Chapter 90: The Drunken Eight Immortals (Part II)
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There was the sound of high-pressure jets of fire coming from the stove, and orange flames burst out of the hearth. It gives a sense of oppression that is deterred by fire!
Li Gengxin stood aside, and found that Li Dazhuang did not have the fear that ordinary people had when they first saw the flames, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he pondered it carefully.
If animals are afraid of flames in the sky, then humans, "high-level" animals, naturally instinctively have a natural fear of flames. If the flame of a lighter is nothing more than a pleasure in the eyes of humans, the flame of a torch is still within the control of ordinary people's cognition.
The dazzling fireworks that bloom in the sky will give you a sense of shock.
The fireworks that are 100 meters away are shocking, but the skyrocketing flames in front of you will definitely have a sense of fear in the eyes of ordinary people who have not adapted to it, and you need to rush to the side of the flames to control the flames.
This is definitely not something that someone who has been exposed to the flame once or twice can handle.
Li Dazhuang held the wok in his hand at this time, put the pot on the flame with an indifferent face, raised his hand spoon and began to scoop water into the dark pot.
The edges of the wok shook rapidly, and flames grew under the wok. There was a strange smile on Li Dazhuang's face, and at this time, under the dim light, Li Dazhuang was like a flame lord from hell!
"Update, what are you shivering about?" Niuniu, who was standing on the side, suddenly found that Li Gengxin shuddered for no reason.
Li Gengxin turned his head slightly to look at the Niu Niu next to him, sighed slightly and said, "I...... I don't know why this happened, but I felt that when I saw Li Dazhuang, there seemed to be a cold breeze circling around my neck. Then, in an instant, a layer of goosebumps appeared all over the body. ”
After speaking, Li Gengxin listened to the sound of the wok. He hurriedly shifted his gaze to Li Dazhuang's back.
At this time. Li Dazhuang stirred the fish fillet that had just been mixed with starch twice with chopsticks, and then gently pushed it. The fish fillets holding the dough were transferred into the pot one after another.
After a soft pop, Li Gengxin saw the fish fillets in the huddle slowly spread out in the pot. Li Dazhuang suddenly poked his chopsticks into the pot, and then stirred them in the pot with his chopsticks. If the white fish fillets like a rain of flowers are turning quickly in the pot, Li Gengxin looks at it from a distance, and he feels like a rain of flowers in the pot!
With a bang, Li Dazhuang used the rounded iron fence to take the fish fillet out of the pot. Hang it on the stainless steel stand next to it, and then flip your wrist to directly turn over a pot of hot water.
The dancing loofah in Li Dazhuang's hand is like a natural big brush. Where is he brushing the pot? It's more like splashing ink in a wok!
After brushing it clean, Li Dazhuang put some peanut oil in the pot anew, and poured the freshly processed green onion and ginger into the wok by Li Dazhuang. After a few stir-fries. The carrots and fungus were poured into the pot again by Li Dazhuang.
With the wave of the wrist, the carrots and black fungus dance in the wok as if full of spirituality. After squinting at the carrots in the wok that had changed color slightly, he raised his hand and directly hooked out a few spoonfuls of clear soup from the soup nest next to him.
Putting down the spoon, Li Dazhuang picked up the small spoon next to him and began to hook it in salt, sugar, pepper and other seasonings. The dazzling movements make others feel a little dizzying.
As the smoke rises, a fresh smell begins to permeate the kitchen. Li Gengxin, who was standing in the distance, twitched his nose slightly.
Suddenly, Li Gengxin frowned, turned his head and subconsciously asked Niu Niu beside him, "Do you feel ...... Ever find this scent a little unusual? Or is it different from the fragrance we usually ask? ”
"Hmm. It's really different. The taste is very tasty. It felt like an indescribable scent was waving at me! I...... I can't help but feel like I'm going to go over and taste it now. Niuniu pursed her lips, as if she was holding back the saliva at the corners of her mouth. stared at Li Dazhuang's back motionlessly, with a hint of greed in his expression.
"How so?" Li Gengxin subconsciously froze for a moment, twisted his brows, and felt the summoning feeling that seemed to come from the depths of his soul. And the source. It's completely in Li Dazhuang's pot.
Suddenly, Li Gengxin seemed to have thought of something, and subconsciously looked back at Li Xiaoteng, Gao Luochen and the others behind him.
At this time, Gao Luochen stood beside Li Xiaoteng. The look on her face turned out to be the same as Niuniu. On the other hand, Li Xiaoteng at this time wrinkled his brows with a strange expression.
Brother Xiao Teng noticed that Li Gengxin was looking at him at this time. He shook his head slightly. I actually sighed subconsciously!
"Huh? What the hell is going on with all this? Li Gengxin subconsciously underestimated. Suddenly, Li Dazhuang, who was standing in front of the stove at this time, suddenly said: "The point is here!" ”
Subconsciously frowning, Li Gengxin looked at Li Dazhuang's back. At this time, Li Dazhuang was holding a bottle of rice wine-like things in his hand, and said with a smile: "The key seasoning for the drunken eight immortals of the bad fish fillet, the mash and the stew!" ”
After speaking, Li Dazhuang began to pour the rotten brine that had been shaking in his hand into the pot. Watching the bad brine pour into the pot, Li Gengxin suddenly squinted.
No wonder Li Dazhuang called this dish a dregs of fish fillet drunk eight immortals just now! After all, there is only one name for this dish, and that is the smash of fish fillet. And Li Dazhuang called this dish the drunken eight immortals of the dregs of fish fillets, and felt that Li Gengxin was still a little dazed, and he didn't know why he said that he was drunk with eight immortals.
At this time, I smell the faint aroma of rice wine in the kitchen, blending in the fresh chicken soup. I inadvertently licked a mouthful of saliva from the corner of my mouth.
Li Dazhuang looked at the dishes he cooked with a smug face at this time. Then scoop a large spoonful of the underjuice directly into the pan.
The feeling of thin soup and little water became thick and thick in the blink of an eye. Because of the chicken broth, the soup is thick white with a hint of golden yellow.
Li Dazhuang turned around and looked at the container he had prepared just now. Raise your hand and remove the lids of the small black clay pots the size of a palm. With a spoon, scoop the carrots, black fungus, and white grouper slices. There is also a thick soup with a yellowish glow, which makes people unconsciously produce a mouth-watering feeling.
And that's not all! Li Dazhuang pinched the chopped coriander in his hand. With a slight wave of his hand, a few palm-sized black clay pots were sprinkled with a little emerald green chopped coriander!
At this time, everyone thought that the dish was finished, but Li Dazhuang held a small spoon in his hand that was not much bigger than the ear digging spoon and scooped it in a small bowl of sesame oil.
If the cooking process is wide open and closed, then the action at this time can be classified as nuanced!
Niuniu watched Li Dazhuang put the black clay pot in the white bone china plate, and her eyes stared at the food in Li Dazhuang's hand. muttered softly in his mouth: "The eight immortals don't know if they are drunk or not, I am drunk ......" (to be continued......