Although he has never handled such a large number of ingredients, Guan Lang relies on excellent knife skills and cooking skills.

The amazingly large eagle was successfully plucked and cut into pieces.

This mutated bird of prey with the Argentine giant eagle gene has a normal internal body, and its muscles and blood are no different from ordinary creatures.

Guan Lang cut the largest piece of breast meat, which weighed about three or four catties, and the other processed pieces of meat were put into the refrigerator for fresh storage.

The texture of this red breast meat is beautiful, like a piece of Q-bomb jelly.

Guan Lang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, the cultivation just now also consumed most of the energy in his body, and at this time, his appetite was also hooked by this tempting piece of meat.

Cut the meat neatly into even slices.

Guan Lang was making this ingredient for the first time, so he cooked it according to the beef method.

Marinate the meat slices with cooking wine and dark soy sauce for 10 minutes, add starch and cooking oil.

When the oil in the pan is hot, add the shredded green onion and minced garlic and stir-fry.

Finally, before removing from the pot, pour in the green onions, light soy sauce, salt, white pepper and sesame oil one by one and stir-fry.

A fragrant fried eagle meat with green onions is hot out of the pot.

"Coo-goo. ”

Guan Lang's stomach rattled.

It tastes so good......

No, it's not the smell on the slices of meat, it's that there seems to be an extremely attractive factor on the slices.

Guan Lang didn't care that the rice was not cooked yet.

I picked up a piece of chopsticks and put it in my mouth.

The thick and satisfying slice of meat entered the mouth and chewed into the stomach.

The next moment the slice of meat entered his abdomen, it began to turn into energy to nourish his body.

Guan Lang felt that his stomach was warm, just one piece, and he felt that the hunger was well relieved.

I couldn't help but eat a few more slices.

To be honest, the meat slice tastes good, but it doesn't reach a very surprising level, but it provides a really lot of energy.

This rare sense of satisfaction and satiety fascinated Guan Lang, who had long since become the king of big stomachs.

Moreover, the abundant blood qi in the meat may not be beneficial to the body of ordinary people, and it may even damage the body function due to over-supplementation, but for a person with an extraordinary physique like him, it is indeed just the right amount of nourishment.

If he can eat this ingredient at every meal for a long time, the effect of his usual excessive training can be improved by several percent.

It's a pity that this kind of ingredient was only hunted by chance, and the current reserve is only more than forty catties.

One meal is one less meal.

Guan Lang licked his lips, the chopsticks were clamped one after another, and soon all the meat slices in the big plate had entered Guan Lang's abdomen.

"Hiccup!" Guan Lang burped and sat in the pavilion and touched his stomach.

It was a satisfying breakfast.

After digesting it for a while, the abundant energy and physical strength in his body made him can't help but cultivate the array martial arts.

Guan Lang carried a bag of giant eagle feathers, and found an open space to bury the intestines and other kitchen wastes.

After finishing his work, he leisurely went to the apartment.

Today is a pleasant and relaxing Saturday.

The morning air is filled with the smell of warm sun, perhaps because he has found special high-end ingredients, Guan Lang is in a good mood.

There was even a little song humming in the room.

Guan Lang moved out of the pen display, holding a pen in his hand, and continued to work on the previous painting orders.

There is about 60% of the progress left, which is not a lot of work for him who is painting very fast now.

Smooth, slender, life-like lines flow slowly out of his hands.

Guan Lang drew for more than an hour, and advanced the task by about ten percent.

During the halftime break to drink water, he had a whim.

How about using Tai Chi instead of hands to accurately manipulate the pressure-sensitive pen to paint?

You must know that the precise control of his Tai Chi power can achieve three goals.

If his thinking can keep up and achieve three uses for three purposes, wouldn't it mean that his painting speed can be increased by one or two times, or even three times, on the existing basis?

Guan Lang didn't think it was completely impossible to do.

His spirit has reached E-level, and he may be able to keep up with it after a period of training.

As for the precise control of Tai Chi, it may require more training, and the level of this kind of micro-exercise is still a relatively difficult level for him at present.

This kind of training can not only improve the speed of painting, but also train the spirit and the precise control of Tai Chi, which feels like a good training program.

Guan Lang thought in his heart, but after the break, he didn't use Tai Chi to paint.

These commercial orders are still drawn by hand, and if you use Tai Chi Li, the level must not be high at the beginning.

If he doesn't make it, it will also hurt his reputation.

If he can skillfully use Tai Chi to paint and output stable and efficient commercial works, he will naturally not rigidly insist on painting by hand.

After a morning, his work progress has reached about 90 percent, and only some details need to be adjusted and improved.

Although this speed is simply incredible in the eyes of other artists, for Guan Lang, who is a superhuman with all attributes, it is just a normal drawing efficiency.

The preliminary preparation and communication are sufficient, and the accumulation of their own materials is impeccable, and when they begin to put down the pen, they are engrossed in the painting, which is naturally not comparable to those painters who revise and revise and stop thinking.

At lunchtime, Guan Lang didn't hide the good things and enjoy them for himself.

I cooked some eagle meat and prepared to try it for my little cousin.

Although too much qi and blood in it is too nourishing for ordinary people, eating only a small amount should have a certain amount of nourishment.

At the dinner table, Guan Lang only let Wu Yazhen sandwich a piece.

After eating one slice and pausing for a moment, eat the next slice.

At first, Wu Yazhen didn't understand what her cousin was doing, but after she ate the second slice and it didn't take long for her nosebleed to leak, she understood why Guan Lang was so careful.

Guan Lang explained to her that this dish is a medicinal diet with some ginseng and other great tonics that nourish qi and blood, and people with weak constitutions can't eat more.

So Wu Yazhen, who ate two slices of meat, could only watch Guan Lang feast with resentment, while he went to pick up other dishes.

The meaty Qianqiu unconsciously rubbed to the dining table, and also divided some.

Don't look at its small size, but its tolerance is stronger than that of a person as big as Wu Yazhen, and it took four slices before he walked to the cat's nest to sleep and digest it in a daze.

This result made Wu Yazhen particularly injured, but she didn't expect her physique to be even inferior to Qianqiu.

Of course, in fact, the two of them didn't eat much, and the most important thing was that nearly ninety percent of the meat went into Guan Lang's stomach.