably a square oven three feet high and three feet wide, with charcoal fire underneath or beside it. The charcoal fire heats up to generate hot air, and then bakes the things in the oven. That's it..."
After Du Heng finished speaking, facing the confused faces of the monsters, he covered his face in frustration: "I don't even know what I'm saying... Maybe my cake won't be made."
Feng Gui frowned and said, "I have never seen the oven you mentioned, but we have seen many similar things you mentioned."
Du Heng suddenly perked up: "What?"
Jing Nan put his hands in his pockets: "Isn't this the alchemy furnace?"
Most of the alchemy furnaces in the cultivation world are round, with thin legs and a big round belly, and a lid on top. When working, various spiritual fires are burned under or in the middle of the alchemy furnace, and the amount of alchemy fire is increased or decreased according to the level of the spiritual plants or ores to be refined.
Some alchemy furnaces are made in a different way and are square or rectangular in shape, but the principle is the same as that of the round alchemy furnace.
Feng Gui was very generous. He ordered Yun Zheng and Chong Hua: "Go and bring the alchemy furnace in my yard."
Du Heng was a little confused. A yard? Does Feng Gui's family have a yard? He had been to Feng Gui's family before. His family only had various palaces. It was impossible to find a yard.
Du Heng didn't remember seeing any alchemy furnace in Feng Gui's yard, but the things Feng Gui used wouldn't be bad.
Yun Zheng and Chonghua quickly carried a golden, big-bellied alchemy furnace into the yard and placed it in the courtyard.
Du Heng walked to the side of the furnace and looked at it carefully. The furnace was about the same height as Du Heng, and there was a small round door with a diameter of one foot on the big belly. When refining the elixir, the cultivator could project his consciousness through this small door to observe the refining of the elixir inside.
Just as Du Heng was about to reach out to open the door, Xuan Yu grabbed his wrist and stopped him: "Don't move!"
Du Heng was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Xuan Yu said: "There is spiritual fire inside. If you open the furnace now with your cultivation level, your body will be burned."
Chonghua said sarcastically, "The red flames in Fengjun's alchemy furnace are very powerful. If someone accidentally falls into it, even the bones will be burned to ashes."
Du Heng was a little confused: "But... I don't feel the temperature standing here."
Xuan Yu explained: "That's because there is a barrier next to the furnace, otherwise the heat inside can melt everything within a ten-mile radius."
Du Heng's mouth twitched: "I... just want to bake a cake, do you have to make it so high-end?"
Everything within a radius of ten miles was burned, so wouldn't his egg paste turn into ash if he put it in? Moreover, the mouth of the furnace was too small, a one-foot opening, so he couldn't even fit a mold in.
Feng Gui obviously saw what Du Heng was thinking. He said calmly, "You just said a square stove, right?"
Feng Gui's hand was filled with spiritual energy, and the furnace that was as tall as a person turned into a square furnace. This furnace was about the same size as Du Heng had just described, and the door that was only one foot wide had now expanded to the side facing Du Heng.
The stove was still golden, with many bird and cloud patterns carved around it. Du Heng thought that although this stove was not as beautiful as it was originally, it was much better than the stoves in his hometown that were blackened by charcoal smoke.
Feng Gui and Jing Nan had very subtle expressions. They looked at each other and sighed at the same time: "It's so ugly..."
Du Heng frowned, it was really difficult for these demon cultivators. Who said that demon cultivators had no aesthetic taste? In Du Heng's opinion, the demon cultivators' aesthetic taste was higher than that of a modern man like him, okay?
Feng Gui's hand flashed with inspiration again, and the furnace opened. Xuan Yu stood in front of Du Heng, and Du Heng stretched his neck to look inside the furnace, only to see that the middle of the furnace was empty, and the surrounding walls were clean.
At the bottom of the furnace, you can see a fine mesh structure, and at the bottom of the mesh, there is a red ball the size of an orange jumping around.
Xuan Yu said: "That is the red flame. With it in the furnace, the temperature of the furnace can be maintained."
Du Heng said: "Is this spiritual fire? I don't need spiritual fire, I just need the simplest charcoal fire." Du Heng was afraid that if he used spiritual fire to bake the egg cake, it would be a paste when he put it in, and it would become a pile of charcoal when he pulled it out.
Feng Gui said, "Don't worry. You don't have enough cultivation to activate the red flame. The red flame now is no different from ordinary charcoal fire. But if you rashly invest your spiritual sense or open the furnace without adjusting the barrier of the furnace, you will get hurt."
Du Heng: Suddenly I felt offended.
However, when he stood in front of the stove, he did feel the stove door open, and the temperature inside was about the same as when he was standing in front of the grill.
Although Feng Gui was telling the truth, he still stared at her with resentment.
Feng Gui spread his hands and said, "Why are you looking at me? You are just too weak."
Feng Gui waved his hand and said, "Put this oven here for now. Bake whatever you want."
Feng, a wealthy family, was really generous. Du Heng was almost moved to tears.
There was a period of time when a waterless crispy cake was popular in Du Heng's hometown. Du Heng had always naively believed that egg cakes were baked with water. Waterless egg cakes might have replaced water with milk or something like that. It was not until he made an egg cake himself that he realized that this was just a gimmick used by merchants to sell goods.
There is no need to add water when making egg cake. Just egg liquid, white sugar, sifted flour and cooking oil are enough.
However, the flour used to make egg cakes is usually low-gluten flour, and Du Heng only has ordinary flour. However, this does not bother Du Heng. The last time Du Heng went to Zhou's shop, he bought a lot of starch. He just needs to add some starch to the ordinary flour.
Mother Du usually makes some cakes. She told Du Heng that adding about 10% of starch to ordinary flour can replace low-gluten flour. It is about 10 to 12 kilograms of starch mixed with 100 kilograms of ordinary flour.
Du Heng grunted and carried out a large bag of flour, which weighed 50 kilograms. Du Heng put the flour heavily on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing how hard he was working, Jing Nan sighed again: "Has this little guy really practiced Qi?"
Du Heng smiled with a fake smile: "Jing Daxianer, do you want to eat the egg cake or not? If you want to eat the cake, shut up."
Jing Nan shut up decisively: "I won't say anything, you continue, you continue."
The wooden basin in Du Heng's house was about the same size as an ordinary wash basin. Du Heng estimated that a basin full of water weighed about 12 kilograms. Three basins of egg liquid weighed 36 kilograms, and he needed to add slightly less low-gluten flour than the egg liquid. In other words, he needed about 30 kilograms of flour, 18 kilograms of sugar, and 2.5 kilograms of cooking oil.
At this time, Jing Nan's scale for alchemy came in handy. Alchemy also pays attention to the amount. Sometimes, if a certain amount of spiritual plant is added a little more or a little less, the resulting pill will be completely different. Therefore, alchemists will prepare a scale.
The scale in Jingnan's house was completely different from the ones Du Heng had seen before. Made of some unknown material, there was a black sitting fox carved in the middle. The fox's tail was fluffy and tilted over its head, forming an irregular tray for placing things.
The scale was only one foot high and less than one foot wide. Du Heng felt that if he placed the wooden basin on the scale, it would be crushed.
Du Heng was still hesitating, but Jing Nan had already placed an empty wooden basin on the scale. At this moment, the little fox opened his eyes, licked his lips and said softly, "Five pounds~"
Du Heng was startled: "Hey, it can count automatically!"
If this scale is placed in my hometown, it will definitely sell like hot cakes. The shape is so cute. It is cute, but the value seems to be wrong, right?
Du Heng was amused: "Jingnan, your scale won't break, right? My wooden basin only weighs five kilograms?"
The wooden basins in Du Heng's house are all made of wood-drawing talismans. Each basin is very heavy.
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