The long street of the imperial capital, a secluded alley. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gentle lights flickered in the dark alley, and at the door of the square shop, Xiao Hei lay quietly, breathing evenly and sleeping sweetly.

The door of the small shop is closed, and in the kitchen, there is a crisp and rhythmic sound of kitchen knives and chopping boards, which is crisp and pleasant.

Bu Fang's slender fingers were stained with a little splash, holding the kitchen knife, rhythmically cutting the radish on the board, the speed of the kitchen knife was very fast, almost dazzling, but Bu Fang was methodical, his face did not change, obviously for him, this level of speed is not fast.

Finally, after cutting the last piece of radish, Bu Fang's fingers wrapped around the handle of the knife and waved slightly, and the kitchen knife spun along his fingers, like a windmill.

Then, with a flick of his hand, the kitchen knife was inserted into the knife holder intact.

Stretching his waist, Bufang opened his mouth slightly, yawned, he now practiced knife work and carving whenever he had time, as a chef who wants to become a chef who stands at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world, he can't have the slightest slack, for the basic skills of the chef, he must always practice seriously.

Wiping away the water stains in his hands, a touch of excitement suddenly appeared in Bu Fang's flat eyes, and his mind sank into the system.

"The temporary task has been completed, and the reward has been distributed, and the reward for this task seems to be dragon blood rice, as well as ten percent of the true qi cultivation progress...... Very good. ”

Bu Fang smacked his lips, and there was some joy in his heart, his current cultivation progress was not slow, at least compared to those who cultivated, his breakthrough speed was simply the same as flying, but Bu Fang's concern for cultivation was not about combat effectiveness.

His breakthrough in cultivation was to be able to have a more stable True Qi to provide him with those True Qi dishes.

Although he is now the King of the Five-Rank War, after many True Qi dishes are cooked, his True Qi is consumed, which is very troublesome for him.

Moreover, with his current cultivation, he couldn't even urge the golden dragon bone kitchen knife for too long......

The next time you go to capture the ingredients, the golden keel kitchen knife is halfway urged, and the true qi is not enough to directly turn into the black pimple kitchen knife, that scene ...... Bufang felt embarrassed when he thought about it.

The reward of the system has been distributed, the corners of Bufang's mouth twitched slightly, and according to the system, he squatted down, opened the cabinet below, and took out a ceramic jar from it.

This jar was a little heavy, and the concession party was a little surprised, and it contained dragon blood rice.

Placing the lid on the table, Bu Fang lifted the lid of the ceramic jar, and a slightly pungent smell of rice wafted out, the smell was not unpleasant, and even made people feel the urge to take a deep breath.

Bufang's eyes lit up slightly, and he saw the plump rice in the ceramic jar.

The color of this rice is red, and at first glance it feels extremely dull, but after looking at it for a long time, you will find that the rice grain seems to emit a bewitching blood light.

"Is this dragon's blood rice? It seems like there's something going on......" Bufang pursed his lips, stretched out two fingers, picked up a grain of rice from it, and leaned closer to look at it carefully.

"Dragon blood rice (wulong), made of the blood of the seventh-order wurm spirit animal, soaked in the essence of the wurm blood, absorbing its blood essence, growing through a difficult environment, growing out of the rice, the rice grains are full, the color is dark red, full of rich essence and aura, it is a rare ingredient. A serious and serious introduction to the system sounded.

After listening to this, the whole person was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but he didn't expect that this dragon blood rice was not the rice watered by the real dragon's blood, but the subdragon blood, so the grade was much worse.

However, Bu Fang didn't get too entangled, now the ingredients provided by the system are up to about the seventh order, I think it's because of his strength limitations, and when he breaks through his cultivation, he may be able to get better ingredients.

Bu Fang touched his chin and looked at this jar of dragon blood rice, the system did not provide the latest recipes about dragon blood rice, so about the cooking of dragon blood rice, Bu Fang needs to study it himself.

Grabbing a handful of dragon's blood rice, the rattling grains slipped through his fingers and landed in the clay pot.

Feeling the aura and essence flowing in the palm of his hand, the corners of Bufang's mouth twitched, and he had a plan in his heart.

There are many ways to make rice, for example, egg fried rice is the most basic rice delicacy, and it is not difficult to say that egg fried rice is difficult to say that it is not simple, because for many chefs, this is an introductory dish, basically learning for a few days, but it is very difficult to do it well.

But Bufang didn't plan to use dragon's blood rice to make egg fried rice, not because the egg fried rice was bad, but because Bufang couldn't find it...... An egg worthy of this dragon's blood rice.

The importance of rice is self-evident when making egg fried rice, but the importance of eggs cannot be ignored.

He first poured out half of the dragon's blood rice from the clay pot, poured it into a porcelain basin, and then poured it into the Tianshan spring water full of spiritual energy, and began to wash the rice.

After digging out the rice for a while, the color gradually seeped out a slight red, and every grain of dragon's blood rice was stained with luster, full and plump.

Pour the rice water into the pot of the five-pattern enlightenment tree that is trying to thrive and give him some moisture.

Bu Fang returned to the kitchen, poured the dragon's blood rice into the steamer, put it in the iron pot on the stove, and began to steam.

In the process of steaming, Bu Fang began to cook other dishes, took out a piece of fat Youlong beef, Bu Fang's hand was full of green smoke, the keel kitchen knife emerged, and played a knife flower, that is, to cut all the Youlong beef into dices.

Light the fire, heat the pan, pour in the oil juice, add some seasoning ingredients, stir-fry, and the pungent fragrance will come out.

Pour the Youlong beef into the pot, step by step violently surging out the true qi, covering the iron pot, and then began to stir-fry, the fire surged, turned the pot upside down, and the oil juice splashed.

The sound of a shovel and an iron pot colliding echoed throughout the shop.

After a while, the rich aroma of beef wafted out and lingered throughout the shop.

Pour the thickened juice into the pot, and the ruddy and shiny Youlong beef suddenly gurgled in the pot, and the thick and fragrant juice boiled and bubbled.

Cover the pot and let the beef simmer for a while.

During this time, Bu Fang found a round flat plate, took a white radish, rotated the keel kitchen knife in his hand, and waved at the white radish, and after a while, a delicate radish flower appeared.

For today's Bufang, carving a flower is really not a difficult task.

Placing the flowers on the disc, he walked to the steamer that was already emitting a rich rice fragrance.

When the steamer is uncovered, the steaming heat rises, and the rich essence and aroma escape.

Bu Fang took a deep breath, slightly intoxicated, this rice fragrance has some sweet sweetness, refreshing.

A large spoonful of dragon's blood rice was scooped from it and covered in the disc, the semi-circular dragon's blood rice exuding a ruddy luster was full and fragrant, tantalizing people's taste buds and appetite.

Closing the steamer, the step is to return to the front of the pot, the pot emits a constant gurgling sound, and the aroma of meat continues to overflow.

The fire was stopped, the pot was boiled, and the heat was surging, like an aroma bomb bursting out.

Inside the pot, the thick juice flowed slowly with the bursting bubbles, and the juice shimmered on the crystal fragrant Youlong beef.

Bu Fang skillfully turned the pot, a spoon is to take out the dragon beef, and slowly pour the dragon beef around the fragrant dragon blood rice, the two flavors are mixed and matched, which is even more difficult to self-control.

The thick juice was scooped out and poured on top of the dragon's blood rice and dragon beef, and the thick juice flowed and steamed.

Under the light, the thick juice seems to be emitting light, and the dragon beef in the juice trembles slightly under the action of heat, and the juice penetrates into the cracks of the dragon's blood rice, which begins to loosen the rice, so that the fragrance contained in it is gradually released.

Bufang snapped his fingers and pulled the corners of his mouth to complete this dish that was both simple and not simple.

"Dragon's blood beef donburi is done. (To be continued.) )