I open a restaurant in Xiujie

Making sausages is both difficult and easy to say.

Yu Xiaotan mixed chili, Chinese prickly ash, star anise, white cardamom and fragrant leaves, and asked Bai Junda to grind it into fine powder with a wind blade, and mixed it with soy sauce, cooking wine, etc. to make seasoning.Then he selected the pork hind legs, three parts fat, seven parts lean, washed and drained, cut into small pieces, sprinkled the seasoning prepared before, and stirred evenly.

After marinating for a period of time, the sausage can be stuffed. Yu Xiaotan found a funnel and put it on top of the casing, and stuffed the marinated pork into it little by little.

When doing this step, several people from the restaurant gathered together to watch the excitement, especially Bai Junda, who kept yelling while watching it curiously: "Pack more, fill more, oh, Yu Xiaotan, why don't you pack more?" !"

Yu Xiaotan turned around and found a few more funnels, stuffed them into Bai Junda's hands: "Come on, do it yourself, stuff as much as you want."

Qiongqing next to him looked interesting and said with great interest: "Give me some, I want to play too."

Yu Xiaotan: "..."

Yu Xiaotan couldn't laugh or cry, this is cooking, how can it be called playing?

But the expressions on everyone's faces were jubilant. Although Ji Chuchen and Che Yunwen didn't speak, the bright light in their eyes betrayed them. Even Uncle Wang leaned against the corner of the table with a small bench, and twirled a while with a smile. Casing: "Hey, master, is this pig's small intestine?"

All right, Yu Xiaotan smiled: "Let's get started, let's do it together."

The crowd immediately geared up, rolled up their sleeves and rushed to the table.

Bai Junda took out a teacup from nowhere, and eagerly asked, "Yu Xiaotan, can I add something else?"

Yu Xiaotan looked at the clear yellow juice in his glass, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "...add Fengling juice to the bacon, are you sure?"

"Try it."

Bai Junda has scooped up a bowl of pork and started to make his "fruit sausage".

Try it and die...

Yu Xiaotan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "... Forget it, whatever you want."

He could see that this pot of pork must be discarded, why not let everyone play with it, treat it as a practice, and he will make a version for sale later.

But no matter how you play, wasting food is shameful.

Yu Xiaotan coughed a few times, and smiled at the "troublemakers" who were stretching their hands towards the bacon: "It's agreed in advance, whoever made it will be responsible for eating it."

A group of people with no cooking experience were full of confidence, and immediately cheered: "No problem!"

Isn't it just stuffed sausage?

They are qi training/golden core/out of body/ex-big boss level players!

……

Then something goes wrong.

The first thing that went wrong was Bai Junda, this little fat man kept stuffing meat into the casing, "cracking, crackling", breaking the casing x10.

Bai Junda looked at his bowl full of meat and the sausage casings, and moved towards Yu Xiaotan with a mournful face: "Well, Yu Xiaotan..."

Yu Xiaotan looked at the man's aggrieved look, and it was a little funny, so he handed over some casings: "These are the last ones, don't stuff them too hard this time."

"Definitely." Bai Junda nodded repeatedly.

After a stick of incense...

"Clap."

Yu Xiaotan: "..."

Before he could say anything to Bai Junda, from the corner of his eye, Qiongqing used his spiritual power to summon the fluttering flower petals, like a rain of fallen flowers, colorful and swaying, all falling on... basin...

After the fruit sausage, the petal sausage was born.

Yu Xiaotan didn't dare to look at it, he couldn't imagine what it would taste like to make these things, and why did this group of people become immortals and still look like children, they really like to stuff whatever they like?

Compared with Bai Junda and Qiongqing, the blood jade eggs and potatoes that Uncle Wang and Che Yunwen took out respectively were not so unacceptable in Yu Xiaotan's eyes.

Egg sausage, potato sausage...Yu Xiaotan has only heard of fried sausage with potatoes, but at this moment, the three views are completely shattered, and the young man can only helplessly think, at least it is not a hot pot base...

Among the strange players, Ji Chuchen, who has not made any moves for a long time, stands out from the crowd, emerging from the mud without being stained.

It looks very reliable, and it's different from those next to it.

Yu Xiaotan was helpless, picked up his basin and walked to Ji Chuchen's side: "Brother Ji, why don't you do it?"

Ji Chuchen tilted his head slightly, his soft eyes fell on the side of the boy's face, and he said with a smile: "I'm still thinking about what to add."

Yu Xiaotan thought that it would be best for you not to add anything, but after holding back for a long time, he finally smiled slightly: "Add what you like, as long as you are happy, as long as it is not a hot pot base."

Anyway, it's already like this, so let's have a thorough innovation!

As soon as the clinker Yu Xiaotan said these words, Ji Chuchen raised his brows slightly, his eyes flickered, and his expression was a little strange.

After pondering for a moment, the young man thought about it: "Then I have to think about it... how about adding that very fragrant one, tangerine peel?"

Yu Xiaotan was immediately relieved: "Very good, the tangerine peel can enhance the fragrance."

Although fragrant leaves have been added to the seasoning, the tangerine peel sounds more reliable than the petals.

With Yu Xiaotan's affirmation, Ji Chuchen smiled even brighter: "Well, I'll just listen to you."

At the same time, the young man lightly hooked the tail finger of his left hand hanging under the table, the fluorescent light flickered, and the spiritual wind came quickly, and hooked a portion of hot pot bottom material under the table into his long sleeve, and hid it firmly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both quietly heaving a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Fortunately fortunately.

……

A long pole was erected in the small courtyard, and it was full of sausages. Some were thick and some were thin. It looked... well, it didn’t look good, but everyone looked at the sausages of different colors, and they all showed anticipation. .

This is the first time for most of them to cook with their own hands!

Regardless of whether it is delicious or not, the "first time" itself is exciting.

This feeling of excitement lasted until more than ten days later, when Yu Xiaotan announced that the sausage was finished and ready to eat. Far away.

The sausage smells delicious, the soy sauce produced by the system and the seasoning prepared by Yu Xiaotan are all excellent. When it comes out of the pan, a hazy white mist evaporates, and the cut surface faintly overflows with grease, shining brightly, as if coated with a layer of golden light.

Bai Junda couldn't bear his temper, hurriedly grabbed a slice and stuffed it into his mouth. The freshly cooked sausage made the corners of his mouth turn red, and he gasped hissingly.

The sausage smells really good.

The smoke turned into thousands of wisps, scrambling to drill into his nostrils.

Just eat it in your mouth, the taste is a bit weird, salty, mellow and fat but not greasy, but why does it have a sour taste after chewing it a few times?

Didn't he add sugar to the seasoning because he was afraid of the sour maple fruit?

After chewing a few more mouthfuls, Bai Junda suddenly grinned and took a few steps back.

He did add sugar.

But the sugar hadn't completely melted yet. At this moment, he just ate a piece of sugar into his mouth. The salty, sweet, sour and hot burst burst like a rumbling mudslide, drowning his soul in an instant.

...It's so unpalatable!

Bai Junda couldn't eat anymore.

He stared at his sausage regretfully for a while, then turned to look at Yu Xiaotan's.

The appearance is brighter than his, the casing is full, thin but not woody, the sausage cut into oval slices is fragrant, and the lean meat and white meat are intertwined into red and white slices.

The sunlight and seasoning penetrated into the texture of the bacon little by little during the air-drying process, and the oil of the meat itself was steamed out by the steamer, and a faint layer of halo appeared on the outside.

Yu Xiaotan was picking up a piece and putting it in his mouth.

The mouth is full of waxy aroma, and the hidden fat overflows with chewing. Every bite is the ultimate enjoyment. The salty taste is accompanied by a slight smell of wine. The smell of meat dances on his taste buds, like the wind when he is slightly drunk. brushed across the cheek.

It's really good, Yu Xiaotan thought, it can be sold as a main dish.

And there are many dishes that can be made with sausages, such as green peppers, cauliflower, kale...

There is nothing that can't be fried with sausages, and potatoes, sausage and potato stew must be very good.

Yu Xiaotan's train of thought gradually drifted away with the smell of sausages, and countless dishes actively emerged in his mind, until Bai Junda stepped aside, secretly poked his shoulder, and pouted: "Yu Xiaotan, let's try it instead. ?”

Glancing at the sausage in Bai Junda's hand, Yu Xiaotan's mouth twitched slightly, and he said without hesitation, "No change."

Immediately, he picked up his own sausage and wandered out the door.

Only Bai Junda was left holding his "fruit sausage", heartbroken and dazed.

……

Outside the door can be described as "sorrows everywhere".

Those who happily received their share of sausage regretted it a bit after tasting it. What kind of ingredients were added in a mess?

When Yu Xiaotan came out, he happened to see Ji Chuchen standing aside, frowning, holding a plate of freshly cooked sausage in his hand.

He walked over curiously: "Brother Ji, let me try?"

Ji Chuchen smiled wryly, and quickly hid the plate behind his back: "Forget it, Xiaotan, it's not delicious."

Yu Xiaotan was slightly taken aback.

Ji Chuchen's was the one that he added the ingredients to, only some tangerine peel was added, so the taste wouldn't be bad...

"Let me see if any of the ingredients conflicted?"

Yu Xiaotan crossed Ji Chuchen's shoulder, trying to grab the bacon hidden behind him, but the other quickly grabbed his hand.

"Farewell," Ji Chuchen tried to change the subject, "Xiaotan, can I try what you made?"

"Okay, but let's switch."

The more he refused to eat, the more curious Yu Xiaotan became, what was wrong with Ji Chuchen's sausage?

Seeing that he insisted on trying, Ji Chuchen sighed helplessly, and took out the plate behind him.

The style looks very beautiful. The sausages cut out by the hands accustomed to using swords are as thin as a cicada's wings, and each slice is the same thickness. At this moment, they are neatly arranged in several rows on the plate, looking like a flower full of salty fragrance. flower.

But after entering, Yu Xiaotan also frowned.I can’t tell what’s wrong with the taste of the sausage, but it’s just weird. It’s salty and mild, but it’s neither fragrant nor mellow when chewed, just like chewing wax.

I must find a word to describe it... Yu Xiaotan can only use one sentence, this sausage has no soul.

Weird.

But fortunately, Yu Xiaotan has a boning knife. He felt that this knife was very extraordinary before, and now he also wanted to try to see if he could infuse these sausages with spiritual energy, so he said to Ji Chuchen: "Brother Ji, all the sausages you make are handed over to you." Me, I'll handle it."

Ji Chuchen was slightly stunned: "It's okay Xiaotan, I don't think it's that bad, I can finish eating these soon."

He thought Yu Xiaotan said that on purpose so that he would not have to eat bad sausages anymore.

Yu Xiaotan smiled and blinked at Ji Chuchen: "Brother Ji, I can turn waste into treasure, believe it or not."

Ji Chuchen stared at him for a moment, then smiled suddenly.

"Letter." He said softly.

How can you not believe it?

The young man in front of him is synonymous with miracles. Ji Chuchen saw the restaurant come to the present day by day, and he himself has become a monk with excellent qualifications from a waste wood. Even such a miracle can be achieved, so that a plate What is so difficult about bringing bacon back to life?

……

On the other side, Qiongqing was holding his petal sausage, but it was also a little hard to swallow.

The aroma of flowers is mixed with the aroma of meat, especially he also selected several kinds of flowers with a lot of honey. The sweet and salty collide in the thin sausages, and a battlefield of irreconcilable forces is created, vying to occupy the highland of taste buds. You, you without me.

The taste can be imagined.

Originally, the dryad didn't pay much attention to the taste, no matter thousands of years ago, or when he just woke up from the Qinghong secret realm, when the brutal nature in Qiongqing's body prevailed, he would eat whatever he caught, drink blood like a hair, no problem.

It's just that later Che Yunwen disciplined him very well. After the breakthrough, his understanding of the way of heaven made him more human. In the past few days, he ate delicious food cooked by Yu Xiaotan. In this way, how could Qiongqing eat it? Something else.

But there are always people who want to eat petal sausages, Yu Xiaotan emphasized that food should not be wasted.

Qiongqing frowned and swallowed in small mouthfuls, thinking that the bastard Junda, why would he stuff other things into the bacon, once this precedent was set, she followed suit.

The young man was complaining in a low voice, when Che Yunwen came over suddenly, took a few slices of bacon from his bowl, ate it and said with a smile: "It's delicious, my Qiongqing also has a talent for cooking."

Qiongqing: "..."

Qiongqing couldn't laugh or cry: "Master, have you forgotten our blood contract?"

After the breakthrough, perhaps because of the closer relationship between the two, the blood bond between Che Yunwen and Qiongqing also became deeper.

Now Qiongqing can vaguely feel Che Yunwen's inner thoughts, roughly: what the hell does this smell like.

Che Yunwen: "...hahahaha."

So embarrassing.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly smiled in unison.

The more you laugh, the happier you are, the slight embarrassment is gone in a flash, leaving only a touch of warmth.

Under Che Yunwen's gentle gaze, Qiongqing picked up another piece of sausage, but this time it didn't feel so bad.

At any rate, it is a "delicious" made by the owner with his own hands.

……

After successfully making the sausage, Yu Xiaotan tried the orange peel cake again.

Mix egg whites with starch and salt, add sugar while stirring, and stir with a wind blade until hard foaming.Yu Xiaotan found that the wind blade is really convenient. If Bai Junda hadn't awakened the wind root, how many inspirations he would have would be useless.

Egg yolk is mixed with flour and orange peel, and after adding sugar and stirring, then mix the two parts of the stirred cake liquid.At this time, the cake liquid is in the form of semi-liquid jelly, and the finely crushed orange peel dyes it into a beautiful light yellow color, and the fragrance is fully locked by the flour.

In the corner of the yard, there is an oven made of yellow mud. It seems that some metal materials for smelting spiritual weapons have been added to the mud. It is smooth and firm, and it is made into a honeycomb-like shape.

This is the first time for Yu Xiaotan to use this. The restaurant transformed by the "Sleepwalking" array master is full of surprises. He has not been able to try it completely. At this time, Yu Xiaotan embedded a spirit stone into the concave surface of the oven, and the oven immediately ignited a splendid fire. The spiritual fire, swaying and dancing, gently licks the cake embryos placed in it.

There is a scale on the outside of the stove for easy temperature control.

Yu Xiaotan carefully controlled the heat, and after about an hour, the surface of the cake was slightly raised, showing a beautiful orange-brown color in the sun, with a few cracks appearing on the corners—this kind of cake skin is more crispy.

The oven built by the formation master and the earth-type spiritual root monks is really good, with strong airtightness, and there are almost no gaps between the mud tiles.Until Yu Xiaotan felt that the time was almost up, he turned off the fire and turned on the oven.

The rich sweet fragrance can't wait to burst out.

... The entire small courtyard seemed to be dragged into a sweet dreamland sprinkled with candies at that moment.