After sprinkling marijuana, the soup in the pot wafted out a strong fragrance of egg soup.

Du Heng found a big white porcelain bowl, and he put all the soup in the pot into a big bowl. He only beat six sea duck eggs, but he got a large bowl of duck egg soup.

At this time, the spiritual rice in the pot was also cooked, and a smell of sausage and bacon mixed with the rice fragrance floated out. Du Heng put the duck egg soup on the table, then turned around and opened the pot. In fact, he felt a little nervous. This was his first time cooking sausage in the demon world, and he didn't know what the taste was.

The white steam was taken away by the formation. Under the light of the Night Pearl, Du Heng brought out the large plate above the steamer. He uncovered the plate that was pressed upside down on the plate as a lid.

As soon as the plate was opened, slices of shiny bacon lay in the oil. A fresh fragrance came to my face, and the salty fragrance also had a little smoky smell, which looked delicious.

Jing Nan stretched out his claws and pinched a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. The fumigated bacon was not as soft as fresh meat, but was a little chewy. The lean meat of the bacon was a little hard and tasted chewy. The thin layer of skin on the edge and the oil in the middle tasted crispy!

Jing Nan squinted her eyes and chewed: "Well..."

Du Heng looked at him nervously: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Jing Nan swallowed the bacon in his mouth and stretched out his claws again: "It's very special. The smoky taste is a little uncomfortable at first, but I think I'll like it if I eat a few more slices."

Jing Nan pinched two pieces of bacon, he picked up one piece by himself, and another piece was stuffed into Feng Gui's mouth: "Try it."

Feng Gui chewed it and frowned slightly: "Yeah..."

Du Heng also pinched two pieces, and he handed them to Xuan Yu first, and then sent the other piece to his mouth. After only one bite, Du Heng almost burst into tears.

That's right, this is the taste of my hometown! Although it's different from what my parents cook, it tastes very good. Du Heng gave himself 80 points, and there is room for improvement for the remaining twenty minutes.

Feng Gui was a little puzzled: "Didn't it say... it's spicy meat? Why isn't it spicy?"

Here is the reason why Feng Daxian'er frowned? Du Heng almost choked.

Du Heng pointed to the pot and said, "The one you eat is called bacon. The cured meat in the twelfth lunar month is not spicy or spicy. The spicy food you want is still in the pot!"

Everyone looked in the direction of Du Heng's finger and saw five sausages on the bamboo steaming rack, staying steadily on the steaming rack. After steaming, the sausages became tighter from their dehydrated and shriveled appearance.

Every sausage is bright red, and a spicy smell touches everyone's nerves.

Du Heng took a white plate and clamped out all the sausages and put them on the plate: "This should be cooled a little and then cut it open, otherwise the meat inside will spread."

Jing Nan stretched out his claws without hesitation: "What to cut? Just chew it with one person." After that, he opened his mouth and bit the sausage, and heard the crackling sound of the casing cracking.

Jing Nan's eyes suddenly widened: "Ah! Spicy!!"

The author has something to say: sausage and bacon... I haven't eaten it for a long time. Nowadays, pigs are more expensive than me, and I can't afford it, and I can't afford it. I miss the authentic Sichuan-style sausage and bacon, the soup that cooks sausage and bacon can also be used to cook some radish or winter melon, which tastes spicy.

When I went to my uncle's house, my aunt cut the sausages into small pieces and distributed them to a few of us for us to take them to eat. It's delicious~
Chapter completed!