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Chapter 240 Breakfast

The bright red flame devoured the dry firewood and straw, and then licked up the dark bottom of the pot, slowly heating the iron pot.

Huo Ying stretched out her plain white hand expressionlessly, and placed it on the surface of the iron pan to feel the residual heat of the iron pan.

Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying and said involuntarily, "Actually, I can cook."

Huo Ying glanced sideways at Xue Ling, then shook her head quietly.

She reached out to lift the iron pan, and took out a piece of solidified lard from the jar, and placed it on the heated iron pan. There was a sizzling sound instantly, and the lard quickly melted on the iron pan, and finally turned It turned into a puddle of golden fat, bubbling slightly and bursting in the iron pan. Huo Ying reached out and scooped out a small spoonful of snow-white salt grains from another pot, and scattered them into the pot to let the oil and salt fully mix. She picked up another egg, lightly touched the edge of the iron pan, and a whole egg fell into the pan and mixed with the fat. In an instant, the whole room was filled with a tempting aroma.

Seeing Huo Ying, Xue Ling couldn't help swallowing.

Of course, Xue Ling didn't swallow her saliva at Huo Ying, but at the tempting golden egg fried in the pan.

You know, when I woke up this morning, I didn't even eat anything, so I went to fight first.

Even if there is no real fight, even if it is a bluff, it is a waste of time and energy.

Huo Ying didn't look at Xue Ling, she just continued to fry the egg in front of her, and when the bottom layer of the fried egg was almost solidified, Huo Ying reached out and took out a small cup of water, poured it into the pot precisely, and then covered it. When the lid is put on, the hot iron pan touches the clear water instantly, and the snow-white water vapor overflows from the iron pan instantly, and then sizzles out along the gap of the lid.

Huo Ying put the pot on the fire that was no longer so hot, and watched the water vapor churn in the pot, with a meticulous expression on her face.

Obviously she was only frying a few eggs under such crude conditions, but it gave the impression that she was cooking the only delicious food in the world.

There is no other, only because of Huo Ying's seriousness and delicacy.

And Xue Ling looked at the steaming pot, and she also had some understanding in her heart-the fried eggs made by Huo Ying were not simply fried, but more relied on the temperature of the water vapor. In simple terms, it was eggs The lower layer is made of iron pot, while the upper layer is steamed with water steam.

The fried eggs made in this way——while Xue Ling was imagining, Huo Ying had already opened the lid of the pot, and then shoveled out the final product with a spatula, and saw the yellow and white, round egg yolks in the snow-white egg whites, just Like the sun just emerging from the clouds in the morning.

All right.Xue Ling sighed.

Although Xue Ling felt that she had been the cook of Xiaohun Inn for several months, Xue Ling felt that she had already lost when it came to frying eggs.

And Huo Ying opened a paper bag, which contained snow-white steamed buns, steaming hot, and looked very soft—although I don’t know where Huo Ying got the steamed buns, but since Huo Ying got it, she can only accept it. .

In short, Huo Ying sliced ​​open the steamed buns with a knife, spread bright red hot sauce on them, then a few tender green vegetable leaves, and a small piece of fried sausage, and finally put the previously fried eggs in it, and put them together Serve the steamed buns.

Huo Ying took the steamed bun and handed it to Xue Ling. The girl still had no expression on her plain face: "Here."

"This is?" Xue Ling looked at the steamed bun. Although she really wanted to taste the sandwich steamed bun, it was better to know what it was before eating it.

"Breakfast." Huo Ying seemed to be more careful with words.

Xue Ling had no choice but to take the steamed bun with both hands. The tentacles felt soft and even warm. When pressed firmly, golden oil could be seen slowly overflowing from the edge of the steamed bun.

One bite, the softness of the steamed buns, the refreshingness of the chili sauce, the crispness of the vegetables, and the sweetness and glutinousness of the soft-boiled eggs, combined with the umami and chewiness of the sausages, the layers of texture between different ingredients are clearly spread out in the mouth, It's like a painting.

After taking a bite, Xue Ling understood why Huo Ying was cooking almost like a work of art.

Because perhaps in Huo Ying's mind, all food should be cooked and carved like a work of art.

Even if these are the simplest ingredients.

"Delicious!" Xue Ling couldn't help but praise.

But Huo Ying didn't look at Xue Ling: "I was taught this by others."

Saying so, she continued to take out the second egg and continued to cook it in the same way.

"Who?" Xue Ling couldn't help asking, "Is it Fan Yixian?"

"No." Huo Ying quietly cooked the food in front of her, and said quietly, "It's not someone you know."

"Okay." Xue Ling could only nod her head, and took care of the big steamed bun by the way.

Even simple white steamed buns are delicious as long as they are soft and soft. Now, with the addition of hot sauce, green vegetables, delicious soft-boiled eggs and sausages, the overall deliciousness has completely risen to several levels.

Because the combination of these ingredients is not a simple addition, but a feeling close to multiplication.

And when Xue Ling finished finishing her steamed buns, Huo Ying had already made the remaining three sandwich steamed buns, which were Sheng Junqian, Jiang Liuer and her own breakfast.

Just like Huo Ying said before.

She cooks breakfast.

"Can you make me another one?" Xue Ling couldn't help but said.

Because it was really delicious, and she saw that Huo Ying still had leftover ingredients.

"Okay." Huo Ying nodded.

……

……

This day's breakfast was served by these sandwich steamed buns. Not to mention Jiang Liuer, even Sheng Junqian, who had almost tasted all the delicacies of mountains and seas, was full of praise for this steamed bun.

And when she had eaten breakfast to fill her stomach, Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying. The girl in white still had a calm expression.

"Now, can you tell us what all this is all about?"

At this moment, the four of them were sitting together. Huo Ying looked at Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian, thought for a while and then nodded: "Okay."

As Huo Ying said this, her eyes looked a little far away.

"Taoist Qingyun and Monk Jiu came here for a prescription in my hand."

"This prescription uses a variety of precious medicinal materials, including Tianbu Lao, and has to go through special processing and boiling methods. The final product can not only treat many complicated diseases and injuries."

"The most important thing is that it can help martial arts practitioners break through the bottleneck and look forward to a higher realm of martial arts."

Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian had basically expected these words from Huo Yingsu's white lips.

Because they have already learned this information from various sources.

"Then what is this prescription called?" Xue Ling couldn't help asking.

Huo Ying looked at Xue Ling.

Poker face.

"Clean glazed formula."

(End of this chapter)