My ingredients are all over the comprehension world

I was so hungry, Du Heng really wanted to eat the roast chicken made by my mother.He promised well, originally thought about rushing home early this morning, but something like this happened, how could he return?He fumbled for the storage bag, and took out a bottle of Bigu Pill from it.

According to the memory of the original owner, before the foundation was established, the monk could take this Bigu Pill instead of his daily diet.A pill the size of a soybean can keep a monk from starving for three days.Du Heng uncorked the bottle, he was looking forward to it, what exactly does Bigu Pill taste like?Isn't it sweet like jelly beans?

In the end, he was disappointed, the bottle was empty, and there was no pill left.Du Heng threw the empty bottle into the storage bag. He looked at the back of the cave and touched his stomach.Such a big person, it is really embarrassing to ask others what they want to eat.What's more, he is also half a cook!

Du Heng looked towards the entrance of the cave, and there was a faint light coming from the entrance of the cave.He bypassed the Brahma Chicken's body and walked to the entrance of the cave, maybe he could find something to eat outside.But at first glance, he was taken aback. He was in the clouds, and there was a sea of ​​white clouds below the cave entrance.He could only see a few isolated peaks standing on the sea of ​​clouds not far away. Who knows what it looks like below the clouds?

Based on his feeling, Du Heng felt that he couldn't leave the cave, at least with his current strength, he couldn't leave here.

Du Heng returned to the rock again, this time he carefully turned over the storage bag.Du Heng was originally a handyman in the outer sect, and sometimes he would go out to buy for the sect, and the sect was mostly in the deep mountains, so he would inevitably have to eat and sleep in the open.He was lucky enough to find pots and pans, a bag of Lingmi, and peanuts in a bamboo dustpan.

For food to taste good, condiments are essential.Du Heng found some condiments, Yuan Yi only prepared some salt, some soy sauce, and a small bottle of wine.Compared with those modern seasonings, Du Heng's seasonings are too few.But this is nothing, at least it won't trouble Du Heng.

We have the rice and condiments, what about the dishes?Du Heng looked at the Brahma chicken that died tragically on the ground.He rubbed his little hands and walked towards the Brahma chicken. Such a big chicken should taste pretty good, right?I checked my eyes, it was edible.

Talismans and seals in the realm of comprehension are good things. Some can ignite fire, some can draw water, some can melt soil, and some can give birth to wood and become sharp knives.The first time Du Heng used talismans, he successfully made a simple stove.

The stove he made has two pots, which are the most common stoves in the countryside. One pot is used for cooking and the other pot is used for cooking.Du Heng used to have only one pot, but he conjured up another iron pot with talisman seals, and then boiled a large pot of water.

It was difficult for the two-meter-high Brahma chicken to shed its feathers. After Du Heng said sorry to the chicken, he cut it up with a knife.Although the hair removal process was a bit embarrassing, and although Du Heng's pots and pans were not easy to use, he still got a big pot of clean chicken and offal.

Du Heng's father owns a private restaurant, and Du Heng has learned a lot from Du Heng's father since he was a child.Father Du said that ingredients are gifts from God to people, and as long as they can be used, they should not be wasted.Du Heng handled the Brahma Chicken very meticulously, and he put away all the things that could be used.

Rice had already started cooking on the earthen stove, and Du Heng looked at the ingredients in his hands.He is from the south of the Yangtze River and can't eat spicy food very much, but at this time he inexplicably wants to eat something spicy.It's just that it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and he doesn't even have chili peppers in his hand, so he can only match them casually.

He was going to make a simple Kung Pao Chicken, poor and shabby Kung Pao Chicken without chili, sugar, rice vinegar, onion and ginger, so simple that he almost cried.

After the yellow chicken oil was put into the hot pan, it made a stinging sound, and wisps of blue smoke came out.The bottom of the black pot was slowly stained with oil, and while the oil was cooking, Du Heng began to prepare the ingredients.

He cut off two fist-sized chicken breasts, and then cut into evenly sized chicken cubes.In fact, he is an avid chicken skin lover. Looking at the large pieces of chicken skin, Du Heng swallowed his saliva. For such a big chicken, if the chicken skin is made into skewers, it will definitely be enjoyable.

While dicing the chicken, Du Heng turned the chicken fat in the pot. At this time, the chicken fat had shrunk, and liquid oil appeared on the edge.

Du Heng put the chopsticks on the bowl appreciatively. He likes the chopsticks made by the talisman, which are more convenient than those at home.

After the diced chicken was cut, Du Heng sprinkled some salt and wine on the diced chicken and stirred it together. At this time, some starch should be added to make the chicken more tender, but the conditions are limited, so don't worry about it.After the diced chicken became a little sticky, Du Heng put the bowl by the stove to watch the fire.

The wood in the stove was born from talisman seals. Du Heng pulled the big wood out, so that the flame at the bottom of the pot would be smaller, and the chicken oil in the pot would not burn easily.

After a while, Du Heng boiled a large bowl of golden and hot chicken fat with the fat from Brahma chicken.He put the excess liquid oil in a jar and added a spoonful of salt to it.

If this is lard, adding salt and sugar can make the fat whiter and less spoiled after solidification.Du Heng didn't realize until after he added the salt. It was chicken fat. He seemed to have overdone it. After the chicken fat solidifies, it turns yellow. What does it matter if it's white or not?

He poured peanuts into the pot, and after a few taps with the spatula, the peanuts were heated, and the outer skin began to crack and made a slight sound.When the noises started to get denser, Du Heng filled out the peanuts.Peanuts should be put in a cold pot with cold oil, so that they are not easy to burn.But still the same sentence, conditions do not allow, Du Heng can only do things based on experience.The oily peanuts are ruddy on the plate, exuding a nutty aroma.

The peanuts at this time are still soft, and after they cool down, the peanuts will become fragrant and crunchy.

When Du Heng started to cook chicken oil, there was a strong smell of oil in the cave.This fragrance dilutes the coldness in the cave, and fills every corner of the cave powerfully and domineeringly, overshadowing the fragrance of alchemy made by the doctors and awakening the dreams of the sleeping people.

Yun Zhonghe did not know when he stood behind Du Heng, but Du Heng threw himself into his pot with all his heart, and did not notice Yun Zhonghe's arrival at all.

Du Heng stirred the bottom of the pot and raised the fire a bit.At this time, the cooking pot had already made the sound of frying rice, and Du Heng drew the fire from the bottom of the rice pot to the bottom of the cooking pot.The flame grew bigger and bigger, and the oil in the pot emitted green smoke. Du Heng quickly poured the diced chicken into the pot with quick eyesight.

No sauce, no onion, ginger and garlic, no chili pepper.What he makes is the most unauthentic Kung Pao Chicken in the world!But he was still looking forward to it. After the diced chicken in the pot turned white, he poured a little soy sauce into it.This is the last tenderness he can give to himself—although there is no chili that can’t make it look red, but soy sauce can make it look better!

However, he overturned the car, and the diced chicken turned black as soon as the soy sauce was put into the pot. Du Heng almost cried out looking at the pot.However, he was still stubbornly frying the diced chicken until they were all ripe.When the diced chicken was ripe, Du Heng poured the peanuts into the pot and stir-fried them twice before they came out of the pot.

Looking at a plate of dark Kung Pao Chicken, Du Heng comforted himself that it would be nice to have something to eat at this time, and it smells pretty good too.If you look closely, the color is not that bad. I thought it was dark before, but it was because the pot was black and the surrounding light was dim.Now Kung Pao Chicken is placed on the plate, but there is a feeling of thick red sauce.

Looking closely, the diced chicken was dyed reddish brown, and the peanut oil was lying in the middle of the diced chicken.Although it lacks the embellishment of onion and ginger and the aroma of chili, it has a feeling of peace of mind in home cooking.It also smells good, like braised chicken.

He opened the rice cooker and filled himself with a bowl of rice. Just as he was about to feast on it, he heard Yun Zhonghe's voice: "What are you doing...?"

Du Heng turned his head, only to see Yun Zhonghe standing behind him with a complicated expression.Du Heng was a little hypocritical, he said with a mocking smile: "Did you eat? Let's eat together?" Yun Zhonghe frowned: "But the Bigu Pill is gone?" Du Heng nodded: "Yes, it's gone."

Yun Zhonghe looked at the bare and quartered Brahma chicken in the wooden basin next to him: "It's hard for you." Du Heng didn't understand what he meant, and he said in accordance with Yun Zhonghe's words: "No embarrassment, no embarrassment." Yun Zhonghe Sighed: "You don't have to irritate the Demon Lord so much. Although he is a Demon Lord, he will not embarrass a person with your cultivation level. He would have made you die very happily..."

Du Heng asked suspiciously: "I was going to die happily? What about now?" Yun Zhonghe pointed to the bare dead chicken in the tub: "I can't guarantee it now, maybe your end will be the same as that chicken. "

Du Heng's face was about to crack, brother, why did you say such terrible words so calmly?But if you think about it, you can figure it out. The Brahma chicken is Mo Zun's spiritual pet, if Du Heng sees his little pet on someone else's table, he will go crazy too!

Du Heng was dripping with cold sweat: "Then... what should I do?" Yun Zhonghe said sympathetically: "Eat more, you can go on the road when you are full."

Du Heng:! ! !

At this moment, a suffocating feeling came from the entrance of the cave, and Du Heng looked at the entrance of the cave in horror with his rice bowl in his hand.I saw an astonishingly imposing man in a red robe flashing from the entrance of the cave. The man had a hostile face, and every cell of the man wrote: I am the demon king!

Du Heng had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, God, what evil did he do!The man-eating pet was caught by the owner, and Du Heng's mind went blank when he was nervous, and his hand automatically picked up a piece of chicken and peanuts and sent them to his mouth.

Take a bite, the chicken is tender and elastic, with a little sweetness that makes up for the absence of sugar.Mixed with the salty taste of soy sauce and the crunchiness of peanuts, Du Heng felt that he could cook three bowls of rice.It's so delicious that I want to cry, but Du Heng has tears in his eyes: "It's too fast, it doesn't give me enough time to eat!"