Food King

Chapter 219 Different Stuffed Mutton
"Demon sheep?"

In the lobby of the black shop, Wang Yan looked at the demon sheep that had lost all breath. The demon sheep was only two feet long and had fiery red hair. Its appearance was similar to the Chinese antelope, but it was much smaller.

"You know how to eat first-level monsters." Wang Yan muttered, while the old beggar smiled and showed anticipation.

"Have you not caused any trouble recently, kid?" As if remembering the agreement between the two, the old beggar Hua changed the subject and asked.

"Cough I am so honest and hand over to a chef, what kind of trouble can I cause." Wang Yan coughed dryly and said with a guilty conscience.

"I heard that a small village under the jurisdiction of Fengtian City was slaughtered last night. The strange thing is that even the young lord of the Nilian Sect, the young master of the Lingyao Pavilion, and some masters of the Huayuan Realm were also slaughtered." Direct massacre, and more importantly, there was a strong man in the Explosive Yuan Realm who was also beheaded among them. With such a huge lineup, all the forces in Zhao State were killed. It is extremely difficult to achieve this. Rare." The old beggar said pointedly, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan shook his head with a wry smile.

"Such a huge lineup, what can I have to do with it? You don't think I can do this, do you?" Wang Yan's voice fell, and the old beggar glanced across the pretty face with a sad look. Ba, Erlang's upturned legs wobbled.

"The spiritual power of the master of the earth grade can instantly kill the strong in the condensing state. Even the transformation of the Yuan state can make him lose his combat power for a short time. If you want to do this, it is not difficult." The old man The beggar said with a smile, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan shrugged helplessly.

Wang Yan seemed to be in good health, but he was surprised in his heart. The old beggar had a mysterious origin, and his eyes were extremely vicious. He could see through Wang Yan's cooking skills at a glance. Only then did he suppress the surprise in his heart just now.

"Okay, my old man just mentioned it casually, no matter what trouble you get into, my old man will stand by your side."

"Now, hurry up and cook this demon sheep for me. I haven't eaten your cooking for a while, but I'm so hungry." The old beggar said again, waved his hands immediately, and said to Wang Yan repeatedly .

"Okay." Wang Yan nodded, went directly into the kitchen, and began to quickly deal with the demon sheep in his hand. This demon sheep is a first-order monster beast. Although it is not big in size and has a docile temperament, its taste very good.

After finishing the treatment of the demon wolf as a whole, Wang Yan pondered for a while, and took out some sand grains from the storage bag. These grains of sand came from the storage bag of Song Qian in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion. Wang Yan recognized that this kind of sand grains absorb heat. It is extremely fast and retains heat efficiently.

These grains of sand reminded him of a famous dish, XJ from China. Although this method is not common, it can maximize the preservation of the delicious flavor and nutrition of the mutton.

As for this method, Wang Yan has been in touch with it briefly, and with his current cooking skills and knowledge of raw materials, it is not difficult to do it well.

The processed mutton was quickly chopped into pieces by Wang Yan, while the lamb tripe in the abdominal cavity was completely preserved by him. He added a little horse chestnut wine, washed it repeatedly, put it aside and waited to dry, and put it aside to dry. For this purpose, after Wang Yan found an open space in the backyard, all the sand grains that looked like hills were spread down.

Under the sunshine, the grains of sand more than one meter high quickly contained enough heat. After adding the chopped demon mutton with fresh onions and bottom seasoning, carefully put it into the lamb belly, and then , Sealing the seal of the sheep belly, Wang Yan pondered for a moment, and stuffed it into the sand that released heat.

In China and the desert area, the sand is exposed to the sun all the year round, and the rain is rarely washed away, which makes the climate in the desert dry, and the sand with extremely high heat has also become a natural stove for people to make delicious food.

Although the number of sand grains is not as large as that of the desert, the heat contained in it is thicker and fuller, and there is another point that makes Wang Yan a little surprised.

When the Xuantian Knife cuts mutton, even the hard bones of the mutton are as fragile as tofu. Moreover, the quality of the ingredients processed by the Xuantian Knife seems to have changed slightly. This makes Wang Yan At the same time as the accident, there are more surprises.

In the hall of the black shop, the old beggar closed his eyes and rested his mind, with his raised Erlang legs dangling constantly, waiting for the dishes to be ripe. This waiting lasted for more than an hour. After that, the old beggar was a little drowsy At that time, in the backyard, the mutton wrapped in morel was also completely mature.

Take out the swollen sheep tripe that looks like a ball from the sand. At this moment, the sheep tripe is light yellow, exuding bursts of heat and aroma. Because it has been washed with horse chestnut wine, it exudes bursts of wine aroma. diffuse.

"It looks pretty good." After Wang Yan took it out, he swung the Xuantian Saber lightly, and a fine crack appeared on the sheep's belly. At the same time, a strong fragrance spread directly.

At the same time as the fragrance diffused, a gust of hot air rose quietly, forming a fiery red demon sheep at five feet in the sky. Turning back, it made the mutton crystal clear and red, revealing a fragrance and smoothness.

"It's called mutton with belly." Wang Yan murmured, put all the mutton tripe and mutton into the tray, and carried it into the hall.

As soon as Hajime entered it, the sleepy old beggar Hua Yanyan opened her sleepy eyes, couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked her lips, and stood up.

"You read that right, boy. After being promoted to the local product, this skill is even more powerful than before." The old beggar said with a smile, and immediately rubbed his hands, looking at the delicious red meat in the sheep's belly, he stretched out his hand , Ignoring the scorching heat on top, I picked up a piece of crystal clear and tender lamb in my hand.

The fresh and tender mutton has a crystal-clear meat red color, exuding bursts of fragrance, and inside the red meat layer, the mutton and light yellow tendons complement each other, and the distribution is extremely even, and it is gently blown by the old beggar. After blowing, he bit on it and tore it apart easily.

In the mouth of the mutton, there is no slight smell of mutton, and the strong fragrance makes the old beggar happy. Every time the teeth penetrate the joint between the meat and the tendons, you will feel the faint strength in it, and the contained in it. The fleshy layer of the Yaoyuan, when squeezed, a delicious soup overflows.

After taking a mouthful of demon mutton, the old beggar smacked his mouth, showing unfinished expression, looking at the crystal red demon mutton in the tray on the table, stretched out his somewhat dry palm again, and took out a piece.

"Come on, little girl, my old man invites you to eat demon mutton." The old beggar took a bite of the fresh and tender mutton. At this moment, his eloquence was still fragrant, and he never forgot to invite Huba to eat together as an apology .

"Who cares about your food?" Huba said bitterly, then turned around and headed straight to the kitchen. Although she couldn't beat the old beggar, she would not accept such a so-called apology given her temper.

"This stubborn girl." The old beggar shook her head helplessly, and immediately stopped caring about her, and began to feast on her.

A monster sheep weighing more than 40 jin was wiped out by the old beggar in a short time. Wang Yan and Fang Yuan couldn't help smacking their tongues while watching the huge appetite.

"It's really edible." Fang Yuan thought to herself, she always thought that she had a lot of food, but compared with the thin old beggar in front of her, it was still much worse.

"Okay, my old man has enough to eat and drink, so I went to find a place to enjoy myself. If there is anything to do, please contact me with the messenger jade pendant." The old beggar touched his flat belly and said to Wang Yan, then wiped the After wiping his mouth, he turned around and walked out of the black shop.

"I don't know where this old guy came from." Watching the old beggar leave, Wang Yan thought to himself, and then entered the kitchen again, leaving the mess in the hall to Fangyuan.

Before he knew it, it had been three days since he returned to the black shop in Qingshan Town. During these three days, apart from preparing new dishes, Wang Yan spent the rest of the time on Tianjiu.

And in these three days, Wang Yan's Tianjiu stepping has also achieved some results, and the meridian of the first stepping has almost been opened up. In addition, in the mysterious abandoned cave, Wang Yan rushed again. Some Longmen carps were caught, and they were kept in storage bags using the effect of transforming vitality of the dark sarcophagus.

The three hunting eagles obtained from Tianxiang City at the beginning are now nearly one meter tall, or because of the vitality nourished by the dark sarcophagus, each one is extremely majestic. After being released by Wang Yan, they were thrown into the vegetable garden in the backyard.

The three hunting eagles are considered sensible, and they fly out to look for food independently on weekdays. Occasionally, Wang Yan will cook some leftovers from dishes to satisfy their hunger. This also causes the three hunting eagles to often enter the Shiwanda Mountain to catch Some small beasts came to give back to Wang Yan, and the relationship between them became slightly closer.

The three hunting eagles that could step into the first level at any time, although not a huge force to Wang Yan, made the backyard a little more angry.

And as three days passed, no matter whether it was the Reverse Refining Sect or the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, there was no more information, which made Wang Yan a little puzzled. He didn't know much about the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, but Reverse Refining He had seen the sect's dominance several times before, and now the young sect master died directly, with one of the powerful elders attached to him. Wang Yan did not believe such a blood feud, and the Nilian sect would not think of him.

In fact, it did not disappoint Wang Yan. On the fourth day, a large number of masters began to settle in Qingshan Town. There were no less than ten warriors from the surrounding area.

Regarding this information, Wang Yan was well aware of it, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. In today's Zhao Kingdom, unless the huge power of the imperial court is used, otherwise, even if the suzerain of the Nilian Sect comes, Wang Yan will not There is no trace of fear.

"The ones who should come can't escape after all." Wang Yan stood on the attic behind the black shop, looking at the large number of masters who poured in. These people were a little cautious, and they came in three waves. Live in the town.

And these people, although they are dressed in different colors, Wang Yan can guess that this is the arrival of the people from the Spirit Medicine Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)