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Chapter 406 First meeting

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    The main course is a large bowl of black-bone chicken carefully made from silky chicken, four small fried crab roe tofu, braised eggplant, ants climbing trees, and wine-flavored bean sprouts are all placed on the Eight Immortals table, which happens to be four dishes and one soup.

    Qingyu Xiaodaojun glanced at the four dishes lightly, and tasted the black chicken first!

    Generally speaking, they are all boiled chicken. Although the bones of the silky chicken are black, the soup made from it is actually milky white.  Chop the chicken.

    Qingyu Xiaodaojun looked at this black chicken and felt quite novel. Although I have seen black chicken soup before, it is actually a different color, not much different from white chicken soup. I don¡¯t know what is so mysterious about this black chicken soup  ?

    Qingyu Xiaodaojun scooped up a spoonful, blew on the hot air gently, and slowly sucked it into his mouth, eh eh?  Huh!  !  Qingyu Xiaodaojun's complexion changed again and again, and he smacked his lips in surprise. It's really strange that he tasted three different kinds of delicious chicken soup one after another!

    Qingyu Xiaodaojun drank a few more spoonfuls, nodded in admiration, it has been a long time since he met such a unique chef!

    Qingyu Xiaodaojun continued to taste, hey, this big bowl of black chicken can change its taste over time, it is amazing!

    "Girl, how do you make your black chicken?" Qingyu Xiaodaojun, who has tasted all the delicacies in the world, has tasted all the ingredients, but he really can't figure out how the taste of this black chicken keeps changing  of.  In fact, it is not so unusual for the taste of the dish to change, but no matter how it changes, the black chicken is so delicious, which is more difficult!

    Kong Ling did not keep it private, and explained her cooking process from beginning to end in detail, but it was the ingenious use of three aspects of texture and taste: solid, liquid, and gas.

    There are such cooking methods in the world, it really is a big place in the world, there are no surprises!  Master Qingyu Xiaodao couldn't help being amazed, and approved the patent of Hei Zhanji on the spot!  In addition to the patent of Xingguang Cold Noodles, Wu Xiahuai added a second patent of Black Chicken, and the chicken rice is still under review.

    Kong Ling smiled slightly, but it was very convenient, and said, "Senior, please help me approve my chicken and rice."

    It's just a matter of little effort, Qingyu Xiaodaojun hummed, and it's done.

    Kong Ling now has three patents in hand!

    Seeing Mr. Qingyu Xiaodao eating the black chicken with both hands, Mo Xuan was not interested in tasting the four fried dishes, so he couldn't help but said: "Senior, this black chicken needs time to settle, the longer it is, the more fragrant it will be. You  Isn¡¯t there a story, tell us about it.¡±

    Qingyu Xiaodaojun smiled happily, nodded, and greeted: "Okay, you don't just stand there, sit down."

    Mo Xuan and Kong Ling agreed, then sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals and listened attentively.

    Qingyu Xiaodaojun ate the black chopped chicken, and slowly talked about it.

    long long ago.

    There was a young man who was born in a very famous cultivating family - the Eastern family!  His name is Dongfang Yu.

    Mo Xuan and Kong Ling looked at each other, as expected!

    Dongfang Yu is exceptionally talented, and his speed of cultivating immortals far surpasses his family's peers, and he is recognized as the successor of the Dongfang family.

    However, Dongfang Yu, who is proud and arrogant, was stuck on the threshold of the foundation period for two full years, and he still couldn't get over it!  And several leaders among their peers have successfully established their foundations with ease, surpassing Dongfang Yu.

    Dongfang Yu, who was extremely anxious, decided to go out for some experience and seek breakthrough opportunities.  The outside world is in turmoil, and the children of the Eastern family usually have achieved the foundation building period and have enough self-protection ability before going out to practice.

    However, Dongfang Yu couldn't wait any longer, secretly concealed it from his family, and set foot on the interstellar teleportation array, really a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

    Having truly seen the vast world outside, Dongfang Yu opened his eyes and realized how naive and ridiculous he was before.

    Dongfang Yu originally carried a lot of money and spiritual stones with him, but he just watched a juggling show excitedly, and the treasure bag disappeared, and the rich young master suddenly became a penniless pauper, living on the streets  , hit a wall everywhere!

    However, Dongfang Yu also has a bad temper. He didn't want to escape back to the family with his tail between his legs and seek the family's protection. Instead, he gritted his teeth and tightened his belt to venture into the world alone!

    Although Dongfang Yu has been stuck outside the gate of the foundation building period, he is still an immortal cultivator. There are indeed a lot of immortal cultivators in the ninth floor of the Qi training period, but Dongfang Yu is not the ordinary ninth floor of the Qi training period.

    ? The Oriental family relies on makingUnexpectedly, at this time, a dozen or so punks walked over with sticks dangling.

    Dongfang Yu frowned and stopped.

    The dozen or so punks didn't make trouble, they just found a place to squat, bragging and beating loudly, and didn't harass the beggars.

    And the beggars continued to do what they were doing before. They gathered together to even out the meals, giving priority to the younger ones, and they ate with relish.

    Dongfang Yu looked at this scene and was speechless for a while. He was also hungry when he was in distress, but he was a cultivator after all, so he could meditate and endure hunger.  But for mortals, it is really starving if you don't eat a meal.

    Looking at those beggars who were yellow and emaciated, who obviously didn't have enough food, clothing, warmth and nutrition, Dongfang Yu really had no choice but to just leave them alone!

    Dongfang Yu found a slightly cleaner place, waved his sleeves to blow the dust, and sat down cross-legged. Feeling a little hungry, he began to meditate and close his eyes to rest his mind.

    The beggars and gangsters looked at Dongfang Yu, who was out of place in this back street, pointing and whispering, but no one provoked Dongfang Yu.

    Not long after, the boy with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was panting again, carrying a large iron pot out of the back door, and put the large iron pot on the ground.

    The big iron pot is no longer a hodgepodge, but a plate of dishes stacked together. Some have eaten more than half of it, some have barely touched their chopsticks, and some leftovers from good plates have been put together into a plate.

    The gangsters giggled and got up from the ground, and rushed over eagerly, brother Bao, you have worked hard.

    The beggars followed closely behind and lined up in a relatively orderly manner. The farmer watched everyone pass by and hurriedly followed.

    The young man quickly distributed stacks of dishes to everyone for enjoyment.

    The gangsters happily sat on the ground with a few plates of dishes, and formed a circle to divide them up happily.

    The beggars are feasting, no matter what is on the plate, they stuff it into their mouths desperately, wishing they could swallow their tongues.

    Finally the division was over, the young man wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked around, and saw that everyone was eating happily, he couldn't help but smile in relief.

    Hey, who is that little brother?  Young Lang picked out a plate of cakes that were missing two pieces from the bottomed-out big iron pot, walked over, knelt down and handed it to Dongfang Yu.

    Smelling the scent of pastries, Dongfang Yu opened his eyes, looked at the pastries on the plate, and then at the young man, raised his brows, wondering: "Do you think I look like someone who can't afford to eat?"  Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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