God of Cooking, grilling skewers attracted the fairy beasts

After Li Heng took out the jar of bamboo shoots, others gathered around him one after another.

Among them, Tian Xiu and Goblin were particularly curious about the contents of the jar.

What was put in was obviously odorless, mediocre bamboo shoots.

I didn't see any special operations done by Li Heng. Will it really become smelly after being left like this overnight?

As for Su Lingxuan, Dan Ning and other people who had experienced the baptism of stinky tofu, they were mentally prepared before Li Heng opened the seal.

"Hey, let me see if it works."

Li Heng rubbed his hands and said expectantly.

Just in case, he took a deep breath before reaching out and opening a corner of the seal.

"Huh? Why don't you smell the stink?"

Li Heng brought his head closer and sniffed carefully, but he didn't smell the expected smell.

"Let me smell it. Brother Li Heng is not playing tricks on us, right?"

Lu Xiaoxiao stared at Li Heng's face for a while and found nothing unusual, so he decided to give it a try.

"It's true! It doesn't seem to have any odor!"

"Ah? Did Uncle Master fail?"

Seeing this, the others also came closer.

"Is it because the marinating time is not enough?"

Li Heng was a little suspicious, so he opened the seal all at once.

In an instant, a strong stench swept through the crowd.

"This really stinks!"

"Well, it smells worse than stinky tofu."

Caught off guard, everyone's expressions immediately changed, and their facial features became distorted.

Fortunately, people who have eaten stinky tofu can barely tolerate the taste.

The two little ones, who were still a little confused at first, immediately lost their sleepiness after smelling the smell of sour bamboo shoots. The smell was really refreshing and refreshing.

Several people smelled the stench and were in a mood to discuss which one was smellier, the sour bamboo shoots or the stinky tofu. However, there were two exceptions.

"Ugh~"

"Damn! It stinks, sir."

Tian Xiu and Goblin couldn't hold it back for a moment. They rolled to the side and started retching.

It was a good thing they hadn't had breakfast, otherwise they would have had to spit it out.

After seeing their reactions, Li Heng could probably imagine it.

After he made the snail noodles, what was the reaction of the gatekeeper disciple inside the door?

"Hahaha~ Prepare to tremble, you ignorant alien!"

Li Heng's inner thoughts were full of bad taste.

They say curiosity killed the cat, and it’s true.

Before meeting Li Heng, neither of them would have believed that the smell of ingredients was stronger than the smell of the latrine.

"Is this thing really edible?"

The two of them were filled with questions, but when they turned to look at the others, they found that their expressions had already returned to normal.

They even saw a trace of anticipation on other people's faces.

No, such a smelly thing, what on earth were they expecting?

"This is a success!"

"Good, I decided that's what I'll have for lunch today."

Li Heng checked the condition of the bamboo shoots in the jar and found no deterioration or corruption, so he replaced the lid.

I haven't smelled this kind of smell for a long time, even Li Heng had to take it easy first.

Because boiling the broth required for snail noodles is a very time-consuming task, it is impossible to eat snail noodles for breakfast.

The three most important ingredients, sour bamboo shoots, vermicelli, and snails, are all ready. You can start preparing them just after breakfast.

The breakfast was relatively light, each person only had a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, so there is no need to go into details.

The gatekeeper disciples inside the door saw Li Heng firing again, and they were all prepared to be tortured by him.

It turned out that the fragrance that came this time was much lighter than the previous two times, and it was completely different from the scene they had imagined.

What's going on? Could it be that the thief suddenly realized his conscience and gave up the idea of ​​fighting them to the death?

The disciples spent another relatively ordinary breakfast time.

As everyone knows, this is just the calm before the storm, and a greater test is waiting for them later.

Li Heng was naturally lazy to pay attention to their current thoughts. He had already started to prepare the ingredients for the soup.

He first took out a large pig bone, broke it into two sections in the middle, blanched it in water, and took it out for later use.

Then take out a pot of silver snails, cut off the tail, clean them, and then blanch them.

Put the pot on the fire, first add two tablespoons of oil, and when the oil is 50% hot, add ginger slices, Sichuan peppercorns, cinnamon, bay leaves, Sichuan peppercorns, and dried chili peppers.

After stir-frying until the aroma comes out, add the washed snails and stir-fry until the snails are dry and the meat is fragrant.

Set up a large pot, the kind specially used for making soup.

Put the fried snails and pork bones in, and then pour in an appropriate amount of water to cover all the ingredients.

Add one spoon of salt, two spoons of cooking wine, two spoons of soy sauce, and a small handful of fennel.

Cover the pot, bring to a boil over high heat, then turn to medium-low heat and continue to cook for an hour.

The longer this process goes on, the richer the flavor of the final stock.

An hour is neither long nor short. A few people chatted and played cards, and the time passed without realizing it.

"No more playing. The soup is ready. I'm going to make snail noodles."

With a face full of shredded paper, Li Heng was very depressed and threw out the hand of junk cards he just picked up.

During this hour, he was playing poker with Senior Sister Lingxuan.

The loser will be given a sticker, and he loses most of the time, so Li Heng doesn't want to continue the fight.

After standing up and pulling the note off his face, Li Heng came to the stove again.

When you open the lid of the pot, the delicious aroma of snail soup reaches the Tianling lid.

Now that the soup is ready, the next steps are much easier.

Li Heng took out a large handful of sweet potato vermicelli and felt that it was not enough, so he took out a large handful from Najie.

Boil the vermicelli in a pot, take it out and put it in cold water. The vermicelli made in this way will have a stronger texture.

After draining the water, put the vermicelli into a clean empty bowl, top with a layer of cooked vegetables, fungus, and a handful of fried tofu skin.

Among them, the fungus is picked from rotten wood, and the tofu skin is made conveniently when making soy milk.

So far, this bowl of vermicelli smells relatively normal.

Until Li Heng opened the jar with the pickled bamboo shoots again and took out a few pieces of pickled pickled bamboo shoots.

The scene got out of hand. Li Heng and the others still underestimated the smell of sour bamboo shoots.

Without the restrictions of the jar, the sour bamboo shoots began to emit their own odor unbridled, which was much more stinky than what they had smelled before.

Compared with the stinky smell of stinky tofu, it is simply child’s play.

Li Heng held the sour bamboo shoots and didn't dare to take a big breath.

I don't know if it's because, with the blessing of the God of Cooking, the otherworldly version of sour bamboo shoots he made smelled worse than anything he had ever smelled before.

But you’ve already taken it all out, so you can’t back out now!

Li Heng endured the overwhelming stench, and his hand holding the kitchen knife trembled.

Cut the sour bamboo shoots into shreds, put them into a bowl, drizzle with a small spoonful of chili oil, and finally add half a bowl of cooked broth.

Even with the addition of fragrant broth, it still couldn't cover up the smell of sour bamboo shoots.

Putting aside the taste, this bowl of snail noodles is pretty good just based on the appearance.

There are also pictures today. How do you like it? Are you impressed?

"Is there anyone who wants to be the first to try it?"

Li Heng pinched his nose and took a step back before asking.

To be honest, just from the smell, he wished he could throw the bowl of powder directly into the latrine.