The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Ji Qingzhou still smiled when she thought of that scene. She took out the white flour and spiritual spring water and started to knead the dough and roll out the dumpling wrappers.

The fat and lean meat of the spiritual beast was lifted up by the spiritual power and placed on the chopping board.

The spiritual power rolled up the kitchen knife and began to chop the meat with a "dong dong dong" sound, leaving an afterimage.

Chinese cabbage, leeks, shepherd's purse, etc. were also placed on different chopping boards, and were either cut into shreds by knives controlled by spiritual power, or directly chopped by wind blades formed by spiritual power.

In addition to the common dumpling fillings, Ji Qingzhou also took out the spirit fish that had been frozen in ice to keep its meat fresh and tender, and planned to make some fish dumplings.

While making dumplings, Ji Qingzhou also did not forget to prepare other vegetables needed for frying.

And the big meat mentioned by Liu Furuo.

Ji Qingzhou plans to make a simple yet satisfying meat dish -

Braised pork elbow.

She took out ten pork knuckles.

Pigs are spiritual pigs specially raised by the Spirit Beast Sect for food.

According to Ye Lizhen, in order to ensure the quality of pork, the disciples who raise pigs only cut the tenderest parts of the grass to feed the spiritual pigs.

The pigs are encouraged to exercise and massaged every day to ensure that the meat is neither too fat nor too dry, but just the right texture.

They heard from somewhere that if the spirit pigs they raised were in a good mood, their meat would taste better.

The pig-raising disciples signed a contract with the Tianyin Sect disciples, paying a certain amount of spirit stones every month and inviting the other party to play music for the spirit pigs every day.

Let the spirit pig listen to melodious music, and it can also keep a happy mood.

Ye Lizhen was skeptical: "I always feel that this is a rumor made up by those poor people from Tianyin Sect, specifically to cheat our Lingshou Sect out of money."

The meat of the pigs raised with such great care is indeed top-notch.

Even some high-quality spiritual beasts are not as delicious as the spiritual pork from the Spiritual Beast Sect.

Ji Qingzhou took out ten big elbows, each with thick skin and lots of lean meat.

Throwing it onto the chopping board, the white flesh shook a little, and it looked very chewy and had a strong gelatinous texture.

Ji Qingzhou waved his hand casually, and a faint flame burned across the skin of the elbow.

She then took out a kitchen knife, prepared a basin of water, scraped the elbow clean, put it into boiling water, and skimmed off the foam.

After boiling for a while, use spiritual power to scoop out ten large elbows and wash off the blood foam on their surface with warm water.

Then make a few cuts on each elbow to reveal the bright red raw meat inside.

Pour another pot of water, put the cut elbow into the cold water, and boil it again.

Blood foam floated out along the cut, and the blood in the elbow was completely removed, then it was fished out and washed with warm water.

After draining the blood from the pork elbows, Ji Qingzhou placed them in a white porcelain basin. He then placed a large soup pot on the fire and added onions, ginger and other ingredients to remove the fishy smell.

In fact, the spiritual pork produced by the Spirit Beast Sect does not have the smell of ordinary animal meat.

The cultivators in this world do not have the concept of removing the fishy smell when using the meat of spiritual beasts to cook.

Ji Qingzhou did this to preserve the habits of his previous life, and it could also be considered a small sense of ritual.

She poured oil into another pot and started frying the spices.

When the aroma of spices such as star anise was stimulated by the hot oil, Ji Qingzhou poured the fried spices into the soup pot with green onions and ginger, and then put the large pork elbow in the white porcelain basin neatly into the soup pot.

White sugar, cooking wine, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, and the sauce she prepared.

Spiritual power surged in the soup pot, spreading the seasonings evenly on the elbow.

Finally, pour in the sweet spring water, just enough to cover the elbows in the pot, turn the fire at the bottom of the pot to high heat, boil the water quickly, cover the pot, turn to low heat, and simmer slowly.

The fire is adjusted, and the dumpling skins and various fillings are also prepared.

Ji Qingzhou naturally couldn't wrap so many dumplings with just his hands.

In my previous life, I would have thrown the dumpling skins piled up like a mountain on the table, as well as several pots of dumpling stuffing, to someone and asked her to finish wrapping them within half an hour.

She promised to put all the dumpling filling on the head of the person who said this, and then bury the person tightly with the dumpling skin.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, with the help of spiritual power, Ji Qingzhou finished wrapping the mountain of dumpling skins in just a cup of tea, let alone half an hour.

She divided her spiritual power into hundreds of strands and started working at the same time. The dumplings she made were so perfect that even the curvature of the folds were the same, as if they had been copied and pasted.

An Liu was hiding in the corner. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

No, you have such a subtle ability to control spiritual power...

Actually use it to make dumplings?

Why don't you use the Thunder Technique to blast the mosquitoes? ? ?

Ji Qingzhou naturally had no idea that An Liu was secretly complaining about her for wasting resources.

She was cutting most of the slightly thick lotus root slices from the side, stuffing the remaining dumpling stuffing into them, then coating them with a paste made of eggs, onions, ginger, salt and flour, and frying them in a pan.

This is a must-have dish during the Chinese New Year in some parts of China, fried lotus root cakes.

Next to her, there were several large pots for frying dumplings, meatballs, spring rolls...

There are so many things that can be fried.

Everything can be fried.

For a moment, a greasy smell wafted through the backyard.

And the inexplicably attractive fragrance hidden in this strong greasy smell.

An Liu silently blocked his sense of smell.

She was really afraid that she was hiding in the dark, hiding well, but when she smelled the fragrance, she couldn't help but swallowing.

The golden fried lotus root cakes, meatballs, dumplings and other items were rolled up by spiritual power and neatly placed on a round plate.

The monsters who saw this scene began to rub their hands in anticipation.

A flash of purple light appeared on the swimming fish mark on Ji Qingzhou’s left wrist.

Xi was thinking, next time Ji Qingzhou asked her what she wanted to bring to the Yanlong Secret Realm, could she ask Ji Qingzhou to bring these fried snacks?

——It’s okay to bring it to her now.

Ji Qingzhou moved his nose and smelled a strong aroma of sauce among the aroma of fried food.

She calculated the time and opened the pot of stewed pork elbow.

The spiritual spring water that originally covered the elbows has now blended with various sauces and boiled into a thick sauce, bubbling in the pot and making a "gurgling" sound.

The big elbows that had been blanched in water and were white and tender are now bright red in color and have a mellow aroma.

The skin on the edge of the elbow rises and falls like the flapping of a bird's wings in the bubbling sound of the sauce, making people feel light, smooth and elastic at the same time.

The moment I opened the lid of the pot, the overbearing smell of stewed meat temporarily overwhelmed the aroma of fried food that filled the yard.

Anliu in the corner covered his mouth to prevent the tears from flowing out.

She whimpered and felt that the task of secretly protecting Ji Qingzhou seemed a little cruel to her.

"smell good!"

At this time, outside the courtyard wall, a female voice sighed and expressed An Liu's thoughts.

Hearing this familiar voice, An Liu immediately stopped slurping his saliva and stood up straight in the corner.

Ji Qingzhou raised his head and saw a woman in a red robe standing outside the open gate, with a casual and generous demeanor.

The other person's appearance is somewhat similar to Liu Furuo, but more mature.

She was just standing there casually, but for some reason she gave people a feeling of pressure that made it difficult to relax.

That is the spirit of those who have been in a superior position for a long time, and they are intimidating without even getting angry.

Even though she didn't deliberately target Ji Qingzhou, it just came out naturally and people couldn't bear to look directly at her.

The woman met Ji Qingzhou's gaze and smiled slightly.

As if she had sensed Ji Qingzhou's discomfort, she reacted, put away her imposing aura, and stepped into the courtyard: "I am Liu Xihe, the mother of Liu Furuo."