Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

Before dawn, the street was pitch black, so quiet that even a needle could be heard clearly when it fell on the ground. The sound of "creaking, creaking" wheels approached from far away, and stopped abruptly in the center of the market.

There was a strict curfew in the city. Several times, Zeyu and Chongyun were almost discovered by patrolling soldiers, and they were able to escape by covering up in the dark and casting small spells.

After struggling to move Cai Shanxue and the two handymen out of the car one by one, Zeyu was so nervous that his palms were sweating. This was the first time he did "bad things" here.

"What's next?"

"Hurry up and hide, there is only a quarter of an hour left."

Zeyu hugged Chongyun and hid in a corner, holding his breath and waiting for the five watch gong to strike. He rested his head on Chongyun's head, the soft down cushioned his chin very comfortably, and said in a muffled voice:

"You are not allowed to go back on what you promised me last night."

"understood."

Yesterday Zeyu told how she fell into the world one by one and asked him for help. It took Chongyun a long time to understand that the "person" in front of him was really a dragon.

But regarding the reason for Zeyu's possession, Chongyun still had some doubts, he always felt that the other party was hiding something.

"It's five o'clock!"

Shaking Chongyun's neck excitedly, Zeyu heard that the street gradually gained popularity, and someone shouted:

"My God! What a disgraceful thing! Throw me to death!"

Cai Shanxue and the two handymen were stripped naked, and their whole bodies were tied up like rice dumplings with hemp ropes. The critical parts were only covered with some rotten leaves, and they sat slumped on the ground with disheveled hair.

The faces of the three were messed up, painted with a turtle and colorful seasonings, the most conspicuous were the four big black characters on the chest:

"I'm a rascal!"

"Oh, isn't this the precious son of Chef Cai's family? Why is it so miserable?"

"I'm used to bullying people, have I been punished?"

More and more people gathered around to watch the excitement, blocking the street completely, and Zeyu couldn't see the expressions of the three people clearly even when he stood on tiptoe, but thinking that the three people should have woken up, the purpose of making them look ugly was also achieved , and planned to quietly leave with Chongyun in his arms.

"Step aside!"

A man with red eyes and a face as white as paper shouted loudly, and rudely pushed away the crowd, his pointing voice suddenly became quieter: If this is not Chef Cai, who is it?

"His Yintang has turned black, and his yang energy has dissipated. Be careful."

Chong Yun lowered his voice and tugged at Zeyu's sleeves. These people were all stained with unclean things.

Even without Chongyun's reminder, Zeyu could tell that Chef Cai's eyes were sunken and his cheeks were yellow, which was clearly supported by his breath.

"My son, who made you like this? Father will avenge you!"

"Father, save me!"

The tall and big Cai Shanxue cried with tears and snot running down his nose, and his face was covered with paint in pieces. The imposing seven-foot man buried his head in Chef Cai's arms and choked, like a baby who hadn't weaned himself.

"It's him, he still plans to run away, it's him who killed us!"

The two handymen had sharp eyes, and they saw Zeyu who was standing on the sidelines watching the excitement. They made gestures to push away the crowd and come forward to teach him a lesson, but they forgot about their embarrassing situation. With just one movement of their bodies, all the leaves that could have covered their vital organs fell away. Landing on the ground, it caused a burst of laughter.

"Shut up!"

Chef Cai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he slashed at Zeyu fiercely. He took off his robe and wrapped it around his son, signaling to the other two not to lose face.

Unfortunately, Cai Shan didn't understand his father's good intentions, so he grabbed Chef Cai's arm and cried loudly:

"Father, don't let him go. I took people to his house yesterday, and the crazy goose yelled at us as soon as we opened the door. He must have practiced sorcery, so he should be sent to the government to be burned to death!"

There was an uproar around, Zeyu couldn't help but chuckled in his heart, he still didn't say a word, this person explained everything.

"Shut up for me!"

He slapped Cai Shanxue, leaving five red palm prints. The big man who was crying just now seemed to be stupefied by the slap. He stared blankly at his father and stopped crying.

Veins popped out on Chef Cai's forehead, he shook his hands in disgust, grabbed Cai Shanxue's hair, and shouted to the other two handymen:

"let's go!"

"On the day of the teacher's banquet, they will definitely have a lot of tricks. You have to take the magic weapon I gave you with you."

One person and one bird returned to the hut, recalling what happened just now, Chongyun exhorted with concern.

"A magic weapon? That feather duster you're talking about? The sesame paste is ready, have some?"

Zeyu was not worried, and was busy with the work at hand. He ground the sesame powder yesterday, poured it into a pot, added water and boiled on high heat, stirred while cooking, and then added the fried glutinous rice flour to light yellow and mixed well, in order to increase the Sweet and sticky taste.

Although he can't overcome the shadow of the ghost for a while, but with his current spiritual power, there is really no need to take the mere little ghost into his eyes.

"It's kind of ugly."

Glancing at the pot, it was pitch black and sticky, Chong Yun muttered, his appetite has been spoiled by Ze Yu these days.

However, the sweet aroma of sesame came out, filling the whole hut, and making people drool.

"You taste it first, this one helps feathers grow."

Nodding the round bird's head with his fingers, Zeyu scooped up a bowl, put it near his mouth and blew it, and fed Chongyun a mouthful.

"Soft and smooth, sweet but not greasy."

Chongyun lowered his head, drank half a bowl in one gulp, and asked after complimenting:

"What dishes are you going to make for the teacher's banquet?"

Of course, what he really meant was: What's delicious that day?

"secret."

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, Zeyu glanced at the room, where there were a lot of picked bamboo strips placed by the wall, he was going to make a dish that no one in the city had ever tasted before.

"Isn't that a little exaggerated?"

"What is he trying to do?"

On the day of the graduation banquet, Zeyu found a small cart, put all the tools and ingredients on it, and pulled it all the way to the city, attracting many curious eyes along the way:

"Is he planning to make Sham Tseng Roast Goose?"

"It looks like that goose is quite fat, and the meat should be good."

When going out, Chongyun insisted on following, Zeyu had no choice but to put him in the car, and asked him to hide his breath, so as not to startle the snake.

"You are here, I was afraid that you would be scared and run away overnight."

One person and one bird came to Wenxiang Tower, and when they looked up, they saw Cai Shanxue in a bunt, arms folded, and a nasty smirk at the corner of his mouth.

"What are you talking about? After all, you have studied for five years. It is also a kind of courage to face yourself with nothing."

Hearing the sound outside the door, Chef Cai came out from inside with a smile on his face. It was rare for him to wear a good cotton and linen robe today, but he didn't look like a chef at all, but like a stingy nouveau riche.

"Why two stoves?"

Ignoring the ridicule from the father and son, Zeyu put down the cart, and at a glance, the stage looked like it was before, with two stoves built, the only difference was that there was no red cloth, but today he was the only one participating. .

"You probably hid for too long, and no one went to inform you. It's so pitiful."

The boss hypocritically raised his hand to pat Zeyu's shoulder, but was sideways avoided by the other party, his face froze immediately, and he said in a strange way:

"The rules have been changed this time. Not only do you have to satisfy the diners, but you have to beat your opponents to be considered qualified."

"If you are afraid, you don't have to participate, so as not to make a fool of yourself in public."

Cai Shanxue proudly raised one eyebrow and raised his head:

"By the way, don't be scared, your opponent is me."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to escape even if I want to. You see, he is poor and white. The clothes on his body may have been stolen. If he doesn't participate, he will have to pay his wages for several years."

Chef Cai was helping, squinting his eyes and staring fiercely at Zeyu.

"I don't care,"

If he hadn't been afraid that he was playing "Xie Zeyu", Zeyu would have wanted to use magic to burn down the shabby shop right away, ignoring the angry Cai family father and son, he intentionally put on a calm expression and asked:

"It's more refreshing to have an opponent to win, when will it start?"

"anytime."

The smile on the boss's face gradually disappeared, and he glanced at the Cai family father and son with gloomy eyes. The latter understood and immediately followed.

Worried that someone would tamper with his belongings, Zeyu left Chongyun in the car to take care of him, and moved all the things in the car to the stage by himself.

Several shop waiters and apprentice cooks in Wenxianglou just stood aside, watching with cold eyes, but no one wanted to step forward to help.

It's no wonder they, if anyone dared to help him today, he might have to pack up and get out of Wenxiang Building.

A basket was hung on the chest and back, and finally the cart was emptied. Zeyu wiped the sweat from his forehead, touched the smooth feathers on Chongyun's back, and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go."

While Zeyu was busy sweating profusely, Cai Shanxue had no intention of preparing, so he raised his legs and watched the show below: The boss and his father have arranged everything, this time we must take off Xie Zeyu's skin, so that He dare not dance again.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. If it doesn't work, I'll find a way."

Seeing that Ze Yu's smile was a bit stiff, Chong Yun gently rubbed his wings against his feet, comforting him.

"Well, I'm not afraid."

Hearing Chongyun's encouragement, Zeyu just let go of his uneasy heart. Even though he is not favored by everyone, as long as he has a voice to support him, that's enough.

After rectifying the ingredients and tools he had brought, Zeyu started to check the stove. He didn’t know if he didn’t look at it. The boss and Chef Cai really gave him a big “surprise”:

The bricks used to build the stove were crumbling, and they might collapse if pushed, not to mention the grass inside, half of the pile was damp, so it was impossible to light it without even thinking about it, and there was no stove fire. How should he cook?

Putting down the grass and standing up, Zeyu touched the cutting board on the table with his hand. There was obviously a big crack on it, and it might be broken in two with a knife.

Needless to say, the kitchen knife on the chopping board has not been sharpened for some time, and it is so blunt that it can only be used for smashing garlic.

Then he casually picked up a bottle of pepper powder for seasoning next to him, and he knew immediately after smelling it that it was “added” and the powder formed a disgusting lump, which was unappetizing to look at.

Finally, check the large frying pan that Wenxianglou provided for him. Not to mention the rust, the bottom is so thin that it will break if you knock it; Thank goodness.

There was a sneer on Xiuya's face, and Zeyu glanced at the audience with pale golden eyes, and said mockingly in his heart:

"Think you can stop me by using these indiscriminate means? Dreaming!"

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