It's almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and the pineapple juice has been brewing for nearly five hours.
Ning Fei came to the kitchen and called Jiang Xue. He took out the red dates he bought, cut them in half with scissors, and then removed the cores.
Put the cut red date pulp on the plate, and take some dry lily petals and put them on the plate.
Then, Ning Fei opened the wooden pot lid. At this time, the pot lid has been completely moistened, and the nutrients of the pineapple are well preserved in the pot.
In the pot, shredded pineapples, Sichuan clams, and Luo Han Guo are gathered at the bottom, with a layer of pear juice boiled on top.
Ning Fei found two towels and wrapped them on both sides of the pot. He picked up the pot and poured out some of the juice, and then added the red date pulp and lily petals.
"Next is the second frying, which takes three hours."
Ning Fei put the lid on the pot and said.
After hearing his words, netizens felt speechless for a while.
"Second frying? Three more hours?"
"This is too much trouble."
"The Qiuli ointment made at home is not so troublesome. It just needs to be simmered for a long time."
"It's not really troublesome, it just takes a long time."
“Some things just have to take a long enough time.”
“Slow work makes the difference, it’s great if we can see it!”
"Yes, Guanzhu Ning's life is so leisurely, and he is not in a hurry to do anything."
"Just now he said there is a second frying, there will be a third frying, right?"
Ning Fei didn't say much, he just said to Jiang Xue:
"We'll have roast chicken tonight. I'll go to Granny Li's house to buy some steamed buns. There are no steamed buns at home."
"Master, let me go." Jiang Xue volunteered, "I also know Granny Li at home. Besides, it's good for my health to go out for a walk."
Ning Fei glanced outside. It was still very bright now, so Jiang Xue would have no problem going out.
"That's okay." Ning Fei nodded in agreement, and then Jiang Xue walked out of the Taoist temple happily.
"Little Falcon, fly up and take a look. If anything happens, remind me."
Ning Fei still felt uneasy, so he asked the little falcon to fly up. The little falcon understood and immediately flew into the sky to hover.
It's not a big deal if I just buy a steamed bun, but it's better just in case.
"We have to knead the dough tomorrow."
Ning Fei thought to himself.
He also told netizens: “Farmers in the mountains basically make hand-kneaded steamed buns, and the steamed buns at Grandma Li’s house taste the best.”
"If you buy it outside, hand-kneaded steamed buns are the best. The steamed buns made by the machine are very dry and not soft in your mouth."
These words made netizens in the north burst into tears.
In the past, there were many hand-kneaded steamed buns sold on the street, but now mechanization has become more convenient, and the steamed buns sold outside are basically made by machines.
That soft taste is hard to come by again.
Not long after, Jiang Xue came back carrying two bags of steamed buns.
When Ning Fei saw that the time was almost up, he put the marinated roast chicken in the oven and roasted it.
This grilling method is the same as the beggar's chicken method, which can maintain the full flavor of the meat.
"If you want to roast the chicken, bake it slowly at low temperature for 40 minutes, then brush it with a layer of honey, adjust the temperature, and bake it for another 20 minutes. The honey roasted chicken is ready."
Here I am cooking roast chicken, and there I am boiling Qiuli paste, and my life is nourishing.
When Ning Fei was free, he went to look at the vegetable patch in the backyard. The main thing he was growing now was peppers, as well as two rows of tomato racks, a row of green onions, and a row of rapeseed.
It has to be said that fertile soil is particularly effective. The crops grown are plump, sweet and delicious, and are very comfortable to eat.
An hour later, the honey grilled chicken was finished and the steamed buns were heated.
Now is the time of crisp autumn. The evening breeze blows outside, which is cool and comfortable. Ning Fei set the table outside the yard and prepared to eat outside.
In the summer, people in mountain villages basically eat outside their houses at night. After the sun goes down, the temperature outside is very suitable. This kind of cool feeling cannot be achieved no matter how hard the air conditioner blows.
Ning Fei cooked two more home-cooked side dishes, a plate of pickled vegetables, and placed the roast chicken in the middle of the table. After Jiang Xue placed the dishes and chopsticks, she also poured a cup of tea for Ning Fei.
"The food at Qingfengguan is really enviable."
"They say the standard of living in cities is high, but why do I feel that the food I eat is far worse than that in mountain villages."
"The roasted chicken is so good!"
"The daily life of a food anchor!"
"It's decided, we'll have roast chicken tonight."
“What a great environment!”
Ning Fei and Jiang Xue sat down. He first cut the roasted chicken into pieces with a table knife, then picked up a chicken drumstick and put it in his mouth to take a bite.
"Well, the biggest feature of honey roasted chicken is that it makes the chicken crispy and has a hint of sweetness, making the roasted meat silkier."
“It tastes really good.”
Listening to Ning Fei's description, netizens were immediately sour.
"Just eat, and you still explain it!"
"Infuriating anchors, annoying people online!"
"I can't stand it anymore. I can't control my drooling. I have to eat something."
"Oh? I have a bold idea"
"I have very good teeth. Now I feel like I can chew up any kind of meat and swallow it. You can have this idea."
"66666!"
At this time, several small animals were surrounding Ning Fei.
During dinner, Ning Fei didn't explain anything and just ate the roast chicken quietly.
"It's so delicious." Jiang Xue praised Ning Fei's roast chicken full of praise. She actually felt like she had a big appetite and ate a lot.
Netizens exclaimed that this girl looks so slender and can actually eat so much. It's amazing.
After dinner, the two of them cleared away the plates, and Ning Fei lay down on the lounge chair to rest.
The wind at this time is soft and slow, blowing on my body like a girl's delicate little hands touching me, and I feel very comfortable.
Ning Fei never deliberately expresses anything when he is resting. As always, the live broadcast cameras are just recording his life.
When netizens turned on the live broadcast, what they saw was a picture of a Taoist priest who was tired after dinner, lying on a rocking chair to rest, with a fox lying in his arms.
Some newcomers clicked into the live broadcast room, and after watching it for a while, they found that Ning Fei was just lying down and resting, and couldn't help but complain:
"This anchor bought a troll? He doesn't live broadcast anything and so many people watch it? Is it fake?"
Of course, he was greeted by many enthusiastic greetings from netizens.
Ning Fei rested for a while, then took out his peach wood sword and came to the front yard of Qingfeng Temple, intending to do some sword dancing.
The four little guys knew what Ning Fei was going to do, so they all stood aside and looked at Ning Fei quietly.
It's the beginning of autumn, and there are many fallen leaves scattered on the ground. Ning Fei stood on the fallen leaves and danced his sword, which gave him a different kind of beauty.
Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, and a few leaves fall crisply. Even the fallen leaves on the ground are rotated by the wind. It looks like they are affected by Ning Fei's aura.
His movements were much faster than before.
Perhaps feeling the bleak autumn mood, Ning Fei danced this time not with Tai Chi swordsmanship but with Wudang swordsmanship.
There are many types of Chinese swordsmanship: Wudang sword, Chunyang sword, Liangyi sword, Sancai sword, Bagua sword, Tai Chi sword, dragon-shaped sword, seven-star sword and so on.
The most powerful one is recognized as the Wudang Sword.
Jianghu said: "Wudang sword, Shaolin stick, Bagua knife, Xingyi spear" are the four major items of Chinese martial arts.
Ning Fei's sword dance was full of decisive killing intent and sharp movements, including several 360-degree turns in the air, which left netizens stunned.
People who don’t know better think they are watching a martial arts movie.
This sword dance is quite reminiscent of a martial arts master.
In the live broadcast room, rich people from all walks of life donated rockets and airplanes. The lights of gifts in the live broadcast screen kept shining, which also caused a carnival.
The whole screen is filled with “666666”.
Finally, Ning Fei ended with a sword breaking through the sky, then immediately stopped and ended his sword dance.
"Handsome!"
"It's now confirmed that Guanzhu Ning is really a master of martial arts!"
"A rational analysis shows that he is Lian Jiazi!"
"I'm from a martial arts school. One thing I have to say is that none of our teachers are necessarily more beautiful than the sword danced by the host just now."
"The movements are so graceful!"
"The key is that he is handsome and his movements are clean and neat."
"Guanzhu Ning is the most versatile man I have ever seen!"
"I said this is the most handsome one, no one can object."
"You don't take my Hunyuan Xingyi Cultivation Technique seriously?"
"I'm like a lightning whip to you."
There were numerous barrages praising Ning Fei's Wudang swordsmanship just now. Ning Fei put away the peach wood sword, exhaled a long breath, and said:
"Wudang sword is fast and requires stability and accuracy. It is indeed more difficult than Tai Chi sword."
"Comfortable!"
He put away the mahogany sword, washed his hands, and remembered that there was still a pot of Qiuli paste boiling in the kitchen.
"I still have business to attend to."
With that said, he came to the kitchen again.
Ning Fei found another wooden plate, poured half a plate of honeysuckle and mulberry leaves, then opened the lid of the pot, poured out the pear juice like last time, and then added the honeysuckle and mulberry leaves.
"Next, it's three fried dishes, which takes an hour."
“For an hour, don’t cover the pot and stir the crops as much as possible with a spoon.”
"Once the boiled soup is filtered, it becomes Qiuli paste."
After that, Ning Fei was in the kitchen, slowly stirring the Qiuli paste with a flat spoon, very patiently.
Seeing this, netizens admired him even more.
(End of chapter)