God of Cooking, grilling skewers attracted the fairy beasts

When the others saw that Li Heng had eaten it, they stopped hesitating and each took a piece and started eating.

"Baji~baji~"

Li Heng chewed it carefully twice, then swallowed it with a frown.

Just as the two kids said, it was indeed not bad and was very sticky. After taking a small bite, he lost interest.

"Is this the taste of soil? It tastes much better than I imagined!"

It was Su Lingxuan’s first time eating soil and she felt it was very novel. The same was true for others.

The dozen or so mud biscuits made by Li Heng were quickly divided up by everyone.

"Hey, Brother Li Heng, can you make some more? We haven't eaten enough yet!"

The mud biscuits are only half the size of a palm and are very thin. You can finish one in just three or two bites. The two kids still feel unsatisfied.

"Yes, Master Li Feng, can you make some more? We all want to eat more."

"Are you serious?"

Li Heng looked at everyone and confirmed again.

He thought that as long as he satisfied the curiosity of the two little ones, it would be enough, but he didn't expect that others would follow suit.

"OK!"

Everyone nodded in response.

"Why do you have to eat dirt when there are so many things to eat? I have never heard of such a weird request in my life!"

Li Heng shook his head helplessly and continued.

"Okay! Then I'll satisfy you, but you have to eat it in a different way."

The mud flour that Li Heng had just sifted out had not been used up yet, so he planned to try making some earthen fried steamed buns.

"Sure! As long as there's mud to eat."

They don't care whether they eat mud biscuits or earthen fried buns.

Li Heng took out an empty soup bowl and poured in half a bowl of flour, two eggs, a spoonful of salt, a handful of five-spice powder, and some sesame seeds.

After adding water, knead the flour into dough, cover it and let it rise naturally for ten minutes.

When the time is up, take out the dough and cut it in half.

Then rub it into long strips as thick as your thumb with your hands, and finally cut it into one-inch long dough balls and set aside for later use.

Everyone watched and wondered.

Didn’t you say we should use mud to make food?

Now we are ready to fry the food, but why haven’t we seen any sign of mud yet?

However, everyone tacitly agreed not to ask any questions, believing that Li Heng would not lie to them.

Sure enough, after Li Heng set up the big pot, he took out the half basin of mud powder and poured it into the pot.

Li Heng was just about to start the fire when he looked up and noticed the dust rising above the big pot. He immediately stopped what he was doing, picked up the pot and walked out of the kitchen.

"Let's go fry outside!"

He said as he walked that when frying later, more dust would definitely be raised, and he must not dirty the kitchen.

Arriving in the yard, Li Heng lit a fire and began to stir the mud powder in the pot.

The originally grayish white mud powder gradually turned into the common khaki color under high-temperature frying.

"Wow! Brother Li Heng, the water is boiling! No, the mud is boiling!"

Xiao Chi pointed at the pot and said in surprise, "You know what she described, it's quite similar."

After frying for a while, bubbles began to appear in the pot, which really looked like boiling water.

At this time, pour the dough into the pot and continue to stir-fry.

The dough balls put into the pot turned into khaki color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, you need to control the heat well and not use high heat, otherwise the dough lumps will harden quickly and affect the final taste of the fried steamed buns.

After the dough balls gradually become hard and crispy, you can use a colander to scoop them out, shake off the excess mud and powder on them, and then put them on a plate.

A plate of fried steamed buns with Chinese cultural characteristics and embodying the wisdom of the working people is ready.

Fried buns (●'?'●)

"It's done. Try it. It should taste different from the mud cookies we had before."

After Li Heng finished speaking, he also picked up a small one and put it into his mouth.

It is hard yet crispy, crispy yet soft, and has a slight earthy flavor.

If you chew it carefully, you can taste the sweetness of the flour and the salty flavor of the seasoning.

It feels like eating those slightly harder Wangzai steamed buns.

"Mmmmm~ This is delicious!"

"This is much more delicious than the mud biscuits just now. Brother Li Heng, you are amazing!"

After the two little ones tasted one, they couldn’t stop eating it. They kept putting it in their mouths and praising Brother Li Heng for making even mud into delicious food.

Apart from him, there should be no one else in this Xuanwu Continent.

"Yeah, my junior brother is really amazing!"

Su Lingxuan and other people who have tried the fried steamed buns also agree with the two little ones' opinions.

"As for the earthen fried bun, it is actually somewhat related to a fable. Are you interested in listening to it?"

While eating the fried steamed bun, Li Heng suddenly thought of who invented the fried steamed bun.

Li Heng had long been accustomed to everyone's admiration, and had even managed to remain completely calm.

"Oh? Tell me."

Nangong Ya knew that Li Heng was going to start telling stories about his hometown again.

Li Heng had told her some of the stories about Monkey King at Xiaochu Peak before, and Su Lingxuan had also told her some of them.

So she, like other bigwigs who had heard the story, also believed that Li Heng came from the fairyland and was the descendant of a fairy.

When one reaches their level of cultivation, they are usually more interested in the affairs of the fairy world, and at the same time they also hope that one day they can ascend to become fairies.

After Li Heng finished eating another fried steamed bun, he began to tell the story to everyone.

I think everyone has heard of the idiom "Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains".

According to legend, when Yugong was moving the mountain, because the distance to transport the soil was too long, Yugong's wife mixed the ingredients from her hometown with the soil from Mount Wangwu.

A kind of dry food that has the taste of home and is easy to carry is made, which is the fried steamed bun.

"But why do we need to move mountains? And who is Yugong?"

Nangong Ya asked.

"Blame me! I thought you all had heard this story."

Only then did Li Heng realize that this was the Xuanwu Continent.

It is normal that a story that is well-known to everyone on Earth is unknown here.

Under the questioning of everyone, Li Heng had no choice but to tell them the story of Yugong moving the mountains again in full.

"Is it difficult to move a mountain? Why does the Emperor of Heaven need to send his immortals to help?"

After listening to the story, Nangong Ya had even more questions.

Isn’t Li Heng’s hometown in the fairyland?

How come people in the fairy world are so useless?

It’s just a mountain. Even if she is not an immortal, she can move it easily!

"I'm not..."

Li Heng knew that they must have regarded him as some kind of immortal. Just as he was about to explain, he was interrupted by Nangong Ya.

"Oh!! I know!"

"The mountains in the fairyland are definitely not ordinary mountains, right?"

Nangong Ya suddenly seemed to have realized something, and she figured out the reason herself, saving Li Heng from having to talk any more.

"Uh, yeah...right!"

Li Heng didn't want to disturb her interest, so he had to follow Nangong Ya's words with some embarrassment.

"Hehehe~ I knew it!"

While the two were talking, half of the fried steamed buns on the plate had been eaten.

"Although this thing tastes good, I still advise you to eat less."

After seeing this, Li Heng kindly reminded everyone.

Especially the two little ones, they ate the fastest, and they also ate more of the mud biscuits before.