Later, after several experiments, he first improved the ratio of soy milk, improved the process of brine, and explored the pressing time. It can be asserted that this basket of golden round soybean bubbles was the longest and most difficult ingredient he had made after he arrived in the world of cultivation!

The time and energy spent during this period can be written into two thick graduation theories. The sweat shed can sweat a few sets of clothes, and the failed to drink can make ten smiles not eat supper.

Du Heng said while cutting the bean paste in half: "The bean paste has not been processed yet. After processing, you will find that it can absorb the soup and tastes delicious in any dish. I originally made this to use for duck blood vermicelli soup, but now it is too late, so I can only move it to make the noodles first."

Jing Nan used his little finger to snatch his ears: "Oh." His perfunctory attitude made Du Heng unhappy, and Du Heng drove him out ruthlessly: "Go away!"

After cutting the soybeans open, Du Heng will start cooking the noodles. There will be no other dishes tonight, Du Heng will prepare four pots of noodles and two pots of white porridge.

The six stoves in the kitchen raised the fire at the same time, and the two inner pots boiled white porridge, which didn't take much effort.

In the four pots on the outer door, Du Heng controlled the spiritual energy to pour the same seasonings and ingredients into the pot. Usually, the things made in each pot are similar, but today they actually made the same thing at once, which is amazing. In Du Heng's eyes, this is almost the same as copying and pasting.

After the oil in the pot was heated, Du Heng poured the Shangao meat slices into the pot and stir-fry. The shredded ginger in the meat slices made an exception this time and kept them in it. Usually Du Heng picked out the meat slices. After the meat slices were heated, the fat part gradually became transparent, and a lot of fat was fryed out, and the oil at the bottom of the pot seemed to be more than it was put at the beginning.

When the meat slices were stir-fried to a slightly yellowish, Du Heng poured fresh soybean seeds into the pot and mixed them with the meat slices and stir-fried together. When the soybean seeds were fresh, the color was completely different from the elders. Old soybean Jing Nan and the others often saw that the old soybeans were round and round and chewed hard, while the fresh soybeans were tender green, and were wrapped in a light green film.

After the soybeans are oiled, the color becomes more tender. Looking at the tender green color, the mood will be better. Du Heng temporarily forgot the troubles he heard in the erotic artichoke bushes, and he began to make the noodles with all his thoughts.

After the color of soybean seeds turned green, Du Heng added chicken mushrooms and fresh mushrooms to the pot. When these two types of fungi were put into the pot, the smell of the kitchen changed. The previous scent of meat was filled with the aroma of fungi, which made people feel comfortable when smelling them.

Fresh mushrooms contain moisture. After adding a little salt, the moisture will precipitate in large quantities. Soon the precipitated water disappeared from the ingredients added by Du Heng. After boiling half a cup of tea, Du Heng added half a pot of water to the pot.

After the water passed the ingredients, the sound in the pot paused. Du Heng covered the pot and let the flames at the bottom of the pot slowly boil the ingredients in the pot. He took out the noodles that had been prepared before from the refrigerator. The noodles were cut into thin strips, and each noodles were two feet long.

When taken out of the refrigerator, the noodles still retained the flexibility they had just made. Du Heng placed them handfuls one by one on the chopping board and cut them into slap sections.

After he cut all the noodles, the soup in the pot also boiled. At this time, he divided the noodles into four portions and sprinkled them into the pot. He also used chopsticks to disperse the noodles to mix them evenly with the ingredients in the pot.

Don’t worry about not putting enough noodles, the noodles will swell after cooking. If you add too much, the taste will be bad. Du Heng added three pounds of noodles to each pot, and then he would have to add water to the pot after a while.

After the noodles were put into the pot, the soup in the pot suddenly became thicker. Du Heng added boiling water at this time. At this time, the four pots were filled with rotten noodles, but the process of rotten noodles was not over yet.

Du Heng pushed the cut bean paste into the pot. The bean paste floated unyieldingly on the soup at first, but as Du Heng stirred, they sucked the soup and noodles in a short while and they became hot.

After cooking half a cup of tea, Du Heng pushed the vegetables into the pot. Good guy, the colorful ones in the pot are very beautiful. The green beans, white chicken mushrooms, brown mushrooms, green vegetables, golden oil soybeans and the thin noodles rolled out with eggs echoed each other. The fragrance in the pot drifted out, and Du Heng couldn't help but sniff.

At this time, Du Heng sprinkled an appropriate amount of salt and a little mushroom essence into the pot, and he sprinkled a little pepper to taste.

The big pot was bubbling, and the noodles looked a little sparse at this time. But it didn't matter. When the meal was officially started, the noodles would be just right. You wouldn't have to go to Yishentang to smell the scent of the noodles.

Du Heng closed the flames in the pot, and he said nostalgic: "The more you cook the duo noodles, the better you taste. Don't worry about the noodles being cooked. Rotten noodles and yellow leaves are the essence. This thing is like salty porridge, and it tastes better after re-cooking!"

Feng Gui asked, "How to price this noodles...?"

Du Heng said: "Everyone needs to eat at least two bowls of this noodles to be full. When eating it, it is soup and water. I think... three spirit stones are a bowl."

Feng Gui nodded clearly, and then wrote on the small board: Yishentang specializes in Duroe noodles and white porridge, each with a limited supply of 200 bowls. Then, under Duroe noodles, there were five spirit stones a bowl, and under the white porridge, there were two spirit stones a bowl.

Du Heng covered his face, Feng Gui was so amazing.

Feng Daxian'er didn't think she had done something wrong at all: "Do you think I'm priced high? They have the ability to try to catch mountain paste by themselves? An ordinary spiritual sheep sells two thousand spirit stones, but a mountain paste costs three thousand spirit stones!"

Du Heng weakly reminded him: "No one eats monsters, right?"

Feng Gui said calmly: "What's wrong with the monster? Are you discriminating against monsters? I've eaten it. I think it tastes pretty good!"

Xuan Yu said: "There are not much mountain paste and earthworms in our refrigerator. If you go to the mission hall to find the outer mission disciples to catch them, the mountain paste and earthworms in the Golden Pill stage may have five thousand spirit stones to go up in the physical body alone."

Du Heng bowed: "I won't say anything, just set the price."

Feng Gui held the pen: "When Xiaoyu said this, I think that even five spirit stones can't be paid for the money. Look at how much meat Du Heng has put down, one-fifth of the pot is meat!"

Du Heng turned his face and sighed. I hope his scattered noodles can be sold smoothly. Speaking of which, he hasn't sold noodles and white porridge in Yishentang. If he doesn't want to cook in the future, he will cook noodles for the monks to eat, and fry a few toppings, which will be easier.

Xiaoxiao, who was having fun, came back to have dinner on time. He flapped his wings and ran over from outside the door. Now Xiaoxiao can already travel to Yichen Hall and the Beast Garden alone, and Feng Gui was not worried that his nephew would be caught and eaten.

As soon as Xiaoxiao entered the door, he went straight to the kitchen: "Jiujiu~" Du Heng quickly served him a bowl of Duroe noodles: "Today I eat Duroe noodles, do you like this taste?"

Xiaoxiao lowered his head and sucked the noodles. He only sucked a mouthful and made a tremolo of surprise. What kind of fairy noodles is this? It's so delicious, right?! The noodles here are fragrant with smooth meat, chicken mushrooms and mushrooms, and soybean seeds are glutinous. The soybeans that have been sucked in full soup are so delicious that they are about to fly!

Feng Gui spitted and said, "Outstanding."

Xiaoxiao held the bowl with two small wings and pushed it in front of Feng Gui: "Jiuchi!" Let's try it! It's really delicious!

Feng Gui picked up the bowl and took a sip. After putting it down, he said to Du Heng: "Give me a bowl too. Nan Nan, change the noodles into eight spirit stones per bowl, so you can't lower it any more."

Jing Nan raised his eyebrows: "Is it so delicious?" He expressed doubts, but after a moment, he became really fragrant.

Du Heng served a bowl of noodles for Xuan Yu and the others: "In fact, this noodles need to be cooked more to taste good. Of course, it tastes good now, but it just feels a little thin. Xiaoyu?"

Du Heng called out a few times before Xuan Yu realized. Since he talked to Jing Nan and the others, Xuan Yu sat on the stool of Yichang Hall in a daze. Du Heng had never seen Xuan Yu so abnormal. He asked with concern: "What's wrong? Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

Xuan Yu showed a comforting smile: "It's okay." For some reason, Du Heng felt that Xuan Yu was so strange today that he felt a little scared. Maybe it was because he stretched out his hand to cover the back of Xuan Yu's hand in the chrysanthemum artichoke bush, he didn't respond to his reason?
Chapter completed!