There is too much time to make sweet-skin duck, but you can make a sauce duck. The sauce duck in my hometown is salty and sweet, and the skin tastes sweet. Du Heng thinks Jing Nan should like that taste.

As usual, after getting the duck, you must remove the excess oil on it. I don’t know how the ducks in the demon world grow. They are very fat, and half a bowl of oil on their stomachs will be peeled off.

After Du Heng carefully cleaned up the duck oil, he reminded Xuan Yu: "Xiaoyu, please help me go to the terrace to see. The malt crumbs and spiritual rice should be almost fermented." It is hard for Du Heng to remember his maltose. When he heard the three words maltose, he smiled and said something.

Jing Nan translated: "Xiaoxiao said, is there no sugar at home?"

Du Heng said: "There is sugar at home, but the taste of maltose is even better and unique. When I prepare it, you will know that it is a piece. I love maltose when I was a child." Hearing this, Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly became brighter than Night Pearl.

Du Heng divided the ducks into two in the middle. He left the duck neck and duck head alone. Before Wen Qiong left, Du Heng would make the duck neck into snacks and let her take more away.

Du Heng tied the duck skin tightly with bamboo sticks. He wanted to fry the duck slightly later. The duck oil in the duck skin would taste better after it was frying out. Only when the taste was braised can the duck meat seep into the duck meat.

The oil in the pot was hot, so Du Heng put the duck skin into the bottom of the pot. He wanted to fry the duck on both sides of the duck, but he didn't know if there was any such step in making duck with sauce. Anyway, Du's father made duck with sauce occasionally. Du Heng thought it was quite delicious.

Just as Du Heng was frying the duck, Xuan Yu held the big wooden basin and came down: "See if it's fermented."

Uncovered the veil on the wooden basin, Du Heng saw a pot of gray-yellow soup in the wooden basin, with white foam and malt crumbs on it. A sweet smell spread out in the air. Du Heng dipped the soup with his fingers and licked it. Well, it was very sweet! There was the malt fragrance that ate malt when he was a child.

Du Heng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, OK."

Xuan Yu said, "Then I'll filter out the juice inside." He often watched Du Heng cook, and Xuan Yu could now guess the subsequent process.

I have to say that with Xuan Yu's help, Du Heng was really relieved. While frying the duck, he looked at Xuan Yu hanging gauze filtering water on the branches in the courtyard. When Du Heng looked over, Xuan Yu happened to turn around, and the two of them smiled gently from each other.

Du Heng felt as if his heart was covered with malt sugar. He looked down at the duck in the pot and felt that the duck was cut perfectly today.

A lot of oil was fryed on the duck skin, and Du Heng scooped the excess oil in the pot into a small bowl. While the pot was still hot, he poured a light layer of soy sauce on the duck skin.

The soy sauce of the demon clan is darker in color, unlike the ones in my hometown. If you accidentally add too much duck, it will turn black.

After the soy sauce was gone, Du Heng quickly added water that was not over the duck. The water immediately turned into a rich sauce color. Du Heng added two handfuls of rock sugar to the pot, and then he put the star anise cinnamon-bayan leaf peppercorns and a few dried peppers in a small bag made of gauze and threw it into the pot.

Of course, according to the old rules, large pieces of ginger and green onion are indispensable, and none of them can be left out to remove fishy smell.

Du Heng covered the pot and let the ducks stew. After the water in the pot boiled, Du Heng adjusted the heat in the pot from high heat to low heat. The ducks need to be stewed for half an hour, then turned off the heat and let the ducks soak for half an hour, and then closed the heat and then cut the juice. This is a dish that takes time, so don't be impatient.

Xuan Yu got a large pot of gray-yellow soup, which exuded a sweet smell, which made Xiaoxiao circle around the wooden basin. However, Xiaoxiao couldn't drink it now, and it would take time to boil malt sugar.

Du Heng thought of a small stove. It is suitable to use the stove to simmer slowly. Anyway, there is no need to over-mix when simmering malt sugar. If too much stirring will make the sugar turbid.

Du Heng likes the formation that can save time on the casserole. In fact, if it is possible, he wants Xuan Yu to carve one for him on the stove. In this way, he can save a lot of time when stewing ingredients that require a long time to cook. But later he thought about it and cooking was a process that was too urgent.

Du Heng knows too little about the ingredients in the demon world. Most of the ingredients he cooks now are familiar with and familiar with. Sometimes when cooking, he can judge how much time it takes to complete based on his previous experience. If he encounters unfamiliar ingredients in the future, he will not be sure.

The formation will affect his judgment of the maturity of the ingredients. It can shorten the time for food production, but it may also cause Du Heng to make mistakes in judgment. This is a double-edged sword. He wants to save time, but he wants to make delicious food more.

Xuan Yu poured the fermented soup in the wooden basin into the casserole, which was boiled on the small stove. Xiaoxiao poked his head out and looked at the soup in the pot. He only saw a piece of white foam, but the sweetness in the air could not be fake. This sweetness is different from the sugar he had eaten before, and this sweetness carries the fragrance of malt.

Under the action of the formation, the soup in the casserole quickly boiled. There was a lot of foam on the boiling soup. Du Heng did not care about it, but let the water in the pot continue to boil.

The water in the pot is getting less and less, and the color of the soup gradually changes from gray-yellow to yellow, and it is gradually deepening as the moisture evaporates.

Xuan Yu asked Du Heng: "When will it be fine to cook?"

Du Heng said: "When large bubbles appear on it, dip chopsticks into sugar water. If the sugar water can form a layer of film between the two chopsticks, it would be great."

Xuan Yu nodded: "I understand. I will adjust the formation."

Du Heng:!!! Can this still be done? Xuan Yu is so powerful.

The spiritual light in Xuan Yu's hand flashed around the stove and the casserole above. This time, a complex light blue formation appeared on the ground below the stove. The spiritual light on the formation flashed continuously at the beginning, but later it turned into a continuous spiritual light.

Du Heng felt like he was watching a video of pressing the fast forward button. He saw the soup in the pot gusting, and then the color of the soup became yellower until a large number of bubbles appeared on it. The bubbles grew from small to large, and when the bubbles that emerged were generally larger, Xuan Yu removed the spiritual energy in his hand.

He picked up a pair of chopsticks and stirred them in the pot. After the chopsticks were lifted, a ball of brown and yellow sugar liquid was hung on the chopsticks. Xuan Yu separated the two chopsticks, and the sugar liquid was spread out, and a clear film appeared in the middle of the chopsticks. Xuan Yu asked with a smile: "Is this okay?"

Du Heng nodded repeatedly: "Okay, OK!"

After removing the casserole from the stove, a thick layer of sugar liquid appeared in the pot. The sugar liquid was brown and yellow in color, with irregular patterns on the surface.

Du Heng stirred the bamboo sticks in the casserole while they were hot. When he took them out, malt sugar as big as an apricot was hung on one end of the bamboo stick. The sugar liquid stirred was very beautiful, and the sugar liquid was layer by layer, like a flower. The outermost sugar liquid was so sticky that it refused to separate from the sugar in the pot. Du Heng lifted it up and pulled out a long silk.

The first candy was given to the child, and Du Heng handed the bamboo stick to Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao comes and taste maltose."

Xiaoxiao made a tremolo of surprise, and Du Heng liked to hear Xiaoxiao call this. Every time he heard such a sound, he felt very accomplished.

Du Heng quickly rolled a candy skewer for Xuan Yujingnan and Wen Qiong: "This kind of sugar can also be used to pinch sugar people, because it tastes soft and is also called malt sugar."

Jing Nan and the others raised a sign and waited for them to send it into their mouths to understand what softness meant by Du Heng. Nowadays, malt sugar is slightly hot, and the first reaction to it when eaten is sweet, but its sweetness is not greasy. The sweetness also has a little fragrance, and this candy has no moral integrity. As soon as the tongue is added, it runs away with the tongue, and the teeth are rubbed and stick to the teeth.

Wen Qiong and the others have eaten sugar. The sugar in the cultivation world is red and white, but none of them has the soft and delicate taste like maltose. In their impression, sugar has always been seasoned. Few monks have nothing to do with their mouths.

However, malt sugar has subverted their perception. Even if you eat a few pieces of this sugar, it will not get greasy. Not only that, it is quite fun.

After Jing Nan and the others finished eating the malt sugar that Du Heng gave them, they went to the pot to roll the candy themselves. The candy cubes of Jing Nan rolled were big and round, and hung on the bamboo sticks like a ball, Du Heng was almost stunned.

Du Heng also skewed himself a piece of maltose and tasted it as a child.

When I was a child, it was not during the Chinese New Year, old men selling candy would appear in the village, and the children would exchange the ragged iron and old shoes from their homes for candy. Whenever they saw the old man, Du Heng especially hoped that his shoes would break faster.

The malt sugar sold by the old man turned white and solidified malt sugar after being pulled, with a thin layer of flour around it. In childhood, this was one of the few times when you could eat candy openly. No matter how strict the family was, parents would not stop their children from changing the candy when the old man sold the candy in the village.

The old man is quite stingy. The toothpaste and bad sandals that Du Heng has worked hard to collect can only be exchanged for a piece of snow-white malt sugar the size of an apricot. Every time he changes sugar, Du Heng will stretch out his hands to hold the malt sugar and chew it. At the beginning, he can chew a few crispy sugar slices.

But when his saliva and body temperature warmed the maltose, the maltose would become sticky. Du Heng's mouth would be stuck by maltose. In severe cases, the skin of his mouth would be stuck by sugar and could not be opened. At that time, he needed to use his tongue to keep licking the position of his lips from the inside.

Du Heng was stuck every time, and then he always enjoyed licking the melted maltose.

When the old man left, the sweetness of maltose could be kept at home for a long time. Du Heng thought that maltose had a magical fragrance and could not dissipate for three days.

It was not until he fell and couldn't stop crying that Du's father took out a piece of snow-white maltose from the cabinet to coax him that he realized that there was maltose at home.

In order not to let Du Heng eat candy, his parents actually hid the candy in the cabinet. Du Heng was so angry. But when Du Dad took out the candy cubes, he immediately forgot where he was angry. He was immediately hooked by malt sugar, and only candy was left in his eyes.

Maltose can only appear in the cold winter and disappear after the Spring Festival. Du Heng thought that there were too many delicacies during the Spring Festival, which diluted his love for maltose.

But later I learned that whenever the old man selling candy came to the village, Du's father would buy a small bag of candy and put it in. When he was obedient, his parents would take it out and feed Du Heng, and a bag of candy would often fall into Du Heng's stomach.

Du Heng's eyes turned red with candy in his mouth, and he missed his parents again. He didn't know if his parents were fine at home. He is now very smooth in the demon world, and his only concern is the two elders in the family.

He doesn't have much ambitions, he just hopes that his relatives and friends can be safe and happy. But sometimes he feels that this is the most difficult wish in the world.

Du Heng decided to divide the sugar in the pot into two parts, and put it in the jar in its original flavor, and stir it with bamboo sticks when eating. The remaining sugar was ready to be pulled into the malt sugar he had eaten when he was a child.

Pulling sugar is originally a laborious and troublesome thing, but for monks, it is not something that is difficult to achieve.

Even if Du Heng pulled it with spiritual energy, he could easily wrap all the remaining malt sugar in the pot. The malt sugar in the spiritual energy was pulled into a long strip and then folded. The color slowly turned white from the beginning of brown and yellow, and finally turned into a warm white!

Wen Qiong and the others looked at it in amazement, and their mouths were rounded. It turned out that malt sugar can change color!

After the maltose turned white, Du Heng rolled the sugar into long strips and divided it into sugar particles as big as apricots. The sugar particles fell into irregular shapes when they had been waiting in the flour basin next to them. After the maltose cooled down, mass of maltose appeared in the flour basin.

Xuan Yu reached out to take a maltose and looked at it. When the maltose fell into the flour, there was still a temperature, and the edges and corners cut by Du Heng would be melted by the temperature. Although the shape of the sugar particles was irregular, they were very warm. There was a layer of flour on it, and there was also a smell of maltose.

Du Heng smiled and put a piece of candy in Xiaoxiao's mouth. He put a few candies in Wen Qiongjingnan's palm: "This kind of malt sugar is easy to carry, and you can also eat a few when you are greedy."

Wen Qiong threw a pill into his mouth. The maltose had changed from soft to hard, and it cracked into uneven sugar crumbs after biting. The sugar crumbs melted quickly in the mouth, and in a short while the sugar in the mouth would not be easily bitten open.

People who try to bite maltose will have their teeth stuck by sugar. The fun of eating maltose is here. The sugar is wrapped in the mouth, melting it bit by bit, and slowly savoring its sweetness. The sugar particles will turn from hard to soft, and finally disappear between the lips and teeth, leaving a mouth full of fragrance.

Xiaoxiao likes maltose, and he soon discovered the correct way to eat maltose. While his mouth could still be opened, he took out the storage bag he had to hold his snacks, and then looked at Du Heng with a cute look.

Although the annoying uncle left his snacks, he had Du Heng and Xuan Yu. Xuan Yu made a storage bag for Xiaoxiao again, and Du Heng was responsible for making the storage bag bulge.

Du Heng immediately understood what Xiaoxiao meant, and he laughed out loud. He opened the storage bag and solemnly put a bag of malt sugar wrapped in oil paper inside: "You can't eat too much this, as eating too much will make your stomach hurt."

Will eating maltose cause stomachache? No, but eating too much is still bad for your health. When I was a child, Du’s father used to coax Du Heng, but now Du Heng uses it to make fun of him.

After dealing with the maltose, the duck in the pot was cooked. Jing Nan had already smelled the fragrance. He couldn't wait to uncover the lid, but Du Heng actually pressed the lid.

Jing Nan's beautiful eyes rolled, and Du Heng's aggrieved look softened. Jing Nan said, "I can smell it, isn't it better yet?"

Du Heng nodded: "Yes, you have to soak it for half an hour before closing the juice on high heat, otherwise the taste will be much worse."

Jing Nan muttered: "But I think the taste is delicious now."

Du Heng still coldly rejected his request: "No, now when the pot is boiled, it is not soy sauce duck, but boiled duck. Some foods taste wrong in one process."

Jing Nan blinked, and he said something that almost made Du Heng fall down.

He said, "I don't believe it unless you let me eat it now, and I will give you the answer at that time."

It's all right to say that if Du Heng didn't open the lid, he might be charged with Jing Nan. He could only helplessly uncover the pot: "Okay, I'll take out a piece for everyone to taste."

Jing Nan showed a proud smile, and Du Heng happened to look back and see his smile.

Du Heng suddenly felt helpless: "When Jing Nan changed her hair, she seemed to have changed her own person."

Xuan Yu said slowly: "Only in front of the person he trusts the most, he dares to relax like this, right?"

If you don’t trust, who dares to reveal your true nature and who dares to expose your weaknesses?

After hearing this explanation, Du Heng's helplessness turned into deep concern: "I hope the people from Yunyanlou will bring the ingredients quickly. I will make a bunch of delicious food for him. I can also make lotus leaf chicken beggar chicken and so on, and Jing Nan will definitely like it."

The duck that had been stewed for an hour was also good. After Du Heng tasted it, he felt that the taste was particularly similar to the sauce duck bought in the cooked vegetable shops in his hometown. It seems that the people in the cooked vegetable shops have saved a lot of processes in order to save time.

Du Heng cut one quarter of the duck and placed it on the dining table: "Wait a while and try the duck that was made according to my method and see who will not be better than now."

Jing Nan and Xiaoxiao nodded in unison. For a moment, a picture appeared in front of Du Heng: Under the dim light, he placed a bowl of dishes on the table, and the little chickens and fox next to the dining table lowered their heads and sighed.

The picture flew in a flash, Du Heng rubbed his temples: "Hey?"

Xuan Yu discovered Du Heng's abnormality, and he stepped forward and sent some spiritual energy in Du Heng's back: "What's wrong?"
To be continued...