Fairyland Food Column

In terms of eating, ten Yinglongs added up can't equal one Chengxi, but fortunately, Yinglong doesn't need to understand, as long as he stays by and waits to eat. Baoji stuffed it into Cheng Xi's arms.

"Beggar chicken was originally a cooking method thought up by beggars, which can perfectly retain the original taste of chicken." There was a small water pool nearby, and there were a few lotus flowers swaying in the pool. Babao Chicken walked to the pool and explained, "There is a saying that a good chicken is already delicious, and adding too many seasonings and spices will only cover up the simple and delicious chicken itself."

The three eyes looked up excitedly at the colorful eight-treasure chicken, and circled around Cheng Xi, did they grab the hem of Cheng Xi's clothes to make Cheng Xi notice it.

"Okay, there will be your share." Cheng Xi patted Sanmu's head to reassure him, grabbed the two feet of the eight-treasure chicken, stuffed it into the pool water, and washed it well. After this experience, he became a drowned chicken The Babao chicken had no strength left to struggle, it tilted its head and made a weak cooing sound.

Cheng Xi opened the wooden box. He didn't really want to use these seven kitchen knives. After all, it was because of these seven kitchen knives that he arrived in the fairyland. I couldn't find a better substitute, so I could only pull out the green silk knife as thin as a cicada's wing, and cut the Babao Chicken's throat without shaking.

The three eyes were startled by this scene, their fluffy tails stood up, and their round eyes stared at the bloody Babao chicken. Although it was a wolf cub, it was born to search for heavenly treasures without going there. It was the first time I saw blood when I hunted it myself, not only did it not arouse its bloodiness, but it frightened it.

"Look at your talent." Cheng Xi couldn't help laughing when he saw the frightened look on Sanmu's face, "It's a good thing you're still a wolf."

Sanmu could also understand that he was being ridiculed by his master, so he braved up and got closer, tried to sniff the bright red blood on the ground, but he couldn't stand the smell and ran away crawling away.

Cheng Xi was so teased by the three eyes that his stomach ached a little. After laughing enough, he shook off the blood dripping on his hands and picked up the eight-treasure chicken that had been drained of blood. Internal organs, after the black silk knife took out the internal organs very quickly, the skin and flesh quickly joined together. If the belly had not collapsed, it would not be obvious that it had been disemboweled. The right lotus was wrapped in lotus leaves and the petals were stuffed in, which restored the Babao chicken to its original state.Cheng Xi looked at the intact Babao chicken, thought for a while, and smashed the large bones of the Babao chicken with the back of a knife, so that the taste of the chicken itself could be released better.

The water in this small pool is not deep. Cheng Xi put the chicken on the bank, bent down to fish in the pool for a while, and sure enough, he picked up a handful of mud. He didn't dislike the dirt on the chicken.

Ying Long, who was standing aside, watched Cheng Xi's movements, and finally couldn't help asking: "Is this okay?" Ying Long didn't know how to cook, but he also knew that silt should not be eaten.

Cheng Xi said while smearing mud on the eight-treasure chicken: "In this way, all the aroma of the chicken will be stuffed inside."

Ying Long watched Cheng Xi wipe the colorful eight-treasure chicken into a lump, and wondered how to eat it, and what to say if it was hard to swallow, so as not to make Cheng Xi sad, but no matter how unpalatable it was, it was just a piece of cake. A spirit, should be able to eat.

Cheng Xi didn't expect that Ying Long's heart was so rich, he asked the sleepy-faced Sanmu to pick up a pile of dead branches and leaves, and piled them all on top of the mud bump, wanting to pat Sanmu's head to make it ignite , Seeing that his hands were full of mud, he had no choice but to give up, and said to Sanmu: "Sanmu, let's light the fire."

The three-eyed man who had just been startled lazily shook his tail, opened his mouth to spit out a little spark, and a pile of dead branches and leaves immediately burned.

When Cheng Xi washed his hands and came back, he saw that the young man in Rong Qinshan who had closed his eyes and rested his mind had turned into a young man with red lips and white teeth, looking curiously at the burning fire.

"What are you doing?" Rong Qinshan didn't dare to talk to Ying Long, and asked when he saw Cheng Xi came back, "I saw that you haven't come back for a long time, I have to hurry to Xuefeng City, in case I miss it What about the banquet?"

"Sanmu caught an eight-treasure chicken, and it's not convenient to carry it on the road, so it's better to eat it on the spot." Cheng Xi took a thick wooden stick and stirred the fire to make the fire burn hotter. It will be ready soon."

Rong Qinshan had also heard about the reputation of Babao chicken, but he had never seen it before. He stared at the fire with rounded eyes: "You, how do you deal with Babao chicken?"

"Then how should we deal with it?" Cheng Xi asked back. The temperature of the fire sprayed out by the three eyes was extremely high, and the mud inside the fire had become a little solid. The mud lump pushed in again.

"Of course it is to use a high-quality elixir stove, supplemented by various heavenly spiritual treasures, to refine the eight-treasure chicken into a furnace of elixir." Rong Qinshan replied, almost annoyed, "You are not wasting Did you get the aura from the Babao Chicken?"

"Where did you get the alchemy stove now?" Cheng Xi spread his hands and said, "Clear stew has the benefits of clear stew, braised in soy sauce has the benefits of braised braised, and this chicken also has its benefits, you just wait and eat it."

Rong Qinshan, who had nothing to say to Cheng Xi, sat aside angrily, and almost sat on Sanmu's tail, and was chased all the way by Sanmu.

Cheng Xi tapped the mud lumps on the fire with a stick again, and only after he was able to knock off some dry and cracked soil did he hook the mud lumps out of the fire and put them aside. Cheng Xi didn't dare to touch them directly with his hands and could only rely on them. The stick broke the clods of mud outside.

The moment the lump of mud shattered and fell off, there was an indescribable fragrance from the lump of mud, and even Ying Long couldn't help staring at how the eight-treasure chicken wrapped in the lump of mud was doing.

Under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, the Babao chicken finally revealed its true colors. The original colorful feathers fell off along with the mud, revealing a slightly burnt skin.

"I'll taste it first." As a chef, Cheng Xi is always the first to taste the freshly made dishes, not only for the taste of the dishes, but also because he is afraid that after a while, he won't be able to eat much. , Cheng Xi pulled out a small and convenient hibiscus knife, and scratched a line on the surface of the eight-treasure chicken. After the burnt yellow skin was cut, the fragrance became more intense, and the cut seemed to flow out oil.

Cheng Xi swallowed, and couldn't wait to cut off a piece of chicken and handed it to his mouth. The chicken was a little hot, and when the tip of his tongue touched the chicken, he felt numb, followed by an extremely delicious taste.Cheng Xi didn't add any condiments to the eight-treasure chicken. At most, he stuffed some lotus leaves into it. The chicken itself has a kind of umami taste, which is often seasoned in dishes made with chicken. Covered with ingredients, only this beggar chicken can bring out this taste.Cheng Xi took a bite. The outermost skin was crispy and the chicken inside was tender. When he bit into it, the gravy seemed to melt between his lips and teeth. There was a lotus fragrance in the aftertaste. Even the scalded tongue felt no pain. A mouthful of deliciousness.

"Oh——" Cheng Xi sighed, "It's really delicious."

At first, I was a little afraid that the three eyes of the eight-treasure chicken would be attracted by the fragrance, but I had long forgotten the previous fear and wanted to take a bite.

"Yinglong, try it." Cheng Xi took the lead in cutting off a piece of chicken leg and handed it to Yinglong.

Ying Long took the chicken leg and didn't know what to do with it. The food made by Cheng Xi was generally exquisite, and he had never eaten it so rudely.

Seeing Ying Long holding the chicken leg, Cheng Xi pinched Ying Long's wrist and fed it to him, looking at him expectantly: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Before entering the mouth, Yinglong felt that the food wrapped in the dirty mud must be bad, but he did not expect the taste to be so delicious after eating. He nodded and said: "The food made by Axi It must be delicious."

Cheng Xi said without embarrassment at all: "Of course, Sanmu, don't worry, I'll cut a piece for you."

Sanmu, whose eyes were green, almost pounced on to bite the eight-treasure chicken. Cheng Xi hurriedly stopped him, cut off the other plump thigh, and handed it to Sanmu. Sanmu didn't remember the strange death The miserable eight-treasure chicken, lying on the chicken leg, gnawed happily.

Rong Qinshan, who never knew that Babao chicken could do this, watched them eat, endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and looked at Cheng Xi eagerly.

Being looked at by such a handsome young man, Cheng Xi was too embarrassed not to give it to him, so he had to greet him to eat this small eight-treasure chicken together.

While they were feasting, a little boy ran past anxiously. She was carrying a sword taller than her. It seemed that she was having a hard time walking. Cheng Xi gave her an extra look because of the sword.

The little boy looked left and right, circled around several times, and finally ran to Cheng Xi. After running around for a while, her round face turned red, and she asked in a crying voice, "Did you see a colorful chicken? "

When Cheng Xi heard it sound familiar, he thought of the eight-treasure chicken in his hand, so he didn't admit it immediately, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My master asked me to give Babao chicken to the city lord of Xuefeng City as a congratulatory gift, but I didn't expect that Babao chicken broke the formation and ran away on the way." The child was almost crying, not knowing what to do, "My master must scold me gone."

Cheng Xi quietly hid the half-eaten chicken wings in his hand, and asked tentatively, "What if I can't find them?"

"If I can't find it, I can't find it..." The little boy rubbed his eyes and cried, "I don't know, the master will definitely be angry!"