"General Xiao Meng really went to that small restaurant?" Crown Prince Ji Chengan looked at Xu Shi in surprise and asked in doubt.
Xu Shi caressed his long beard, curled up his mouth, and nodded. He was also very shocked. He didn't expect that people like General Xiao Meng would appear in the small restaurant.
"Can you find out why General Xiao Meng went to that small restaurant?" The prince stood up, pacing lightly, and asked.
Xu Shi froze, frowned, and answered somewhat uncertainly: "Perhaps General Xiao was attracted by the taste of the dishes in the small restaurant..."
The prince turned his head and stared at Xu Shi with a half-smile, "Do you think this answer is realistic? General Xiao is a seventh-rank war sage, and he has already reached the state of bigu. He has no pursuit of food at all. How could he go for delicious food?" A corner restaurant?"
The corner of Xu Shi's mouth twitched wildly. He really believed that General Xiao did it for the delicious food. The crown prince had never tasted the dishes in that small restaurant, so he had no idea. But once the crown prince had tasted the delicious food, he might not say that. .
Anyway, in Xu Shi's opinion, that small restaurant is really magical.
"Well, what Your Highness said makes sense, I'll go and find out right now." Xu Shi cupped his hands and said without arguing.
"Go, I see that you seem to appreciate the food in that small restaurant, is it really so delicious?" The prince glanced at Xu Shi lightly, and asked, he was naturally very clear about Xu Shi's whereabouts.
"Yes, Your Highness, especially the boiled fish... it's delicious and tender!" Xu Shi's eyes lit up, and he replied, and then remembered that the person opposite was the prince, he pouted his mouth, and left with a smile.
"Boiled fish... sounds pretty good." The prince was taken aback, then smiled.
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As night fell, the moonlight shone like a veil, covering the whole earth with a layer of afterglow.
Square shop, kitchen.
Bu Fang took a deep breath, took out the cage containing the blood phoenix chicken from the cabinet, grabbed the blood phoenix chicken out, and let the blood phoenix chicken coo non-stop.
After processing the blood phoenix chicken, pull out its blood-like hair, and after processing the internal organs, the next step is to start cooking purple ginseng chicken soup again according to the method in the recipe.
Cut a hole in the plump flesh of the purple ginseng, squeeze the juice of the purple ginseng into a small bowl, then slice the purple ginseng, stuff the other processed elixir into the belly of the blood phoenix chicken, and finally take out the casserole and pour it into the casserole Pour Lingquan water into it, and place the processed blood phoenix chicken.
Turn on the fire and simmer until there is a slight smell of meat, Bu Fang lifted the lid of the pot, and the rich water vapor rushed to his face, with the smell of meat and elixir, refreshing him, and poured the purple ginseng juice into it In the casserole, covering the lid is the most important step.
"System, how do you implement zhenqi cooking? Spray zhenqi directly on the casserole?" Bu Fang asked suspiciously.
"Cooking with real qi: the chef introduces real qi into the kitchen utensils, and through the infiltration of the kitchen utensils, the real qi nourishes the ingredients, and tests the chef's ability to control the real qi and the ability to master the taste of the dishes."
Imported by the kitchen utensils, Bu Fang was stunned, his eyes fell on the casserole, and he saw that the casserole was steaming under the flame.
"System, are you sure? If I cover the casserole with my hand, it will be cooked?" The corner of Bu Fang's mouth twitched.
"This casserole is a special casserole. It will automatically adjust the temperature after sensing true energy. Don't worry about the host." The system said seriously.
Bu Fang was skeptical, and raised his hand, the radiant brilliance flowed on his palm, as if covered with a light veil.
The ability of third-grade War Kuang to be able to release true energy is also the minimum standard for being able to cook with true energy.
With a serious expression on his face, Bu Fang slowly pressed his palm covered with zhenqi on the lid of the casserole. A faint warmth was transmitted from the lid of the casserole to Bu Fang's palm, but the fiery heat he imagined did not happen.
"It's amazing." Bu Fang snorted lightly, full of surprise.
Afterwards, he closed his eyes, mobilized the true qi in his body, and slowly urged the true qi to flow, continuously pouring into the boiling ingredients through the casserole...
This is an invisible infiltration, just like the spring breeze sneaking into the night.
Through the lid of the casserole, Bu Fang seemed to be able to sense the changes in the ingredients in the pot. Under the nourishment of the true energy, he was constantly absorbing the spiritual energy, and the purple ginseng juice was constantly speeding up to penetrate into the chicken.
After outputting zhenqi like this for about half an hour, Bu Fang slowly withdrew his hand and stopped outputting zhenqi.
There were some fine beads of sweat dripping on his forehead, and the exhaustion of his true energy made him feel a little tired.
Sitting on the chair and recovering for a while, almost half an hour later, Bu Fang started cooking again with zhenqi, and the zhenqi in his body poured into the casserole according to his will, constantly moisturizing the ingredients.
After half an hour, Bu Fang withdrew his hand again, let out a long breath, and wiped off the sweat on his forehead with a towel.
In the kitchen at this moment, a very strong aroma has been wafting unknowingly, which contains the aroma of meat, elixir, and purple ginseng.
Compared with yesterday, this fragrance is more alluring. If yesterday's fragrance made people swim in the small river, then today's fragrance makes people feel like they are in the Taotao River.
Bu Fang couldn't help but shrugged his nose. The strong smell made him a little addicted. This is True Qi Cooking. It is indeed much more powerful than ordinary cooking, and the taste must be much better.
Infuriating energy is like a condiment, adding it to catalyze the ingredients in a special way, making the ingredients more delicious, and allowing the aura contained in the ingredients to penetrate into all parts of the ingredients more evenly.
After simmering two ingredients, and cooking with zhenqi twice for half an hour, this time the purple ginseng chicken soup is finally finished, smelling the smell, Bu Fang felt extremely hungry.
Put the casserole on the table, uncover the pot, the rich aroma surges out directly, and the hot water vapor spreads, accompanied by the aroma.
Taking a greedy sip, Bu Fang's eyes fell on the pot.
Seeing this, his stiff face suddenly revealed a look of unrestrained joy, "Successful!"
The blood phoenix chicken was lying quietly in the casserole. The chicken was as crystal clear as jelly, trembling slightly under the agitation of hot air bubbles. The color of the chicken soup was orange-yellow, and there was no soup essence floating like yesterday. Cooked with infuriating energy, these essences have completely permeated into the chicken broth.
Gulu, Bu Fang twitched his index finger, the blood phoenix chicken was as exquisite and beautiful as a work of art, making people want to take a bite.
"System, this time the purple ginseng chicken soup should be considered a success, right?" Bu Fang said proudly to the system, he is a genius, how difficult is it to cook with zhenqi.
"Barely reaching the qualified standard, the host really wants to systematically evaluate this purple ginseng chicken soup?" the system asked seriously and seriously.
Bu Fang was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, the system spoke seriously.
"The blood phoenix chicken that the host is processing is not intact, the skin and flesh are slightly damaged, the time to pour the purple ginseng juice is not ripe, the meat of the purple ginseng is not cut evenly and thinly, and the infuriating effect of the infuriating cooking process The control power is weak, the level of zhenqi is too low, the overall evaluation: the purple ginseng chicken soup that is stepping on the pass line."
Bu Fang glanced at the chicken soup expressionlessly. The chicken soup that was thought to be perfect at first has become less perfect, and the aroma seems to have weakened.
"A system with a poisonous tongue cannot get the true love of the host!"
Bu Fang was so angry, he planned to drink a bowl of chicken soup to calm down, so he turned his attention to the purple ginseng chicken soup.
It's the first time to taste the dishes cooked with zhenqi, and I'm a little excited when I think about it.