Chapter 114: Cooking

Chapter 114: Cooking

The moon stars are scarce, and the clouds cover it. m.

The courtyard was darkened, and the cold wind was blowing.

Li Changfeng looked at Xiahou Cicada and said, "Guess if I shout, how many people in Bailigou want to rush in and kill you?"

Xiahou Chan sneered: "Bailigou is all ordinary people who have no true yuan, how many of them can stop me? ”

Li Changfeng also smiled: "It seems that I really can't keep you." ”

Xiahou Chan: "Not necessarily, aren't you just a cultivator?"

Li Changfeng picked up the wine jar in front of him, poured a bowl of wine and drank it in his stomach, his throat was hot from the burning of this old cellar.

"I can't keep you. Li Changfeng said: "But I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me, if you really want to fight to lose both, it will not be good for anyone." ”

Xiahou Cicada: "Oh?"

Li Changfeng also poured him a bowl of wine and said: "Instead of losing both, it is better to cooperate with each other." ”

Xiahou Chan smiled, but did not drink the bowl of wine, but looked at Li Changfeng with interest and said, "What kind of cooperation method?"

Li Changfeng: "I'll go north with you, you share a horse with me, and in return, I'll be responsible for the food in your caravan." ”

Xiahou Chan smiled: "Although the food you made is delicious, how can I be sure that you will not poison the food and kill me to the emperor of Tianque Palace?"

Li Changfeng: "The reason is very simple, I'm not interested. After a pause, he said: "Although your cultivation is higher than mine, if I must kill you, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop it, let alone your subordinates, I just want to leave this place, the struggle in the world is not what I pursue." ”

Xiahou Chan pouted and nodded: "It seems that you have a lot more stories than me, but it's strange that I actually believed your words, but that's okay, at least there is one more guy before going to Yan Kingdom." ”

When the words fell, he picked up Li Changfeng and poured the wine, and drank it all.

"This wine is strong enough!"

Xiahou Cicada laughed.

Li Changfeng also laughed.

The dark clouds could no longer stop the moonlight, and the bright moonlight spread all over the courtyard, and the laughter of the two echoed in this building.

coldly, there was a louder voice above that roared: "It's scary to fuck you don't sleep in the middle of the night, which bastard is outside!"

Xiahou Cicada hurriedly carried the wine jar back to the building, Li Changfeng hurriedly carried the meat back to the door, and these two young heroes, who were still very heroic before, got into the door in a gray manner.

Just when the rooster crowed, Li Changfeng got up and practiced a set of knives, and then washed up and went to buy vegetables and meat with the little guy and Liang Huanting.

In fact, after the business of the Fat Lady Tavern was good, some people came to discuss with the fat aunt about the supply of ingredients, but Li Changfeng said that the taste of this dish was determined by the ingredients, and he always insisted on buying it himself.

The fat aunt was too lazy to do it herself, so she let him go.

By the time a few people came back, the sun was already high in the air, giving off a hint of warmth.

Aunt Fat likes Li Changfeng's oily noodles the most, especially the oily noodles he added poached eggs, which tasted very fragrant.

So every morning, her fat body was waiting for Li Changfeng at the door, and now she saw it from afar and began to roar: "Little bastard, you are back!

Li Changfeng couldn't help it

complained: "The fat aunt really doesn't have a backache when she stands and talks, and she doesn't let me take a breath when I'm tired!"

Liang Huanting pursed her lips and snickered: "My mother has always been like this, with a loud voice, but her heart is not bad, don't take it to heart." ”

Li Changfeng said angrily: "I know, I will complain and don't cook noodles for her to eat, I am afraid that she will rip off my clothes." ”

Liang Huanting saw that Li Changfeng was still wearing the clothes of her father who she secretly took last time, and she was wearing very loose clothes, so she giggled.

Since Li Changfeng talked to Liang Huanting about the cultivation world every night, this little girl seemed to be much more cheerful, and she was not often shy and speechless.

Maybe she was afraid of strangers in the past because her ideas were incompatible with Bailigou, this is just a corner of an ordinary person, a corner of peace, but Liang Huanting wants to practice.

But she could only hold back these words in her heart and had nowhere to say them, so she became more and more wary of strangers.

As soon as Li Changfeng walked in the door, he saw that Xiahou Chan and his entourage were already sitting in the corner of the window.

Xiahou Cicada said with a smile: "The proprietress said that the oily noodles you cooked are a must-have in this hundred miles, I don't believe it, so I want to try it today." ”

Li Changfeng glanced at him: "I obviously want to eat noodles, where did I get so many excuses, you have bought all the dishes, but if you want to make the dishes early, you quickly ask your subordinates to come over and you help me, otherwise you won't be able to finish it until dark." ”

Xiahou Chan smiled when he heard this, waved his hand to his entourage and said: Go to the kitchen to help!

More than a dozen entourages immediately got up, rolled up their sleeves, rolled up their hems, and took the dishes in Li Changfeng's hand over to help one by one.

Since they tasted Li Changfeng's craftsmanship yesterday, several of them are looking forward to it today, and they are worried that they have nothing to eat in the early morning.

Hearing the proprietress praise Li Changfeng's cooking oil noodles, the calves were about to drool, so they were busy choosing vegetables, cutting knives, boiling water, and boiling water, and the dry was in full swing.

Li Changfeng rolled out the noodles and pulled them out, threw them into the boiling hot pot, added soy sauce to each person's bowl, scooped up the noodles and threw them into the bowl, poured the soup and poured the special chili oil, and finally covered the poached egg and splashed the hot oil, and a bowl of fragrant oil noodles was served out.

A few people in the lobby sat or stood or standed, all holding a bowl of oily noodles and feasting.

The dozen or so entourage were reckless men in the north, who ate the most happily, and they had to add noodles when they were sweating profusely, and Li Changfeng's hand was about to break, so he patted his belly and hiccuped with satisfaction.

The day before, they were still vigilant, and after waiting for the night, they patted Li Changfeng on the shoulder one by one and said, "Brother, what do you need us to do, you can speak, just take care of the meal!"

The fat aunt's shop hadn't opened yet, and someone called at the door as soon as she finished eating the noodles.

"Fat aunt, why haven't you opened today!"

"Yes, we're all hungry! ”

"Hurry up and pour a bowl of noodles with oil, ask for poached eggs, and ask for a little more chili!"

"Two bowls!"

"Three bowls!"

“”

Li Changfeng just came out with a noodle bowl, rolled his eyes and went into the kitchen again, making everyone laugh.

Li Changfeng has been busy all day, from dawn to sunset, there is almost no time to stop, but fortunately, there are more than a dozen reckless men to help today, and the work at hand is slightly better.

At first, these rough guys fell in the kitchen

Pots and bowls, let alone help, it's good enough not to add to the mess.

It's no wonder that they are not used to it, the Northern Yan Kingdom is located in the plains, they are all living a nomadic life, when they are hungry, they will cook a pot of vegetables and meat in an iron pot, add ingredients or anything casually, it doesn't matter what the size is, they don't care about the salty or whatever.

When I arrived at the Jiangnan border, I knew for the first time that the green onions had to be cut into green onion flowers, the soy sauce could not be too much, the meat was lean and fat, and there was fat and thin, so I was naturally not used to it.

However, they are from the Northern Yan Kingdom, and Li Changfeng knows about it alone, but he can't say it.

In the end, under the roar of the fat aunt, these dozen reckless men slipped back to the lobby to do some work of serving dishes and washing dishes.

Xiahou Cicada sat alone in the corner, just started drinking tea before the rain, and finally felt bored after a sip, and was always embarrassed to sit and wait for food, so he went to the kitchen with a slightly red face and asked if he needed help.

How dare dozens of his entourage let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince do it, so he wanted to take over the prince's work, but in the end they were all yelled at by the fat aunt.

Li Changfeng is not a polite master, so he summoned Xiahou Cicada over to pluck the pig's elbow.

Xiahou Chan has never done this in his life, how can His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pluck the hair of a pig, but the manly husband is hard to chase after him, since he said it, he must do it in place.

So he squatted aside with a kitchen knife, his eyes as big as a bull's eye, and carefully looked at the hairs on the pig's elbows, scraping them one by one.

It's just that the hair on the pig's elbow is hard and firm, even if the Xiahou cicadas are scraped one by one, the effect is not great, and the zhu hair is still dense, so this job made him nameless, lost the knife and picked up the pig's elbow, found a place where no one had a real yuan in his hand, and roasted the pig's trotters with a fire.

Not to mention the hair, the pigskin is burnt, emitting a burst of crispy fragrance.

But this scene happened to be seen by Li Changfeng, who went out to pour water, so he went over with a black face and said, "What are you doing?"

Xiahou Chan was startled by the voice behind him, turned around and blushed and said, "It's nothing." After a pause, he continued: "Shave your hair." ”

Li Changfeng darkened his face: "Did you roast the pork knuckle?"

Xiahou Cicada's face turned red: "No!"

Li Changfeng said angrily: "You still say no! I have seen it all!"

Xiahou Cicada was also angry: "That zhu hair is so difficult to shave, can't you just roast it directly!

Li Changfeng: "Do you know that the most taboo thing about braised elbow is roasting, and this is not roasted pig's trotters!"

Xiahou Chan said angrily: "What's wrong with roasting pig's trotters? Don't make braised elbows when they are burnt, how good is it to make roasted pig's trotters? It also saves trouble!"

“”

The two of you scolded at the door with a word, and they didn't stop scolding until it was dark.

But Xiahou Chan didn't leave, because Li Changfeng scolded him for not even knowing how to cut vegetables, having zero life skills, and being a baby dragon.

Xiahou Chan was also angry with him, saying that Li Changfeng was a sissy who could only cook and serve women.

So Li Changfeng was so angry that he fried the vegetables in the pot so that the fire dragon was flying, shaking and flying up and down.

And Xiahou Cicada was on the side, holding a kitchen knife to chop the cutting board, and those maids were really afraid that he would be too angry, so they cut the table in half with a knife.

The two scrambled to make the kitchen look like a battlefield, and every time the fat aunt went into the kitchen to urge vegetables, she could see that the two of them were fighting, so she could only sigh at the two little bastards.