The dark unicorn bone is the skeleton of a pseudo-divine beast, and it can be regarded as a holy immortal material, but it is the lowest one among the holy immortal materials.

But at least, it's a good ingredient.

Moreover, the unicorn bone is the essence of the unicorn body, containing infinite essence and divine energy, it is best to use it to make soup, the energy in the unicorn bone penetrates out of the bones, integrates into the soup, and can be thoroughly absorbed by the human body.

This hunger is the reason why Bu Fang plans to cook this dish this time.

The curse in Xiao You's body needs to be suppressed by dishes with strong essence, and the big tonic soup made with unicorn bones is just right.

Stewed soup is actually a big category in cuisine.

A delicious soup that can be immersed in one bite.

But the stew is a test of the chef's mastery of the heat.

In particular, the more high-grade ingredients, the more demanding the chef's mastery of the heat, because the high-grade ingredients are full of essence.

Once the best time to cook is missed, it is easy to destroy the essence in it, or even cause the essence to be lost, resulting in a bad taste.

Before making the soup, Bufang needs to prepare the ingredients needed for this cooking.

The mind moved.

Bufang's figure is to enter the idyllic world.

Some fresh ingredients were picked, as well as sun-dried ingredients.

Back in the kitchen.

Bufang cut these ingredients and served them in a blue and white porcelain bowl.

In the first blue and white porcelain bowl, it contains sun-dried vermilion peel, and most of the essence of the vermilion peel is contained in it, so that the umami in the soup can be completely locked in when making soup.

There is also a porcelain bowl containing the leaves of the Nine Heavenly Dao tea trees, the leaves are cut in half by Bufang, and the fragrance of tea is permeated.

In addition to these, there are also dried spirit fruits the size of vermilion fingernails, which are similar to the wolfberries in the previous life.

Bu Fang once saw this kind of spiritual fruit, so he specially harvested and planted it in the pastoral world.

The herbs are ready, and so are the ingredients.

The next step is the cooking process.

Bufang washed the Xuanwu cauldron and placed the basalt cauldron on top of the White Tiger Heavenly Stove.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of white flames.

The flames burst out and burrowed into the White Tiger Heavenly Stove, and suddenly burst into flames.

The fountain of life was poured into it, and the clear fountain of life burst out with a strong breath of life.

With a bang, the unicorn bone was put into it.

There is a little bit of unicorn meat in the unicorn bones, but the amount is very small, and it is mainly used to make soup.

Start with cold water and slowly heat the dishes in the pot.

In this process, Bu Fang did not release his spiritual power.

The flames burst out and kept breeding.

After a while, there was a boiling sound in the pot.

The unicorn bone rolls in it.

Bufang frowned, as if he could hear the dark Qilin intent contained in the Qilin Bone roaring.

This idea can be fatal to the taste of the dish.

It's like making braised fish, but it doesn't remove the fishy smell of the fish.

will ruin a dish.

Stretching out his hand, Bufang's spiritual sea suddenly boiled.

Boom.

The golden phantom suspended in the sky of the spiritual sea suddenly opened its eyes, and there was a brilliant golden light bursting out in its eyes.

It was as if a sharp beam of light was projecting down.

After a while, it turned into stars and penetrated into the basalt cauldron.

Blends into the soup in the pot.

The soup boiled and trembled.

It was as if the sword light swept and slashed towards the dark unicorn.

The unicorn roared more and more violently, as if it was resisting.

However, this resistance was obviously futile, as if after a great battle, Qilin's thoughts were suddenly obliterated.

Bufang opened his eyes.

Exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Visible to the naked eye.

A dark black air flow rose from the unicorn bone and slowly dispersed in the air.

The rest of the cooking process is less complicated.

Bu Fang took out the unicorn bone and washed the blood foam on it with the fountain of life.

Discard the broth from the basalt pot.

The washed unicorn bones are placed in the center of the cauldron, and the dark flesh-colored unicorn meat exudes steaming heat.

Took a blue and white porcelain bowl.

Pour the dried spirit fruit into it, and pour the sliced ginger into it.

Add water to the basalt pot so that the soup is just over the unicorn bones.

To do all this well, it is easy to move your mind.

The top of the basalt pot slowly closed.

Next, it's time to make the soup.

Bufang's spiritual power surged out.

As if turned into silk threads, they burst out and wrapped around the basalt cauldron.

Like strings, you can feel the fluctuation of the dishes in the pot.

The white immortal fire erupted and burrowed into the bottom of the basalt cauldron.

The flames are in full bloom.

Start heating.

Bu Fang's hands fell down and hung down to his waist.

The eyes drooped slightly, and the spiritual power was like silk.

Looking at it, as if he had seen through the basalt cauldron, he saw everything in the basalt cauldron.

The soup was boiling, and the energy in the dark unicorn bones was released little by little, blending into the soup.

The spiritual silk threads that were wrapped around the basalt cauldron were beating like strings, as if they were playing a piece of music like mountains and rivers.

The beautiful notes beat out when the energy of the dark unicorn bone was released, forming an intoxicating music.

Hei Xi walked in from outside.

The curtain of the kitchen door was lifted, making the bell sound crisply, but there was no fluctuation in the spirit of the concession party.

Xi Xi looked at Bufang curiously, as if she was a little curious about what Bufang was cooking.

"Is Tutor Bu making soup?!"

Xi Xi raised her head and looked curiously.

Her nose moved, the rich smell of flesh permeated her mouth and nose, and her eyes seemed to change, staring at the spiritual power strings of Bufang, fascinated.

It was as if she had also heard a beautiful piece of music played by Bu Fang.

The most primitive music made her both physically and mentally immersed in it.

Step Instructor's Culinary ...... It's really amazing!

The music has a bland foreshadowing, a fierce climax and a gentle ending, and the same is true for cooking.

The white flame of the forest was also slowly changing under the control of Bu Fang's spiritual power.

Halfway through the soup.

Bufang opened his eyes.

I opened the lid of the pot and added dried vermilion peel, wolfberry and various spices to it......

These flavors come into it.

The whole soup is completely boiling.

Surging and boiling, it seems to have a palm paved up, gently brushing the face.

The lid is lifted again.

The flames boiled.

The music is also playing more and more intensely, like a violent storm, and the bounce is constantly falling.

Xi Xi's little face was flushed, sensing cooking, and beads of sweat were rolling down her forehead.

Keeping up with the pace of cooking is also quite a challenge for Xixi.

Although his talent is good, with Bufang's current cooking level, for Xixi, he still needs to look up.

At the end of cooking, simmer over low heat.

The spiritual threads of each step were drawn back.

Finished cooking.

Turning his head, he glanced at Xixi, his gaze softened a lot.

"Hee-hee, go out and rest for a while, and get ready for soup. Bufang said softly.

Heeki nodded obediently.

It was to turn around and get ready to walk out.

"By the way, if the strange corn that let you cook that leek-yang bloom appears, you must tell me. ”

Bu Fang said solemnly.

Society is sinister, and Bufang doesn't want Xixi to be deceived by perverts at such a young age.

"Okay. ”

Hei Xi replied with a smile.

Then he walked out of the kitchen.

Bu Fang nodded, and his gaze turned to the Xuanwu cauldron.

The lid of the pot was lifted.

In the lid, streams of heat rose up, like a unicorn with teeth and claws, stepping into the air.

There is auspicious brilliance rising, bursting out.

Brilliant and eye-catching.

Bufang closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

There is no greasy taste that makes people greasy, but there is a refreshing feeling that penetrates into the spleen.

The heat was rising, turning into a galloping unicorn above the basalt cauldron.

Bufang was very satisfied, he rarely made soup, but this time he was very satisfied with the soup.

Walking out of the kitchen with the soup cooked, he walked into the restaurant.

Jingle bells.

The curtain was lifted, and the resounding sound instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

Xixi sat on the chair obediently, while Xiaohua and Xiaoyou looked at him with blank eyes, extremely expectant.

The dog master didn't know where to run, but Bufang didn't worry, it was good that the leper dog didn't bully others.

The Black Dragon King was really thrown out by Xiaohua.

But he deserved it, and Bufang reminded him.

The pitch-black basalt pot was placed in the middle of the table.

The rich fragrance is diffuse, mellow and sultry, surging with majestic spirit.

Bufang took out the blue and white porcelain bowls one by one.

Spoon grasping.

The broth ran down the edge of the spoon.

Bu Fang scooped a bowl of broth, and the soup seemed to be crystal clear, which was extremely cool.

Bu Fang handed the soup to Xiao You.

"Drink it hot. ”

Bu Fang said.

This dish should have a not weak effect on suppressing the cursed snake in Xiao You's body.

After that, the next step is to continue scooping the soup.

Bang la blah.

I also scooped a bowl for Xixi.

The swaying broth looks very gorgeous.

The wreath formed by the oil juice of the broth is extremely amazing.

Xiao You's hands were holding the blue and white porcelain bowl, and the warmth in the steaming bowl was surging, making Xiao You's cold body surge with warmth.

The swaying soup and the wreaths on it are like blooming flowers, attracting people's attention.

The fragrance of the broth kept spreading, so that Xiao You couldn't help but swallow and salivate.

Red lips pursed.

Just when Xiao Yu was about to drink soup.

Footsteps suddenly rang out outside the restaurant.

The footsteps made Bu Fang's action of scooping soup suddenly stagnant, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The footsteps were heavy, as if the mountains were walking.

Bufang subconsciously raised his head and looked over.

I saw a ball of meat coming slowly from a distance.

Well?

Bufang frowned.

The meat ball walked domineeringly and walked to the door of the restaurant, but was stuck in the door.

The corners of Bufang's mouth twitched suddenly......

Where does this comedy come from?

Hei Xi held the broth in her hand, and turned her head to see the chubby ball of meat.

His eyes lit up.

"Step Mentor...... He's the weird Shu millet that made Xixi's cooking leeks bloom!"

Hei Xi shouted excitedly.

Oh?

Is this fat man?

No wonder Hee-hee would say that he was a weird man......

Truly...... It's weird.

Can you eat so fat...... It's also a technology!

The door of the restaurant was not narrow, but Bufang had never imagined that someone could be caught by the door.

Even if the rich man of the Qingfeng Empire was the fattest man Bu Fang had ever seen, he would not be caught by the door......

How nourishing the days of this fat man are, will make himself develop horizontally like this.

"It's so delicious!!!...... Pure and dark, the ingredients are absolutely high, never seen before!"

The fat man was caught in the doorway, his body kept squirming, his nose was stirring, he smelled the smell of meat, and he couldn't stop admiring.

"I smelled the pure smell of meat from afar...... Sure enough, I didn't disappoint Lao Ding! By the way, brother...... You're a bit narrow, so you need to renovate it!"

Ding Fat Man squirmed for a while, and finally squeezed in, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shouted at Bufang.

At a glance, Ding Fatzi saw the broth in the Xuanwu pot.

He walked to the table and sat down in his chair.

Familiar with the self-acquaintance smiled.

Then he rubbed his hands, trembled all over his body, and said to Bu Fang: "Brother, come to a bowl of broth!"

Xiao You and Xiao Hua glanced at the fat man, and then withdrew their gaze.

Finally, it locks on to the bowl held in the palm of your hand.

Bufang looked at the fat man, and his face gradually became solemn.

This is the weird Shu Huang who taught bad Xixi?

Teach bad Hee-hee and still want to drink soup?

"No meat, no soup...... Bowl or?" said Bu Fang looked at Ding Fat Man expressionlessly.