Since Xiaoyu took out his Lu Tian from the forbidden land of Shenxu Palace, Du Heng discovered a little depressed. That is, no matter where Xuan Yu went, he would hold a Thousand Machine Umbrella.

Of course, Xiaoyu is handsome and has a gentle and gentle temperament when she holds an umbrella. Du Heng is so fascinated that this is not a solution. You can't always hold an umbrella when you see someone when you go out. Those who don't know think that Xiaoyu has something wrong with him.

But if Xiaoyu didn't hold an umbrella, the problem would be even worse. The Lutian Sword was too domineering and powerful. When Ji Qingyan picked him up, he was injured by it. As a last resort, Shenxu Palace sealed the Lutian Sword and threw it into the forbidden area. If the Qianji Umbrella did not use the Thousand Machine Umbrella to cover the sword energy of the Lutian Sword, the monks hundreds of feet from Li Xuanyu would be injured by the sword energy.

Du Heng complained, "How is this good?" Xuan Yu comforted, "It's okay, we will leave Shenxu Palace tomorrow. After we get to the village, I won't have to hold an umbrella."

Xuan Yu was right. Among the people living in the village, Jing Nanfenggui had already adapted to his spiritual energy. Xiaoxiao and Tai Shuhong's ability to accept was far stronger than that of others. As for Du Heng, he became Xuan Yu's Taoist companion and would not be afraid of his sword energy.

But Du Heng didn't think of this: "Didn't we say we want to go back to the Dragon Clan? You can't go back to the Dragon Clan and still hold an umbrella, right?"

Xuan Yu was extremely calm: "The dragon clan has thick skin and flesh. Look at the Zhou brothers, they will not be afraid of my spiritual energy. Only human cultivation and spoiled demon cultivation will be afraid, you don't have to worry about this."

Du Heng felt relieved and sighed: "It's better to handle it earlier and go back to the village. Xiaoyu, you are really hard."

Xuan Yu smiled slightly: "Is it difficult? I think it's good." Du Heng said depressedly: "Where is better?"

Xuan Yu's smile became deeper: "Because when I was holding an umbrella, you had more time to watch me." Xuan Yu was careful. He had already discovered that whenever he was holding an umbrella, Du Heng's eyes fell on him were obsessed. He was very satisfied!

Xuan Yu's answer made Du Heng laugh and cry: "What is this reason?" Xuan Yu smiled and said: "And I think my existence is also beneficial now. At least I am here, and there are fewer people coming to have a free meal."

Before he had not retrieved the Sword of the Sky, Wen Qiong and her disciples would come to have some food. As well as Xiaoyao Sword and others, they would also come to fight Qiu Feng. Now with Xuan Yu here, they really couldn't withstand Xuan Yu's sword energy. So, Yishen Hall was so lonely that only a few of them were there.

Jing Nan made a recliner and lay at the door. He ate Lingguo and said, "This group of people is really ignorant. Do you think Du Heng is the cook of the past? Du Heng doesn't care, and they are really embarrassed to speak. I think this is good and quite quiet. By the way, Du Heng, can you eat the eight-treasure duck at noon today?"

Du Heng covered his face: "If I remember correctly, isn't it you and Xixi the most active person who orders the dishes?"

Jing Nan was dissatisfied: "It's obviously a smile! I'm such a cute little fox, so I don't order food often. Besides, you haven't cooked new dishes for a long time. What are you talking about when you've made them before? "

Du Heng said with a funny look: "Okay, okay, I understand what you mean."

Jing Nan rolled his eyes: "No, you don't understand. If you understand, you won't continue to tinker with your little fish. This thing is full of thorns. What's the delicious food?"

There was a wooden basin in front of Du Heng, and most of the basins were filled with mixed fish. Among them were long and flat minnows, small round minnows, small crucian carp that were less than the size of a palm, and Angkong fish that could make small calls... and many other fish, Jing Nan couldn't even name it.

Jing Nan had a big opinion: "You can't finish eating big fish, but you still tinker with these small fish."

Du Heng was cleaning the fish's internal organs. He smiled and said, "Big fish have the freshness of big fish, and small fish have the beauty of small fish. Didn't you say you want to eat new dishes? I'm making new dishes for you."

Jing Nan thought for a while: "Did you fry these fish with paste? Although the kind tastes good, I have eaten it several times and don't want to eat it anymore." Ye Wenqiu likes to eat crispy fish, and Du Heng has made it for him several times.

Du Heng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have never cooked the dishes I cook today before. By the way, Xiaoyu, scoop two spoons of flour for me."

Jing Nan muttered: "I said it wasn't fried, so I asked Xiaoyu to scoop flour and mix the batter..."

Du Heng looked at Jing Nan with a smile. He raised his hand gently, and the thin blanket that had slid down from Jing Nan's chest was pulled up a little higher. Jing Nan narrowed his eyes: "I'm not so cute."

Du Heng said slowly: "You didn't get a good rest when you had a long tail, and you were also extracted some spiritual energy by the formation in the ruins. Later, when you woke up, you repaired the spiritual roots for Xiaoxiao regardless of your body. I heard from Xixi that your body could not be raised for three to five months. You should lie down honestly, I will make you an eight-treasure duck for a while."

Jing Nan smiled and pinched a spirit fruit and threw it into her mouth: "I'm not so cute..." However, his tone was full of happiness and could not even hide it.

After cleaning up the internal organs of small fish, there is no need to remove the scales. Just put the fish in a bamboo basket and put it up and down in clean water. The scales will fall off the fish like snowflakes.

The cleaned small fish have different colors and sizes. Jing Nan saw that there were several big prawns inside with sharp eyes. He asked in confusion: "Yunyanlou even packed this kind of small fish for you? Are they too much?"

Du Heng smiled and said, "It was not packaged by Yunyanlou. These little fish were given to me by the servants from the Lingyao Field."

Jing Nan was even more confused: "The servant knows your identity and dares to be so lazy to you? He actually uses this little fish to fool you!" Du Heng quickly said: "No, no, these little fish were specially asked for. You must make small fish pot stickers for making small fish, which tastes delicious."

Jing Nan paused: "…ha?"

The dish Du Heng wants to make is called a fish pot sticker, which is a delicious food that I can only eat during the Chinese New Year in my memory. There are many river ponds in my hometown, and whenever it is the Chinese New Year, the owner of the river pond will clear the pond.

The big fish will be sold by the owner, and the worthless small fish will be distributed to the villagers by the owner. Whenever it is the Chinese New Year, Du Dad will receive small fish sent by his relatives.

Small fish usually don’t eat in winter, and their stomachs are very clean. Even if they don’t clean the internal organs, they can just put them in the food. However, for the sake of cleaning, Du’s father and Du’s mother will spend an hour or two to clean the fish intestines and gills. For some particularly small fish, they will pinch the fish head and leave the fish body.

After the fish is cleaned, Du’s father will divide the fish into two halves, half used to make small fish pot stickers, and half fried with pickles. Eat hot fish pot stickers, and fresh fish with cakes. Eat small fish pickles with cold, take a few bites of fish and eat when drinking porridge. It’s so fresh!

Du Heng was also preparing to continue Du's father's method. He picked out the slightly larger fish and placed it in a basket, and kept the remaining small fish by the pool for a while to cook pickles.

After draining the mixed fish in the basket, you can put it in a pan and fry it. The fresh fish do not need to be marinated too much. Just use a little fried two sides and the two sides can be cooked officially.

Du Heng poured an appropriate amount of cold oil into the hot pot, and then he poured the small fish in the basket along the edge of the pot. After the fish body was heated, it contracted, and some fish's fins raised up, as if the fish were alive again in the pot.

Don’t be impatient when frying fish. You need to fry them over low heat. You have to wait until the fish body is fixed on the bottom of the pot before turning over. After half a cup of tea, the aroma of fish wafts out of the pot.

This fragrance is completely different from the taste of his fried crispy fish. In the past, when he fryed the fish, the smell of fish was just a decoration. But now, the fishy smell has become a strong fish fragrance, so fragrant that Jing Nan can no longer lie down.

When Du Heng turned over all the fish in the pot, he found that Jing Nan was already standing beside him with his hands in his arms. Jing Daxian'er looked at the small fish in the pot: "You can eat it after it's fried?"

Du Heng chuckled: "What are you saying? Why are you so fast? You still have to make pancakes!"

While the fish in the pot was slowly frying, Du Heng added an appropriate amount of salt and water to the wooden basin where the flour had been poured in advance. He also beat an egg into the flour. After he rubbed it, the loose flour became a slightly sticky dough in his hands.

By the time his dough was kneaded, the little fish had already been fryed. Jing Nan had secretly reached out and pinched a fish body beside him and started to chew. He hummed and said, "It doesn't taste, it smells so fragrant."

Du Heng smiled: "I didn't put any seasonings, can it taste like?"

Jing Nan put the half-bited little fish into Xiaoyu's hand next to him: "Oh... I'm wasting my feelings."

Xuan Yu looked at the half fish in his hand and looked at Jing Nan again. Jing Nan didn't know anything: "What do you think of me?" Xuan Yu said slowly: "I don't care about you because you are a patient."

Jing Nan said fearlessly: "What? What else can you care about with me?" He looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Xuan Yu really had no choice but to beat Jing Nan. He couldn't beat this thing and could scold him. Xuan Yu threw half of the fish to the glutinous rice cake that had been guarding next to the stove: "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

Jing Nan smiled and urged Du Heng: "Make it quickly, I'm waiting to eat the mixed fish pot stickers you made. By the way, didn't you say that pot stickers were a kind of snack before? Are you going to use mixed fish to make filling?"

Du Heng always felt that something was missing, and was interrupted by Jing Nan. He subconsciously responded: "The dim sum pot stickers I mentioned do contain stuffing, but the fish pot stickers have no stuffing, just sticking pancakes on the edge of the pot."

Jing Nan thought for a while: "Oh, it turns out that the pot sticker means the pot sticker, I understand." But his eyes were full of suspicion. No matter how the fish and the cake sticker on the pot were combined, he felt strange. Forget it, he would understand what was going on when Du Heng made it.

At this time, the fish in the pot had been fryed, and Du Heng pushed the fish beside the pot into the middle of the pot. The pot of fish was now piled up lightly at the bottom of the pot, with the golden fish body overlapping, looking very appetizing. Then Du Heng began to pour seasoning on the fish. After three spoonfuls of soy sauce were put down, Jing Nan sighed: "What a great pot of fish..."

Jing Nan's words revealed a strong regret, but to be honest, Du Heng also felt that when pouring soy sauce, he felt that the soy sauce destroyed the feeling of a pot of fish. The soy sauce in the cultivation world was darker in color, and after a spoonful of them, the color of the dish turned black.

At this time, he missed the new seasonings in his hometown, and there were dozens of soy sauce alone! Although many of them were blended, at least they were good in color when used. Du Heng thought that he would go to the small world where the chef Du Heng was in when he had time, not only to buy seasonings, but more importantly, to see the Du parents.

After the soy sauce was put into the pot, Du Heng poured white wine. A white oil smoke came out of the pot. While the oil smoke was not very large, he added boiling water that could cover all the fish. The boiling water diluted the color of the soy sauce, and the golden fish began to gulp in the soy sauce.

After sprinkling shredded ginger and garlic slices and a few rounds of dried peppers, Du Heng began to paste the pancakes! Jing Nan stretched his neck and stood beside him and watched. Du Heng looked at Jing Nan strangely while holding the wooden basin.

At this time, he finally understood what was going on when he felt that he was missing something. It was not that he had less seasonings, but that there was a little cutie who could twitch on his stove!

Since Xiaoxiao transformed, let alone squatting on Du Heng's stove, Du Heng even had less time to see Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao became very busy. He had to learn a lot under the guidance of Yun Zheng Laodao and others. Xiaoxiao's theory is very solid. However, due to the limitations of spiritual roots, his understanding of many magic methods was only theoretical. When he truly practiced it, he had many shortcomings.

Xiaoxiao was not so anxious, but there was a little feather around him. Xiaofei was very smart and he could learn anything quickly. Some of the martial arts that Su Zhan instilled in him in the past were not suitable for him, so Xiaofei didn't have to start over.

However, even if Xiao Feather starts again, his cultivation is higher than Xiao Xiao. With Xiao Feather comparing next to him, Xiao Xiao is under great pressure. During this period, Xiao Xiao is not urging him to study. He wants to catch up with Xiao Feather soon, but he doesn't want to be seen by others.

Xiaoxiao is actually a very proud little phoenix. His transformation falls into Fenggui's eyes, which is a sign of growing up. However, Du Heng was a little lonely, and she was gone. Xiaoxiao was next to her and tasted the taste and blew the rainbow farts. Du Heng felt that he had no motivation to cook.

But he couldn't disturb Xiaoxiao. He had nothing to help him, at least he had to make sure that he wouldn't drag Xiaoxiao down.

The fish soup rolled away, and the pot was bubbling. Du Heng divided the dough in the basin into pieces of dough as big as a palm. He held the dough in his hand and slapped it at the edge of the pot on the fish soup. With a bang, the dough sticks firmly to the iron pot.

The dough was a little wet, and under the influence of gravity, it slid downwards. Not only did Du Heng not stop the dough from sliding, he also applied the falling dough to the direction of the fish soup. The round cake turned into a long strip! It was dragged to the bottom into the fish soup!

Du Heng looked at the long pancake with satisfaction: "Yeah! Perfect!"

Then he slapped all the cakes in the basin to the edge of the pot, and the white cakes seemed to bloom on the black pot.

Du Heng covered the pot and said, "Cook it like this, wait until the fish is cooked, and the dough cakes are cooked."

Jing Nan opened his eyes: "It can still be like this! But... can this be delicious?" He looked inappropriate...

Du Heng gave a thumbs up and said with certainty: "It's delicious! You'll know after you eat it!"

As he said that, Du Heng walked to the corner of the kitchen, where several clay urns were placed. The urns had round lids upside down, and the lids tightly wrapped the upward opening of the urn. There was also a circle of upside-down edges next to the urn. The lid was stuck between the edge and the opening.

Du Heng will put water in the groove between the edge and the middle of the opening, so that the flying insects cannot enter, and the vegetables inside will not break easily. He is often used to make kimchi and pickles.

The mountain protection formation in Shenxu Palace was broken before, and the mountain was blocked overnight. Du Heng's vegetables were collected by Xuan Yu. Later, Xuan Yu planted some vegetables again. Du Heng saw that the mustard greens he planned to use for pickles were almost the same, so he kneaded the mustard greens into pickles.

The leaves of this mustard green are thick, and Du Heng divided it into two halves, half made into sauerkraut, and half made into pickles. It has been more than a month since it was pickled and can be eaten.

After uncovering the lid, a salty smell floated out. Du Heng picked out two mustard green trees from the jar. The mustard greens had changed from a crisp, tender and green state to a yellow, drooping head. The two mustard green trees were heavy. Du Heng reached out and twisted the salt water on the leaves, and the salt water saved fell into half of the kitchen.

After cleaning the pickles in the pool, Du Heng put the pickles on the chopping board. The pickles were quite large, and each pickles had two or three pounds. Du Heng weighed them and confirmed one thing: "Oh no, I took too much."

But it's okay, pickles can also be used to cook tofu, and you can make a pickles tofu tonight! After thinking it through, he put a pickles aside: "Xiaoyu, help me get two pieces of tofu in the refrigerator."

Xiaoyu responded, and soon he put two pieces of white jade-like tofu in the basket.

Du Heng raised his knife and cut the pickles into half. The layers of leaves of the pickles wrapped around his tender heart. At this time, the innermost leaves had turned yellow, but compared with the old leaves washed with salt water on the outer layer, the leaves inside could still remain stretched.

Du Heng pulled down the leaf at the center, and divided it into three pieces and stuffed it into the three people in the kitchen.

The pickles taste cool and salty. Although they cannot be compared with other delicious dishes made by Du Heng, they taste natural and rustic and unique.

The pickle stems were crispy and tender, and they were creaking when chewed. Jing Nan ate the pickle leaves in a few bites. He licked the corners of his mouth: "I thought it would be so sour and salty."

Du Heng smiled and said, "If you add less salt, it will turn sour. If you have too much salt, it will be too salty. This is a technical job!"

Jing Nan agreed that this was indeed a technical job. Du Heng was there when he was pickling pickles. Seeing Du Heng sprinkle salt, he was wondering at the time how to make pickles and make tricks. Later he found out that Du Heng had made two dishes.

Jing Nan reached out and pulled the tender leaves in the middle of the pickles and ate them: "This is delicious, I'll eat another piece."

Du Heng patted his paws: "Eat less, eating this thing is not good for your health. You can eat it after it is cooked." Jing Nan muttered: "Oh..."

After Du Heng cut the pickles on the chopping board into thin strips, he heard Jing Nan creaking and eating leaves. He turned around in surprise and saw that Jing Nan was standing next to the pool. The heart of the pickles he was planning to cook tofu in the basket had been gnawed by Jing Nan.

Du Heng covered his face: "Nan Nan, you really haven't changed at all."
To be continued...