Chapter 36
Whether the bottom material is fragrant or not, it all depends on the step of boiling oil. When the ginger, onion, and coriander turn golden yellow, you must quickly fish it out to avoid a bitter taste from being mushy.
"Raise the temperature first, and then return to low to medium fire." Chen Muxue said to Xiaohu.
The roof was being chased by Cen Li, who was a little dizzy from the fragrance. At this time, he saw Xiaohu's movements, and his face was a little more surprised.
When controlling the heat, Chen Xiaohu was very precise in controlling every bit of spiritual power! This is very rare for a cultivator of the fire attribute!
In everyone's impression, fire is a symbol of violentness and fierceness. Cen Li has chased after countless cultivators with fire spiritual roots. When they use spiritual power, it can be said that they explode continuously. It was ashes!
Because of its wild nature, fire root practitioners have poor control over their spiritual power, often exhausted, and often get stuck in cultivation because of poor control over their spiritual power.
At this time, Chen Xiaohu completely broke this impression, just because he wanted to control the heat of cooking!
Such exquisite control, if used for cultivation, makes the spiritual power flow in one's own meridians meticulously... twice the result with half the effort!
No wonder, not long after he got the spiritual root, he is still the lowest-grade spiritual root, and he has already reached the fifth level of Qi training in the past few days!
When Cen Li recalled this point, he was very surprised. He suddenly thought, could it be that the whole world of cultivating immortals has made a mistake in their views on cooking?
While he was thinking, Chen Muxue put the glutinous rice cake chili into the pot, and when the chili was removed, with the sound of "呲啦", extremely spicy pot gas gushed out!
"Sneeze! Sneeze!" In the kitchen, the sound of sneezing was endless.
Ciba peppers need to be stir-fried for fifteen minutes, and the water in them is slightly dry before adding the whole soaked dried peppers and fragrant leaves. After stirring again, add the bean paste.
Most of the large jar of bean paste I bought at the farmhouse has already gone down. Chen Muxue thinks that the bean paste made by this family tastes very good, and her homemade is almost the same. I think I will order some from that family next time, and I will go directly to them in the future. Buy it at home.
Stir-fry the bean paste and stir-fry until fragrant, then add the minced ginger. At this time, the spiciness is to the extreme. It is not as simple as punching the nose, it has a feeling of entering the lungs! Cen Lizhui thought that squatting on the roof would become a hard job if he couldn't eat, but he didn't expect it to be even more difficult today!
He was a little dizzy from the heat just by smelling it!
As for the children in the kitchen, because of Chen Muxue's feeding these days, they have a higher tolerance for spicy food. Although tears flowed, they still couldn't bear to go out. It smells so good!
Finally, the spices are in the pot!
"small fire."
The spiciness was instantly softened by the spices, and a strange spicy and delicious smell hit everyone's noses instantly, and the mouth began to secrete saliva involuntarily!
After stir-frying the spices, add the green peppercorns. The peppercorns cannot be fried for a long time. After a while, rock sugar is added. The taste in the air is softer and more delicious. At this time, Chen Muxue put down another big spoonful of wine!
With a "crash", the last smell of lard disappeared, and the fragrance in the air reached its peak at this time!
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but why does it feel like there is a radiant aura lingering on the pot?
Cen Li was stunned by Xiang Xiang, and he wished he could jump down and take the pot away now, but even if he did, he probably wouldn't be able to take the pot away. No one else knew, but he still knew that the pot was probably hidden. artifacts, and artifacts generally recognize the owner.
Thinking like this, Cen Lizhui's eyes just focused on the pot, and then he fell silent.
(end of this chapter)