"Mr. Feng, have you been looking around for a long time and haven't found the right ingredients?" Miyoko Hojo watched the time pass minute by minute, the smile on her face couldn't hold back, her mood was a little anxious, and she regretted a little bit for letting Feng Fengyu Chen preside over this cooking. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Shh The person who was urged stretched out his index finger in front of his mouth and signaled Miyoko Hojo not to speak.

"Goo-goo-goo!"

Hearing the sound of the bushes, Miyoko Hojo also understood one thing, that is, the ingredients for this cooking appeared, and she could see it from the look on Feng Fengchen's face.

After signaling Miyoko Hojo not to make a sound, Feng Fengchen's eyes looked towards a certain position in the bushes, and a colorful pheasant was happily pecking at the insects on the ground, and the cooing sound came from its mouth, and it seemed that the mood was very happy!

When he walked into the woods in the back mountain, Feng Fengchen noticed the existence of pheasants here, and after a period of searching, the target finally appeared, otherwise he would have to change the ingredients to cope with this lesson.

In fact, Feng Fengchen was greedy, and wanted to eat himself while he finished the course, otherwise how could he spend effort to deal with such a simple course.

Looking at the target and gradually relaxing his vigilance around him, Feng Fengchen made a gesture towards Miyoko Hojo behind his back, probably meaning to ask her not to make a move.

A diamond-shaped stone --- a gust of wind blowing up along the air, breaking through the air and hitting the pheasant's head, so that it was full of vigilance and killed instantly, this story tells everyone that you should also pay attention to your surroundings when eating!

"That's it! This guy is hard to find! Patting the dust of his palm, Feng Fengchen smiled with satisfaction, with this thing, today can be a mouthful, in China, pure pheasants are difficult to find, if you don't go to some mountains, don't think about being able to find the traces of pheasants.

"Pheasant?" Hojo Miyoko looked curiously at the pheasant that Feng Fengchen was holding in her hand, using pheasants to cook food, there were many ways to cook it, and there were countless in Chinese cuisine, she really couldn't think of how Feng Fengyuchen would cook.

"Go back! Otherwise, there is really not enough time! ”

Feng Fengchen lifted the pheasant in his hand, felt the heavy weight, he smiled with satisfaction, such a big pheasant is not easy to find, after all, this goods can fly, if it is too heavy to fly, can harvest such a big one, luck accounts for a lot!

On the way back to the classroom, under the strange gaze of Miyoko Hojo, Fengyuchen dug a small pile of heavily damp dirt from the woods.

What can dirt do? Do you raise flowers?

No kidding, Miyoko Hojo can't figure out what this partner is thinking?

She began to think about the dishes she could make in the current time, and she was already planning whether she would continue to let the wind and rain mess around, dropping out of school or something was a very serious matter!

"Hojo-san, go to the classroom and help me find some spices!" When passing by a small courtyard outside the classroom, Feng Fengchen paused, looked at the dead branches and leaves scattered on the ground, nodded, and said to Miyoko Hojo...... Star anise, cinnamon, kaempfera, bay leaves, thyme, and vanilla! ”

"Remember? The spices are in the cabinet down to the left of the classroom! As if he was afraid that Miyoko Hojo wouldn't be able to find it, Feng Fengchen also deliberately said where it was stored, which he ...... when he entered the classroom. Just smell it!

"Oh!" Hojo Miyoko was stunned in response, seeing that Feng Fengyuchen was not joking, she relaxed a little, and had a sense of resignation.

When Miyoko Hojo returned to the classroom, Feng Fengchen began to deal with the pheasant in his hand, which was still the same method as when he ate the halberd, as long as the place where his palm brushed, the pheasant's feathers immediately fell, and after a while, the process of removing the hair was completed.

Gently rubbed on the white and tender body of the pheasant, the index finger crossed the chicken breast, a cut was exposed, the wrist shook, a blood ball mixed with internal organs was thrown out, and landed on the grass on the side, and did not splash away, and stopped after bounce on the ground.

By the time Miyoko Hojo came back with spices, Feng Fengyuchen had already finished the preliminary treatment of the pheasant.

"This?" Looking at Feng Fengyuchen carrying a pheasant with a white and tender flesh, Miyoko Hojo, who returned to the small courtyard, was a little dumbfounded, the processing of the pheasant was completed in such a short time, or without any tools, this is also incredible!

"Don't be stunned! Give me the spices! ”

Feng Fengchen hung the pheasant on the branch next to him, waiting for the wind to carry away the moisture from the pheasant, and turned around to find that Miyoko Hojo, who had returned here, was looking at him stunned, so that he didn't know what to say.

After taking the spices, Feng Fengchen picked out the right amount, rubbed his hands together, and the spices immediately turned into powder, just falling on the soil he brought back.

Miyoko Hojo was stunned again, how could such a tender hand knead these spices into powder! It's better than a grinder!

"Has Hojo-san ever played with mud? It's a mud ball for children! Shaking his hand and rubbing the last bit of spice into powder, Feng Fengchen slapped his palms and winked at Miyoko Hojo.

Playing with mud? Miyoko Hojo almost didn't flash to her waist, when did she play with mud, I remember that I didn't play with this thing when I was a child...... Wrong! What an occasion! He's even playing with mud! Play with your face!

"Classmate Feng, are you really not joking? Will you be dropped out of school if you continue like this? Hojo Miyoko was angry, her willow eyebrows were furrowed, she didn't have the patience to accompany the wind and rain in the morning, otherwise she would really be dropped out of school, this was not the situation she wanted to see.

"Forget it! Play as much as you want! With a sigh, Miyoko Hojo calculated the time, there was still an hour before the deadline, and with her cooking skills, it was not difficult to complete the cooking within an hour!

"Hojo-san, I'm really not playing!" Feng Fengchen looked at Miyoko Hojo, who seemed to have misunderstood him, and smiled indifferently: "Don't you see what I'm cooking?" Remember that your house looks like a Chinese restaurant! ”

Feng Fengyuchen is also a little strange, he also thought that Hojo Miyoko knew what he was going to cook, but he didn't expect this partner to be in a state of ignorance, although this dish only has a wide reputation in China, but as long as you come into contact with Chinese food, few people will not know it!

"Mud? Spices? Pheasant? ”

Feng Fengchen's rhetorical question made Miyoko Hojo notice the ingredients collected at the beginning, and after thinking for a while, she thought of a dish, and only this dish was in line with the current characteristics.

A look of enlightenment flashed in her eyes, and Miyoko Hojo was a little ashamed, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

As the heir of the 50-year-old Zhonghua Restaurant, I actually forgot this dish that is extremely famous in Chinese cuisine, and I always thought that Feng Fengchen was playing, which was really embarrassing.