Phoenix Egg Fried Rice, a dish cooked with Phoenix eggs and high-quality dragon blood rice.
It is full of strong essence and has a powerful effect of repairing injuries. After all, it is a beast egg, and the divine energy contained in the ingredients of the beast has a huge healing power.
Although Ni Yan's injury was caused by the spirit sea, it was enough to repair it with divine beast eggs. After all, Ni Yan's cultivation was not strong, and the spirit sea was not as terrifying as a strong person in the spirit realm.
In the kitchen, the witch An Sheng was chopping radishes with a look of lovelessness.
Chopping radishes is also a technical job, and it can't be chopped casually.
Because she needs to practice knife skills, Bu Fang also has strict requirements on her. The interval between each piece of radish must be the same size, and there should be no too much error.
Therefore, the witch An Sheng has to consider the distance between each knife.
Too wide or too narrow will have an impact.
If there are too many mistakes, Yibu's boss' temper may increase her punishment.
Maybe by then there will be not one pile of radishes but two piles of radishes!
In the kitchen, besides the witch An Sheng who was cutting carrots hard, Bu Fang also stood in front of the stove holding the phoenix egg.
He took a deep breath to keep himself calm.
He has made fried rice with eggs many times, but it is the first time for Bu Fang to cook fried rice with phoenix eggs.
Moreover, he cannot make too many mistakes. Once he makes a mistake, he has no chance to make up for it.
After all, he only has one phoenix egg in his hand, once this egg fried rice is ruined due to a mistake, Ni Yan really has no chance to save it.
Whether it was for Ni Yan or the dignity of his cooking skills, Bu Fang would not allow himself to make mistakes.
Therefore, Bu Fang must cook with all his strength for the phoenix egg fried rice this time.
The boiling mental sea gradually calmed down. Bu Fang opened his eyes, and his aura suddenly changed.
Chefs who have reached Bu Fang's level are no longer cooking with true energy, but cooking with spiritual power.
After all, the mental power is more sensitive, and it is more able to sense the slightest change in the energy in the ingredients.
The mind is settled, but there is no wave in Bufang Gujing.
He has no expression on his face, the bird feather robe on his body is automatic without wind, and the hair is slowly fluttering.
Binding his hair with a velvet rope, Bu Fang's aura suddenly changed.
In the spiritual sea, the sound of dragon chant resounded, and the roar soared to the sky, setting off a huge spiritual wave in the spiritual sea.
hum...
A powerful mental wave suddenly spread out.
Bu Fang has no estimate of how strong his spiritual power is now, but at least it should not be weaker than Zi Zun and others. After all, when he was in the first step of the Divine Soul Realm, his spiritual power was almost comparable to the Divine Spirit Realm up.
The mental fluctuations seemed to turn into ripples that spread out one after another.
The witch An Sheng in the kitchen suddenly raised her head in horror, her hand holding the black kitchen knife was trembling slightly.
She was a little surprised, she was a little horrified.
She looked at Boss Bu who was standing in front of the stove in front of him, Boss Bu whose aura had changed drastically.
very scary!
Is this really Boss Bu
When did that unsmiling Boss Bu become so terrifying? !
Even the master of Dan Mansion probably doesn't have such power!
Witch An Sheng didn't know that the current Bu Fang had completely crushed the so-called Master of Dan Mansion in terms of strength.
Whether it's true qi cultivation or mental power level, they are completely crushed.
in the restaurant.
Many people squinted their eyes.
Sensing the mental fluctuations in the air, they all felt a little moved.
Lord Dog and Pluto Erha don't care, but the others... are a little terrified.
Even Xiaoyou was a little surprised. She still remembered that when she saw Bu Fang for the first time, Bu Fang's mental power was pitifully weak.
in the kitchen.
Bu Fang's mental power was constantly fluctuating and spreading out.
He took out the dragon's blood rice that was shining brightly.
This is the dragon's blood rice that Bu Fang asked the system to exchange for. It took a lot of money to exchange for the dragon's blood rice that he can exchange with his current qualifications.
Although it is not dragon blood rice watered with real dragon blood, it is quite extraordinary.
It is enough to match this not-so-top phoenix egg.
Under Bu Fang's spiritual perception, the phoenix egg is like a bright sun, its brilliance is dazzling and dazzling, and it continues to radiate in all directions.
In the very center of that radiance, there seemed to be the sound of a phoenix crowing resounding, and a petite golden phoenix figure was circulating.
The golden light shone in Bu Fang's hand, and a golden keel kitchen knife appeared in his hand.
The sound of the dragon chant soared into the sky, and a phantom of a divine dragon lingered around the kitchen knife.
Bu Fang held the kitchen knife in one hand, stared at the phoenix egg, and cut a knife in an instant.
This knife seemed to tear the darkness apart.
In Bu Fang's mental perception, this knife was as fast as lightning, as if it was about to tear his mental power apart, and he felt a little palpitation.
Swipe!
The kitchen knife twirled in Bu Fang's hand, playing tricks one by one, and finally dissipated into green smoke with a bang.
In the distance, the witch An Sheng was stunned. She almost forgot about her mission and stared fixedly at Bu Fang's movements.
She suddenly felt that her punishment this time seemed to be quite good, and she was able to see Boss Bu's cooking.
This is a kind of luck!
The slash just now was so quintessential that it made her tremble.
It turns out that the knife skills have been practiced to the extreme, is that the case
There was no trace of the knife, and from the surface, it was impossible to see that the egg had been chopped into pieces.
If it was her, maybe the egg shell would be scattered and cracked with this knife.
Boss Bu, as expected of Boss Bu!
She seemed to understand the reason why Bu Fang asked her to cut radishes... Can cutting radishes be able to master this kind of knife skills? !
Bu Fang raised his hand, and lightly patted the top of the eggshell, and the top of the eggshell was instantly slapped away.
Rich essence and vitality burst out from the eggshell.
The brilliance soars to the sky, dazzling and eye-catching.
Witch An Sheng's chest trembled unceasingly.
Such a strong vitality!
It's just... suffocating!
Bu Fang put the eggshell on the stove, his face didn't change at all, he raised his hand, his mental power was still sensing the eggshell.
The next moment, he raised his palm, and the spiritual power in his mind swept out like a tornado, gathering above the phoenix egg.
Crash! !
A resounding phoenix cry soared into the sky, and the light gushing out from the egg shell was crushed, and Bu Fang's mental power gathered in the sky above, turning into a funnel vortex, stirring the egg liquid inside together.
The egg yolk and white were mixed together and turned into an orange-yellow egg liquid.
Bu Fang's spiritual sea was boiling, and the golden dragon soul was roaring.
The egg liquid was immediately pulled out from the phoenix egg, and under the gathering of the mental tornado, it turned into a roaring dragon.
The phoenix crows and the dragon dances wildly.
This scene made the witch An Sheng dazzled and fascinated.
Is this cooking
Are you a juggler? !
Can making a dish bring out the prosperity of the dragon and the phoenix
Bu Fang raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the divine dragon formed by the egg liquid poured into the blue and white porcelain bowl that Bu Fang had prepared.
The bowl is full, and the egg liquid is still swirling in the bowl.
The blue and white porcelain bowl seemed to be unable to bear the vibrant phoenix egg liquid, as if it was about to explode at any moment.
Bu Fang took out a lot of elixir from the system space bag, reappeared with the dragon bone kitchen knife, and chopped these ingredients into fine pieces.
The squeezed juice was mixed into the egg liquid, and the egg liquid was rotating, just mixing the elixir juice.
After finishing these, Bu Fang began to prepare for the next step.
He took out the dragon blood rice exchanged from the system.
This time the dragon's blood rice is of a much higher grade, just holding it in your hands, you can feel the vitality contained in it.
If this dragon blood rice is used to make dragon blood rice, Xiaoyou should like it very much.
This idea actually appeared in Bu Fang's mind.
But soon, this idea was dismissed by him.
Because he thinks Xiaoyou should like spicy blood lobster more now.
It seems that the plan to put the blood lobster into the pastoral world has to be carried out earlier, otherwise there is no way to show the many eating methods of the blood lobster.
After all, Bu Fang only caught so many blood lobsters in the blood-colored lake, and if he had finished eating them, he would have eaten them all.
Pour in the Tianshan Lingquan water, mix it with the dragon's blood rice, and after rinsing, pour out the rice water.
Although the dragon's blood rice was full of blood, the washed rice water did not contain any blood.
If it is inferior dragon blood rice, there will be some blood-colored impurities in the rice water after washing.
This is the difference between high-quality dragon blood rice and inferior dragon blood rice.
All preparations are done.
Bu Fang opened his mouth and spewed out a dark golden flame.
This is the profound fire of heaven and earth, and the terrifying high temperature spread in the air immediately.
Witch An Sheng's eyes lit up, is Boss Bu finally going to show his real skills
Turn on the fire and heat the pan.
The basalt pot exudes a dark yellow color.
Chi Chi Chi! !
When the egg liquid was put into the pot, a fragrance burst out like a bomb, abruptly and quickly.
Witch An Sheng was instantly enveloped by this fragrance.
This is an egg fragrance she has never smelled before.
As Bu Fang's apprentice cook, she cooks a lot of fried rice with eggs. As for egg fragrance, she can guess what kind of spirit beast's egg it is with her eyes closed.
But this time the egg fragrance was completely beyond her imagination.
She stared blankly at Bu Fang's back, her eyes could not help showing admiration.
The richer the aura and the richer the energy of the ingredients, the stricter the requirements for the chef.
Not only the cooking methods are strict, but also the mental and physical requirements are very strict.
Bu Fang held the spatula in one hand and the pot in the other.
Turn the pot, stir fry, all in one go.
The collision sound of the basalt pot and the stove has a melodious sense of rhythm.
boom boom boom...
Every time there is a collision, the eggs and rice in the pot will fly out.
The golden light is shining, the light is overflowing, and beams of light burst out.
Above the basalt pot, filled with heat and aroma, it turned into a flying phoenix, and a dragon roared.
This fabulous scene shocked the witch An Sheng.
Bu's expression was serious.
Mental fluctuations were sweeping through, tightly locking on the dishes in the Xuanwu pot.
Every time he stirs the pot, he consumes a huge amount of mental power, and the egg liquid and dragon blood rice are like a bottomless pit, crazily sucking away the mental power in his spiritual sea.
Truly delicious dishes with all the heart and soul of a chef.
It is for this reason that some chefs can only cook one dish with all their efforts.
For one dish, the chef's spirit is exhausted.
It is enough to explain the preciousness of this dish.
Boom boom boom! !
Flames soared into the sky, phoenixes danced, and dragons snaked.
The dizzying scenes continue.
suddenly.
The last time the pot was over, the Xuanwu pot collided with the stove for the last time.
The phoenix flies away, and the dragon disperses.
The long and narrow blue and white porcelain plate was prepared, and when the pot was shaken, the brightly radiant dishes came out of the pot, and Bu Fang poured them into the plate steaming hot.
The thick egg liquid is mixed with dragon's blood rice and served on a plate.
The egg liquid is silky and the aroma is compelling.
The witch An Sheng was dumbfounded, and the kitchen knife in her hand fell on the stove with a bang, making a loud noise, breaking the silence.
Bu Fang withdrew his mental strength and let out a long breath.
Phoenix egg fried rice...done.