Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

The night was filled with mist, the sea was rough, and the sound of waves hitting the rocks could be heard endlessly.

A translucent blue dragon stumbled through the clouds, his body was as limp as satin, thinking he could hide in the clouds for a rest.

Tens of thousands of silver threads flowed from the bright moon in the sky, instantly illuminating the thick clouds like daytime. These silver threads seemed to be alive, trapping the small dragons inhabiting the clouds until the silver light turned into the wings of white birds.

The whole body of this white bird is pure white, and its feathers emit bright silver light. It is reckless and bold, wrapping up the little Jiao and doing a somersault in the air. Two beams of light, one blue and one white, fell straight into the sea, stirring up layers of waves.

Water splashed and splashed, and the two blue and white figures set off huge waves one after another on the sea surface, surging and surging in circles, swinging into the distance, stretching endlessly.

The sea was dancing, following the ups and downs of the two shadows in the sea, it tried its best to make a roar that shook the sky.

Several times, the little jiao barely managed to jump out of the water, but it was a pity that they were all swept back into the sea by the arrogant white birds. In the end, even the two small horns did not enter the water, and there was no splash.

Xiaojiao's pair of pupils gradually changed from dazzling pure gold to light gold with mist, and her bright green tail wavered weakly with the waves.

The cyan figure was tightly restrained, and the momentum of the white bird taming its prey was like charging into battle, or like a galloping horse.

From time to time, there was a high-pitched bird song mixed with a low dragon chant in the sea, and the two seemed to be singing in harmony, which was pleasant to the ear.

In the end, the two rays of light, one blue and one white, became more and more entwined, and even created clusters of vortices in the sea until they merged into one.

"I will never listen to your nonsense again!"

With her face lying on the pillow, the tears in the corners of Zeyu's eyes were still wet, and her shoulders trembled slightly due to lack of strength.

Any talk of restraint is a lie!

"What should I say? You haven't practiced much, have you? I'm the one leading you."

Chong Yun sat down next to Ze Yu and licked his lips, wanting to help him rub his shoulders, but was immediately slapped away.

"Go away, you must be teasing me, I don't want to practice anymore!"

"How does this work?"

As soon as his face changed, Chongyun flattered and turned back into a bird shape, and got next to Zeyu:

"Hey, I'll use you as a pillow or as a quilt. Don't you feel that you are full of spiritual energy? This means that you are both, no, 'tempering' is very useful. If you continue to practice like this, you will surely make great progress every day."

"But my whole body is about to fall apart, especially my waist, which seems to be broken."

Even talking was weak, Zeyu really couldn't figure out why the primordial spirit would be so exhausted after returning to the body after the agreed practice.

"I'm going to peel some 櫰木果 for you, it will feel better after eating, and I'll give you a hammer later."

He brought a small fruit and fed it to Zeyu's mouth. Chongyun also helped him massage the sore parts of his body, showing great care.

After eating and barely regaining some physical strength, Zeyu leaned in Chongyun's arms and said with lingering fear:

"In the future, we should only practice once every two days. I really can't bear it. Maybe this is the reason why my parents let me use this magic weapon alone."

"It's okay, when your spiritual power is high, you can practice seven or eight times a day without any problem."

After tidying up Zeyu's scattered hair, Chongyun secretly thought about when he could not use the magic weapon and directly practice double cultivation.

His back trembled, Zeyu grabbed Chongyun's sleeve with one hand, his golden eyes shone brightly, and begged:

"No, I don't want to practice anymore."

Seeing his appearance, Chong Yunyue started to bully him, brushed his fingers over his chin, and said with a slight smile:

"Don't you want to transform into a dragon? This is the most effective way, let's rest first."

After coaxing Zeyu to sleep, Chongyun took a closer look and found a slight change in Xiaojiao's body:

His spiritual power has improved a lot, and it probably won't take long for him to break through his original cultivation.

Chong Yun brushed Ze Yu's face with his fingertips, and raised the corners of his mouth:

It is good to have both the soul and the soul, but if the body is not combined, I always feel that something is missing.

Since the end of this practice, Zeyu had to lie down for a full day and night to recuperate. During this period, Chongyun worked hard and made him feel less angry.

So today, while Zeyu was busy in the kitchen, Chongyun quietly approached him from behind, wrapped his arms around his waist, rested his chin on his shoulder, and said softly:

"Tonight, you can continue to practice, right?"

"No, no, I want to..."

Before Zeyu finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of voices outside the courtyard, and the white guard dog barked angrily.

"Go out and see."

Chongyun pulled Zeyu up, and as soon as he stepped out the door, he saw the owner of Xianglou with a dozen or so waiters blocking the gate.

Seeing the two people appear, the boss raised his waist and pointed at them and cursed:

"What a Xie Zeyu, you dare to lead someone to steal my fox! Just hand over the fox!"

It is not suitable for the public to be cruel to ordinary people, Chong Yun frowned, suppressed his anger, and asked:

"Where's the evidence?"

"My ears are the evidence, and you are his accomplice!"

Pointing at Chongyun with one finger, the boss spoke plausibly, with a greedy gleam in his eyes:

"I heard Xie Zeyu call your name that day. What is your name? He has been a handyman here for five years. I can't mistake his voice."

His face froze, Zeyu didn't expect that what he blurted out in a hurry would inadvertently cause such a big trouble.

Squeezing Zeyu's palm, Chongyun sneered and asked the boss, "So what if you admit it wrong?"

"Impossible, I heard it too, it's Xie Zeyu's voice!"

Behind the boss, a skinny and black waiter casually agreed, squinting at Chongyun's back, and said sarcastically:

"Two big men are so close together in broad daylight. I have never heard that Xie Zeyu has ever made a pact with someone. You two must be adulterers, right? Ah!"

Before Xiaoer finished speaking, a large blood bubble appeared on the corner of his lips for no reason, which was extremely seeping.

"Keep your mouth clean, otherwise you won't be able to speak in the future."

Chong Yun's eyes were cold and murderous, and he shot at the boss like an arrow:

"Unfortunately, on the day you lost the fox, the two of us were guests at the magistrate's place. If you don't believe me, you can go and verify it yourself. If you dare to break in without authorization, don't blame me for being rude."

He whistled, and the white dog in the yard brought a big knife out of nowhere, and the dangling white blade shocked the boss back two steps.

"What do you want to do? In broad daylight, don't use knives or guns."

The voice was unconsciously weak, and the boss pushed the waiter next to him as if venting his anger, but no one was willing to go, so he could only leave a sentence in frustration:

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you if you move out of the magistrate, just wait and see!"

After finally waiting for the faultfinder to leave, Zeyu saw Chongyun transform into his original form and follow the boss and his party.

Zeyu hurried to catch up a few steps: "What are you going to do?"

Chong Yun turned his head and shouted: "You wait here, I will go back as soon as I go."

Helpless, Zeyu had no choice but to go back to the house, just in time to run into Xiaoyue who was taken out for a walk by the white pig.

"Was it from Wenxianglou just now? Are they going to arrest me?"

In the past two days, Xiaoyue's trauma has healed and she can speak, but she hasn't changed into a human yet.

Zeyu comforted, "I'm here to find trouble, don't worry, take care of your wounds."

"It's because I'm too weak, I was almost eaten without even seeing my captors."

The ears droop listlessly, Xiaoyue is lying on the white pig, and the whole fox is sick.

Rubbing Xiaoyue's tail, Zeyu was at a loss as to how to find out who was behind the scenes, so he had to protect her first.

Back in the kitchen, Zeyu picked out red dates, wolfberry, codonopsis, angelica, and astragalus, washed them separately, and soaked them in water.

Xiaoyue recovered from a serious illness and used medicinal food to replenish qi and blood. Among them, the most tonic is black-bone chicken.

Just as he was cutting the black-bone chicken into pieces, putting it into the pot with shredded ginger, and boiling it in cold water, a familiar voice sounded from behind:

"This is to force the blood and remove the fishy smell, right?"

Looking back in disbelief, Zeyu could barely hold the spoon in his hand, and said pleasantly, "Xie Zeyu!"

Compared with the last time we met, Xie Zeyu's soul was much more substantial, and it was no longer translucent that would disperse at any time.

"This house is suitable for nourishing Qi. I have recovered quite well here, and I have to thank you for all of this."

In order to express his heartfelt thanks, Xie Zeyu solemnly saluted him, and inadvertently asked:

"Have you been practicing frequently recently?"

Unexpectedly, the other party would ask this, Zeyu blushed, and deliberately changed the topic:

"Well, you haven't told me why I came here."

"It's a long story, and I need time to figure out what's going on."

Xie Zeyu shook his head, his face was full of confusion, and said:

"Although this body is useful, it is made of willow branches after all. You should pay attention when you practice..."

"Xie Zeyu!"

Zeyu didn't have time to reach out to touch it, and that soul disappeared like last time.

"Every time."

The difference is that Zeyu is no longer panicked like last time. He is sure that Xie Zeyu's reappearance must be a good sign.

Gathering his mind, he returned to the stove, took out the shredded ginger from the chicken nuggets, poured the soaked herbs into the pot, covered the pot and boiled for a quarter of an hour before seasoning and drinking.

"It smells so good, did you make it for me?"

Just as Zeyu asked the white pig to bring chicken soup to Xiaoyue, Chongyun flapped his wings and flew in from the window, and immediately changed into a human form when he landed, exaggeratedly smelling it in front of the pot.

"Good idea, you can drink after Xiaoyue finishes drinking."

Patting his hand that was about to lift the lid of the pot, Zeyu raised his eyes and asked:

"You followed, did you find anything?"

"Want to know? Give me a bite and I'll tell you."

Can't help raising his hand and pinching Zeyu's chin, Chongyun leaned against the stove, pointing to his lips teasingly.

"Don't say pull down."

After giving him a blank look, Zeyu unceremoniously filled a bowl of soup and drank it by himself.

"Hey, is it because of your success in cultivation that your temper has become so big?"

With a sullen face, he moved closer to Zeyu, Chongyun grabbed his hand holding the spoon, and was about to send it to his mouth.

"If you want to drink your own scoop, why come to drink mine?"

"Your ones are more fragrant."

"What did you find out, do you want to tell me?"

At night, Zeyu couldn't bear it, and blocked Chongyun who was about to crawl to the bed with one hand:

"Also, I said the bed is small, why come up?"

"However, I really want to sleep in a human form today."

Pretending to be pitiful, Chongyun took Zeyu's hand and deliberately scratched his palm lightly.

"Then you can sleep next door, there is another room next door."

"I'm not used to sleeping alone."

Zeyu:! ! !

The author has something to say:

Chong Yun: I am a bird, alone...

Zeyu: Go away!

The author's driving skills are really bad, try to improve next time_(:з」∠)_