Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

"What do you mean?"

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and the sleepiness in Zeyu's clear golden pupils did not fade away. After thinking for a while, he asked:

"What's wrong? I feel that my spiritual power has improved a lot, but after returning to my body, my hands and feet are a little out of control, and my waist is sore and my shoulders are weak."

At this moment, Chong Yun looked as calm as before, but there were two villains in his mind who were constantly scolding each other.

One is him, who is an immortal, he is so angry that he reprimands the other himself loudly:

"In order to deceive people to double cultivate with you, you don't even want to face it. You still call yourself an ancient spirit beast in vain!"

The other is the one who hasn’t met a tempted person for more than 700 years, the old house is on fire, and he just wants to swallow Zeyu alive immediately:

"He is so simple, what if he is kidnapped! Anyway, he has already cultivated, so he should just keep practicing!"

At the end of this duel, the violent latter pushed the former face down on the ground in one fell swoop, and he heard himself say:

"Maybe it's the first time I try it, and I'm not used to it. I'll just be with you in the future."

"really?"

The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, Zeyu frowned, and wanted to say "You are so kind", but suddenly remembered the words Chongyun said before going to bed, his face changed, he pretended to be angry and glared at him, angrily said:

"Don't think that the matter of lying to me is over like this, no! Also, what do you mean by what you said before, not only lying to me, but also having any bad ideas?"

It's a pity that his voice was soft and his upper body was still leaning beside Chongyun, not only did he have no deterrent effect at all, but in the eyes of Chongyun with ulterior motives, it was even more delicious.

"Not a bad idea."

Chong Yun was slapped by the villain in his heart called "Jie Cao", raised his hand and gently smoothed Li Zeyu's slightly messy temple hair, and replied without changing his face:

"At that time, I thought you were a mortal. If you spoke casually, what would you do if you were cooked and eaten like that stupid pig outside?"

The white pig basking in the sun in the yard: Ah? ? ?

"puff,"

Zeyu lowered his head and laughed out loud, with two dimples on his face, blinking and forgetting about the incident by the stream, putting away the brocade box, his ears turned red:

"Try again in two days, I was too tired last night, I need to rest for a while. You go behind the screen first, I want to change."

"it is good."

Barely suppressing the animal nature in his body, Chongyun convinced himself like this: It's okay, people are in my hands, and there is plenty of time.

"Mo Hui's birthday, what should we give?"

Ask Xiaoyue to serve breakfast, Zeyu has a sip of porridge to warm himself up, and asks Chongyun next to him.

"Anything you want, I'm not familiar with them."

Absently replied, Chongyun was thinking about how to coax Zeyu to practice dual cultivation with him more, preferably once a day, of course, it would be better if it could be several times a day, the more the better.

"Xiaoyue, help me prepare these things."

Cursing her lips, Zeyu ate and drank silently, stopped looking at Chongyun, drew a blueprint, and handed it to Xiaoyue to Zhang Luo.

"Wow, it's so big, what are you going to do?"

After tossing and turning, unable to tell the difference between up and down, Xiaoyue tilted her head, only understanding the size and material on the picture.

Zeyu smiled mysteriously: "You can look for it, and you will know when you make it."

The two arrived at the courtyard where Chi Yu and Mo Hui lived as promised. It is just an ordinary house in the eyes of ordinary people, but Chong Yun and Ze Yu can see that there are small stones of various colors on the roof, and a few stones are stuffed in the gaps. Bright red feathers.

"What is that? Speaking of which, these days, you also made our roof like that. Is it a unique habit of you bird fairy?"

Pointing to the eaves decorated with indescribable details, Zeyu seemed to have solved a doubt: it turns out that bird fairies like such nondescript things.

"Yes, does my pile look better than his? More colorful?"

Standing up proudly, Chongyun dismissed the bird's nest in front of him. The more colorful the color, the more he can seduce his partner's mind. At the same time, it is also to declare his sovereignty. The nest he made is much more beautiful than Akabane.

"Yeah." Not knowing what to say, Zeyu changed the topic: "Go in."

"Is this 櫰木果?"

Before Mo Hui came back, Chi Yu took the two of them to the kitchen, and Ze Yu immediately recognized the fairy fruit on the stove.

"Yes, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I picked a lot of them. You guys should do your work first."

As soon as the voice fell, Akabane's figure disappeared immediately, leaving the two of them alone.

"Where do you go to pick these fairy fruits? Isn't it very far from the mortal world to the demon world?"

Surprised, Zeyu cut open a 櫰木果 fruit and took a bite, it was very fresh, it must have been picked not long ago.

"I have to find a way to ask him another day."

Chong Yun was also puzzled. He didn't need to eat these things very much before, but they should help Zeyu a lot, so he should find a way to get some.

After trying the taste of 櫰木果, Zeyu sent Chongyun to buy fine ribs. This kind of pork ribs has less fat and less greasy meat, and is most suitable for stewing.

In order to force out the blood stains and fishy smell in the bones, after the pork bones are washed and chopped into pieces, they must be soaked in boiling water to remove the blood foam, so that the soup will be pure in color and only rich in meat aroma.

Then, Zeyu set up a large earthenware pot in the courtyard, poured marinated bones, ginger, rice wine, and peanuts into boiling water, and stewed for two hours until the bones were boiled.

Then put the peeled 櫰木果 into the soup, boil it for about a quarter of an hour, and add a little seasoning to taste after it is fully flavored.

The soup was almost ready, Xiaoyue got a message from Zeyu, sent the mold that she had ordered to prepare to the door, and ran away: there were all beasts inside, and she would be caught making snacks when she stepped in.

"What is this for?"

Chong Yun couldn't stop looking at the round mold that was as tall as a person in the courtyard, and Chong Yun was very curious, what good thing is he going to do?

"This is a congratulatory gift for Mo Hui, come out for me, or I will stew you too."

Pulling Chongyun out of the mold, Zeyu was angry and funny: a seven-hundred-year-old bird is like a seven-year-old child.

Just as Zeyu was finished here, on the other side of the city, Chiyu saw the signal given by Chongyun from a distance, picked up Mo Hui and flew home without saying a word.

"What is this for? Put me down! What does it smell like?"

The wind was whistling all the way, and Mo Hui didn't have the slightest temper towards this frizzy Taoist companion. He finally touched the ground with his feet, and immediately smelled the fragrance coming from the house.

"Did he invite you here? And he made so many things? Why are you so polite, really..."

Mo Hui glanced at Chi Yu who was peeking at him from the side, Mo Hui couldn't help smiling while exchanging greetings, and hurriedly called Chong Yun and Ze Yu to sit down at the table.

"Is this 櫰木果?"

After taking a sip of the soup, Mo Hui was amazed. For the first time, he knew that the fairy fruit could still do this:

"The flesh is sweet and juicy, and the pork is so soft that it melts in your mouth. We only ate it raw before. It's really wasteful."

"Where, it's just some mortal tricks, not worth mentioning."

Lowering her head modestly, Zeyu replied like this, but couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and said again:

"Next there is a little dessert, I'm showing my ugliness."

He gave Chongyun a wink, and the latter brought a giant birthday peach from outside. Chiyu and Mo Hui were both dumbfounded.

This longevity peach is more than eight feet high and about ten feet wide. The bottom is decorated with emerald green 櫰树 leaves, which faintly exude a pleasant fragrance of grass and trees; the large snow-white and soft peaches are sprinkled with cherry pollen, which is rosy in white and pleasing to the eye. ; and the peach mouth is slightly raised playfully, dyed with a touch of vermilion, which makes it look more festive.

"Not bad."

Mo Hui clapped his hands in praise, and in the next second, he turned into his original form and opened his mouth to bite Da Tao.

"These two people, their personalities are really made in heaven."

At this time, Chongyun and Zeyu had exactly the same thoughts, and Mo Hui's eyes, which Akabane glimpsed inadvertently, were fanatical and focused, and the only one in the crimson pupils was the happy Taoist couple.

"Disgusting", Chong Yun turned his head away, his hairs stood on end.

"They have such a good relationship," Zeyu envied secretly.

"Is there anything else in there?"

This time not only Mo Hui, Chi Yu was also shocked when he saw the universe inside Tao:

It turns out that after biting off the skin of the big longevity peach, there are countless small longevity peaches wrapped inside, each of which is small and delicate, and even the fillings are different.

"How is this done?"

Mo Hui twisted out a small birthday peach in surprise, swallowed it into his mouth, and couldn't wait to grab two, and fed one of them into Akabane's mouth.

"As long as you like it, it's not difficult. Just steam the big peaches outside first, then put the small peaches in, seal the joints with batter, and finally sprinkle some rose powder for decoration. The fillings for the small peaches are made of various kinds of mountain Jane or lotus seed paste, so that if you eat too much of a single ingredient, it will be sweet and greasy, and the taste is just right.”

It's easy to say, but in fact, from kneading the noodles to cooking the heat, Zeyu has calculated exactly the same, in order to strive for the perfect taste in every bite.

"This is a thank you gift from both of us. Mo Hui is very happy this time. Next time, I will ask Brother Chef to help you."

When parting, Akabane handed a basket of 櫰木果 to Chongyun, winked at him, and muttered in a bird language that only the two of them could understand:

"Eat one before double cultivation, you know."

His eyelids twitched imperceptibly, and Chong Yun looked at Akabane with admiration for the first time: You are a smart kid.

"What were you two talking about?"

On the way home, the two held hands naturally, and Zeyu casually asked Chongyun beside him.

"It's nothing, he said that he will spend three days and three nights with Mo Hui, so don't bother us."

After finishing speaking, Chong Yun pinched Ze Yu's hand, peeking at the look on his face, and sure enough, he was flushed with shame, which made Chong Yun's heart rush out of his chest to bully him.

"I'm tired."

His face was so hot that it was burning, Zeyu didn't know what he was shy about, so he averted his eyes and dared not look at Chongyun, and forced to change the subject.

Xiaojiao is so cute, and it’s mine alone—couldn’t hide the smugness on the corner of his mouth, Chongyun took advantage of the victory to pursue:

"Then shall I bathe and cleanse you?"

"do not want!"

Even the tips of his ears were stained with intoxicating bright red, Zeyu opened his watery golden eyes, and closed the wooden door with a "bang" in front of Chongyun. Amidst the beating of his heart, he seemed to hear a very soft sound outside the door. low smile.

"hateful."

With a grunt, Zeyu soaked himself in the bucket. The warm water not only did not relieve the burning on his face, but it tended to intensify.

"But why should I be shy? He's just a stupid bird."

Gurgling and spitting out a few blisters at the bottom of the water, Zeyu's mind was in a mess. When the water gradually cooled down, he changed his clothes and planned to go back to his room to rest.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Chong Yun, who was sitting in the room, raised his eyes slightly, and the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head in an instant:

Zeyu's black long hair was still dripping with water, and her porcelain-like face was covered with light powder, which ran down her slender neck like a piece of flawless embellished jade, which made people imagine.

"I'll dry your hair for you, or you won't be comfortable sleeping."

Hearing that his voice was slightly hoarse, and seeing Zeyu nodding his head in agreement, Chongyun found a handkerchief, stood behind him, and gently wiped it with warm palms.

Zeyu's hair is soft and smooth, like a long black hair. Chongyun let the hair slip through his fingers, and his fingertips touched his cheek as tender as a baby from time to time. A thought grew wildly in his heart: I really want to Look, the owner of this long hair is powerlessly resting on his arm.

The author has something to say:

Zeyu: Beast!

Chong Yun: I was originally...

Note: "Shan Hai Jing · Xi Shan Jing" has a tree Yan, its shape is like a begonia, and the members of the leaves are red and real, as big as a papaya, the name is 櫰木, and it eats a lot.