My ingredients are all over the comprehension world

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Add two bowls of water to the pot, wait until the water boils and add soft white sugar to dissolve.After the sugar melted, a circle of milky white marks appeared on the edge of the pot. With the stirring of the spatula, dense small bubbles appeared in the water in the pot.

Smelling the sweet smell in the pot, Du Heng felt that his mood was relaxed.He felt that he hadn't cooked in such a leisurely way for a long time.That's right, he hasn't made any snacks since he came out of Dongji Mountain.The only time I made crispy peas was in a hurry.

Xiaoxiao jumped onto the stove and squatted round and round. Du Heng touched Xiaoxiao's head. Sure enough, the stove is incomplete without Xiaoxiao squatting.

After the bubbles in the pot became dense, he poured maltose into the pot.The maltose has solidified, and it will be lumped together after being put into the pot. At this time, it should be stirred slowly and carefully.Stir until the maltose in the pot has no solidified transparent color, and when big bubbles appear in the pot, you can pour the fried nuts into the pot.

While the sugar is hot, stir the nuts and syrup quickly.The person who did this job last time was Xiaoyu, but this time Du Heng did it himself.Firstly, because there are few nuts fried this time, and secondly, Xiaoyu is brushing soybean oil in the mould.

After the syrup was stirred evenly, a large sticky mass of pralines appeared on the spatula.Xuanyu pushed the prepared mold to Du Heng's side, and Du Heng used spiritual energy to remove the nuts into the mold.

This mold is newly made, and it looks very similar to the fried rice candy mold, but the height is only one-third of the fried rice candy mold.After thinly pushing the pralines out, they get a mold of sweetness that just waits for the pralines to cool before cutting into pieces.

The syrup sticking to the pot and the spatula was not wasted. Du Heng added a spoonful of water into it, and after boiling, Xiaoxiao got a bowl of sweet syrup.

After the pralines cooled, Yu cut them into bite-sized pieces.The fried nuts are colorful, some of which Du Heng has never seen before.

Squeeze a piece and throw it into your mouth, chewing the nutty aroma in your mouth.All kinds of nuts have different tastes, but after being chewed by the teeth, they will all become mouth-full of fragrance.The cooled sugar is not sticky at all, and tastes sweet and crunchy.

Xuanyu ate three pieces in a row, and he twisted a piece of candy and put it in Du Heng's mouth.After chewing, Du Heng smiled: "Sweet."

Just when everyone was eating happily beside the mold, Jiang Shangzhou walked in.Seeing the changes in Yishantang, Jiang Shangzhou withdrew again to look at the plaque on the door.

Du Heng laughed out loud: "It's the right place! Come in!"

After Jiang Shangzhou entered the door, he was amazed: "I almost can't recognize it, whose handwriting is this?"

Du Heng pointed at Feng Gui: "Our house is remodeled? Doesn't it look good?" Jiang Shangzhou gave a thumbs up: "It's great! I used to think that the kitchen in the north was too obstructive, dark, but still so neat .”

Feng Gui was in a good mood but he still had to remain reserved, he nodded and said: "It's a small trick, it's a shame." If Feng Da Xian'er was in her original form at this moment, her tail would probably be raised.

Du Heng squeezed two pieces of nut cakes and handed them to Jiang Shangzhou: "It's better to come early than coincidence. You can try the nut cakes just out of the pan?"

Jiang Shangzhou looked at the square nut cakes, and his focus was rather strange: "This knife is not simple, so whose handwriting is this?"

Du Heng and the others were used to Xiaoyu's knife skills, so they didn't think there was any problem.Jiang Shangzhou could tell at a glance that the ability to cut irregular nuts so neatly, with exactly the same size, thickness, length and width in the palm of his hand, is not something ordinary people can do.

Du Heng was terrified: "Our Xiaoyu cut it, isn't it amazing?" Jiang Shangzhou looked at Xuanyu's face: "Fellow Daoist Yuxuan is also a sword cultivator?"

Xuanyu said slowly: "I used to practice swordsmanship for a period of time before."

Jiang Shangzhou was shocked and said: "With the attainments of fellow Taoist, he will definitely become a great swordsman in the future!"

Xuanyu's voice was even and steady: "It can't be done, I lost my natal spirit sword."

Poor Jiang Shangzhou was almost choked to death by Gorenka's throat. He coughed for a while before recovering.Then he gave Xuan Yu an admiring look, a sword cultivator who can lose his natal spirit sword will definitely be expelled from the mountain gate in Shenxu Palace.

Du Heng didn't make many nut cakes, and if everyone took two catties of nut cakes, there wasn't much left.Xiaoxiao treasured the remaining nut cakes and put them in the storage bag. Recently, Du Heng was busy and didn't have much time to make snacks for him, so he wanted to save some.

After eating the snacks, Xuan Yu and the others got busy.Seeing the damaged Spirit Gathering Formation in the dusty cloth bag on the table, Jing Nan and the others stared wide-eyed.

Xuanyu said: "There are two things now. One is to repair the spirit gathering array. The requirements are not high, as long as it can cover Du Heng's vegetable field. The second is to kill the rats and process the ingredients for the evening..."

Without saying a word, Feng Gui and Jing Nan ran into the yard with their cloth bags in their hands: "Let's go, let's go to the Spirit Gathering Formation~"

Xuan Yu raised his brows, he knew this would be the result.Letting these two guys pack up the ingredients is no different from killing them.

The big mouse that Fenggui caught in the morning was locked by Xuanyu in a big wooden barrel with a lid on it, and Ciba squatted on the lid to guard it.After Xuanyu touched Ciba's head, Ciba jumped off the lid of the wooden barrel.

Jiang Shangzhou was amazed: "How did your family's spiritual pets come out? Everyone is so sensible and obedient?"

To tell the truth, the monks in the training ground next door put a lot of dried fish next to the training ground in order to lure Ciba to help catch mice these two days, but Ciba didn't even look at it.It would rather eat Du Heng's rice mixed with eggplant soup than smell it, which made the monks wonder if Ciba doesn't like fish.

Xuanyu said calmly: "They are naturally obedient."

Xuanyu lifted the lid of the wooden barrel, and he walked towards the square outside Yishantang with the rat's chin in one hand and the wooden barrel in the other.The mouse seemed to realize its end, it squeaked in despair, but after Xuanyu put the barrel down, the mouse's body trembled, its four legs twitched and it died.

Xuan Yu cut off the rat's artery with one knife, and he collected the spattered rat blood into a large bowl.Xuan Yu asked Du Heng, "Should the mouse be skinned or scalded?"

When Du Heng was in his hometown, he saw others eating bamboo rats, and this spirit rat looked quite like the bamboo rats from his hometown.The old family usually does not peel the skin when eating bamboo rats. After thinking about it, he said: "Scald!"

Jiang Shangzhou felt that he was about to split. He wanted to squat next to Xuanyu and watch him deal with the bamboo rats. He also wanted to go to the kitchen to watch Du Heng chop meat and cook. He also wanted to go to the yard to see how the two fellow Taoists, Nanjing and Xifeng, were doing. No matter how repairing the refining room can't save the Spirit Gathering Formation.

But he soon got over the entanglement, and Jing Nan and the others strolled out from the back of the yard: "Du Heng, the spirit gathering array is ready, do you want to go and have a look?" Feng Gui said, "I'll return it to you." Added a fire."

Hearing what Feng Gui said, Du Heng quickly put down the wooden basin in his hand, and walked to the yard in three steps at a time: "Let me have a look?"

Pushing open the courtyard gate to the north, the eyes are full of greenery.The seeds he planted this morning are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.Under the small wooden bridge in the center of the yard is a shrunken spirit-gathering formation, and the gurgling stream flows through the spirit-gathering formation, bursts of rich wood aura overflowing from the eyes of the formation.

Du Heng felt comfortable physically and mentally. He asked Jing Nan with a smile on his face, "Nan Nan, how did you do it? The monks in the refining room said that this gathering spirit array can't be saved."

Jing Nan pointed at Fenggui: "I didn't cultivate it, you ask Xixi." Fenggui flicked her long hair coldly: "Although my attainments in formation techniques are not as good as Xiaoyu's, but formation techniques of this level are not as good as Xiaoyu's." It can't help me either."

Du Heng squatted down happily and looked at the leeks and shallots he had planted, they were growing lushly.He looked up at Jing Nan: "Nan Nan, did you help give birth to Ling Zhi?"

Jing Nan said calmly, "That's right, so you don't have to go to the foot of the mountain every morning to get angry?"

Du Heng was very moved: "Thank you."

Standing behind the three of them, Jiang Shangzhou was dumbfounded: "You two have such accomplishments, why did you come to do chores?"

Jing Nan just pulled out a green onion, and when he heard Jiang Shangzhou's words, he regretfully threw the onion into Jiang Shangzhou's hand: "Hey, why do we want to be handymen? It's not that we want to be disciples of outer sect missions. Do you want to enjoy the offerings of the sect, who knows that the sect does not want it, saying that we are not qualified enough."

Jiang Shangzhou's face turned red, and he said embarrassingly: "Nonsense, the four fellow Taoists have their own strengths, not to mention being task disciples of the outer sect, even core disciples of the inner sect are more than enough!"

Jing Nan looked at Jiang Shangzhou with a half-smile: "Oh, are you so sure? You opened Shenxu Palace?"

Jiang Shangzhou thought of something, and his face turned redder.

Du Heng pulled out a handful of chives, stood up and walked to the kitchen: "As long as we can be together safely, it's fine. Okay, I'll fry crispy meat for you to eat."

Hearing that there was something delicious, Jing Nan and Feng Gui immediately followed Du Heng and said, "Let's go."

At this time, Xuan Yu also carried the hot fat rat body into the door: "I chopped off the head for you, do you think this is okay?"

Du Heng didn't worry about Xuanyu's work, he didn't raise his head: "Yes, yes, I will cook rat meat in a dry pot at night. I also picked up a red-flame python. The red-flame python and the old hen are stewed together, and the stew is a dragon-tiger fight!"

Du Heng fell into a sweet trouble: "There are so many edible dishes, what are you going to make for everyone in the training ground tonight?"

Jing Nan smiled and said, "Think about it slowly, tell me when you're done thinking about it, and I'll set the price of the vegetables."

Du Heng was a little melancholy: "Don't talk about the price of the vegetables, I wonder if anyone will come to eat at night." Xuanyu and the others were so rude at noon, and I don't know if the monks are angry.Looking at the instructions for eating in the dining hall hanging brightly at the door, Du Heng thought that he might have to cook less at night.

Jiang Shangzhou was very optimistic: "Just make it according to the noon portion. It's okay. If there is any excess, I will help you deal with it."

Feng Gui glanced at Jiang Shangzhou: "Hey, you have a thick skin."

Jiang Shangzhou said shyly, "I'll give you the spirit stone, why not give me the spirit stone?"

Jing Nan looked Jiang Shangzhou up and down: "Speaking of... don't you need to practice? Your classmates are working hard to practice. You run to the dining hall every day. Your master really has no objection?"

Jiang Shangzhou turned his head and left: "I'll come back later."

Du Heng couldn't laugh or cry: "Why do you two run on him like this? After all, he is an inner disciple of Shenxu Palace, so can't you be more polite?"

Jing Nan snorted and said, "Some people think they have a thick skin so they want to come and eat. Even inner disciples can't bear it."

Xiaoxiao Jiujiu echoed, that is, there are already several people in the kitchen who only eat and do nothing, and there can't be more.

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The wooden basin was filled with evenly fat and thin pork belly, which was cut into three millimeter thick slices by Du Heng.On a whim, Du Heng held the piece of meat and asked Jing Nan: "Nan Nan, I want to ask you something."

Jing Nan is playing chess with Feng Gui again, the loser has to draw a little turtle on his face, Feng Gui already has one on his left cheek.Hearing Du Heng's question, Jing Nan turned her head with a smile: "Huh?"

Du Heng showed Jing Nan the thickness of the sliced ​​meat: "How can such a thick meat be described in the cultivation world? What is the unit of thickness?" Millimeters and centimeters are the measurement units of Du Heng's hometown, but there is no such thing in the cultivation world.

After getting used to one foot, one inch, one catty and one tael in the cultivation world, Du Heng wanted to know how to describe smaller units.

Jing Nan looked at Du Heng like an idiot: "One point."

Du Heng:? ? ?ha?

Jing Nan laughed loudly: "There are ten feet in a zhang, ten inches in a foot, ten cents in an inch, and ten centimeters in a minute. Are you stupid?"

Du Heng covered his face with his sleeves, wishing there was a crack in the ground for him to get in: Sorry, ancestors, Du Heng has shamed everyone!

Feng Gui smiled and said: "Teach him later, so that you don't have to go out to embarrass yourself."

Du Heng obediently took the tub and turned around to the pool, he didn't want to talk anymore.I only blame myself for my ignorance and lack of knowledge, so I was ridiculed by everyone.

Xuanyu didn't say anything, he patted Du Heng's shoulder calmly: "Don't take it to heart. Let me help you? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Xiaoxiao also jumped on the stove to comfort Du Heng, it's all right, they are all his own people, no one laughed at him.

Du Heng sighed: "I'm ashamed, I'm sorry for my nine years of compulsory education, three years of high school and four years of college, I'm sorry for my Chinese and math teacher, I'm sorry for my history teacher..."

Xuanyu and Xiaoxiao looked at each other, it was over, Du Heng was irritated.

The stimulated Du Heng kept moving his hands, and he took out a lot of peppercorns from the storage bag.As soon as he saw Zanthoxylum bungeanum, he jumped all the way with a smile and chirp. He hates the seeds of Zanmu!

Du Heng put the red-hulled Chinese prickly ash in a pot and slowly sautéed it until fragrant. The formation in the kitchen worked hard, and the numb smell that made people cry slowly wafted out of Yishantang.

The monks who were wielding swords in the square next door burst into tears: ... Who did they provoke?Why can't I control myself?

Du Heng didn't know anything about the outside world. After the pepper was fried, he took out the copper mortar and pestle.With the help of Xiaoyu, the peppercorns in the copper mortar turned into thick, medium and fine powdered peppercorns.

Du Heng sprinkled a small bowl of minced peppercorns and an appropriate amount of fine salt into the sliced ​​meat. After mixing the meat and peppermint powder evenly, he put the basin aside and let the marinade marinate the pork belly.

At this time, he took out another large basin and poured a catty of sweet potato flour into it.The sweet potato flour is fine and smooth. After knocking a dozen eggs into it, the white flour is pressed down by the egg liquid.

Du Heng had an extra pair of chopsticks in his hands. With the chopsticks whipping vigorously, the originally distinct sweet potato flour and egg liquid in the basin gradually merged.At the beginning, their fusion was not smooth. Even if Du Heng stirred it again and again, there were still many small bumps in the middle of the paste in the wooden basin.

Du Heng was not in a hurry, he knew that it would take time to blend two completely different ingredients together.After putting down his chopsticks, he covered the tub with a layer of wet gauze. After two cups of tea, he sent it again, and the particles disappeared.Eggs and sweet potato flour love each other and become a sticky paste together.

At this time, if you use a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of paste, you will find that the paste will fall smoothly into the wooden basin, but the fallen paste will not immediately melt into the wooden basin.They form a puddle of texture on the surface, and this sweet potato mush is perfect for wrapping small crispy meat.

The pork belly he was going to fry this time weighed ten catties, and the sweet potato batter must be fully prepared. It is better to prepare more than to fry halfway and find that the batter is not enough.

Satisfied, Du Heng added a small bowl of peppercorns to the whipped sweet potato paste. He originally wanted to add a little more.But when he received Jing Nan's death gaze, he silently pushed half of the prickly ash in the bowl out.

After mixing the prickly ash powder and sweet potato flour paste evenly, the meat is almost marinated.At this point, the frying process of the crispy meat can be carried out.

Du Heng has long been familiar with frying things. After pouring most of the oil into the pot, Du Heng waited for the oil to warm up.When can we start frying the crispy meat? Du Heng's criterion is to put a wet chopstick into the pot. As long as fine white bubbles appear on the end of the chopstick dipped in the oil pan, it proves that the oil temperature is enough.

Du Heng poured the meat in the wooden basin into the sweet potato paste and stirred thoroughly. After each piece of meat was covered with a thick layer of powder paste, the temperature of the oil pan was about the same.

The crispy pork slices couldn't be poured in all at once, Du Heng's hands flickered, and the slices of meat in the wooden basin flew out piece by piece and slid into the oil pan along the edge of the pan.After a piece of crispy meat sank to the bottom of the pot, Du Heng stopped what he was doing.He counted silently in his heart, and when he counted to five, the crispy meat at the bottom of the pot was floating on the oil surface.

Pieces of milky white crispy meat squeak like small fish in the oil pan. At this time, the benefits of using sweet potato flour come out. Even though the pork belly wrapped inside has skin, the crispy meat is not fried in the oil pan Open, and there is no powder paste floating everywhere in the pot.

There is no rush for fried crispy meat, you need to turn it over carefully and wait patiently.Du Heng obviously only put down a dozen slices of meat, but when he scooped it up, there was actually a big plate.

The monks on the training field could no longer hold their swords, and the leading sword repairman blushed: "Steady! You don't even have any concentration? How can you ask for longevity?!"

The flying swords of the little sword cultivators who were weak in concentration had already flew crookedly in the direction of Yishantang. It can't be blamed for their lack of concentration, but the smell from Yishantang is too fragrant.

It’s not without reason that Yishantang is standing next to the practice field. When Yishantang was open for meals, they were full of fish and meat. They just wanted to gag when they smelled it. Sword cultivators used this to exercise their minds and minds so that they could get rid of it as soon as possible. Worldly entanglements.They smelled too much cooking, and later, even if Yishantang made dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, they could practice without distracting thoughts.

This morning, they had already been tempted once, and the smell of fried meatballs made their flying swords fall to the ground.But they held back!The sword cultivators of Shenxu Palace will never admit defeat!Isn't it just a mere food temptation?They can stand it!

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, the smell intensified.The monks who had tasted the dishes made by Du Heng at noon were already drooling, wondering what delicious chef Du from Yishantang was cooking again!I really want to try it, but no, they have to hold back!

Du Heng took out the first pot of crispy meat and put it in a large basin dedicated to the dining hall. At this time, both sides of the crispy meat were slightly yellow.If you want to use crispy meat to cook soup or steam food in the future, you can store it in the refrigerator in this state.But if you want to eat dry-fried crispy meat, you need to re-fry it again.

Jing Nan put down the chess pieces in his hand: "Is the meat in the pot ready to eat?"

Du Heng shook his head: "The taste will be even better if you fry it again, just wait a little longer." The first pot of frying will be slower, but when the oil temperature rises, Du Heng can do it easily, and his frying speed will be faster.

After a while, Du Heng fried four large pots of crispy meat. Seeing so much meat, even Xuan Yu was shocked: "There are a lot, and the oil in the pot is not too small."

Du Heng said with a smile: "That's because pork belly is wrapped in crispy meat. If the oil temperature is right, the fat inside will be forced out. Wait, I'll dry fry a plate for everyone to taste."

Du Heng brought two pots of crispy meat to the refrigerator to store, and he planned to keep two pots for dinner at night.

Jing Nan said to Feng Gui: "Crispy and crispy meat, fifty spirit stones on a plate is not too much, right?" Feng Gui nodded, "Yes, not too much!"

Du Heng was just getting out of the refrigerator, and he almost fell when he heard this: "It's too much! The servants of the outer sect only have a monthly profit of five taels of silver. The disciples of the inner sect only have fifty spirit stones! Plate dishes, why don't you grab them?!"

Jing Nan and Feng Gui looked at each other, and Jing Nan said, "Is Shenxu Palace so stingy?" Feng Gui sighed, "Obviously their elders are so generous, and they spent [-] Lingshi for a few meals. .”

Jing Nan pondered for a moment: "Sure enough, can't we think about earning money from the following group of people? Our goal is to focus on their Jindan Nascent Soul monks." Feng Gui said seriously: "Fifty spirit stones, no less."

Du Heng said: "Don't be stupid, we will sell it according to the set meal. One set meal has two meat, one vegetable, one soup, one rice, and five spirit stones. If they order stir-fried vegetables, it will be more expensive."

Feng Gui was not very happy: "Heh, the Great Elder of Shenxu Palace costs five hundred spirit stones per person for lunch. What is the difference between what you do now and what you did back then?" Du Heng said calmly: "At that time we were scattered Xiu, now we are handymen, that's the difference."

Xuanyu said: "You don't need to save money for the disciples of Shenxu Palace, the monthly profit belongs to the monthly profit, and they can go on missions. If you want to write, a black golden cicada can sell eighty spirit stones in the Zongmen Medicine Hall. Their tattered second-hand instruments cost thousands of spirit stones. Don’t worry, they will let the phoenix belong to them.”

Feng Gui clasped his palms in satisfaction: "A set meal costs [-] Lingshi. Separate cooking prices are calculated separately!"

Du Heng felt that in the near future, Yishantang would become a well-known black shop in Shenxu Palace.

The fried small crispy meat is golden in color, and the skin is slightly crispy with a bite, but the inside is soft.Although it is the same fried food, the taste of the crispy meat is completely different from the previous fried pork ribs!

The meat is marinated with peppercorns and salt, and the sweet potato powder that coats the slices also has peppercorns.Eating it empty mouth, the crispy meat is numb and crispy, sprinkled with a little chili powder, it tastes fragrant and spicy.Even for someone like Jing Nan who can't eat spicy food, he ate four or five sticks after shaking off the chili noodles.Not to mention someone like Feng Gui who loves spicy food, he ate most of the plate if he didn't pay attention.

Xiaoxiao was even worse, he ate one mouthful after another, chirping chirping.

Feng Gui frowned, and he patted Xiaoxiao's butt: "Feng Lin, you go out to eat."

Smiling as if struck by lightning, his big eyes flooded with water: Uncle despises him again!

Feng Gui knew that Xiaoxiao was wrong when he saw it. He said maliciously: "You go to the training ground next door and eat in front of them. If you want to eat, you are very involved and intoxicated. This is to help Du Heng attract customers. , how? Can it work?"

The water in Xiaoxiao's eyes disappeared immediately, and he waited anxiously for Xuanyu to wrap him a large bag of crispy meat, then grabbed it with his claws and flew out of the kitchen.

Du Heng covered his face: "You let the child do something!" Xiaoxiao really won't be beaten?

The author has something to say: Du Heng: People who travel through time travel are all talented and educated, why am I so virtuous?

Lao Mao: No way, follow me.

If the old cat crosses time, it probably will burp after living half a chapter. If it survives by chance, it must stay in the depths and be cute naturally!

Xiaoxiao is about to start his eating and broadcasting career, let us first pray that his hair will not be shaved by sword repairers.