Chapter 715: Huanxi Maruko
The status of the spirit chef is no worse than that of a Danshi, who heals people with Dan, and they heal people with food.
The day tribe who cultivated the Purifying Essence and Tendon Sutra drank wind and food dew, and they no longer touched the food, let alone expected them to participate in the competition between the spirit cooks, which was directly abandoned.
The first in the cooking competition was picked up by Ji Qianqiu of the Scattered Cultivation League, and the second was Liu Baifeng of Xuanlingmen, who was also the leader who was favored before, and there was a restaurant under the name of Xuanlingmen that opened all over the two continents, and the big shopkeeper was this person.
The third is Lu Haichi of the Lingshan faction, he is the thirteenth rookie, he loves cooking, typical where to eat, there is nothing he doesn't like to eat, there is nothing he can't cook.
Once a little phoenix appeared in a place called Mingsha, and he wanted to catch it and taste it, and see that his current bald head was burned at that time.
Ji Qianqiu took the first place in the hands of these two best spirit chefs, his ability is not small, the dishes he made, not only fully retain the original energy of the spirit meat and vegetables, but also perfectly remove the impurities in the meat and vegetables, and melt into the body muscles and veins when entering the abdomen, eating full and comfortable, and the aftertaste is endless.
At night, Ji Qianqiu opened a stove in Crescent Bay, and invited all the disciples to say boldly, "There are still some materials left for today, when the supper is done, if the free Taoist friends can come to enjoy the light, eat delicious food and drink good wine, it will be great." ”
Maybe it's for this meal, maybe it's because of the existence of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, in Ji Qianqiu's single building, dozens of people have gathered one after another, and they are staggered, so it's not lively.
"Ji Daoyou, the ingredients are enough!" Shi Zhengao sighed, and Tong Chuan sat down next to a desk and poured himself two cups of tea.
"It's enough, you can eat hard!" Ji Qianqiu, who was separated by a wall, put out a dish of dishes, asked his companion to hand it out, and then loaded half a pot of water rack to preheat it on the spiritual fire.
He wiped his hands, took out a piece of bright red meat from the Sumeru ring, put it on the cutting board and chopped it into meat puree, his knife seemed to be able to separate the impurities in the meat, and the black flocculent thing flew out of the meat and was swept into the stove by him, "Hey, today's meat is so-so, there are so many dross." ”
"Senior Ji, every table has been served, and there is still the table of Shi Zhen and Chuan Duan's predecessors who just came. ”
"Okay, I'm doing it, you can eat it first, and by the way, send the wine in the corner to everyone, it's an authentic drunken fairy bone wine, although it hasn't been brewed for a long time, the taste is in place." ”
"Good. ”
Ji Qianqiu neatly mixed seasoning in the meat foam, and after pulling out the smell and removing the smell, he held Yuan Li with both hands, and pinched it into balls with a unique technique, a small amount of black flocculent fell down, but the meat ball in his palm became more and more compact, as if it had become a ball of energy.
Ninety pounds of meat, in the end, there were only twenty-four meatballs the size of quail eggs, and one bite was too small.
Ji Qianqiu scratched his head, "It's not enough, forget it, let's make it into three parts." ”
He kneaded the twenty-four small balls into three large meatballs, wrapped them in a layer of spiritual rice, and put them in a dish, just as the water was boiling, he hurriedly put a steamer on the pot, put it into the dish, and steamed it for a quarter of an hour.
The moment the lid was lifted, the fragrance swirled around the beams, and the spiritual tide surged, and it took three breaths before it returned to calm.
The monks outside couldn't help shouting, "Ji Daoyou, what are you doing, don't you give us a taste?!"
"There's not one on the table, so I won't give you a taste of this plate. Ji Qianqiu responded while bringing out the plate, "If I have a chance in the future, I will make it for everyone to eat." ”
"Do you have any ideas for opening a store?"
"I don't have a big store, but I want to open a private restaurant, and when it is opened, I will send you an invitation. ”
Everyone was graceful, and they didn't respond because of this plate of meatballs.
Ji Qianqiu walked to Shi Zhen Chuanduan's seat, "The others are full, do you mind if I come to share a seat?"
Chuan Duan saw the plate of Lingmi meatballs in his hand and sniffled, "Chef Ji still has delicious food in his hand, how dare you refuse, please take a seat." ”
"This is the Joy Pill I made, try it. Ji Qianqiu opened the drunken fairy bone wine on the table by the way, and poured a bowl for one person, "The meat and bone wine are complete." ”
"It's amazing, and after tasting the meat you made, I don't even know what I used to eat. Shi Zhen took a sip of meatballs and a sip of wine, his whole body was warm, and there seemed to be wisps of energy flowing to the limbs and hundreds of bones, not to mention how satisfying he was, "It's such a pure power, it's extraordinary." ”
"Yes, I bumped into it when I was hunting in the mountains, and there is another one that is in the realm of life and death, that is, the meat is too old, which affects the taste, I plan to dry it and grind it into flour and drink it with porridge. Ji Qianqiu looked at Chuan Duan and frowned, and asked, "Why don't you eat it, isn't it unappetizing?"
Chuan Duanbu put down the soundproofing and said, "I'm all trivial here, and it's not worth worrying about Daoists, it's just that the head of Shennong is confused, how can he lead us to the upper realm." ”
"Eh, I don't listen to the head or not. Ji Qianqiu drank and ate meatballs by himself.
Shi Zhen glanced at the two of them a few times, bowed his head and drank alone, for fear that he would hear something he shouldn't have heard.
Chuan Duan changed his question, "Fellow Daoist, why do you have time to participate in the Daotai meeting?"
"It's not because of the Mountain and Sea Alliance, the Mountain and Sea Alliance, it's a small group of those first-class forces, if you can't destroy it, you can only join. Ji Qianqiu shook his head and sighed, you said that you played well a few years ago, why did you engage in "compounding" again so quickly.
Chuan Xuan's eyes flashed, and he drank in silence.
For example, the Sun Clan and some Qing monks do not come to this banquet for food or other purposes, and they come and go more casually in matters of no importance.
Zhan Changfeng put the invitation aside, preparing for tomorrow's fight, tomorrow's fight is the formation and the music of the road, she wants to fight, Wu Feiyu wants to fight.
She played for a while, listened to the intermittent sound of the flute next door, and took a step as if she was gasping.
I don't know why, but I always feel that this person is going to finish tomorrow.
Wu Feiyu is practicing against the newly started flute score, forgive her for the tunes she will use to train Gu things, and the appreciative tunes of the Eight Classics will not be at all, and I don't want to discuss with others what is the heart of the piano and flute, but unfortunately, when I heard about the music fight, I have to take the school exam.
The small building of the day clan was shrouded by the sound of her flute, the idler retreated by himself, Qi Huan's hurried footsteps approached and it was also a meal, and when he stepped to find Zhan Changfeng and ask a few questions, he received a transmission and left anxiously.
Not far from Crescent Bay, there was a Daxian Village where the true monarchs of all parties stayed, Qi Huan showed the token, and came to King Jingyao's courtyard unimpeded.
"Father, is there any news of my sister?" Qi Huan looked at King Jingyao's indifferent gaze, and his steps forward paused, half of his heart was cold, and he lowered his head guiltily.