Xiuxian: Hahaha, here comes the chicken soup

Chapter 11 Mushroom Egg Fried Rice, It’s the Goo of Duck Eggs!
Quan Qing walked over slowly with rice and duck eggs, and then saw Yi Zhiji rushing towards him, his hands trembled, and he felt guilty for a moment, did he find out that he had done something bad?Strictly speaking, it's not a bad thing, is he just pretending that he is stupid, innocent and innocent, and then expressing that he is rich?
Then I watched Yi Zhiji run a few steps, squatted down with a "wow", and said pitifully: "It hurts, there are a lot of broken stones on the ground, and they are on my feet. I need a pair of shoes." , but the mall didn’t sell any of them.”

Quan Qing said silently, the chicken's brain is not very good, holding back a smile, and passed the leftovers and duck eggs to Yi Zhiji expressionlessly: "Here, but duck eggs are more fishy than eggs, so they are not suitable for scrambled egg rice, right? Are you sure?" Can you do it well?"

"Duck eggs are sweet in taste and cool in nature. They have the effect of tonifying fatigue, nourishing yin and nourishing blood. Are you injured? If only you had red dates and white fungus, I will cook a pot of red dates and white fungus soup for you to nourish blood."

It sounded like she was concerned about herself, but it was so awkward when it came out of her mouth.

"Boss, do you have a pot? Hurry up, time is running out, life and death are extremely fast!"

"Forget, I'll get it for you." Quan Qing had been thinking about his "hunting" just now, and forgot about it.

This time he didn't knock on the door, and walked directly into the old woman's house, dismantled her stove with magic, packed firewood, oil, salt, and touched a handful of shallots in the vegetable field.

Throwing the things in front of Yi Zhiji with a single brain, the fire of the stove was lighted for her thoughtfully, after thinking about it, he took out a cloth bag and threw it to her.

"Here, here are some mushrooms I picked up for nothing. They shouldn't be poisonous. Anyway, if they are poisonous, they won't kill me."

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"Boss, I'm not resistant to poison, and the firewood, rice, oil and salt of your stove...couldn't be stolen, right? That's not good," Yi Zhiji opened her mouth wide, and then said righteously, "You don't ask for it. Even if you steal, you will definitely do wrong things in your life. It is not terrible to do wrong things. What is terrible is not knowing that you have done wrong things.

"I gave her more than 20 taels of silver, which is enough to buy dozens of stoves, and enough oil and salt to buy her for a few months... I can go back when I run out, right? Are you saying that time is running out? ? Why don’t you hurry up?”

"Okay..." Yi Zhiji compromised, still a little worried, "If that family finds that there are fewer things in the house, will they be very flustered?"

"It's okay, she's gone out, she's not at home." Hearing this, Quan Qing chuckled lightly, for some reason, Yi Zhiji felt that his smile was a bit creepy.

Forget it, it's important to cook in a hurry.

I checked the mushrooms given by Quan Qing. The mushrooms have been processed, and she recognizes most of them, such as shiitake mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, straw mushrooms, and crab-flavored mushrooms?Um?Is this matsutake?Good stuff!
She didn't recognize about ten percent of the mushrooms, and she didn't dare to bet, so she picked them out and put them aside.

"Don't you want these? It's a waste, it's obviously delicious." Quan Qing put the mushrooms that Yi Zhiji threw aside into the bag.

"I don't have any poison resistance, so I don't dare to eat those I don't know." Yi Zhiji repeated, but she seemed to have read the cold knowledge somewhere, some poisonous mushrooms are very delicious, uh, Quan Qing is a ruthless person.

She had already rolled up her sleeves, but for the sake of a sense of ceremony, she still rolled up the non-existent sleeves. First, she picked out a piece of matsutake and cut it into small pieces, and put a pot on the stove.

Before the pot was hot, beat two duck eggs into a bowl, hold the bowl firmly with one hand, and pick up chopsticks with the other hand. In less than half a minute, the egg white and egg yolk were stirred skillfully, and an appropriate amount of salt was added. Some egg tendons that would affect the taste were picked out. Unfortunately, under the current conditions, careful filtration is impossible.

The pot was already hot, and the oil was poured into it. When the oil temperature rose slowly, matsutake was added. At this time, she processed other mushrooms.

The matsutake quickly became fragrant, and she couldn't help sighing, "It's so fragrant."

One is because of matsutake, which is too expensive. She has only seen gourmet up masters eat it, and she has never bought a mobile phone that can smell the fragrance. She can't even imagine the so-called fresh and strong fragrance. , The saliva is about to flow down.

The second is because they use lard, which they use very little at home, and the mother thinks lard is unhealthy, so they all use vegetable oil.

Yi Zhiji licked her lips, then poured in the rice, and gently stir-fried it with a spatula. Now she can feel the special effect of "Fried Rice" and her proficiency in fried rice is +1. Really, she doesn't even need to think, her hands subconsciously move Now, she is full of confidence now, as if every detail of this pot of fried rice has been reflected in her mind.

Stir frying with a spatula in one hand, and a bowl containing the egg liquid in the other hand, and pour the duck egg liquid in a circle from the outside to the inside. She moved very quickly, and when the duck egg liquid just touched the rice, she picked up the pot and shook it steadily , Let the rice and egg liquid evenly coat every grain of rice, the grains of rice are golden and every grain of rice seems to be shining.

"I'm so amazing!" Before Quan Qing could praise her, she sighed first.

Quan Qing was ashamed, but he had to admit that Yi Zhiji was capable. As a layman, he didn't know much about cooking, but he felt that the process of her making fried rice was pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

The fried rice has entered the final stage, she added a little salt, after frying well, picked some green onions and put it in, and you're done.

She took a small piece of matsutake with chopsticks and put it in her mouth, and carefully evaluated the taste. The matsutake tasted a faint fragrance, but the taste lingered in her nose all the time. The taste was very strong, but not lost Soft, a bit like abalone, but the unique pine scent reminds her of the forest after the rain, as if she can smell the mixture of rain and mud, a unique clarity of nature.

"Why did you eat it yourself, and what to do with the rest of the mushrooms?" Quan Qing said.

"...I forgot, let's make fried mushrooms?" Yi Zhiji scooped up the fried rice and divided it into two portions.

Then add a little bit of oil into the pot, which is much less than the amount just now. She poured the mushrooms in, and she was full of confidence. After frying it, she felt empty in her heart, as if something was missing.

"Fried Rice Encyclopedia", special effect: fried rice proficiency +1.

Doesn't sautéed mushrooms count?
She was a little flustered, but she calmed down quickly. She claimed to be good at cooking, and she was not bragging. She has several years of cooking experience, but it is obviously much worse than fried rice.

After she fried the fried mushrooms, she put them on top of the rice.

The fried rice is a bit old, and the taste of the mushrooms is not so tender, but it is not bad, but compared with fried rice with eggs, um...

After adding fried mushrooms, how do you feel that the fried rice with eggs has lost a bit of its style?

In terms of color and texture, it is obviously not as good as fried rice with eggs. Should she re-fry the mushrooms and fried rice with eggs?
"The appearance is not bad, but the portion is a bit small." Quan Qing picked up a portion, but his eyes were fixed on the bowl in Yi Zhiji's hand.

Is this eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot?

"Isn't your immortal cultivator allowed to eat bigu? What else do you eat, give it to me!" Yi Zhiji wiped her saliva, and to be honest, if the ingredients were not given by him, Quan Qing, she really didn't want to give up half of the fried rice .

"If you can't eat delicious food, then cultivating immortals is so boring." Quan Qing replied.

Yi Zhiji didn't have many BBs, picked up the chopsticks, and was about to eat the rice with big mouthfuls, and the rice had just been delivered to her mouth.

"Clap" sound.

Her transformation time ends and she turns back into a chicken.

Yi Zhiji fell from mid-air, and didn't care about the pain in her butt, and screamed "cuckoo" in anger, can't she wait a while!At least let her finish this mouthful!

Um?Where is her fried rice?Why didn't they fall together?

Looking up, he saw Quan Qing catch her fried rice and poured half of it into his bowl.

"Fuck you, that's mine, that's mine! You don't catch me, forget it, and grab my food!" Yi Zhiji cursed at Quan Qing.

"I don't understand what you're saying, huh? But I know, I'll eat whatever you say, then I won't be polite, thank you." Quan Qing smiled softly at Yi Zhiji, who was furious.

Dog man, why are you even more of a dog than the system!
[? 】Innocent lying on the gun.

(End of this chapter)