Is It Possible That Farming Is The Real Cultivation Of Immortals?

When it is cooked to a certain extent, a layer of skin forms on the surface of the soybean milk.

He raised his hand and released his consciousness.

Grab the speculators!

This layer of skin floated up in the pot and fell to the smooth bamboo pole next to it.

Moreover, the soy milk dripped cleanly without any leakage.

After a while, another layer of skin appeared.

He scooped it up again with his frying hands.

This goes back and forth layer by layer until there is only a light layer of water and bean dregs left under the pot.

After these oily soybean skins are baked and dried, they are stored.

Ten catties of beans, seven catties of bean skins.

The left over three catties of bean dregs to make soup was just as he thought.

Do tofu?

wrong.

Soup, what kind of soup?

There are a lot of chickens and ducks taken out of the cauliflower python's stomach-dry and haven't finished eating.

He picked out the chicken and duck from it, roasted it over a fire, and threw it into the pot on the stove.

Cooking wine, onion, ginger and garlic have been added to the stove pot.

Later, fish, shrimp, crab and snails were fished out from the fish pond.

He doesn't have a funnel for scooping nets here, and he can't touch the water himself.

Consciousness——

With a thought, spiritual consciousness seeped out, covering half an acre of fish pond.

In the dark sea of ​​consciousness, under the swipe of divine consciousness, everything has a dark blue outline.

Aquatic plants, swimming fish, snails, shrimps, crabs.

Grab the speculators!

The next moment, spiritual thoughts were injected, and the spiritual consciousness became real.

Consciousness turned into big hands, grabbing the fish, shrimp, crab, snail and lion that had been locked.

Waiting for these reactions to come...

Crash!

All soared into the air.

Under the urging of the Whirlwind Art, they were involved in the dustpan prepared by An Jia.

This fish, which has been raised for nearly two years, is not much bigger. It seems that this is the limit of this thing.

After cleaning the fish, smash it into pieces, bake it and throw it into the stove pot.

The prawns were not beaten much, just as big as a finger.

Peel off the prawns with your frying hands, and throw the prawn shells and prawn heads into the stove pot.

Next is the crab.

The crabs that originally lived in the mountain stream were only as big as a child's palm, but very small.

This is the most unexpected.

After raising it for nearly two years, it has grown bigger than his palm.

At that moment, he removed all the crab meat with his frying hands and put it together with the shrimp meat.

It's a pity that there is no crab roe and crab paste, it is not in season at all, and it is still a bit thin.

Compared with picking strange meat, it's easy to pick despite the fact that it has many shells.

After the meat is removed, the crab shells are crushed, baked and oily, and thrown into the stove pot.

Finally, there is the snail.

The snail was of normal size in the mountain stream, but now it has grown to the size of a litchi.

But this is indeed not an escargot, the shell is blue, like bamboo, quite beautiful.

An Jia removes the snail meat and removes the dirty part.

Then stuff the snail meat into the snail shell.

If you want to do this kind of delicate work quickly, you have to use a speculator.

When it's done, throw it into the stovetop pot.

Then close the lid.

It was still half an hour before evening, so An Ying picked up the speed.

He made crab meat, shrimp meat, a little tapioca starch and bamboo syrup into a puree.

However, this thing is too slippery, so it can only be twisted into mud with a whirlwind mill.

Put it into a fresh thin bamboo tube and seal it with bamboo leaves.

The green bamboo in Qingyun Paradise is more fragrant and more bamboo-like than anywhere else.

Next, he has to prepare the ingredients.

Bean curd, cut into small cubes.

Pickled cowpea strips, cut into green beans.

Then cornel, ginger, and mustard seeds are powdered to make mud, wrapped in gauze, and thrown into the stove pot.

Go to the drawer again, find the dried fruit label column, find "walnut kernel"

Grow the walnut kernels into large granules, like beans and the like, and put them on the plate.

Then pick some leafy vegetables, coriander, green onions, and chop them like garlic.

After all these were done, he took out the big killer———the tank in the Daohualou warehouse.

There are many in this tank.

Each one has a red paper label attached to it.

One had "sour bamboo shoots" on it.

He took a deep breath, opened the cylinder plug, and quickly took out a bamboo shoot from it and put it on a plate.

And then cover it again with great speed.

Although the whole process takes less than five breaths, after closing the lid.

The ecstasy smell still made An Jia use the Whirlwind Art to ventilate the warehouse.

"Damn it, it's embarrassing!"

everything's ready.

An Jia clasped her hands, closed her eyes and waited until... Key and Dahei both came back.

For some reason, Dahei followed the key into Daohualou.

"Make dinner!" Key said: "I'll take a shower and wash my hands, soon!"

An Jia responded, and directly took out the boiled dregs with a frying hand and threw them away.

In the pot, there was only a clean pot of thick white soup, full of fragrance.

In a large soup bowl, he chopped sour bamboo shoots, put in chopped walnuts, bean skin, capers, green onions, and soy sauce as the base.

Then throw the powder into the soup pot and cook for a while.

After cooking, take out the powder and spread it on top of the bottom material.

Boil the prepared leaf vegetables and put them on the noodles.

Open the bamboo tube, use the frying hand to make balls of shrimp and crab paste into balls, throw them into the soup pot and boil the water.

This thing ripens very quickly, and it is fished out as soon as it is broken.

Finally, introduce a high soup into the big mouth soup bowl.

Sprinkle a layer of coriander on top and a generous handful of chopped green onions.

It's not over yet.

After removing the broth, heat the oil, shell and deep-fry the leftover hard-boiled eggs from the morning.

The hard-boiled eggs are made by new chickens and are relatively small, three to four times the size of quail eggs.

Basically one for one bite, or one for two.

Bury the fried egg in the bottom of the bowl.

As soon as An Jia turned around, he saw the big black paw in his mouth, staring at him with bewildering eyes.

The saliva fell to the ground, dripping, it was already a lot.

"Dahei, answer me a question, and I'll give you this." An Jia said with a smile.

The big black chicken nodded like pecking rice.

"Bear meat, is it delicious?"

Dahei froze for a moment, and quietly backed away.

But it is still watching from a distance, staring at An Jia's soup bowl.

"What smells so good? Why does it still smell a little...Did you pour manure water?"

The key to the shower came over and sat down, and asked An Jia to blow her hair and clothes.

She looked at the bowl in surprise: "What is this, noodles?"

"Fan, haven't you eaten it?"

"Fan? Never seen it before."

"Maybe it's because you're used to being a rich girl in the lower realm, and you haven't eaten this before."

"Is there any particularity about how to eat this?"

An Jia has already helped her fix her hair, and went into the kitchen again.

A voice came from the kitchen: "Turn it over, there are side dishes and seasonings underneath, stir evenly.

When An Jia walked into the kitchen, Dahei ran over again.

It is afraid of An Jia, but it is not afraid of keys, and the two have a good relationship.

"Do you want to eat?" asked the key.

Dahei swallowed and nodded.

The key said: "Don't worry, I'll mix it evenly first, and I'll give it to you after a bite.

Dahei swallowed and nodded.

Then, the key was turned over.

The sour bamboo shoots pressed underneath were also turned over.

"Oh..." Dahei covered his nose, turned his head and ran out, and quickly ran out of Daohualou.

‥...seeking flowers...0

With its waist up, it stood in front of the plowing field, breathing the fresh air with its head up.

However, the smell that frightened the black heart floated over again.

It ran wildly and returned to the bamboo bear house.

"Wow...my God!" The key was scared out of his wits by the smell.

"Nothing, no poison. 21

"You shouldn't have put a shit on it!" The key couldn't calm down at all.

An Jia said loudly: "No, it's the smell of sour bamboo shoots, you'll know it when you eat it.

The key almost held his nose, and took a bite suspiciously.

The next moment, her face was full of regret.

She regretted why she couldn't come here sooner.

This place of Qingyunmen actually has such delicious food?!

This is what immortals should eat.

Fresh and strong, spicy and refreshing.

The egg sucks the soup after frying, it is so delicious.

What are these bouncy and tender meatballs? They are delicious!

There is also the sourness of the sour bamboo shoots and sour beans, the thick and delicious soup, the spicy taste, the coriander, the chives, and the garlic. It is simply unstoppable!

Plus this crunchy walnut topping.

The brittleness of bean and sour bamboo shoots is completely different from walnut brittleness, but they are just as crispy.

Combined together, the taste is so unique.

However, the most essential thing is the bean curd.

It's not that she has never eaten bean curd before, but it's the first time she has eaten such smooth, tender and resilient bean curd.

It feels like it's made of silky milk, and it's a little bouncy.

But the most satisfying thing is this sip of soup, sip of noodles, and smacking hard!

In one breath, Ritu powder is smooth to the end!

She was so touched, so excited...

How can there be such delicious food!

How could such a delicious thing be allowed!

"One more bowl!" After eating, the key was full of strength and shouted.

With this sound, Dahei poked his head out from the bamboo bear house and looked at Daohualou from a distance.

There was doubt in its eyes.

Why can human beings eat shit with big mouthfuls?

And eat so happily.

Why?

why is that?

An Jia brought out a bowl and ate it silently, ignoring the key at all.

He had already finished the soup base, and there was no key left, so he came over cheekily.

She greedily inhaled this charming smell.

An Jia licked her chopsticks viciously, licked the bowl for a week and said, "There are only two bowls, it's gone, I've eaten it."

"Huh?" Key looked at him strangely.

In the next moment, he directly snatched the bowl of noodles that was stained with An Jia's saliva.

She buried her head in hard work, fearing that An Jia would snatch her away, so she turned her back on it.

"What the hell is this... Sucking!"

"Snail noodles."

"Sure enough, I've never heard of it before. Is that bean curd inside... Suck!"

"yes."

"Impossible, why is the bean skin so flexible, it feels like milk skin... Sucking!"

"I used the pulping method to beat the soybeans finely, and then used the cyclone grinder to grind them finer. y

"Then what about this bouncy...sucking!"

"Shrimp slippery, made from shrimp meat and crab meat with starch and bamboo sugar water, and sealed in a fresh bamboo tube for a while. Before eating, put it in the water for a while. Basically, it is ready to eat.

So very fresh and smooth.

"Woooooo...I still want to eat..."

"Come on, let's do it next time."

"But you don't have to eat today."

"I have already eaten."

"You are so kind to me, to reward you, I will wash the dishes today.

"Thank you so much."

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