What Lu Min wanted to eat was fish, but now he was turned away. After wandering outside the yard for a long time, he felt that this was not a solution and thought of looking for someone from Xuanxin Mansion.
In less than a cup of tea, Lu Min found one of the governors of Xuanxin Prefecture and wanted him to go to the Yuhuai Mountain Guesthouse with him. However, the governor looked at him strangely.
"The guest house where Mr. Ji is staying?"
"Yes, it is the guesthouse where Mr. Ji is staying. Please, Governor Du, help me to say a few good words for me. Tell him that I, Lu Min, am not a rude person and that what happened before was all a misunderstanding. Let me try the dishes cooked by the golden scale fish. I, Lu, can pay for it."
Governor Du grinned.
"I can't help you with this. My Xuanxin Mansion is just controlling the boundary ferry to open a convenient door for fellow Taoists and passengers, but it does not mean that other Taoists on the boat can listen to our arrangements. Since Mr. Ji has rejected Fellow Daoist Lu, don't even think about eating fish. If you fish for another year or two, you may find something."
Lu Min scratched his head.
"It may not be available in a year or two. Even if it is, even though I am a mirror sea cucumber, I may not be able to make the decision. Even if I can make the decision, I will not be willing to eat it..."
Governor Du smiled.
"Then I, Du, can do nothing to help you. To tell you the truth, we will never offend Mr. Ji. Please go back, fellow Taoist."
Lu Min was politely escorted out of the training cabin by the people of Xuanxin Mansion. He stood outside in a daze for a while. He also understood that there seemed to be no hope today, but he subconsciously returned to the small courtyard of the guest house where Ji Yuan, Yu Huaishan and others were.
As soon as I got here, I could already smell the faint fragrance coming from inside.
This guesthouse was built as a single-family courtyard, so it is naturally fully equipped with all the necessary facilities, including a kitchen.
Ji Yuan was cooking in the kitchen of the guesthouse. The condiments he prepared included the secret seasoning of Taoist Qingsong from Yunshan Temple, as well as fresh jujube honey from Ju'an Xiaoge.
Ji Yuan first stir-fried the seasonings with oil, using his powerful sense of smell to identify the changing aroma of each ingredient, and then poured in all the chopped fish meat.
“Sizzle…”
A burst of oily aroma rose up, and the fish meat was about to melt into liquid. Ji Yuan immediately took the small bottle on the table at the side and poured in the jujube flower honey from Ju'an Xiaoge.
As soon as the honey came out, it flowed onto the fish meat with its sweet fragrance, turning into a light yellow stream of light that spread throughout the entire pot, and gradually seeped into the fish meat that was about to melt, instantly making the fish meat's stable shape appear clear and distinct.
“Sizzle…”
Ji Yuan smiled as he smelled the fragrance. He didn't expect that his cooking skills were getting better and better. Then he casually pointed at a dish of old sauce on the table, dispersed the sauce into a layer of sauce film, covered the whole pot, stir-fried it a few times, and closed the lid.
After completing this step, Ji Yuan calculated that he only needed to wait another half a quarter of an hour before the fish could be served.
“Puff, puff, puff…”
The sound of simmering in the pot is endless, and the unique aroma keeps wafting in the air.
Ji Yuan looked back and found that all the cultivators of Yuhuai Mountain were gathered at the kitchen door. Some young disciples were even swallowing their saliva. Even Ju Yuanzi's eyes were filled with anticipation.
This made Ji Yuan smile even more. It turned out that even those who practiced Taoism, even those who were regarded as gods in the eyes of mortals, still had desires.
"Don't gather around the door, go and prepare the tables and chairs. The fish will be ready in a few moments. Let's try what this golden-scaled fish made with Guishui essence tastes like."
What else is there to say? Everyone started to work immediately. Since there were not enough tables and chairs in the yard, they moved some from the rooms. They also took out various jade butterflies, jade bowls, jade chopsticks and other items from their own possessions.
Because there was only one pot of fish, the people outside finally cast a spell and condensed a large round table so that everyone could sit at the table.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Ji Yuan opened the lid of the pot, and saw a pot of fish meat with a bright red color, a faint spicy smell and a hint of sweet fragrance. Just by smelling the taste, Ji Yuan knew that this pot of fish meat had reached the pinnacle of his culinary skills so far.
The golden-scaled sturgeon is actually not a real fish, at least not a real living creature. Although it looks like one, it is only similar in appearance. It does not have complete internal organs inside its body. It does not eat, drink, defecate or urinate. It is made up purely of the essence of Guishui. Therefore, after Ji Yuan removed the scales, the whole pot of fish meat was still there, and nothing had to be thrown away.
As for these scales, Ji Yuan will keep them for now.
Seeing that everyone outside couldn't wait, Ji Yuan hurriedly picked up a piece of fish with his fingers and put it into his mouth to taste it. Instantly, a fresh, sweet and spicy taste filled his mouth. It was so delicious that Ji Yuan almost swallowed his tongue.
“Hahahaha… Skill is close to the Tao, skill is close to the Tao!”
After laughing a few times, Ji Yuan took the pot out. This trick he learned from Yunshan Temple was very convenient.
Although blocked by a magic circle, the fragrance in the guest house still spread to the outside. The fragrance was not strong, but extremely unique, and seemed to have a strange ability that made people who smelled it automatically secrete saliva.
Lu Min waited outside for a long time, but no one inside came out to invite him. Instead, he swallowed his saliva countless times.
"It's killing me! I, Lu Min, have been practicing for more than 300 years, and this is the first time I feel so terrible. I can't stay here anymore!"
After taking a deep breath of the fragrance, Lu Min ran away, not daring to stay any longer.
As soon as Lu Min left, Ji Yuan, who was chewing a large piece of fish, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled. Ju Yuanzi next to him had just swallowed a mouthful of fish with the skin still attached and smiled.
"As a cultivator, this person is really unique. I haven't met someone so thick-skinned in hundreds of years."
Ji Yuan looked at him.
"I'm afraid you must have spent more than 90% of those hundreds of years practicing in the mountains. There is nothing strange in the world."
Ju Yuanzi smiled.
"Mr. Ji is right. I... Hey, hey, wait, don't take this big piece of fish skin by yourself. Share some with me!"
In the face of such delicious food, even an old immortal like Ju Yuanzi could not hold back. Seeing that Guan He actually tore off a large piece of fish skin, he could not help but stretch out his chopsticks to intercept it. Guan He was so scared that he quickly demonstrated the virtue of "respecting the elderly".
In this pot of fish, both the meat and bones are very delicious, but the most delicious part is the fish skin that is as fat-like and filled with seasonings, and it would be best if it could be wrapped with a little fish meat. It is so delicious that even gods would be intoxicated.
This golden sturgeon was not small, but there were quite a few people eating it. Plus, those who practice Taoism can go without food for a long time or eat a lot at one time, so it could not withstand the attack of everyone's chopsticks, and the whole pot of fish was quickly empty.
Then Ji Yuan used his ultimate weapon: a big pot of rice, topped with the remaining soup with fish minced meat.
Ji Yuan felt that the meal was worth it. Not only did he witness the pinnacle of his culinary skills and eat delicious golden sturgeon meat, but more importantly, who could see a group of "gods" holding bowls and eating rice quickly, and scrambling to get more rice
"Huh..."
Yangming was the last one to put down his bowl and let out a long sigh. He couldn't remember the last time he had such a hearty meal. It must have been more than two hundred years.
Everyone looked at each other, and after holding it in for a while, they all couldn't help laughing.
“Hahahahahaha…” “Hehehehe…”
“Interesting, interesting…”
Everyone has a feeling that when being with Ji Yuan, there is often a unique atmosphere in life, but this is not vulgar, not vulgar at all. After coming to terms with it, there is instead a sense of unique understanding of the way of immortality.
…
The Mirror Sea at night was indeed more beautiful than during the day. All the passengers returned to the deck again to appreciate this rare scenery.
Lu Min lay on a deck at the bow and sighed. Although he had just run away from the Yuhuaishan Guesthouse, he could never forget the aroma he had smelled. He could only imagine in his mind what the fish meat represented by that aroma tasted like.
"Why… "
When he sighed again, Ji Yuan's voice suddenly sounded from the side.
"Friend Lu, don't even think about things that you can't force. I'm giving this to you as a thank you to Jingxuanhai Pavilion for allowing me to go fishing."
Lu Min straightened up suddenly, caught the thing that Ji Yuan threw to him with both hands, then spread out his palms and found that there was a fruit core on it. He didn't know what kind of fruit it was.
"I used this to lure the golden-scaled sturgeon to the bait. As for the thunder method, forget it."
Lu Min quickly stood up and saluted Ji Yuan who was ten steps away.
"Thank you for the bait, I will definitely use it well! Uh, let me ask you one more question, what does the fish taste like when it's cooked?"
Ji Yuan smiled.
“Fresh, fragrant, spicy, sweet, and just the right amount of saltiness. I can only say it’s delicious.”
After saying this, Ji Yuan turned and left.
It would have been better if he hadn't asked. After he asked and Ji Yuan answered, Lu Min felt even more uncomfortable. He secretly decided in his heart that next time he caught a golden sturgeon, he would cook it no matter what!
Thinking of this, he lowered his head to look at the fruit core in his hand and sniffed it. A faint spiritual fragrance emanated from it. Lu Min frowned and carefully examined the fruit core from top to bottom. He used his magic to scan the inside and outside, but did not find any traces of any forbidden spells.
"In other words, this spiritual fragrance and the special spiritual energy within it are condensed and not dispersed because of the fruit core itself?"
Lu Min has seen many fruits with spiritual energy, but if they are stored for a long time, the spiritual energy will dissipate and the fruit will rot. The fruit core in front of him has obviously been away from the tree for a long time, but it still has such rich and pure spiritual energy, and there is a faint heat current flowing inside, and there is no magic power to tamper with it. Why is this
Lu Min's thoughts gradually shifted from his desire for fish. He seemed to have seen a similar description somewhere. After a long time, he suddenly felt shocked and blurted out a word.
“Spiritual roots!”