Fairyland Food Column

Zhu Qingpei was originally one of the most promising disciples of the Wangshan Sect. She was pretty and qualified. After a few more years of training in the outer sect, she would be accepted as a disciple by a big shot. But a few months ago, she failed to complete the mission of the sect and lost He bought the precious drift ice green fruit and was fined to guard Xiaolan Mountain for ten years.

"When will you be tall these days?" Zhu Qingpei leaned on a spiritual tree, looking bored at the same scenery.

Xiaolan Mountain has enough aura, but there is no one in it except Zhu Qingpei. To cultivate an immortal is to endure loneliness, but now Zhu Qingpei has reached the bottleneck of cultivation, no amount of aura is useless to her, only Only by going out to practice can you break through the bottleneck.

"Ten years are still nine years and eight months away." Zhu Qingpei counted the days with her fingers, when she suddenly saw a corner of her clothes flashing through the trees out of the corner of her eyes.

Zhu Qingpei didn't startle the snake, and followed up quietly with hidden aura. Recently, there was no news that the same family entered the Xiaolan Mountain Realm, so this person must have sneaked into the Xiaolan Mountain Realm. As long as this person is caught, the merits can be paid off Leaving Xiaolan Mountain as soon as possible.

"Where did the house come from?" In order not to be discovered by the people in front, Zhu Qingpei stayed far behind and followed to a green house. During this period of time, she had a clear understanding of everything in Xiaolan Mountain. One, there was no such house when I passed here last time.

Zhu Qingpei watched the man walk into the room, hesitated and decided to see what the man was going to do.

Waiting and waiting, there was a tempting fragrance in the room.

Zhu Qingpei swallowed her saliva, she had never smelled such a fragrance, it was even more alluring than the fragrance of pills emitted by alchemists when they opened the furnace.

What the hell is he doing?

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Cheng Yuzhen said that Ying Long would be back soon, and asked Cheng Xi to cook something delicious.

Although Cheng Xi knew that it was Cheng Yuzhen who wanted to eat it, she went out early in the morning to look for ingredients. After wandering around twice, she only found a pear tree.

The pear tree is not high, and Cheng Xi can just reach out and pick a pear hanging above his head.

The pear is about the size of a palm, and its color is pale yellow, covered with a few black spots, which affects the appearance a bit, but Cheng Xi knows that pears with black spots on them are really sweet, so you don’t need to put them under your nose You can smell a sweetness.

"Go back and make a stewed pear with rock sugar." Cheng Xi looked up at the pears hanging on the branches. Cheng Yuzhen's taste was as sweet as his, and he was the first to think of this time-consuming and sweet dessert.

Cheng Xi was afraid that people would find out that there were few pears on the pear tree, so he didn't pick too many. He picked only three pears and walked back the way he came, without noticing that anyone was following him.

"What do you want to eat today?" Cheng Yuzhen ran to the door and asked beside Cheng Xi. After thousands of years of living a life of asceticism, she finally had a life more interesting than cultivation. Naturally, she wanted to taste all the delicacies.

Otherwise, there was Ying Long beside Cheng Xi, and Cheng Yuzhen had already thought of using a contract to tie Cheng Xi to her side.

Cheng Xi inexplicably felt a little cold, rubbed his arms, took out three large pears from the storage bag and put them on the chopping board.

"Wanli?" Cheng Yuzhen recognized what it was at a glance. Wanli is usually used as the main medicinal material for alchemy, but it can also be made into food.But thinking about it the other way around, no matter whether it is used for alchemy or cooking, the final result is to enter the mouth, but there is no difference.

"Wanli? The name is quite vivid, and it really is as big as a bowl." Cheng Xi, who had misheard, compared the pear and the bowl, and the pear was even bigger than the bowl.

"Besides Wanli, you brought something else back." Cheng Yuzhen glanced out the window.

"What?" Cheng Xi, who was carefully pitting Wanli, did not hear what Cheng Yuzhen said.

Cheng Yuzhen walked to the door and said nothing, letting Cheng Xi feel at ease to cook.

Cheng Xi cut off an oval cover from the handle of the pear with a small hibiscus knife and put it aside, then inserted it into the snow-white pear flesh, held the handle and turned it lightly, the pear core and the sour flesh around it were taken out When it came out, a container containing rock sugar appeared in the middle of the bowl-sized pear.

When he pulled out the Hibiscus Knife, there was still juice, and a drop of it landed on the corner of Cheng Xi's mouth. He subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it. A sweetness was conveyed from the tip of the tongue to the taste buds, and his mouth was full of pears. smell.

Cheng Xi peeled off a small piece of snow-white pear flesh, and when his teeth closed, the crispy pear flesh was bitten into two pieces. The sound seemed to be heard far away. Cheng Xi closed his lips and tried to lower the sound in his mouth before tasting it silently. .

The pear flesh of Wanli has no dregs when biting, it is crisp and sweet, and it does not have the rustling taste of ordinary pears at all. It melts into the mouth and turns into a clear spring flowing into the throat.

Cheng Xi let out a sigh of satisfaction. The taste of pears is not bad to eat directly this evening, but it is better to deal with the things in the fairy world. The scene of coma after eating turtle meat last time is still vivid in his memory. Now there is no Yinglong to help him cross Too much excess aura.

Cheng Xi swiftly drew a few marks on the pear flesh, so that it would be more delicious when steamed in a pot, and it would be easier to remove the pulp when eating. After processing the late pears one by one, Cheng Xi filled the middle of the pears with sugar crystals With the cut-out cover on the hole, the late pear looks exactly the same as if it hadn't been treated.

Finally, put the processed late pears into the pot and steam them. The steaming time does not need to be too long. You can take them out after the sugar crystals in the pears have melted.

The color of the steamed late pear changed a little, the pale yellow skin became darker, and when the lid was opened, the white flesh turned slightly yellow.

Cheng Xi made three stewed pears with rock sugar. He and Cheng Yuzhen each had one. Originally, there was a third eye, but it escaped to play a long time ago and has not come back yet.

"How to eat it?" Cheng Yuzhen looked at Cheng Xi curiously, and almost took a bite.

"Be careful it's hot." Cheng Xi hurriedly stopped him, took out a spoon as a demonstration, dug out a piece of fruit pulp, put it in the middle of the sugar juice, shook it, and then put it in his mouth.

The taste of stewed pears is different from that of fresh pears. Through the heating of the flame, all the flavors inside the pears are stimulated, and the sweetness mixed with sugar makes it three points sweeter than eating it directly.The pear meat is no longer crispy to bite, but soft and sticky, but the original taste of the pear is preserved, but a little sweetness is mixed in. Cheng Xi can't tell which way is more delicious.

While Cheng Xi was eating deliciously, a man came out from the bushes, pointed at Cheng Xi and said angrily, "You actually stole my late pear!"

It was Zhu Qingpei who came out. She looked aside for a while and finally saw what Cheng Xi was eating. Everywhere was punished to guard the Xiaolan mountain because of a few drift ice green fruits, and now Wanli threw a few more. The next step is not to stay in Xiaolan Mountain for another ten years.

"This girl..." Cheng Xi froze for a moment. This night, Li really had her own choice. He was the one who made the mistake first, and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, why don't we have some food together?"

Zhu Qingpei thought a lot about how he would answer, but never expected that he would invite her to eat this stolen spiritual fruit together.

"No...you're trying to drag me into the water..." Zhu Qingpei refused with difficulty. She couldn't resist the scent while thinking that she couldn't get along with this person.

Cheng Xi directly handed Wanli to Zhu Qingpei, afraid that she would not want it.

Zhu Qingpei swallowed her saliva, stretched out her arm involuntarily to catch the Wanli, as if she was asking Cheng Xi, and also herself: "There are so many Wanli, no one will notice if there are fewer people, right?"