I rely on food to dominate the two worlds

"Isn't it alright?" Mr. Chen had finished processing his share of medicinal materials, and looked in the direction of the three of them impatiently.

Tang Qian hurriedly suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and together with Tang Liujing, took the tray to Mr. Chen.

There were three clay pots in front of Mr. Chen. He quickly grabbed the herbs on the tray, chopped them one by one with a knife, and put them into three pots respectively. He didn't know that he did this to make the medicine The effect is released faster, or to make it difficult for them to distinguish the medicinal materials and quantities he used.

"Add one liter of water and boil it over a strong fire." Mr. Chen took a clay pot and walked to the stove, and handed the other two pots to Tang Qian and Tang Liujing for disposal.

The two of them didn't say much, they directly picked up a clay pot, added water and put it on the stove to start boiling.

Gradually, the strong smell of medicine spread out in the back kitchen. Because there are so many kinds, it is really unpleasant to mix them together.

The decoction in Tang Qian's earthenware pot is blood-enriching soup, and the color is the dark red familiar to Tang Shaoyan.The decoction in Tang Liujing's earthenware pot is Qudu Decoction, which is yellow-green in color.Then what Mr. Chen is brewing should be the most expensive Peiyuan Soup.

At this time, Tang Shaoyan was the only one doing nothing, so he could observe Old Chen's movements.After seeing the smell of the decoction and the color deepening, Mr. Chen took out a small wooden stick and began to stir slowly in the clay pot.

Although he couldn't see what was going on in the clay pot, Tang Shaoyan could feel the aura fluctuations coming from Mr. Chen. It seemed that Mr. Chen was not just stirring.

After a while, Old Chen put the lid on the pottery pot, turned down the fire, and then ordered Tang Qian to watch the fire for him, while he himself took over Tang Qian's pot of soup.After stirring slowly with a small wooden stick, Mr. Chen walked towards Tang Liujing again.

After processing the three pots of decoction one by one, the expression on Chen Lao's face relaxed slightly.

A quarter of an hour later, the three soups were ready. Tang Qian poured the soup into a porcelain bowl, and then called the servants to serve the soup to the guests.

But before they could take a breather, the order booklet lit up again, and there were two more dishes.

"Old Chen, another customer ordered two spiritual meals, chicken noodle soup and steamed white fish."

"You guys deal with it, I'll go back and rest for a while." Even though he just boiled a soup, old Chen's face was already tired. It seems that when he stirred the soup with a small wooden stick, he really used up his spiritual power .

"Yes."

Without Mr. Chen sitting here, the atmosphere in the back kitchen suddenly became more relaxed.

"I can't handle that fish well, so let me make chicken noodle soup." Tang Liujing said to Tang Qian with a smile.

"can."

Tang Qian agreed with a good temper, and then went to the warehouse to get back a red chicken weighing about three catties and a white fish, and then looked at Tang Shaoyan, "Is it okay to kill fish and chicken?"

"meeting!"

"That's fine, I'll leave it to you." Tang Qian handed the red chicken and white fish to Tang Shaoyan.

Tang Shaoyan immediately picked up the kitchen knife and started to kill the chicken. He first pressed the chicken head with his thumb and index finger, then pinned the chicken leg with his little finger, and pinned the wings on both sides with his middle finger and ring finger, so that the neck of the chicken was exposed. Come out and can't struggle anymore.

He cut it neatly with a knife, and the chicken blood gushed out, and he filled it with the bowl he had prepared a long time ago.Then he poured a basin of boiling hot water, soaked the whole chicken in it, and started plucking.It is easiest to pluck the hair with boiling water, and it will be done in a short time.

Then he continued to disembowel the chicken, put the chicken intestines, chicken heart, chicken liver, chicken gizzards, etc. into another bowl, and rinsed the chicken inside and out with water. It was cleaned up.

Tang Shaoyan then started to handle the white fish, opening it first, then removing the internal organs, and finally scraping the scales, the movements were quite quick.

Tang Qian and Tang Liujing looked at his movements and nodded slightly in their hearts. This man looked young and knew nothing about spiritual chef practice, but his basic cooking skills were not bad. It seems that his family still had intentions to train him .

"Okay, you throw away these dirty things, and then deal with the ingredients." Tang Qian pointed to the chicken blood and chicken offal on the table. He thought Tang Shaoyan did it so as not to dirty the back kitchen.

Tang Shaoyan realized that people in the cultivation world might not eat things like chicken blood and internal organs, so he asked, "Can I keep this?"

"Why do you want these dirty things?" Tang Liujing asked puzzled upon hearing this.

"Eat..." God knows that after he came to this world, he drank porridge almost every day. Although the taste was very good, it was too bland. He wanted to make something for himself to eat.

"Of course, I can keep it for you if you like it." Tang Liujing and Tang Qian looked at him with distressed eyes. The child's family really doesn't know how poor they are, and they even eat this kind of food.

Tang Shaoyan smiled back at the two of them, and began to process the ingredients.

Tang Qian and Tang Liujing didn't deliberately bully Tang Shaoyan and leave all the work to him, but because he was a novice after all, and he could master the skills as soon as possible only by doing more.They all saw Tang Shaoyan's talent, and it was the smartest way to make friends with him.

Tang Shaoyan naturally understood what they meant, so he didn't feel dissatisfied at all, and he concentrated on processing the chicken with spiritual power.

The chicken is much bigger than that small plant of Chunxi grass, and naturally requires more spiritual power. After the processing is completed, Tang Shaoyan feels a sense of weakness in his hands and feet.

"Okay, you go to the side to rest for a while, and leave it to us." Tang Qian hurriedly stepped forward to help him sit down beside him, and poured him a cup of hot water.

"Brother Qian, what's wrong with me?"

"Don't worry, it's just that the spirit power has been consumed a little bit more, and it will recover after a little rest. I will ask Xiao Jing to order more noodles, and you will eat some too."

"Thank you."

Tang Liujing and Tang Qian went to work separately, Tang Liujing was closer to Tang Shaoyan, and he could clearly see Tang Liujing's every move.

I saw that she chopped the chicken and put it into the soup pot, added water and boiled it on high heat, skimmed off the blood foam, then added a little salt, and went down, no longer caring about the soup.

In Tang Shaoyan's eyes, the recipe of this chicken soup is really a bit rough. If he were to make it, he should boil the water first, then skim off the blood foam, then add onion and ginger water, cooking wine and white pepper powder, etc. Wait for the seasoning and simmer for several hours on a low heat to stew a pot of delicious soup.

But the world of comprehension has its uniqueness after all, maybe her method can also make good soup?

After a while, Tang Liujing's noodles were also cooked. She took out the noodles and put them into a soup bowl, then poured the chicken broth from the soup pot into the noodles, and put a chicken leg and a chicken wing on the noodle bowl. Even if the face is finished.

"Come, try your sister's cooking!" Tang Liujing ordered two bowls of noodles, and the other bowl was naturally for Tang Shaoyan, but there were no chicken legs and wings in this bowl of noodles, but there were also a few pieces of chicken, "No My sister is reluctant to give you chicken legs and wings, if there are customers ordering noodles today, you can save a little effort, even if no one orders, the chicken legs and chicken wings will belong to Mr. Chen."

"I understand, thank you, Sister Jing." Tang Shaoyan took the noodle bowl with a smile and began to eat.Although he had just had breakfast, he felt a little hungry again, probably because of his spiritual power consumption.

The chicken soup has only been simmered for more than ten minutes. It looks clear and watery, not even a little oily. Tang Shaoyan thought it would be tasteless, but he didn't expect it to be unexpectedly delicious. With a light and sweet rice fragrance, the combination of the two is just right.The chicken was unexpectedly fresh and tender, almost melting in the mouth, and the umami taste of the chicken bloomed on the tip of his tongue, making him unable to stop his mouth.

Tang Shaoyan now somewhat understands that the cooking method in the realm of comprehension is basically steaming, which seems bland and tasteless, but in fact it uses the original flavor of the ingredients themselves, coupled with the stimulation of spiritual power, to make a simple food become supremely delicious.

His father once said to him, "Return to simplicity from the most complicated." The seemingly simplest dish of boiled cabbage is also seasoned with various broths behind it, which makes it a classic in state banquets.

After eating a bowl of chicken noodle soup unknowingly, Tang Shaoyan was immersed in the warm and comfortable feeling that his pores were stretched open.

I don't know if it was because of this bowl of hot chicken noodle soup, Tang Shaoyan felt that he was getting hotter and hotter, and his head started to sweat.

"Shaoyan, your face is a little red." Tang Liujing noticed his strangeness.

"Well, it feels a little hot."

Tang Liujing suddenly thought of something, quickly stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, and then hurriedly said to Tang Qian, "Ah Qian! He has absorbed too much spiritual power, so it's impossible not to refine it quickly. I'll send him back to the room right away." !"

"Okay! Go! I'm here!"

Tang Liujing supported Tang Shaoyan and left the back kitchen. Tang Qian frowned and looked at the empty bowl on the stove, showing doubts.

Although Tang Shaoyan ate a bowl of chrysanthemum porridge in the morning, that bit of spiritual power was nothing. Although the chicken noodle soup contained more spiritual power than the chrysanthemum porridge, it definitely couldn't be unbearable, right?

It's just that he suddenly thought of the fact that Tang Shaoyan had aroused [-]% of the medicinal properties of Chunxi grass, and then looked at the pot of chicken soup in horror.

Could it be that... when he handled the chicken, he also activated [-]% of the spiritual power contained in the chicken?