Xiaoxiao raised his head and poured a bowl of soup. He wiped his wings and jumped off the stool and followed Feng Gui.

Jiang Shangzhou hummed in anger: "I'm reminding you that if the meal hall is ignited in the middle of the night, you can just cry!"

However, Yichen Hall was calm all night, with only the sound of insects in the yard and the sound of swords coming from the next training ground.

Du Heng got up early in the morning. He wanted to make breakfast. It didn't matter whether he went to the foot of the mountain to pick up the vegetables.

Today’s breakfast was beanpi, and Du Heng promised to Xiaoxiao.

Xuan Yu made a small stone mill for Du Heng, which was the same as the one used in the village. The stone mill was placed in the square outside the Yishen Hall, and the rice paste mixed with mung beans and spiritual rice dripped into the big bowl next to the stone mill.

Du Heng was not prepared to make too many bean skins, so the light green rice milk was only one large bowl, which was not as much as the soy milk that Xiaoxiao usually drank.

After the stone mill stopped running, Du Heng walked towards the kitchen with a large bowl. The two pots on the small stove in the kitchen were cooking. The spiritual rice was steamed in the large pot and the meat sauce was stir-fried in the small pot.

Just smelling the aroma of meat sauce makes people's index fingers move. After Xuan Yu walked to the kitchen, he saw Du Heng put the meat sauce in a bowl. He hugged Du Heng from behind and kissed him on the side face: "Why don't you sleep for a while? Is your waist still uncomfortable?"

A burst of spiritual energy came from Du Heng's waist, and Xuan Yu was rubbing his waist considerately. He turned his head and pressed against Xuan Yu's face: "It's so much. Where did you go early in the morning?"

Xuan Yu said: "Go to Jingxintai and help you get the dishes."

Du Heng smiled: "Isn't it too early? Didn't you go there at the time of Mao? I also said that I'll go there by myself after I made breakfast. Is Wang Jian making things difficult for you?"

Xuan Yu said: "I brought the monks' seals over, and he didn't dare to make things difficult for him. Today he also gave us a lot of ingredients, including a whole cow and a sheep, and several sea fish."

Du Heng smiled and said, "Xiao Yu is still powerful."

Xuan Yu sniffed the taste of meat sauce: "This meat sauce is different from what you usually make."

Jing Nan loves to eat meat sauce, and Du Heng often has it in his refrigerator. The usual meat sauce included diced meat bamboo shoots and diced mushrooms. Today's meat tastes not that strong, and it seems that something was added to it.

Du Heng scooped up a spoonful of meat sauce and sent it to Xuan Yu's mouth: "You are still so smart, I added a little dried tofu into it."

Xuan Yu tasted it carefully: "Well, it's good to add dried beans. Are there too few beans in the refrigerator? When you are resting, go to the shop in Zhengyang City to buy some."

Du Heng nodded with a smile: "Well, you're still careful. I didn't pay attention if you didn't say it."

After putting out the meat sauce, while the iron pot was still warm, he added flour about the same weight as the ground rice rice to the ground rice. After mixing the flour evenly, the rice rice milk turned into a milky white batter.

Du Heng poured the batter into the pot along the edge of the pot, and the batter condensed into white bean skin when it was heated. A circle of uneven bean skins quickly hung on the edge of the pot, and more batter slid to the bottom of the pot and piled on the bottom.

As the spirit turned, Du Heng turned the batter at the bottom of the pot along the hot pot. As the batter turned round by circle, a round bean skin soon appeared in the pot. The edges of the bean skin were relatively thin. As the pot was heated, the bean skin on the edges slightly raised, like a fairy's gauze skirt.

Du Heng was happy: "Xiaoyu, look, I thought I could only make one piece of skin, but I didn't expect the batter to be durable than I thought." After making such a large piece of bean skin, only one-third of the batter in the bowl was removed.

Xuan Yu kissed Du Heng, and he knew that Du Heng was going to go to the next step: "What should I do next?"

Du Heng said: "Put the steamed spiritual rice in the pot on the bean curd, it is best to put it squarely so that you can cut the bean curd for a while. Please help me loosen the spiritual rice and I will beat an egg."

Xuan Yu quickly understood what Du Heng meant was like to beat an egg in his mouth. He beat three eggs in the bowl and stirred them into egg liquid. As the spiritual energy surged, the egg liquid was evenly applied to the bean skin in the pot.

Du Heng smiled and said, "Nan Nan always says that all the spiritual energy I have learned from is used to cook." But there is no way. Who made him use the spiritual energy to spread it out the most vigorously when cooking? He would rather use the spiritual energy to roll egg liquid and spread it into a pancake than hold the spiritual sword and kill the whole world.

Xuan Yu opened the steamer and helped scatter the spiritual rice. Hearing Du Heng say this, he slowly said, "The spiritual energy cultivation is your own. Just be happy whenever you want."

After the egg liquid solidified, Du Heng turned the whole bean skin over with a hey. The round bean skin was very soft. Even if it turned over, it slowly flattened to the bottom of the pot. Du Heng gave a thumbs up: "Perfect~"

A square ball of spiritual rice appeared in front of Xuan Yu. The spiritual rice was an inch thick, just at the height of its mouth. He asked softly, "Can it be placed on the bean skin?"

Du Heng nodded repeatedly: "Come on!"

The snow-white rice ball was placed on the slightly golden bean skin. Xuan Yu was placed in a very perfect position, just in the middle.

Du Heng sprinkled the chopped green onion on the rice, and the color in front of him suddenly became clear. The green, white and golden color pounced on the black pot bottom. The prototype of this bean skin is really beautiful.

What can make people feel happy in this world? Many, many, as big as the vast ocean and the sky, the clouds roll and the clouds are rolling, and small to accidentally fry a perfect round poached egg and make a bean skin round on the outside and square on the inside.

Du Heng poured a circle of soybean oil under the bean skin along the edge of the pot. After the soybean oil was put into the pot, the originally quiet pot suddenly started music. The squeaking sound of oil flowers opened Du Heng's good mood for the day. When he sprinkled the fried meat sauce on the Ling rice, he was in extreme happiness.

The soup in the meat sauce seeps down the gap in the rice. Du Heng uses the bottom of the spatula to press the meat sauce on the Ling rice. In this way, the excess soup will penetrate into the rice and taste better.

Afraid that the soup of meat sauce was not enough, Du Heng also added a spoonful of soup to the rice. The white rice was immediately dyed reddish brown, and the aroma of rice and meat were intertwined. The fragrant people wanted to take a bite now.

However, it has not been completed yet. Du Heng turned over the bean skin on the outside of the square rice ball and covered it on the rice. There was already egg liquid on the outside of the bean skin. After frying, beautiful tiger skin appeared on the bean skin.

The golden bean skin is covered with rich inner lining. As long as you lift this layer of bean skin, you can see these delicious foods that are nowhere to hide.

What Du Heng needs to do is to make the bean skin look more subtle. How to be subtle, that is to turn over the bean skin exposed inside!

The turnover process was completed in one go, and the porcelain three-fresh bean skin was exposed on the back, and it had hidden all the treasures!

Du Heng turned off the fire in the stove. He looked at the squeaking bean peel in the pot happily and said, "The remaining fire in the pot can make the rice below crisp... Oh, I should mix the rice and meat sauce first!"

Xuan Yu smiled at Du Heng, who was a little depressed, and said softly: "It's okay, let's mix the rice and meat in advance in the next pot."

Du Heng said: "Wait a moment, you can help cut the bean skin into pieces, the length and width are about the same... less than two inches?"

Xuan Yu smiled: "No wonder you asked me to make the rice into a square shape. It turned out to be easy to cut." Du Heng nodded: "Hey hey!"

Xuan Yu divided the bean skins in the pot into sixteen pieces. When he cut the bean skins, Du Heng heard the crisp sound of the bean skins. Smelling the seductive smell, Du Heng's saliva was almost over.

After Xuan Yu cut it, Du Heng shoveled up a piece of bean peel and put it on the plate. He served a piece of bean peel on the edge, and there were clearly colored layers on the cross-section.

The upper and lower layers are golden bean skins, with brown spiritual rice and meat sauce in the middle. Du Heng picked up the bean skin and picked up a piece of rice and handed it to Xuan Yu: "Xiaoyu, do you taste the taste?"

After taking a bite, Xuan Yu said, "The taste is a bit like the steamed rice you made before. I will definitely be full after eating this morning."

Du Heng smiled and said, "Yes, this is something I ate very solid. I used to drink tofu soup before, but didn't Feng Gui and the others say that they would be hungry shortly after drinking it?"

Xuan Yu thought for a while: "Well... Then let them eat a few more pieces."

Du Heng felt that Xuan Yu was not very cute, so he felt that it was okay after taking a few bites.

The rice is clearly full and steamed just right, and it is soft and chewy in the mouth. With the sauce in the meat sauce, Du Heng feels like eating steamed glutinous rice that he had eaten when he was a child.

There is loose meat sauce under the rice. If you don’t pay attention to it, the rich ingredients will fall on the plate. Pick up the ingredients and throw them into your mouth. You can tell which ingredient is this. The crispy and tender ones are diced, the soft and chewy ones are diced, the fresh and fragrant, the soft and rotten ones are diced, and the dried tofu that absorbs the soup is dried.

The scallions that were dotted in it have lost their original taste and have become mellow and soft. After a bite of rice, my stomach feels at ease.

After Du Heng took out the rice wrapped in the bean skin, his favorite bean skin was left. The bean skin was dyed with the color of the sauce, and the color was a little darker. When Du Heng ate it, it had absorbed a lot of the sauce and became less crispy.

The unique soft and chewy texture made Du Heng squint his eyes. Occasionally, he tasted the bean skin that was not stained by the sauce, and a crack could be heard between his lips and teeth.

It’s so fresh, eating such a portion of bean skin makes people feel relieved and feel relieved.

Du Heng stuffed the remaining bean peel into Xuan Yu's mouth. After chewing it, Xuan Yu said, "It tastes a bit like the burrito you made before."

Du Heng confirmed that Xuan Yu really doesn’t like Doupi.

The author has something to say: Tai Shuhong: What are you calling me?

Xiaoxiao: Aunt!!

Tai Shuhong: It seems... something is not right.

Xiaoxiao: Could it be...uncle?!

Fenggui: I will beat you to death.
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