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Text Chapter 343 Cooking Master

After trying four or five suggestions in succession, the old man was still unmoved. Helplessly, the fat man raised the fishman's skin again

Damn, you dare to do it? The old man's stomach has not yet gone, and he is still hurting at this moment, even his eyes are covered in blood.

"Okay, I want to hear it. What tricks can you do? Let me tell you, I have no interest in anything except a strange beast. If you have a plant, you will eat it. If you really dare to eat it, I will immediately present the bloody bull with both hands."

Wang Hao said before that he wanted to eat the skin of a fish man, but it was just a joke, because he basically couldn't lose, even if he lost, it didn't matter. Isn't it just the skin of a fish man? I haven't eaten it before.

The reason why the fishman is named is because of an ancient legend, of course it was fabricated by people. In fact, these scale-covered animals have nothing to do with humans. Their meat is fresh from fish and the fragrance of mountain delicacies, and the taste is excellent. It is ranked among the best among the strange beasts tasted by fat people.

A small joke actually won the turn. Wang Hao was overjoyed, but he couldn't see it at all on the surface. He said tit-for-tat: "Don't deny what you said."

"I have never denied it until now." The old man was also so angry that he was confused. In addition, he didn't believe that anyone dared to eat fish man skin. The smell, let alone swallow it, just smell it, and ensure that he couldn't eat Zhaoxi for half a year.

The old man originally liked the fat man quite a bit, but since the fat man came in, he has been against him everywhere and made him unable to get out of Taiwan. He has been crazy and almost roared: "If you have the ability, you can eat it. If you leave half a piece, you can't ask for blood of a ox. I won't give it to you if I drink it and play with it."

"That's finalized" Wang Hao suddenly laughed out loud

Although people like the old man have a weird temper, they speak in a few words, and there is no need to continue acting.

"It's finalized, you're going to eat." The old man ran outside in person, and regardless of the smell, he carried the mermaid skin into the room and threw it into the ground.

"We are all wise men. We are betting on eating mermaid skin. You can't let me eat raw rice and drink blood, right? How do you think of raw land?" Wang Hao raised his boots and drove away the remaining few flies.

"Then how do you want to eat it? Do you want me to find a chef for you?" The old man was a little hysterical.

"That's not necessary, I know how to cook. Do you have kitchen utensils? I want to borrow it." Wang Hao seemed to have not seen the old man on the verge of storm.

"If there is no, it's there, I won't lend it to you." The old man is already on the verge of going wild

"I knew you didn't have it here, but it doesn't matter. I brought my own kitchen utensils, and hey, I couldn't find anything to burn…"

The old man finally broke out

Five minutes later, the two appeared in the kitchen of the Huanzhen Sect. Huanling and others also followed up to watch the fun. The careful little medical immortal noticed the fat man's boots. Of course, she could recognize that it was an extremely precious and rare dragon skin, and could also see the blue eyes on the old man's face, but she was smart and chose to remain silent.

As we all know, cultivators do not need to eat, and here is not like other kitchen fires. It is just that occasionally someone cooks to cook two side dishes to satisfy their cravings. It is difficult to find all seasonings. Fortunately, Wang Hao came prepared and just borrowed their stoves.

Cooking is very particular, especially when mixing strange animals. Different dishes require different fires. Anyway, no liquefied gas cannot be used for any dish.

Wang Hao is worthy of the master of Dihuo Control. He started to fire the fire in a short while and started to deal with the skin of the mermaid. There are many things in the world that are not good, and they are even disgusting, such as stinky tofu and northern dauku. It is said that people who talk about hygiene cannot make delicious Dihuo.

What's more, as a cook and a cultivator, some methods can play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses. After treatment, the fish man is clean and clean. A layer of green color appears in the white, and the stench is gone. Instead, it is a faint fish, and it also has the breath of the sea, which will never make people feel disgusted again.

This stinky skin was actually changed. The old man felt uneasy and was surprised. God knew what this fish man skin would look like in the end? But he gradually began to believe that Wang Hao might eat this fish man skin, and it was not a very painful thing.

Wang Hao made the slices very carefully. In addition to highlighting the appearance, this method is also to make the fillets taste delicious, and also to prevent the effort when swallowing.

A pot of clear mountain spring water has been boiling slightly. Soon after adding the fish fillet, it releases a tempting and delicious taste. Unfortunately, the fish skin still has an unbearable fishy smell.

The bet is no longer important, everyone is looking forward to seeing Wang Hao turn decay into magic and turn the stinky mermaid skin into delicious food. Of course, there is one person, that is the old man, which makes the old man laugh. Even if he loses, he must let the fat man taste the bitterness.

The fish soup must be seasoned at the end. The skin of the mermaid is similar. Wang Hao took out a lot of flowers and plants like a magic trick. After washing it, he put it into the pot. The delicious taste in the air was once again improved, and it was enough to arouse everyone's appetite. He took out seven small bottles that were not very delicate, and then poured a little bottle after bottle.

Zhuo Yue also has a lot of experience in making soup. Usually, the first time cooking the soup of a strange beast, you have to test it by adding various seasonings. The ingredients need to be considered and the amount needs to be tested. Just looking at the fat man poured the ingredients into the pot without thinking, which means that this is not the first time he has made soup with mermaid skin.

The fat man used most of the exotic grasses, which she could recognize, but the small bottles aroused her curiosity. When Wang Hao put the bottles on the stove, she took them one by one to check them. Some of them knew them, and some didn't. Of course, even if they could recognize them all, it was impossible to use the weight of these materials just right. Everyone knew the food, rice, oil and salt, but not everyone could think of them as top chefs.

"What is this?" Zhuo Yue held a small bottle in her hand. The seasonings inside were very special and the taste was a bit spicy and pungent.

It is said that it has a strong taste. When masters mix soup, they usually do not use seasonings that taste too strong, which will cover up the umami flavor of the ingredients itself. It is like the fat man cannot see salt and MSG in all the ingredients. If it is barbecue, or he will consider using it.

"I don't know what it should be called? Anyway, if you don't have any local words, you can consider using ginger instead." Wang Hao once took a small bottle and got busy.

"What about this bottle?" Zhuo Yueyou raised a bottle and remembered that it was the ingredients added to the first flavor. It didn't taste any as seasoning. Isn't it very strange?

"You don't even know this?" Wang Hao shook his head and did not explain to her.

Before the fish skin was stewed, Wang Hao opened the lid of the pot, and the delicious taste was mouth-watering.

Sometimes the heat is very important. If you cook it for a while, even if it tastes good, the taste is over. Not to mention eating, it will be too tedious to bite.

Of course, the fish soup should be drunk while it is hot. The fat man not only wants to win, but also wants to win happily, so that the old man feels like swallowing dead flies.

The soup produced was not much, only five or six bowls, which was not enough for the fat man to stuff his teeth. After a bite of delicious fish soup, the fat man immediately showed an intoxicated look and almost hummed. Of course, he would not let go of the crispy and tender fish skin.

It is unprecedented to drink fish soup to reach this level, and there is no one behind. The old man murmured to himself: "Pretty? I don't believe that the broken skin can stew delicious soup." Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that the secretion of saliva increased significantly. In order not to be discovered, he swallowed the words behind and saliva back together.

Everyone was looking at the fat man to be precise, he was looking at the fish soup, and his eyes were green. When Wang Hao noticed this, the taste of drinking soup was not so pleasant. My mother said that eating alone would cause diarrhea.

"Why do you try it too?" Wang Hao looked at the old man, of course he was not asking him for soup, but asking for his consent. After all, this was a gambling game, and if you ask someone to help you eat, you will lose.

Of course, even if he asked for an invitation, the old man would not eat it. How could he hold his face in front of everyone? It would be too inhumane if he disagreed.

"Hmph, if you like to drink that kind of thing, don't blame others if your stomach is broken." The old man turned his eyes to the side, trying his best not to look at the pot of fish soup, and everyone's faces were intoxicated.

The fish soup was almost snatched up. If Wang Hao hadn't had a quick hand, he probably couldn't eat a few bites and got the most. It wasn't that he was super skilled. No one of the people present had a better cultivation than him. He was because he had thick skin. There was not much fish soup, so it was enough for everyone to put the second bowl and taste it. After drinking the first bowl, everyone should be reserved for Huanzheng but ignore so much. That was not afraid of burns, and not shy. Taking advantage of their reserve, they killed several bowls in a row. When others got back to the taste, there was only the soup base left in the pot, so they had to give up in disappointment.

"Old man, I'm willing to accept the loss. You won't deny it in front of everyone?" Wang Hao wiped his mouth, feeling satisfied with a full meal and full of wine.

The old man blushed and took out a small jade bottle and threw it to the fat man. Because it was a magic weapon, I wonder how much blood of the bull was contained in it?

Originally, it was enough to lose the gambling game, and he had to watch them drink soup. Too much, the fat man not only did not even lose a polite word after receiving the lottery, but even shouted on the spot: "What, you actually put the blood of a ox into the jade bottle. Damn, this is Han Yu. If I come two years later, this treasure will ruin your hands."

"What's wrong with me using jade bottles to put the blood of a ox? Boy, don't behave like a good person when you get cheap, you'll be more obedient." The old man was so angry that he was embarrassed and angry on the spot. This cold jade bottle was also a treasure. If someone else had to refine other magic weapons, but he made hundreds of small bottles, not for anything else, just for his unique hobby

The fat man came from afar and wanted to get the blood of the bull without hesitation. However, the old man didn't know how to do things randomly and almost turned the treasure into garbage. Isn't this a pity? Fortunately, he came in time, so Wang Hao quickly poured the blood of the bull out of the jade bottle and sprinkled it on the horns of the bull.

Once the blood is stained with the horns, it will penetrate immediately, and the horns will become red. Huanling and others who witnessed the wonders for the first time were all amazed, and even the old man felt it was incredible. These two treasures were kept in his hands for decades, but he never considered connecting the two.

The blood of the bull, which was originally pure Yang, had already been stained with the cold air of the jade bottle, which made the fat man feel distressed again. Fortunately, the horn of the bull can slowly repair this damage, but it took time. When he poured out hundreds of drops of blood from the jade bottle, his frowns finally stretched out and made a big profit.

"Okay, okay, for the sake of the blood of the fierce bull, I don't care about you. I'm teaching you a trick for free. It's right for you to use the cold jade bottle to fill the blood of the strange beast, but it depends on the blood of the strange beast. The blood of the fierce bull is pure yang. Isn't it a mess to save it with the cold jade bottle that is the most yin and cold?"

"Then what should I use? Ordinary glass bottle?" the old man asked back

Wang Hao shook his head and said, "Of course not. Ordinary bottles cannot keep the ox for fifty years. In fact, you have also seen that the best container for blood of a ox is its horn. This is a basic principle. If you want to put the blood of a strange beast, it is best to use a certain part of its body as a container. The horned one is the best. If there is no horn, you can use hollow bones or make a bag with skin. Anyway, as long as it is part of their body, it will be done. If you add the means of refining the weapon, the blood will continue to grow in the body of a strange beast. There is no problem with how long it will be stored."

The old man was speechless. Indeed, he had never considered the issue of attribute restraint at the beginning. Maybe he didn't care about the inconspicuous blood at all. Instead, he had a lot of brains on the horns of the bull. No matter what, it would be worth it to learn this, even if it was to pay the price of the dragon skin.

After Wang Hao got the blood of the fierce bull, he originally wanted to say goodbye immediately, but Huanling and Huanjie stayed hard. Thinking about it carefully, it was only the next day when we arrived at the Huanzhen Sect. It was not enough to be so particular that we had to stay for the mercy of a hurry.

At noon, Xiaoyixian finally knew what was in the second small bottle. It was the ingredient of Wuxiangcao, because after two hours of drinking fish soup, the fishy smell of the fish skin was quietly released, and it became stronger and stronger, even a little bitter.

Just a few days ago, she swore faithfully to stop drinking the soup prepared by Fatty. Now that the old story has happened again, what else can she say? It can only prove that she is greedy and cannot withstand the temptation of delicious food. Fatty's explanation for this is that it also costs a price to taste delicious food, which sounds quite philosophical.

The old man is the one who has a miserable life. Although he doesn't believe that mermaid skin can make delicious soup, the intoxicating expressions of everyone cannot be pretended. Driven by the evil curiosity, after everyone left, he quietly touched into the kitchen. He smelled the fishy smell from the pot from a distance, but there was less rotten stench.
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