Xuan Yu took Du Heng's hand home and took the umbrella. Du Heng looked at the umbrella: "Xuan Yu, why do you have to hold an umbrella when you leave the village?"

He asked Xuan Yu about this question before. At that time, Jing Nan said that this was his family's ancestral umbrella. After hitting it, the monster did not dare to approach it. But he just went to collect some ingredients so he wouldn't hold an umbrella, right?

Xuan Yu did not hide Du Heng this time, and he said: "My demonic energy is too domineering to other demon cultivators. If they are not careful, they will lose their cultivation. Jing Nan's Thousand Machine Umbrella can cover my demonic energy to protect innocent demon cultivators."

Du Heng suddenly realized that this was the case. It’s worthy of being Xiaoyu, she is really too gentle!

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, it was already dark. A red leopard car parked at the entrance of the village, with the sign of Yunyanlou painted on the body. The person who pulled the car was the shopkeeper of Yunyanlou, who was carrying an orange lantern in his hand.

Seeing that the person who came out was Xuan Yu, the shopkeeper nodded and bowed: "Mr. Xuan, I came here after receiving the message from Master Jing. I brought one thousand white-feathered chickens to Master Jing, five hundred male and female. They were all small tender chickens that had been raised for a year, and they were guaranteed to be eaten by Master Jing. There were eight thousand pairs of suckling pigeons, fat and tender. In addition, there were eight hundred pairs of gray geese, eight hundred pairs of mahjong ducks, and eight hundred pairs of sea swallows…"

Du Heng was stunned. Jing Nan was... trying to exhaust Du Heng to death? Is it too ruthless to start?

Compared with the shopkeeper of Yunyanlou, Jing Nan broke the necks of four swans in Nanshan and showed mercy. Du Heng listened to the shopkeeper's report on the menu, his expression was astonished to numbness from the beginning.

Xuan Yu calmly took the eight storage bags from the shopkeeper of Yunyanlou, and nodded and said, "Thank you."

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands: "We will definitely satisfy the adults when Mr. Jing explained what he said."

Xuan Yu asked, "Has Jing Nan paid the bill?" The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Mr. Feng told me that all the things Mr. Jing wants are recorded in his account."

After the shopkeeper handed over the things to Xuan Yu, he bowed his hands and climbed onto the frame. The Red Leopard stretched to Xuan Yu, then pulled the frame and left. The Red Leopard pulled the car very quickly, and within a short while the shadow of the frame disappeared on the small road in the fields.

Xuan Yu packed up the storage bag, he put away his umbrella and held Du Heng's hand: "Go home."

Even if he goes home, Du Heng will not have to rest. If the ingredients in the eight storage bags sent by Yunyanlou are poured out, they can pile them into small hills. Du Heng feels that the whole village will have to eat these ingredients for several years before they can finish them!

However, thinking about Yun Zheng Chonghua who had not appeared for a long time, Feng Gui and Wen Qiong who had left and were about to leave, Du Heng felt that these ingredients would probably not last long.

Du Heng's spiritual sense swirled around the ingredients, and the ingredients were all processed. The internal organs of the poultry were put in separate baskets in storage bags. Du Heng looked at them and even the pigeon blood was left.

Xuan Yu said to Du Heng: "These ingredients can be cooked slowly. If you are tired, let's take a break today?"

Du Heng took out ten ducks, soaked the duck in a wooden basin and said, "I promised Jing Nan that I always do what I promised. I will make him sweet-skinned ducks tomorrow, and marinate the ducks tonight."

The duck was very fat. Du Heng slashed the excess fat on his butt, and then rubbed the ducks inside and outside with white wine salt and five-spice powder. At this time, he began to thank himself for his hard work. Since he had spiritual energy, he could control spiritual energy to do many things at the same time. If he had to cook these ducks alone, it would definitely take a long time to deal with them. However, with the help of spiritual energy, he only used one cup of tea to apply the ducks.

The wooden basin was placed on the dining table, covered with a layer of gauze. Du Heng clapped his hands: "I will be able to braise these ducks tomorrow morning. With maltose, I think I can make sweet-skin ducks."

In fact, it is easy to cook. Many ingredients are treated the same way. Although the production process and process are somewhat different, it is just those steps. Du Heng has never made sweet-skin duck before, but he has eaten it!

This time, there were a lot of scraps such as duck heads and duck necks. Du Heng took out another pot of it. He felt that his spiritual energy was being used more smoothly. When all the spiritual energy was mobilized, he could clean the duck necks and duck heads in just one stick of incense.

Xuan Yu sat quietly at the dining table without saying a word. He knew that Du Heng was tempering his cultivation. He was only one step away from forming a pill. Now he was only one opportunity. Maybe Du Heng had the opportunity to build a pill while cooking?

However, it is not that easy to make a elixir. When Du Heng put the duck head and duck neck and braised ingredients into the pot, his spiritual energy steadily entrenched in the dantian without any shock.

Wen Qiong will leave in two days. Wen Qiong likes to chew duck heads and necks, so Du Heng is going to make more milk tea she likes. In addition, Du Heng is going to make more milk tea she likes, and Du Heng is going to make more at that time.

Du Heng now began to feel the mood of his parents packing food for him every time school starts. Every time his suitcase is filled with stuff. Before arriving at school, the suitcase cannot be opened because it can never be closed again. He can only wait until he is opened in the dormitory, and then everyone will rush forward to grab the food he brought.

Du Heng's mood is like this now. He wants Wen Qiong to bring more food away. Because he left the village, he doesn't know when she will come next time.

Tonight, I can't do a great harmony in life, because as soon as the quilt was lifted, Xiaoxiao was already lying on her back. The golden chicken was cute: "Chirp~"

Du Heng laughed out loud when he saw Xiaoxiao. He hugged Xiaoxiao and rubbed it up and down: "I wonder if Feng Gui was as cute as Xiaoxiao when he was a child."

Xuan Yu thought for a while: "Well... it looks similar, but Feng Gui has a bad temper and is not as easy to talk to as Xiaoxiao."

Du Heng hugged and smiled: "I don't know how Feng Gui and Jing Nan met when they were young. One of them was a fox and the other was... Phoenix. How did they meet?"

Du Heng can now accept Feng Gui's identity as Fenghuang. He has never believed it before because Xiaoxiao looks too down-to-earth.

He always felt that he would never encounter a divine beast that only appears in myths of dragon and phoenix, but when he saw Xuan Yu's original body, he suddenly believed it. His Xuan Yu was all dragons, and there was nothing to doubt about if the phoenix was a phoenix.

Xuan Yu lay beside Du Heng, and there was a round smile between them. Xuan Yu said slowly: "The story of the two of them is too long. You can ask them if you have time another day. It will be more exciting than if I say it."

Du Heng nodded, he yawned and buried his face in Xiaoxiao's neck. There was an indescribable scent on Xiaoxiao's body, which was different from the fragrance on Feng Gui's body. The smell on Xiaoxiao's body smelled warm, making people feel relieved.

Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at Du Heng. He yawned after combing Du Heng a few times. He smelled the braised meat coming from outside the window. Du Heng must be cooking something delicious. When he woke up tomorrow morning, he would be the first to eat something delicious!

The next morning, Du Heng woke up. Today he was going to make a special breakfast - Shengjianbao with tofu soup!

Thanks to Xuan Yu for carving a formation on the wooden basin, which made the dough-making time that originally took one hour only take a cup of tea. However, like a casserole, the wooden basin can only be placed on the eaves of the corridor, otherwise the formation inside will conflict with the formation in the kitchen.

Du Heng placed the wooden basin next to the oven, and with the temperature of the oven, the surface in the wooden basin grew wildly. Taking advantage of this skill, Du Heng prepared the filling for making fried bread.

Du Heng’s favorite fried buns are made of pure meat filling. They can even produce soup after taking a bite. The bottom is crispy, but the top is soft, and the inside is so fragrant that Du Heng can’t stop.

Seeing Du Heng chopping meat filling, Xiaoxiao squatted beside the chopping board with a piece of braised duck neck in her mouth and sucked. Du Heng sighed, and raised his hand to Xiaoxiao's butt: "Go down."

It would be fine if he squatted on the stove, but squatted next to the chopping board where the vegetables was chopping. Xiaoxiao was not afraid that one day he would tilt his hand and chop his neck. Xiaoxiao looked up at Du Heng's hand. He spit out a piece of naked bone, then turned to Du Heng.

Du Heng took the opportunity to pat him gently and smiled twice. This little bastard was sure that he didn't dare to beat him hard.

After the meat filling was chopped, Du Heng put the filling in a wooden basin. He added some green onion, ginger water, white wine, salt, sugar and a crust that was cut into fine diced meat filling. Du Heng was very skilled in making meat filling. The filling he made was salty, moderately fresh and delicious. Whether it was making buns or wonton dumplings, people in the village loved it very much.

After the meat filling is stir-fried, you can wrap it and fry it.

Shengjianbao is actually a slightly smaller bun. When making it, the dosage and filling are only half the size of the normal bun. The wrapped bun is a small one, and you can put down three buns in one hand.

Du Heng put the prepared buns in the mold made in advance. The mold is the same diameter as his large pot, but the bottom is flat. This kind of pot is a special pot for Shengjian and pot stickers, and can be seen often in my hometown. However, people in the demon world have never seen such a pan. Xiaoxiao stared at Shengjian in the pot with curious eyes.

When we steamed buns last time, there was a distance between the buns, but this time Du Heng put the fried buns together. After the pot was filled with fried buns, it looked dense and spectacular.

Du Heng had already brushed a layer of soybean oil on the bottom of the pot, and he took the pot to the stove under the eaves of the corridor. It was not until now that he realized that the stove also had a formation. The mouth of the stove could adjust the diameter according to the size of the pot placed on it.

Du Heng put the large and round frying pan on the stove. Sure enough, the stove expanded several times and happened to wrap the bottom of the whole pot. Du Heng once again praised the black technology in the cultivation world. It was so practical!

The bottom of the pot had been brushed with oil, and after the oil was hot, the bottom of the Shengfan began to heat up. Du Heng could hear the slight whispers made by the Shengfans in the pot. Afraid that the fire at the bottom of the pot was too big, Du Heng carefully shoveled a Shengfan on the edge with a spatula and looked at it. After a while, a light golden color appeared on the bottom of the Shengfan.

At this time, you can add soup. Du Heng scoops a spoonful of water and pour it into the pot. The arrival of water made the pot sound for a short time. As he continued to add water, the pot became quiet. When the water was added to half of the height of the raw fried bread, Du Heng put away the spoon.

The added water turned turbid white because it was stained with the flour on the fried rice, and a layer of golden oil was floating on the water surface. The pot was chubby, and Du Heng covered the lid and didn't want to hear them chubby.

After covering the lid, the murmur in the pot became even louder. If you uncover the lid at this time, you will find that all the fried rice is in a symphony of water and oil.

After half a cup of tea, Du Heng opened the lid and looked, and saw that the water in the pot had been absorbed by the fried doughnuts. The buns were crowded and swelled a little, and they were no longer as round as they were when they were put down.

Du Heng sprinkled a handful of black sesame seeds on it, and then continued to cover the lid. After half a cup of tea, crackling sounds came from the pot. When he heard these sounds, Du Heng knew that the water in the pot had dried up and the fried food was already complete.

He put out the fire in the stove and then opened the lid of the pot. A stream of hot air rushed out of the pot. The moment the lid was opened, the sound in the pot became louder. Du Heng quickly sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions.

The white and tender fried bread is sprinkled with black sesame seeds and scallions, which looks particularly cute. However, their most special color is not on the surface, but on the bottom.

A golden hard shell appeared at the bottom of the Shengjian, which was the result of the flour lingering with the iron pot under the action of oil and high temperature.

Du Heng was shoveling Shengjian one by one. Shengjian left the place where he was originally staying, and some ran to the other brothers' heads and lay down, while some were tilted in the pot with the golden bottom exposed. They were like naughty children, jumping and cute.

Du Heng shoveled Shengjian and was quick and domineering. After a while, he shoveled the Shengjian people. He put three Shengjian on the plate, and it was time to summon Xiaoxiao again. Du Heng held the plate before he could speak, but he saw Xiaoxiao running over.

Xiaoxiao flapped her wings and her eyes were all with stars: "Chirp~~"

If the hot fried food was eaten by ordinary people, a layer of skin would be burned out of their mouths, but Xiaoxiao would be free of burden. He didn't wait for Du Heng to help him cool the fried food, so he wrapped one in one bite.

After taking a bite, Xiaoxiao encountered an obstacle. After chewing it carefully, the layer of hindered crispy. It turned out to be the skin below the fried rice. This layer of skin is different from other soft spots. It is fragrant, crispy and chewy.

The best thing is that the moment you bite the Shengjian peel, the gravy inside burst out, and the hot gravy fills the Shengjian inside, making the Shengjian peel full of the rich gravy flavor. The filling carefully cared for by Shengjian peelers is the essence, it is a round meatball.

The stir-fried meat fillings are steamed and cooked at high temperature and gathered together. A bite is chewy and delicious. After chewing, the meat filling is fresh and fragrant, with a soft skin and a crispy texture. There are also the sesame seeds on it, mixed in the dough, and you can taste their fragrance by taking a bite.

All the ingredients are mixed together, so delicious that you can't even swallow your tongue.

Xiaoxiao's eyes are brighter. What kind of fairy tasty is this! Xiaoxiao fell in love with it in the first bite.

Xiaoxiao swears that his love for Shengjian has surpassed other foods and ranks first in his Jiusheng!

Xiaoxiao held the plate, he watched the two Shengjian with saliva hanging on him, and he wanted to eat these two cute little ones little by little! Then he swallowed both Shengjian in one bite, and it was so gulp.

When Xuan Yu entered the door, Du Heng happened to serve a plate of Shengjian. Xuan Yu was carrying a basket on his back. He went to Nanshan to catch a little crab and came back.

Xuan Yu walked to the eaves and put down his back basket, Du Heng held a Shengjian and handed it to his mouth: "Be careful, it's hot, it's just done."

Xuan Yu took a careful bite, and the hot soup flowed out of the cracked hole. Xuan Yu felt the fragrance of his mouth, and he squinted his eyes and chewed it gently: "It's delicious."

Du Heng can now tell from Xuan Yu's expression whether he is polite or really likes it. For example, now, he really likes to eat Shengjian. If he is serious, he will probably be polite.

After Xuan Yu swallowed the Shengjian in his mouth, he bit the Shengjian on Du Heng's chopsticks, which he had bitten into his mouth. Du Heng happily held the Shengjian bread and put it on the dining table. Xiaoxiao flapped his wings and followed Du Heng: "Jiujiujiu~"

After a while, Wen Qiong also came in. She pinched a handful of wild lilies in her hand: "What are you burning? It smells so good."

Du Heng smiled and said, "Master, it's so early. The freshly fried buns are freshly cooked. Come and eat them! The tofu soup is so delicious."

Wen Qiong walked into the kitchen, and the wild lily in her hand left a string of fragrance. Wen Qiong handed the wild lily to Du Heng: "Mr. Jing told me yesterday that the wild lily in his yard was blooming, so I asked me to pinch a few branches to let you see if you can cook."

Du Heng took over the lily flowers full of flowers. This lily is different from the colorful lily flowers grown by artificially. The stems of this lily are very thick, and there are dozens of buds on each lily. The lily flowers pinned by Wen Qiong are just right, and seven or eight heavy white flowers bloom on each one.

The flowers lowered their heads like small trumpets. When they got close to Du Heng, they discovered that these flowers were not pure white. They had red stripes on their petals. Each flower was larger than Du Heng's fist, with six or seven petals on it. The petals were clustered with milky yellow stamens, and the stamens were covered with a large amount of pollen.

Xuan Yu took the lily, and he said calmly: "It is difficult to clean up these pollen when rubbed on his clothes." Du Heng followed Xuan Yu's footsteps and he thought: "Put it up, I have never seen such a beautiful lily before."

Wen Qiong was holding a fried bun in his hand and was gnawing: "There are so many blooming in Lord Jing's yard. The adult said that if these lilies can be eaten, you can pick them yourself." After pausing for a while, Wen Qiong exclaimed: "The fried bun is so delicious!"

Du Heng suddenly felt that it was worth it for him to get up early in the morning to knead the dough and mix the filling!

After a while, Xuan Yu found a piece of bamboo tube. He poured half of the bucket of water into the bamboo tube. He took two or three lilies and inserted them into the bamboo tube and placed the flowers and bamboo tubes on the dining table. The remaining flowers were placed in the bamboo basket under the eaves of the corridor and then dealt with them after Du Heng finished his breakfast.

There are more flowers on the dining table, and everyone’s eyes will be attracted by lilies when they are eating. A wave of fragrant fragrance comes, and the fragrance of the fried bread is mixed with the fragrance of flowers. This feeling is great.

Du Heng looked at the lily and thought: "I can cook a lily meat slice soup after a while, fried lily petals, steamed lily..."

In fact, it was all the ways to eat Du Heng himself. This was the first time he saw such lily. Based on his intuition, he only thought of these ways to eat.

There is a province in the south of my hometown where people are very good at using various flowers to make dishes. Du Heng has always wanted to go there and walk around, but unfortunately he has never found an opportunity. If Du Heng went to the south, he might have thought of more dishes.
To be continued...