Cultivation of the cat

In the small courtyard, several temporary hearths were set up, the Wanzi pine wood in the fire was crackling, and the big iron pots were steaming.Not to mention the food in the pot, just judging by the posture, it looks a bit powerful.

All the ingredients and the blanched main ingredients need to be stewed in the pot for three hours before the finished product is obtained.

Lin Mianmian was exhausted from cutting meat and washing vegetables before, and now that everything is in the pot, he can finally rest for a while.

After calculating the time, Lin Mianmian sent the sound transmission paper bird to his friends for dinner.He checked the stove and the iron pot again to make sure that there was enough firewood and water in the pot. Lin Mianmian hammered his back and touched the fat chinchilla who had been squatting quietly on the stone table: "Let's go, you You must be tired, let's go back to the house and rest for a while."

The fat chinchilla slowly raised its head, glanced at Lin Mianmian, then slowly turned back, and continued to stare at the stoves in the courtyard in a daze mode.

"Okay, let's see." Lin Mianmian withdrew his hand nonchalantly, and went back to the room to lie down.

Speaking of a creature like a spiritual pet, it is only when you really have it that you realize... well, it's not as cute as a kitten in the mundane world.

The name Jingjing is actually not wrong.

Ever since the fat chinchilla followed him out of the secret realm, he either rummaged around in the courtyard every day, or sat quietly in a daze waiting for dinner.Not clingy at all, even Lin Mianmian took the initiative to talk to it, but he would ignore it... If Lin Mianmian forced to communicate with the small glass piece of sea consciousness with his consciousness, even if he could get the fat chinchilla The response is often held by that guy, and if you don't keep it all together, you will eat the things that it quietly rubbed on the table...

I think that when the little Sanhua first came, although she was prone to blow up because of some small problems, and even ran away from home once, she was very obedient, and she became more and more cute every day, and later she would take the initiative to stay obediently in the cat bag , couldn't be cuter!

Lin Mianmian twisted her sore waist on the bed, and couldn't help but took out an old cat bag from the storage bag and squeezed it.

The fabric is still soft, but not as soft as it was then.

Hey, there is no comparison, there is no harm.

In the courtyard, the fat chinchilla quietly looked at the fires in the courtyard, as if he didn't care what the person in the room was thinking at this moment.

When awakened by the prohibition in the courtyard, Lin Mianmian realized that she had fallen asleep while holding the cat bag...

It was still early, far from the dinner time agreed with my friends.

Opening the courtyard door, Lin Mianmian smiled, it really was this awkward rabbit.

Ah Bai, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, saw the stoves set up inside at a glance, and there was a faint smell of stew. He just opened his mouth, but talked about other things: "Why didn't you go to the treasure hunting competition in Qibao Pavilion?"

Fortunately, there is a rabbit who has been waiting there for a long time...

Lin Mianmian was taken aback for a moment: "Where are you waiting for me?"

"No, I'll just see if you're okay. As long as you're okay." Little Tutu said, turning her body backwards.

"Why are you leaving? Everyone is here, wait until you have eaten the meat before leaving." Lin Mianmian greeted.

The little white rabbit whirled back and said, "What kind of meat are you eating? You didn't send a sound transmission to notify me." After saying that, the little rabbit was stunned for a moment, and covered his face with his paw: "I'm going!" gone."

After all, he really wanted to run.

Lin Mianmian bent down and grabbed a rabbit's hind leg with quick eyes and hands: "Wait, how did you know that I used the sound transmission paper sparrow to notify..."

Of course it's because you met your friend who received the sound transmission paper sparrow on the road!

The little rabbit was angry and aggrieved, and struggled hard on the hind legs held by Lin Mianmian, but forgot that he was a Jindan rabbit.

Lin Mianmian only felt her palm being kicked by the little rabbit's paw, and before she could react, she fell out.

Fortunately, it didn't hit the temporary stoves in the yard.

Sitting between two temporary stoves, Lin Mianmian, who could almost feel the scorching flames left and right, climbed up cautiously.

Little Tutu was also stunned on the spot, until Lin Mianmian stood up unscathed, then covered his heart with his paw and exhaled, "Yes... I'm sorry...

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"The sound transmission paper sparrow for you..." Lin Mianmian smiled and shook his head, took out a sound transmission paper sparrow from the storage bag, and as soon as he let go, the paper sparrow flew towards the little rabbit.

Among the paper sparrows, it was naturally an invitation to the little bunny to eat meat that had been recorded before.And in order to prevent the little rabbit from having a psychological shadow on the stone-footed white-skinned pork, Lin Mianmian also reassured in the paper sparrow that the stewed meat here must not be the one that is boiled in white water in Qingxintang.Because I said a lot of things other than the invitation, the content of the sound transmission in the paper sparrow is quite long, and I knew it was not recorded in such a short time when I took it out just now.

"Then you...don't send it out..." A Bai was a little happy and a little angry, but after all, he didn't hesitate to come here just now, and he hopped into the yard without waiting for Lin Mianmian to invite again. "Tch, I thought I was already out of your buddy list."

"You were the one who said you didn't want stewed meat this morning..." Lin Mianmian rubbed her waist, and after a fall, her waist seemed to be even more sore.

"Really." The little white rabbit jumped onto the stone table, and patted the fat Totoro's head with its paws, "Haven't you heard a saying 'When a woman says no, she means yes.'"

Lin Mianmian, who was closing the gate of the courtyard, almost burst out laughing: "I've heard it before, but it's the first time I know what the mother rabbit said no, it means yes."

"I allow you to take back what you just said, don't let our friendship be tested more severely." A Bai put an ice plate, ice knife and fork on the table, reminded without raising his head.

"Take it back." Lin Mianmian waved his hand, "Before I thought the meat would be ready before I called you. You are so impatient, and the paper crane must come as soon as you receive the sound transmission. You still have to wait when it comes. Waiting here, you have no patience, it's better to let you play outside for a while."

Abai: "Hmph."

Although each quarrel started with A Bai, it always ended with Lin Mianmian.

Who told me to look like a human being, Lin Mianmian comforted herself so much.

With Ah Bai, the time waiting for the stew is finally more interesting.

After a while, Ah Bai felt that something was wrong.

"Didn't you feed Jing Jing today? Why does she keep staring at those pots so straightly..." A Bai stretched out his paw and shook it in front of the fat chinchilla.

The latter slowly turned his head to look at her, and then continued to stare at the pot.

"Of course there is a feed. This guy starts to sit on the table with his bowl in his arms every time it's almost time for dinner. Don't say he forgot to feed. Even if he makes the meal a little slower, he will knock on the bowl to remind him, which is annoying." I don't know if I'm raising a spiritual pet or a little ancestor." Although Lin Mianmian complained like this, he still took out a bowl of pastries and placed them in front of the fat chinchilla.

The fat chinchilla gave Lin Mianmian a slanted look, stretched out its paws to grab pastries and ate them, and continued to look at the pots in the yard while eating.

"Jing Jing is such a good spiritual pet." A Bai patted the fat Chinchilla's head with admiration, and then looked at Lin Mianmian, "It's rare for a creature to look forward to your food so much, you should cherish it."

"Ah Bai..." Lin Mianmian dragged his tone and glared at Tutu, "Obviously, the rice balls and fritters were also looking forward to it..."

Is it……

Thinking of those cat meals that Yuan Zhaoyang secretly put away, Ah Bai smiled and shook his head, refusing to comment.

It's a pity that the rabbit's face is hairy, even if the smile is meaningful, Lin Mianmian can't understand the meaning.

"It seems that it is not very hungry." Lin Mianmian looked at the fat chinchilla who was slowly nibbling snacks, "If it is not because of hunger, then it seems that it is really interested in these stewed meat Yes. Since I came back from buying the meat today, it has been staring at the side, until the meat was put into the pot, it has been watching for several hours."

While talking, Lin Mianmian suddenly paused, walked to the stove, opened the lid of the pot to look at each pot, and then relaxed, "Fortunately, I'm not interested enough to steal it."

The fat chinchilla who was delivering cakes to its mouth retracted its paws.

Before Lin Mianmian walked back to the table, a small stone-like thing flew over.

Lin Mianmian dodged instinctively, but one got out of the way, but was hit in the face by the one following behind.

"What?" Lin Mianmian touched his face, feeling the pain, and then looked at the two cracked snack balls on the ground.

Can it be better!

"Quiet!" Lin Mianmian was furious, "You are good at throwing snacks!"

The fat chinchilla covered his face shyly.

Lin Mianmian was so angry that he choked...

The little white rabbit has already collapsed on the table laughing.

Although Fat Chinchilla cleaned up the snacks on the ground in the end, Lin Mianmian still felt hurt.

Ah Bai tried to persuade her a few times, saying that whoever made her blindly suspect Jing Jing to eat, if she was smashed, she would be smashed.Seeing the little white rabbit and the fat chinchilla next to each other, and the two white dumpling brothers looking good, Lin Mianmian endured a lot of hard work for their plastic flower friendship so as not to tell the story of chestnuts and steamed stuffed buns.

The longer the stewing time, the more intense the aroma of the meat in the courtyard.

Finally, Ah Bai couldn't help it, jumped off the table, shuttled between the stoves, and heard a lot back and forth.

"It's amazing, it's really delicious, it doesn't seem to have the smell of meat like the white-skinned pig with stone feet made by Qingxintang." The little white rabbit swallowed and praised.

"There are a lot of vines and underground yellows." Lin Mianmian can make stew for everyone, so he will not hesitate to share the recipe of this dish.

"The meat of Qingxintang also puts vines and underground yellows. Have you ever eaten the parts of the boiled stone-footed white-skinned pigs there? I don’t know why, but it’s clear that the mango vine and underground yellow can remove the fishy smell of the spirit meat, but the stone-footed white-skinned pork has a bad smell that can’t be removed.” The little white rabbit shook his head in disgust, At the end, he justified himself, "That's why I couldn't bear it when I heard you said in the morning that you wanted to be a stone-footed white-skinned pig."

"Really..." Lin Mianmian's confidence was cut in half by A Bai's words, and he couldn't help but go to the stove to smell it, "Well, I hope other materials can get rid of that smell..."

If it was the recipe recorded in the "Food Classic", wouldn't it still retain the smell of the stone-footed white-skinned pig...

Shouldn't I try to make a small piece first... I cooked so much for the first time, and even called all my friends, isn't it too impulsive...

Recently, I always seem to have this kind of time when I just slap my head and come up with a trick... In the end, what's wrong.

"Mianmian, what are you thinking, Mianmian?" The little white rabbit jumped onto Lin Mianmian's shoulder, and pressed her face with its claws, "I'm asking you something, why didn't you respond?"

Forget it, probably because I have been thinking about making a stew for them. The day before, I ate the dishes that climbed to heaven, and I kept thinking about "The Book of Food", and I was provoked by the little rabbit in the morning, so I said Do it today.

Lin Mianmian stopped thinking about it, pinched the little rabbit's paw, and asked, "What are you asking me?"

"Let me ask you, how long until you can eat it! It's already very fragrant, and it feels like it's ready to be cooked!" The little rabbit took a sip of saliva while talking.

Lin Mianmian calculated the time, and it will take more than half an hour.

Little Tutu's face collapsed after hearing this, even Daolin Mianmian did the right thing before, in this case, he should send himself a sound transmission paper bird at the moment when he can get out of the pot, it's so annoying...

But the impatient little Tutu still didn't listen to Lin Mianmian's suggestion to let her go out for a while before coming back.

Smell the fragrance, it's not bad.

Suddenly, I have new expectations for Mianmian's cooking skills.

In the quarter of an hour before the meat was ready, the friends came one after another.

They ate and drank at Lin Mianmian's place for two days in a row. When everyone came, they all brought some fruit stuffing, fruit plate, snacks and other added vegetables.

Although it is not such a precious thing, there is always a thought of coming and going.

Looking at it, Ah Bai couldn't help but think of the days when she and Yuan Zhaoyang first entered Cangming Mountain.Sure enough, different sects have different requirements for disciples, and the people and things they meet will be somewhat different.

Five Elements Sect.

If she and Yuan Zhaoyang first joined the Five Elements Sect, it must have been very good.

The smell of meat in the courtyard, although not as strong as the one I smelled when I opened the Juewei food box the day before

, but heating and stewing makes the meat smell a little different in a long-lasting way.People in the courtyard seem to be participating in the constant changes of the stew in the pot, and people can't help but have more imagination and expectations.

My friends have all tried Lin Mianmian's cooking skills.In fact, except for Xiong Lanlan, the rest of the friends are all hard-working cooks, and most of them bring some ready-made food when they have dinner together...

But now it seems that some people are about to leave the ranks of bitter hands.

Lin Mianmian has received many praises before the meat is out of the pan.

In addition to being happy, for some reason, she felt a little uneasy again.

Regardless of whether the people in the courtyard are expecting or uneasy, time will never stop moving.

Three hours, that's it.

The little bunny who had been counting the time was the first to jump up and applied for a pot to try the meat.

The fire was extinguished, leaving only hot charcoal to keep warm.

The lid of the pot was lifted, and the smell of meat in the air suddenly became stronger several times.

Little Tutu couldn't wait to direct the ice fork, and the fork hit the top piece of meat.

Before the rising ice fork could completely fork out the meat, I saw the yellowish meat that was bound by the grass, more than half a palm full, and about the size of a rabbit, slipped back into the pot from the ice fork again. The juice splashed everywhere, the flesh trembled slightly, and it was already crisp and soft before it was eaten.

The little rabbit was not angry at all, but licked his lips, conjured up a bigger ice spoon, and spooned the whole piece of meat with juice into the plate.

The finished product was similar to Lin Mianmian's imagination.

It's a bit like the grassy pork in the previous life, but it's the kind without soy sauce.

The stewed meat did not shrink too much, it just shrunk from about two palms to more than one palm, probably because of the copper thorn yellow honey added in it, the finished meat was not as white as Lin Mianmian imagined, Instead, it is slightly yellowish, especially on the skin that has been rotten. This yellowish color makes people look at it and don't have an appetite.

"Why is there still grass? Is this grass edible?" A Bai directed the ice blade to poke at the fennel grass tied with pieces of meat, and looked at Lin Mianmian.

"It's better... just eat meat..." Lin Mianmian thinks that it shouldn't be possible, and the role of Fengchencao in this world of cultivating immortals is hard to describe... It's better not to eat grass and fertilizer.

The little white rabbit nodded, and deftly directed the ice knife to separate the boiled dust grass, which had shrunk and tightened, and turned out a small ice fork. The person turned into an ice spoon and called everyone to eat together.

With the experience of letting go of eating together around the huge moon rock sand box the night before, this time everyone didn't have any scruples, and one of them stepped forward to take a bite.

Lin Mianmian, on the other hand, held the ice spoon and waited nervously for everyone's reaction, but didn't start eating right away.

The crispiness of the meat is no less than that of the yellow product from the previous night.A spoonful of it is like digging a bowl of custard, there is no hindrance at all, and a spoonful of meat is scooped quite smoothly.

Bring it up to your nose and smell it, only the smell of meat, not the smell of meat in Qingxintang at all.If Lin Mianmian hadn't told them in advance that it was stone-footed white-skinned pork, they would never have connected this delicious meat with Qingxintang's stuff that was so embarrassing that they couldn't eat it.

The crowd full of anticipation, almost with a kind of piety, put the meat in the spoon into their mouths.

chew slowly...

long silence...

Lin Mianmian, who couldn't wait for the feedback and was too embarrassed to ask, stretched out his hand and took a bite of the meat.

But before Lin Mianmian could put the meat into his mouth, a snow-white fat ball jumped over the spoon and took the piece of meat in one gulp.

Therefore, Lin Mianmian soon received the first feedback.

The fat chinchilla who jumped up from the table and snatched the meat from Lin Mianmian's spoon, before it landed, he spit out the meat in his mouth on the ground and let out a series of pee pee pee pee The sound of spitting...

I am most afraid of the sudden silence in the air...

The atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became silent.

No...not so...

Lin Mianmian looked at his friends.

Feng Liang was the first to swallow the meat in his mouth with a grunt, then turned his eyes away, not talking to Lin Mian.

Mian looked at each other.

Gui Changshou took out a gourd-like thing from the storage bag, gurgled and drank it, probably... the meat was also drunk...

Wang Ming'er took a look at Lin Mianmian, buried her face in Xiong Lanlan's leg hair, and an unknown object slipped from Xiong Lanlan's leg hair.Although Xiong Lanlan stepped on it quickly, Lin Mianmian still saw it...

Meng Tianhe's always gloomy face showed a helpless and kind expression at this time. After slowly swallowing the meat in his mouth, he was the first to open his mouth: "Mmm... delicious."

Feng Liang, Gui Changshou, including Wang Ming'er, who pulled out his face from the fur of the bear's leg, all looked at him quietly, with an unspeakable admiration.

Xiong Lanlan and A Bai are still chewing...

Lin Mianmian, who had received enough feedback, took another bite of the meat with the last bit of struggle.

This time, there were no fat hairballs who came to grab the meat.

Smell it, strong fragrance...

taste it...

Lin Mianmian picked up the fruit bottle that someone had brought over from the table, and gulped down half of it in one gulp.

Obviously didn't put a lot of baby salt...why is it so salty?It seems to have killed an entire caravan selling salt...

Hmm... I... probably didn't put a lot...

Also, the meat really doesn't have the stewy smell made by Qingxintang, and it is indeed very fragrant, but when it tastes, why does it have another strange smell...

It's like a strange earthy smell... and a little tongue numb...

Everything Abai said in the morning...is right...

The success of Yun Ti Soup...is really just an example...

"Let's... eat something else. Ah Bai brought a lot of fresh food from the ordinary world before. Some ducks were roasted very crispy, and they were delicious with pancakes and thin noodles. I remember there were a few more. The braised hoofs are also delicious..." Lin Mianmian was so embarrassed that he burst out of the table, but as the host, he had to make things up for himself.

While talking, Lin Mianmian took out a food box from the storage bag.

If time can be turned back, I will definitely go back and kill the fool who was full of confidence in the morning and wanted to treat him without even trying the dishes.

The fat chinchilla sat quietly on the stone table, drinking the fruit brew in the cup one after another, but his eyes kept falling on Lin Mianmian.

"I think it's okay, this dish." Xiong Lanlan finally finished eating the meat in her mouth, and spoke while taking another bite.

So Xiong Xiong received adoring gazes from all directions, including Meng Tianhe who had praised Lin Mianmian just now.

"No, no, no..." Lin Mianmian, who had already tasted the meat, was so moved that he cried, "Don't eat it..."

"I really think it's okay." Xiong Lanlan questioned straightforwardly, "Although the taste seems a bit wrong, it's very comfortable to eat. It feels... almost as comfortable as the dish last night. Don't you feel it?"

Those who responded to her were all shaking their heads, including Lin Mianmian.

"Oh..." Xiong Lanlan began to eat the second spoonful of meat, "It's really comfortable. Don't just look at the superficial taste, come on, feel it again."

Only Meng Tianhe and Gui Changshou responded to Xiong Lanlan's friendly call, and Feng Liang and Wang Ming'er all looked like you, please spare me...

Except for Meng Tianhe and Gui Changshou who took the second bite of meat tremblingly, the fat chinchilla who had been quiet at the side also walked over slowly, grabbed a small piece of meat from the plate, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Lin Mianmian didn't know what to say anymore, everyone was so friendly that it was suffocating...

At this moment, Little Tutu finally swallowed her first mouthful of meat.