Food King

Chapter 98
Inside the bamboo forest, Wang Yan picked the bamboo fruits one by one. At the same time, he also picked some bamboo buds with a little light yellow in the emerald green, and carefully put them into the storage bag.

He once read in the Book of Mountains and Seas that the phoenix is ​​a divine bird imagined by the ancients, but it does not exist in real life. There are also different opinions on what the phoenix eats. Because it is a myth created by man, there is no unified statement.

However, after seeing the altar of the demon phoenix, Wang Yan was shocked. The appearance of the demon phoenix was very similar to that described in the Shan Hai Jing, with a chicken head, swallow jaw, snake neck, turtle back, fish tail, and colorful According to the records, Phoenix does not eat unless it is Lianshi, and does not drink unless it is a spiritual spring, and the so-called Lianshi refers to the grains in the shape of wheat ears that are like white rice in the fruit of bamboo.

"What is this brat doing? Bamboo sprouts and those green things, maybe he wants to cook?"

"Sure enough, there is a cook's gene in nature. At this time, I still don't forget to collect some ingredients. But, can this thing be eaten?"

"I haven't tried it. Who would try such a rough thing? Let's wait and see. Maybe it's used to feed the beasts?" Everyone looked at Wang Yan, who was collecting bamboo fruits and bamboo buds at the edge of the bamboo forest, and discussed softly. Xuan also frowned, puzzled by Wang Yan's actions. As for Zhao Huang Zheng Yuandong, after a moment of pondering, there was a look of interest on his face.

"It's almost there." After picking a few fresh and tender bamboo buds again, Wang Yan touched the storage bag. The bamboo roots and bamboo buds he selected were quite careful. The mature ones, and the bamboo buds, were also selected tender yellow buds with thicker flesh. After the preparations were complete, Wang Yan's figure flashed, and he returned to the square again.

"Zhao Huang, let me try it, but as for the success, I can't guarantee it." Wang Yan said softly, his face was full of seriousness, his eyes swept across the phoenix-shaped altar in front of him, and he licked it. He pursed his lips.

"Nonsense, you are a mere martial artist of the ninth level of body tempering, you are not trying, you are simply sending yourself to death." Wang Yan's voice fell, and the rest of the people were all taken aback, especially Wang Xuan beside him, his face suddenly changed Then, his eyes fixed on Wang Yan, full of anger.

"What does King Yan mean by this? Since this little brother has a way, why not try it? Moreover, Zhao Huang has already said that no matter who is there, he will be safe. What do you mean, can you not trust Zhao Huang?" Lin Zhong Gritting his teeth while meditating, with a smile on his face, he said to Wang Xuan, and as his voice fell, Fang Budong remained silent, and the old women of Ghost Sect and Yunxian Sect also nodded in agreement.

"If King Yan is not at ease, I can also participate in it to keep this little guy safe, and let him have a try." The woman in Emei Palace took a step forward, covered by a layer of hazy light, Filled with a sense of holiness.

"Barely rely on your strength in the late stage of the Condensed Yuan Realm to protect him? Let's talk about protecting your disciples of Emei Palace first." Wang Xuan's face darkened, and he immediately waved his hand and refused directly.

"You..." The woman in Emei Palace turned cold, then she flicked her sleeves and stood aside. Although she was angry, she also knew the gap between herself and Wang Xuan. At this moment, she took a deep breath, her face was gloomy and silent When she came down, it was only the heaving chest that made people know that there was still resentment in this woman's heart.

"Well, let me lure away the spirit of the demon phoenix." Wang Xuan took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his body, glared at Wang Yan fiercely, and said to Zheng Yuandong, and followed his After the voice fell, Zheng Yuandong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head gently.

"The violent attack before has never angered him. Your method is not advisable, it's just useless." Zheng Yuandong said softly, making Wang Xuan's expression stagnate, while Wang Yan shrugged at the side, and then took a step When he stepped out, he came in front of the two of them. From Wang Xuan's body, he could feel the strong paternal love. At this moment, he took a deep breath, and when he turned sideways, his eyes fell on Wang Xuan's body, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile .

"Let me try it. In terms of attack power, maybe I am still far behind. However, if I want to leave, there should not be many present who can stop me. Moreover, there is Emperor Zhao here. , what are you worried about?" Wang Yan's voice fell, and Wang Xuan nodded weakly in silence.

"Okay, let's get started. Once the spirit of the demon phoenix breaks out, I will do my best to protect you." Zheng Yuandong said softly, while Wang Yan nodded. Then, when he turned around, he was five feet away from the altar. Zhangwai stopped his figure, and after quickly setting up the temporary stove, he flipped his palm, and all the corresponding kitchen utensils appeared in front of him.

After quickly peeling off the outer skin of the bamboo, the small grains of flesh like ears of wheat were exposed. After being soaked in the mountain spring water by Wang Yan, at the same time, the green and yellow bamboo The buds were cleaned and put into it together.

After the cold mountain spring water has been transformed, it is clear and clear, with light reflected, sparkling and sparkling, and the bamboo flesh soaked in it is white and tender, full of sweetness, and the bamboo The buds also release a faint fragrance when soaked.

The oily wood stand was placed at the bottom of the stove, Wang Yan flicked it with his fingers, and a ray of crimson flames instantly fell into it and ignited. After the special casserole was placed on top, a little mountain spring water was poured into it, and the lid was closed.

After everything was ready, Wang Yan pondered for a moment, put his palm into the storage bag, and took out a herb named Spirit Fragrance Fruit.

This spirit fruit is about the size of Luo Han Guo, with a brown skin. It is a medium-grade panacea, which can maximize the flavor of the ingredients.

The mountain spring water in the casserole gradually boiled. Wang Yan lifted the lid, cleaned the spiritual fruit in his hand, split it in two, and put it into the casserole. Entering it, after the high fire boiled, the small fire simmered slowly.

Wang Yan was seriously cooking the dishes in his hands, while the rest of the people, except for a few people who were vigilant, sat on the ground and recuperated.

Time passed quietly, after Wang Yan added some seasonings into the casserole, the originally white mountain spring water gradually turned light yellow, and the seemingly white and plump bamboo fruits seemed to have absorbed the vitality in the mountain spring water , became more plump and juicy, and at the same time, a strong sweet smell spread along the hot air continuously gushing out from the casserole.

"Gudu. It's so fragrant." The sweet smell permeated quietly, causing Ouyang Yunwei not far away to look over for an instant. After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his eyes glanced at the bamboo fruits and tender flowers hanging on the bamboo forest beside him with surprise. Ya, showing surprise.

"This seemingly ordinary thing can actually have such a sweet taste." Ouyang Yunwei thought to himself, the scent lingering at the tip of his nose made him feel a little hungry. At the same time, beside the old woman of Yunxianzong, Su Qingxuan's peach-like pupils also opened, and they fell on Wang Yan with a strange look, wondering what she was thinking.

"It shouldn't be, this guy can make such a mouth-watering delicacy with random materials, why did Fang Yuan learn two completely different extremes after following him for so many days?" Beside the woman, Fang Yan'er also opened her eyes, and looked at Wang Yan not far away with a serious expression, showing a look of surprise.

As the light yellow soup in the casserole gradually became a bit thicker, Wang Yan stretched out his hand, fished out the bamboo buds soaked in bright water pearls, and carefully put them into the casserole. At the same time, a The mellow aroma spread out again, causing the eyes of the other people who were meditating to open almost at the same time, and instantly condensed on the casserole in front of Wang Yan. It is greasy and extremely fragrant, making many people swallow a mouthful of saliva.

At this moment, a strong light spot erupted suddenly on the altar in the shape of a demon phoenix with a halo flowing, and then, a huge gorgeous phantom gradually rose up, floating a foot above the altar, The sharp eyes fell on Wang Yan's direction, causing Wang Yan's whole body to feel cold for no reason, and when he raised his head, he couldn't help but gasp.

It has gorgeous tail feathers and a perfect body. Although it is only in the form of a spirit, it still shows the majesty of the king of birds. At this moment, it is floating in the air between the flames burning outside the body. The surrounding people who had already stood up still couldn't resist the delicious taste coming from the casserole that made his spirit body tremble. As their eyes moved, they fell in front of Wang Yan again.

"Brutal..." The spirit of the demon phoenix uttered a cry, and then hovered over the spot agitatedly, but still did not leave the range of the altar. This sudden scene made Zheng Yuandong happy, as for the others. They all looked nervously at the restless demon phoenix spirit.

"Looks like it's not enough." Wang Yan stood side by side with Little Huba, his eyes vigilantly watching the spirit of the demon phoenix hovering in place. When the corner of his mouth was whispering, his expression froze for a moment, and then his eyes swept over the clouds. After the old woman of Xianzong, it fell on Su Qingxuan.

"Can Fairy Su help me?"

(End of this chapter)