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Xuan Yu took Du Heng's hand and went home to get an umbrella. Du Heng looked at the umbrella and asked, "Xuan Yu, why do you have to hold an umbrella when you leave the village?"
He had asked Xuan Yu this question before, and Jing Nan said at that time that this was his family's ancestral umbrella, and that monsters would not dare to approach after using it. But if he was just going to collect food, he didn't need to use an umbrella, right?
Xuan Yu did not hide the truth from Du Heng this time. He said, "My demonic energy is too overbearing for other demon cultivators. If they are not careful, they will lose their cultivation. Jing Nan's Thousand Chance Umbrella can block my demonic energy and protect innocent demon cultivators."
Du Heng suddenly realized that this was the case. As expected of Xiaoyu, she was so gentle!
By the time the two of them reached the entrance of the village, it was already dark. There was a cart pulled by a red leopard parked at the entrance of the village, with the logo of Yunyan Tower painted on the body of the cart. The person pulling the cart was the owner of Yunyan Tower, who was holding an orange lantern in his hand.
Seeing that the person coming out was Xuan Yu, the shopkeeper nodded and bowed: "Master Xuan, I came here after receiving the message from Master Jing. I brought Master Jing a thousand white-feathered chickens, 500 males and 500 females. They are all young and tender chickens that have been raised for a year. I guarantee that Master Jing will like them. There are also 8,000 pairs of pigeons, which are fat and tender. In addition, there are 800 pairs of grey geese, 800 pairs of mallards, and 800 pairs of petrels..."
Du Heng was dumbfounded. Jing Nan was...trying to tire Du Heng to death? Wasn't that too ruthless?
Compared with the shopkeeper of Yunyan Tower, Jing Nan really showed mercy when he broke the necks of four swans in Nanshan. Du Heng listened to the shopkeeper announcing the menu, and his expression changed from shock at the beginning to numbness.
Xuan Yu calmly took the eight storage bags from the shopkeeper of Yunyan Tower. He nodded and said, "Thank you."
The shopkeeper rubbed his hands and said, "We will definitely do what Master Jing has asked us to do to his satisfaction."
Xuan Yu asked, "Has Jing Nan paid the bill?" The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Mr. Feng has instructed that whatever Lord Jing wants should be put on his account."
After the shopkeeper handed the things to Xuan Yu, he bowed and climbed onto the carriage. Chi Bao stretched his body towards Xuan Yu, then pulled the carriage away. Chi Bao pulled the carriage very fast, and soon the shadow of the carriage disappeared on the path in the field.
Xuan Yu put away the storage bag, put away the umbrella and held Du Heng's hand: "Let's go home."
Even when he returned home, Du Heng could not rest. If the eight storage bags of food sent by Yunyan Tower were poured out, they would form a small mountain. Du Heng felt that it would take the whole village several years to finish eating all these food!
But thinking about Yun Zheng Zhonghua who had not appeared for a long time, and thinking about Feng Gui and Wen Qiong who had already left or were about to leave, Du Heng felt that these ingredients would not last long.
Du Heng's consciousness went through the ingredients, which had all been processed. The internal organs of the birds were placed in a separate basket in the storage bag. Du Heng took a look and found that they had even kept the pigeon blood.
Xuan Yu said to Du Heng: "These ingredients can be cooked slowly. If you are tired, why don't you take a rest today?"
Du Heng took out ten ducks, soaked them in a wooden basin and said, "I have to do what I promised Jingnan. I will make him sweet-skinned duck tomorrow and marinate the ducks tonight."
The ducks were very fat, Du Heng scraped off the excess fat and cut off the buttocks, then rubbed the ducks inside and out with white wine salt and five-spice powder. At this time, he began to thank himself for his hard work in cultivation. Since he had spiritual energy, he could manipulate spiritual energy to do many things at the same time. If he was to cook these ducks slowly by himself, it would definitely take a long time. But with the help of spiritual energy, he only took a cup of tea to coat the ducks.
The wooden basin was placed on the dining table and covered with a layer of gauze. Du Heng clapped his hands: "I can braise these ducks tomorrow morning. With maltose, I think I should be able to make sweet-skinned ducks."
Cooking is actually a one size fits all approach. The processing methods of many ingredients are similar. Although the production process and technology are slightly different, they are nothing more than those few steps. Du Heng had never made sweet-skin duck before, but he had eaten it!
This time there were a lot more leftovers such as duck heads and duck necks, so Du Heng took out another basin. He felt that his spiritual energy was being used more smoothly. When all the spiritual energy was mobilized, he could clean a basin of duck necks and duck heads in just one stick of incense.
Xuan Yu sat quietly beside the dining table without saying a word. He knew that Du Heng was tempering his cultivation. He was only one step away from forming a pill, and now he only needed an opportunity. Maybe Du Heng had touched the opportunity to form a pill while cooking?
However, it is not so easy to form a pill. When Du Heng put the duck head, duck neck and marinade into the pot, his spiritual energy was firmly entrenched in his dantian without any vibration.
Wen Qiong will be leaving in two days. Wen Qiong likes to eat duck heads and necks, so Du Heng plans to make more for her to take away. In addition, Du Heng also plans to make more milk tea, which she likes.
Du Heng now began to understand how his parents felt when they packed food for him every time school started. Every time, his suitcase would be stuffed full. Before arriving at school, the suitcase could not be opened because it would never be closed again. He could only open it when he got to the dormitory, and then everyone would rush over to grab the food he brought.
Du Heng was in this mood now. He wanted Wen Qiong to take more food with him because if she left the village, he didn't know when she would come next time.
There is no way to do the Great Harmony of Life exercise tonight, because as soon as the quilt was opened, Xiaoxiao was lying on her back. The golden chicken was acting cute: "Chiu~"
Du Heng laughed out loud when he saw Xiaoxiao like that. He hugged Xiaoxiao and rubbed her up and down: "I wonder if Fenggui was as cute as Xiaoxiao when she was a child."
Xuan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Well... they are similar in appearance, but Feng Gui has a bad temper and is not as easy to talk to as Xiao Xiao."
Du Heng hugged Xiaoxiao and said, "I don't know how Fenggui and Jingnan met when they were young. One of them was a fox, and the other was... a phoenix. How did they meet?"
Du Heng is now able to accept Feng Gui's identity as the Phoenix. He didn't believe it before because Xiaoxiao looked too down-to-earth.
He had always thought that he would never encounter mythical beasts like dragons and phoenixes in his lifetime, but when he saw Xuan Yu's true form, he suddenly believed it. Xuan Yu in his family was a dragon, and Feng Gui was a phoenix, so there was nothing to doubt.
Xuan Yu lay beside Du Heng, with a round and round smile lying between them. Xuan Yu said slowly, "The story between the two of them is too long. You can ask them when you have time. What they say will be more exciting than what I say."
Du Heng nodded, yawned and buried his face in Xiaoxiao's neck. Xiaoxiao had an indescribable fragrance, different from the incense on Fenggui's body. Xiaoxiao's smell was warm and made people feel at ease.
Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked at Du Heng. He combed Du Heng's hair a few times and yawned. He smelled the smell of braised meat coming from the window. Du Heng must be cooking something delicious. When he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will be the first to eat it!
Du Heng woke up early the next morning. Today he wanted to make a special breakfast - pan-fried dumplings with tofu soup!
Thanks to Xuan Yu for carving a formation on the wooden basin, the dough fermentation time that originally took an hour was reduced to a cup of tea. However, just like the casserole, this wooden basin can only be placed on the eaves of the corridor, otherwise the formation inside will conflict with the formation in the kitchen.
Du Heng placed the wooden basin next to the oven. With the heat from the oven, the dough in the basin grew rapidly. While doing so, Du Heng prepared the fillings for the steamed buns.
Du Heng's favorite pan-fried buns are the ones with pure meat filling, the kind that bursts with juice when you bite into them. The bottom is fried crispy, but the top is soft, and the meat filling inside is so fragrant that Du Heng can't stop eating.
Seeing Du Heng chopping the meat, Xiao Xiao squatted beside the chopping board, sucking on a piece of braised duck neck. Du Heng sighed and raised his hand towards Xiao Xiao's butt: "Get off."
It would be fine if he squatted on the stove, but if he squatted next to the cutting board, Xiaoxiao was not afraid that he would chop off his neck one day. Xiaoxiao looked up at Du Heng's hand, and he spat out a piece of bare bone, then turned around and faced Du Heng.
Du Heng took the opportunity to pat Xiaoxiao twice. This little bastard was sure that he didn't dare to hit him hard.
After the meat filling was chopped, Du Heng put it in a wooden basin, and added some scallion and ginger water, white wine, salt, sugar, and finely diced pork skin jelly. Du Heng was very good at making meat fillings. The fillings he made were moderately salty and delicious. Whether it was used to make steamed buns or wonton dumplings, the people in the village loved it very much.
After the meat filling is beaten firmly, you can make the pan-fried dumplings.
Shengjianbao is actually a slightly smaller version of a steamed bun. When making it, the dough and stuffing only need to be half the size of a normal steamed bun. The steamed buns are so small that you can put three of them in one hand.
Du Heng put the finished buns in the mold that he had made in advance. The mold had the same diameter as his big pot, but its bottom was flat. This kind of pot was used for pan-fried dumplings and potstickers, and it was often seen in his hometown. But the people in the demon world had never seen such a flat-bottomed pan, and Xiaoxiao stared at the pan-fried dumplings in the pot in surprise.
Last time when steaming buns, there was some distance between them, but this time Du Heng put the pan-fried buns together. When the pan was filled with pan-fried buns, it looked very crowded and spectacular.
Du Heng had already brushed a layer of soybean oil on the bottom of the pot, and he carried the pot to the stove under the eaves. It was not until now that he realized that this stove also had a formation. The mouth of the stove could be adjusted according to the size of the pot placed on it.
Du Heng put the large, round frying pan on the stove, and sure enough, the stove expanded several times, just covering the entire bottom of the pan. Du Heng once again praised the black technology of the cultivation world, it was so practical!
The bottom of the pan had been coated with oil, and when the oil was hot, the bottom of the pan-fried dumplings began to heat up. Du Heng could hear the slight sizzling sound of the pan-fried dumplings being fried in the pan. Fearing that the fire at the bottom of the pan was too strong, Du Heng carefully shoveled a pan-fried dumpling from the edge with a spatula to take a look. After a while, a light golden layer appeared on the bottom of the pan-fried dumplings.
Now it was time to add the soup. Du Heng scooped up a spoonful of water and poured it into the pot in a circle. The arrival of the water made the pot make a brief noise, but as he continued to add water, the pot became quiet. When the water reached half the height of the pan-fried buns, Du Heng put away the spoon.
The water had turned cloudy white because of the color of the flour in the pan-fried dumplings, and a layer of golden oil was floating on the water. The pot was gurgling, and Du Heng closed the lid to avoid hearing the gurgling.
Soon after the lid was closed, the gurgling sound in the pot became even louder. If you opened the lid at this time, you would find that all the fried dumplings were immersed in the symphony of water and oil.
Half a cup of tea later, Du Heng opened the lid and took a look. He saw that the water in the pot had been almost absorbed by the dumplings. The dumplings were crowded together and swollen, no longer as round as when they were first put in.
Du Heng sprinkled a handful of black sesame seeds on top and then covered the lid. After another half a cup of tea, crackling sounds came from the pot. Hearing these sounds, Du Heng knew that the water in the pot had dried up and the pan-fried dumplings were ready.
He turned off the fire in the stove and opened the lid of the pot. A stream of hot air rushed out of the pot. The moment the lid was opened, the sound in the pot became louder. Du Heng quickly sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions on it.
The white and tender Shengjianbao is sprinkled with black sesame and chopped green onions, which looks particularly lovely. However, their most special color is not on the surface, but on the bottom.
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A layer of golden crust has appeared on the bottom of the pan-fried dumpling, which is the result of the flour entangled with the iron pan under the action of oil and high temperature.
Du Heng was shoveling the dumplings one by one. The dumplings hummed and left their original positions. Some ran to the heads of other brothers and lay sideways, while some tilted in the pan with the golden bottom exposed. They were like naughty children, lively and cute.
Du Heng shoveled the sheng jian quickly and aggressively, and soon he had shoveled all the sheng jian. He put three sheng jian on the plate, and it was time to call Xiao Xiao again. Du Heng was holding the plate and hadn't spoken yet when he saw Xiao Xiao running over.
Xiaoxiao flapped her little wings, her eyes were full of stars: "Chiu~~"
If an ordinary person were to eat the scalding hot pan-fried dumplings, their mouths would definitely be burned and a layer of skin would peel off, but Xiaoxiao ate it without any burden. He didn't even wait for Du Heng to help him cool the pan-fried dumplings, and he just ate one in one bite.
After taking a bite, Xiaoxiao encountered an obstacle. After chewing carefully, the obstacle was crispy. It turned out to be the skin under the pan-fried dumpling. This skin was different from the other soft parts. It was fragrant, crispy and chewy.
The best part is that the moment you bite into the pan-fried skin, the gravy inside bursts out, and the hot gravy fills the inside of the pan-fried pan, making the pan-fried skin full of the rich flavor of gravy. The stuffing carefully protected by the pan-fried skin is the essence, which is a round meatball.
The meat filling is beaten and cooked at high temperature, and it is gathered together. It is chewy and delicious. After chewing, the meat filling is fresh and delicious, and the skin is soft and crispy. There are also sesame seeds on top. The sesame seeds are mixed in the dough, and you can taste their fragrance with one bite.
All the ingredients mixed together are so delicious that you want to swallow your tongue.
Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up even more. What a delicious delicacy! Xiaoxiao fell in love with it at the first bite.
Xiaoxiao swears that his love for Shengjian has surpassed any other food and ranks first in his life!
Xiaoxiao held the plate, drooling as he looked at the two dumplings. He wanted to eat these two little cuties bit by bit! Then he swallowed both dumplings in one bite, eating them with a clatter.
When Xuan Yu came in, Du Heng had just served a plate of fried dumplings. Xuan Yu was carrying a backpack on his back. He had gone to Nanshan to catch some crabs.
Xuan Yu had just put down his backpack when he reached the eaves of the corridor. Du Heng held a dumpling and handed it to him: "Be careful, it's hot. It's freshly made."
Xuan Yu took a careful bite, and the hot soup flowed out from the cracked hole. Xuan Yu felt that his mouth was full of fragrance. He squinted his eyes and chewed carefully: "Delicious."
Du Heng can now tell from Xuan Yu's expression whether he is being polite or really likes him. For example, now, he really likes eating Shengjian. If he is serious, he is probably being polite.
Xuan Yu swallowed the shengjian in his mouth and took a bite of the shengjian on Du Heng's chopsticks. Du Heng happily took the shengjian and put it on the dining table. Xiao Xiao flapped her wings and ran after Du Heng: "Chirp chirp~"
After a while, Wen Qiong also came in. She picked a bunch of wild lilies in her hand and said, "What are you burning? It smells so good."
Du Heng smiled and said, "Good morning, Master. Come and have some freshly fried dumplings! They are delicious with tofu soup."
Wen Qiong walked into the kitchen, the wild lilies in her hand left a scent. Wen Qiong handed the wild lilies to Du Heng: "Lord Jing told me yesterday that the wild lilies in his yard have bloomed, and asked me to pick a few branches to let you see if I can cook with them."
Du Heng took the full arms of lilies. This kind of lily was different from the colorful lilies cultivated artificially. The stems of this kind of lily were very thick, and each lily had dozens of buds. The lilies that Wen Qiong picked were in full bloom, and each lily had seven or eight heavy white flowers blooming.
The flowers were like little trumpets, with their heads lowered. When Du Heng got closer, he found that these flowers were not pure white, but had red stripes on their petals. Each flower was bigger than Du Heng's fist, with six or seven petals. The petals were surrounded by creamy yellow stamens, which were covered with a lot of pollen.
Xuan Yu took the lily and said calmly, "It's hard to clean the pollen if it gets on your clothes." Du Heng followed Xuan Yu's steps and thought, "Let's put it up. I've never seen such beautiful lilies before."
Wen Qiong was chewing a steamed bun in her hand: "There are a lot of lilies blooming in Lord Jing's yard. Lord Jing said that if these lilies are edible, you can pick them yourself." After a pause, Wen Qiong exclaimed: "The steamed buns are so delicious!"
Du Heng suddenly felt that it was worth it for him to get up early in the morning to knead the dough and mix the filling!
After a while, Xuan Yu found a bamboo tube, and poured half a bucket of water into it. He took two or three lilies and inserted them into the tube, then placed the flowers and the tube on the dining table. Xuan Yu placed the remaining flowers in a bamboo basket under the eaves, waiting for Du Heng to finish breakfast before dealing with them.
With more flowers on the table, everyone's eyes will be attracted by the lilies when eating. Waves of rich fragrance come faintly, the aroma of the pan-fried buns mixed with the fragrance of flowers, this feeling is great.
Du Heng looked at the lilies and thought: "Later I can cook a lily and meat soup, fry lily petals, steam lilies..."
In fact, these were all ways of eating that Du Heng thought of himself. It was the first time he had seen such lilies, and based on his intuition, he only thought of these ways of eating them.
There is a province in the south of his hometown where people are very good at using various flowers in their dishes. Du Heng has always wanted to go there, but unfortunately he has never had the opportunity. If Du Heng had been to the south, he might have been able to think of more dishes.
Jing Nan slept in again, and Du Heng left his portion of pan-fried dumplings and tofu soup in the refrigerator. When Jing Nan woke up, he would go to the refrigerator. After breakfast, Du Heng took out the duck marinated last night. The marinade for the sweet-skinned duck was the same recipe he often used for marinating meat, but before putting the duck into the pot, he needed to fry some sugar color.
Yesterday he tried to use soy sauce to color the food, but found that the color was not very good. Du Heng added two handfuls of rock sugar to the pot and melted it with soybean oil. When the color of the rock sugar turned red and many fine bubbles appeared in the pot, the sugar color was ready.
At this time, Du Heng added clean water to the pot, and the water immediately turned into a beautiful reddish red. Du Heng put the marinated ducks one by one into the pot, and then added the marinade bag. The ducks needed to be marinated for half an hour, and Du Heng was ready to take advantage of this time to do what he needed to do.
Du Heng had an indescribable feeling these days. He felt that the liquid spiritual energy in his Dantian was in a strange state. Sometimes it looked calm on the surface, but sometimes it seemed that there was a turbulent tide underneath. Several times during his practice, Du Heng felt a vortex appear in the center of the spiritual energy.
He consulted Wen Qiong, who said that once his spiritual energy gathered in the center of his dantian and was tempered by the heavenly tribulation, he would be able to form a pill.
He is only one step away from forming a pill. In order to fulfill the agreement between him and Xiaoxiao as soon as possible, he must practice hard.
Du Heng had almost cleared out all the ground-rooting plants in the spiritual fields. However, in order to add a little tension and excitement to his practice, Du Heng opened up a third spiritual field in addition to the two spiritual fields and scattered ground-rooting plants there.
At this time, Du Heng stood in the spiritual field with his trouser legs rolled up, and his whole body was shrouded in green spiritual energy. As he pulled out the weeds, the surrounding wood spiritual energy rushed into his body and overflowed from his body. The spiritual plants around him grew exceptionally well. It must be said that it was a pity that the cultivators with wood spiritual roots did not use them to grow vegetables.
When Du Heng's practice was coming to an end, Jing Nan finally slept in and strolled out of Feng Gui's yard. As soon as he walked out of the yard, Jing Nan saw Du Heng pulling weeds with his butt sticking up. He smiled and said, "How diligent."
Du Heng said without even turning his head: "Breakfast is in the refrigerator. I made pan-fried buns today."
Jing Nan yawned and scratched his hair, leaving a small pile of fallen hair on the ground. Niannian Suisui suddenly became excited, and they immediately went to find Xiaoxiao with a mouthful of hair. Jing Nan looked at the two chicks with his hands in his pockets: "You are so diligent so early in the morning, diligent birds will be eaten by foxes." Du Heng happened to think of the lilies that Jing Nan asked Wen Qiong to send, and he stood up straight: "Jing Nan, are there a lot of lilies in your yard?"
Jing Nan strolled towards Du Heng's house and said, "Well, I planted a patch of medicinal plants. I only want the rhizomes. You can see if the flowers are edible." After saying this, Jing Nan floated away like a walking dandelion, leaving a pile of hairs on the ground.
Du Heng sighed as he watched the busy Nian Nian Sui Sui. Jing Nan hadn't even entered the molting season and it was already like this. When he molts on a large scale, wouldn't it be... a sea of fur? Just thinking about it was exciting!
Du Heng plans to try some lilies today. If they taste good, he will go to Jing Nan's yard to pick flowers tomorrow.
When Du Heng returned home, Jing Nan was using Shengjianbao to seduce Xiaoxiao. The lazy fox held a Shengjianbao in his hand, and Xiaoxiao jumped up and down according to the height of the Shengjianbao.
Du Heng said with concern: "Jingnan, you can't let Xiaoxiao eat. He ate three plates this morning. If he eats any more, he will get sick."
Xiaoxiao stared at Du Heng with resentment and chirped twice. Du Heng walked over, held Xiaoxiao in his arms and patted him on the butt twice: "You can't eat anymore. It's very uncomfortable to vomit. Have you forgotten what happened on New Year's Eve?"
Xiaoxiao stared at the pan-fried bun on Jingnan's finger with regret, and he sighed. Du Heng smiled and said, "Don't sigh, there will be delicious food at noon. If you eat too much now, you won't be able to eat at noon."
What Du Heng said made sense, and Xiaoxiao became happy again.
The ducks in the pot were already marinated, and Du Heng scooped them out and placed them neatly in a clean bamboo basket. The rosy ducks were dripping with marinade and smelled delicious.
Sweet-skin duck needs to be fried. Du Heng will pour boiling hot oil on the surface of the duck to make the duck skin crispy. In order to avoid problems during the frying step, Du Heng needs to drain the marinade on the duck.
Taking advantage of this gap, he took a colander and squatted in the corridor to pick up the lilies. He peeled off the petals of the lilies, and the fresh petals made a slight crackling sound when they left the calyx. Du Heng felt that he was destroying the flowers with his hands.
Soon he had half a basket of red and white petals. The fresh petals exuded a fragrance. Du Heng sniffed deeply and exclaimed, "What a fragrant scent."
The fragrance of wild lilies is completely different from that of fragrant lilies. Their fragrance is more elegant and not as strong as that of fragrant lilies.
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As Du Heng cleaned the petals, he felt even more pain. He soon realized that his half basket of petals could only be used to make one dish. Whatever, just one dish. Let's try the taste first.
After Du Heng cleaned the petals, the ducks were almost done filtering the marinade. Du Heng added half a pot of oil to the pot. To be honest, it was his first time making sweet-skin duck and he was quite nervous. He was afraid that the duck he made would not be successful and tarnish the reputation of sweet-skin duck.
After the oil was heated, Du Heng used his spiritual energy to wrap the duck and suspended it in the air above the oil pan, while he used an iron spoon to pour hot oil over the duck one spoonful at a time. Every time the hot oil was poured, the duck skin made a slight crackling sound.
Du Heng wondered if he could fry the whole duck in oil. But he thought about it and it didn't make sense. The sweet-skinned duck he had eaten was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. If the duck was fried in oil, it would be crispy on the outside but tough on the inside.
After a while, the duck's skin was fried in boiling oil to form a hard shell, which looked particularly tempting in its bright red color. Du Heng carefully poured the oil on every corner of the duck's skin, and then he placed the shiny duck in the colander beside him.
Jing Nan couldn't wait any longer. He came over with the steamed bun in his mouth and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Du Heng watched Jing Nan's fallen hair fall onto the duck he had just fried. Du Heng was glad that he was not a mysophobiaist, otherwise he would have gone crazy.
Jing Nan bit the crispy skin under the pan-fried dumpling and licked his fingers with relish: "It smells so good. Can I eat the duck leg now?"
Du Heng said calmly: "No, there is still one last step."
The sweet skin of the sweet-skin duck is brushed on at the end. Du Heng took out the thin malt sugar made yesterday. He poured some warm water into it to dissolve the sugar into yellow water.
Du Heng called Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, can you help me brush a layer of sugar water on the duck?"
Jing Nan volunteered and raised his hand: "Let me do it, Xiaoyu, don't make trouble." As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Nan's feather fell on the duck again.
Du Heng sighed, "Jing Daxian'er, if you stand here any longer, this duck will be covered with your hair."
Jing Nan sensed Du Heng's disdain, and he returned to his chair with a groan: "In this day and age, when someone helps you with something, you're still disdainful of them. Hey."
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Isn't it fun to sit and wait for delicious food?"
Xuan Yu quickly brushed the prepared sugar water evenly on the surface of the duck. After brushing with the sugar water, the duck looked more shiny and smelled sweeter.
Jing Nan couldn't sit still anymore, he and Xiaoxiao went behind Xuan Yu again: "Give me a duck leg, give me a duck leg~" Xiaoxiao: "Chirp~~Chirp~~"
It was only then that Du Heng realized that Xiaoxiao's tone when she was acting coquettishly was very similar to Jing Nan. Could it be that Xiaoxiao often witnessed Jing Nan acting coquettishly?
Xuan Yu was so annoyed by the two that he tore off two duck legs and handed them to Jing Nan and Xiao Xiao respectively. The two who got the duck legs were very happy, and Jing Nan took a bite happily.
The duck skin is crispy just out of the pot, and it is indeed sweet skin, just like its name. However, this sweetness is not too sweet, but has a salty fragrance. Jing Nan thinks that the sweet skin duck tastes better than the sauce duck he ate yesterday.
The duck was marinated very well, with crispy skin and tender meat. After tearing off a piece of skin, the gray lean meat inside was visible. Jing Nan couldn't stop eating it one bite after another. Jing Nan gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious. I think it's better than yesterday's marinated duck. Can we make more in the future?"
Du Heng pointed to the ducks in the basket waiting to be basted: "There are ten of them here, eat them first."
Xuan Yu pulled a duck wing and handed it to Wen Qiong who was feeding the goslings in the yard: "Xiao Qiong, eat duck."
Wen Qiong wiped her hands and came over: "I'm coming, thank you, Master Xuan."
Du Heng thought the best thing about Wen Qiong was that she was not shy. She was not as polite as other girls. She naturally integrated into the life of the village. Although she was a high-level cultivator, she did not put on airs at all.
She was chewing on the duck's wings, but her eyes fell on the duck's neck: "Can I chew on that neck later?"
Du Heng was happy: "I can let you chew it now."
Xuan Yu tore a duck into pieces, but no one was interested in the duck breast, which had the most meat. Xuan Yu tore off a wing and shared it with Du Heng. Du Heng was relieved after taking a bite. The sweet-skinned duck he made tasted very similar to the duck he had eaten before. Fortunately, he didn't fail.
And because it was fresh out of the pot, Du Heng tasted even more delicious than the duck he had eaten before. Now he was more confident and was more relaxed when pouring oil on it.
Xuan Yu cut the remaining duck breast into small pieces and placed them on the table. Ever since Du Heng started cooking at home, every dish he made would be placed on the table, and Feng Gui and the others would take it at will.
Du Heng thinks this way of eating is very relaxing, but some people in his hometown think it is disrespectful to the people working in the kitchen. Du Heng thinks it depends on how he thinks. Anyway, he enjoys this lively atmosphere. Everyone talks and laughs and finishes the dishes.
The remaining duck was quickly drizzled with oil and sugar, and Du Heng took out half a duck and cut it into pieces, which was enough for the meat dish for lunch. The remaining duck was put in the refrigerator while it was still hot, so it would still be delicious when taken out in the future.
There was still a lot of oil left in the pot. Du Heng prepared a small bowl of batter and added salt and five-spice powder to it. He grabbed a handful of lily petals and threw them into the batter. The petals were wrapped in the batter, and Du Heng threw the petals one by one into the oil pan.
Wen Qiong gnawed on the duck neck and stretched out her head: "Fried flower petals?"
Du Heng smiled and said, "Yes, many flower petals can be fried, such as lotus and magnolia. When pumpkin flowers bloom in a while, you can fry pumpkin flowers and stuff them with some meat filling. It will taste especially good."
Wen Qiong was craving for food after hearing what Du Heng said. Even though she was chewing on the duck neck, she still imagined the scene. Unfortunately, she had never eaten it, so she could never imagine what kind of delicious food it was.
Wen Qiong said regretfully, "Next time when I have dealt with the sect's affairs, I will come to the village and stay for a while. I want to eat the pumpkin flowers you mentioned."
Du Heng nodded solemnly: "When Master comes next time, I will make you a lot of delicious food." When he thought about Wen Qiong leaving, he felt so sad that he couldn't describe the feeling.
Wen Qiong was the second girl he met after coming to the world of cultivation. At first, Du Heng had some improper thoughts about Wen Qiong because of her beauty. Later, after a long time of contact, Du Heng found that Wen Qiong was a good teacher and helpful friend. She was enthusiastic, lively and strong-willed.
Du Heng had complicated feelings towards her. When he saw Wen Qiong eating, he wanted to use all his skills. But when Wen Qiong beat him, he wanted to slap himself.
The lilies wrapped in batter soon turned golden yellow, and Du Heng picked them up to drain the oil. A small handful of lily petals actually filled a plate, and Du Heng thought that the remaining petals would be perfect for making a pork soup.
As Du Heng put the lily petals into the bowl, he thought of a kind of fried skewers from his hometown. In the neighboring country next to his hometown, this kind of skewers is also called tempura. In fact, it is a variety of vegetables wrapped in batter and fried in oil. After frying, take it out and dip it in sauce.
The fried crispy lily petals are in different shapes, and each one has its own idea when placed on the plate. Du Heng put the fried petals on the table: "Fried lily petals~Everyone try~"
Everyone excitedly pinched the lily petals and put them into their mouths. After chewing them, everyone had a subtle expression.
How should I put it? It smells pretty good, but that's the aroma of the batter and the seasonings. The lily petals, the main ingredient, have no flavor, are not crispy, and taste a bit sticky and bitter.
Although it’s not bad, it’s not the kind of delicious that will make you stunned at the first bite.
Du Heng chewed the petals with some regret: "Did I not find the correct way to eat it?" Jing Nan comforted him: "Doesn't grass taste the same? Although it has flowers, it is still grass in essence."
Xiaoxiao thought this tasted pretty good, like eating potato chips. He thought that if no one liked this, he would put them all in a storage bag and eat them slowly.
Xuan Yu said: "It's delicious. Lilies are bitter to begin with, but the bitterness inside the petals is not very obvious."
Du Heng said, "That's right. Lilies are meant to be eaten as bulbs. We eat the flowers now to avoid waste." Thinking of this, Du Heng no longer felt depressed. He put the petals that would have withered into his stomach. It was a good deal no matter how he looked at it.
Another dish was the pork slice soup, which was a quick dish that could be prepared quickly, but Du Heng hadn't cooked the rice in the pot yet. He thought for a moment and said, "How about noodles for lunch?"
Put a few handfuls of noodles in the boiled pork soup, so that you have both the meal and the side dish, saving everyone from having to wait for the meal to be cooked.
Du Heng's proposal was approved by everyone at the table. Jing Nan said, "Noodles are good. I can finally serve the pork stew you fried for me. I want to eat it with the noodles."
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