"I said, Brother Yan, don't you eat spicy pig's trotters at noon, why are you staring at my arm with such strange eyes? ”

In the kitchen of Mufu, Mu Hai, who was hanging one arm, looked at Yan Chen with a strange face, and his heart was furious and unspeakable, and Mu Nianwei and Mu Lan were still standing on the side, pretending not to know anything.

Yan Chen just stared at Mu Hai's arm, smiling strangely with deep meaning and not speaking.

"Young Master Yan, Young Master Yan, I got you the fresh pig's trotters you wanted, how about you take a look?" The atmosphere was delicate, and the shogunate cook ran in from outside, holding a tray with a few pig's trotters stacked on it.

"Come, come, bring it and show me. Yan Chen waved at the shogunate cook, and the shogunate cook ran over with a dog's leg, this is another man who was conquered by Yan Chen's delicious meal.

"Well, it's fresh. Yan Chen picked up a pig's trotter and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently, it was very fresh and the slaughtering method was neat, and the blood was clean.

Then he took a closer look at the meat quality and texture, "Not bad, yes, worthy of being a shogunate chef, he has a hand in choosing ingredients." Yan Chen nodded with satisfaction, and praised the shogunate cook without hesitation, but he was very happy.

"Well, why don't we get started? Let's get started, it's not too early, everyone should be hungry. After Yan Chen checked the pig's trotters, he turned his head and glanced at Mu Nianwei and the others next to him, aiming to solicit the opinions of several people.

"Oh, let's get started, I'm already hungry. Several people hurriedly responded, urging Yanchen to hurry up and cook, "Okay, please." Yan Chen shouted, took the tray and walked to the stove.

"Eh, where is the water, bring me a basin of water. Yan Chen looked at it for a while, then turned his head and said something to the cook in Mufu, and then picked up the kitchen knife made of dark iron on the knife rack and scraped the remaining pig hair on the pig's trotters.

"Young Master Yan, the water is here. The Mufu chef happily brought a basin of water and put it next to him, and it happened that Yanchen had already shaved the remaining pig hair with a brush, and then split it into several pieces.

"What a good knife. Yan Chen sighed heartily, and then put the split pig's trotters into the water to soak, in order to leach out the uncleaned dirty blood in the meat.

In the interval between soaking the pig's trotters, Yanchen seized the time to slice the ginger and garlic he needed, cut off the green onion in two sections and put them together for later use, and prepared a plate on the other side, which put a large handful of dried red peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, and bay leaves, which are all indispensable stews.

Yan Chen's movements were very fast, and everything was ready at tea time, and the shogunate cook was very discerning on the side to poke open the sealed fire. Pour water into the pot on the stove, throw a few slices of ginger and green onions, sprinkle some old wine, and throw the split pig's trotters into it.

"Yes, very discerning and promising. Yan Chen hurriedly gave a thumbs up to the shogunate cook who was immersed in pulling the bellows, put an empty bowl in front of him, and took out a spiritual grass that exuded an elegant and indifferent fragrance from the storage ring.

"Brother Yan, what are you doing with the spirit grass? Could it be that you see that my arm is injured, so instead of making spicy pig's trotters, I changed to stewed medicinal food?" Mu Hai looked at Yan Chen's movements and suddenly burst out of a sentence, "Brother Yan, you are too good for me, isn't it too bad to just use the spirit grass to stew medicinal food?"

"Loser? Yan Chen replied, compared to the kitchen of Mufu is comparable to a restaurant, and the stove is made of dark iron, he seems to be quite diligent and thrifty.

Mu Lan slapped Mu Hai impatiently beside her, "Don't make trouble, let Brother Yan concentrate on cooking, I'm about to starve to death." ”

"Mu Lan, you hit my arm again, it's broken, you know, it hurts!" Mu Hai looked at Mu Lan aggrievedly, "Are you still my sister, I, I, I, I, what is this?" Mu Hai suddenly screamed.

The faint green fire rising in Yan Chen's palm almost didn't scare Mu Hai, and it also attracted the attention of everyone, but the cook of Mu Mansion made it look like an old god was trying to pull the bellows, after all, he had seen this scene before and was mentally prepared.

"Wow, Brother Yan, you're too good, how did you do it, can you teach me?" Mu Lan's eyes were shining and she looked at Yan Chen with admiration.

Mu Nianwei frowned lightly and thought for a moment, "This seems to be a means only available to Dan magicians, could it be that Brother Yan, you are still a Dan magician?"

"Brother Yan, you are so slippery, aren't you afraid of wetting the bed at night?" Mu Hai also sighed, and what he got was Yan Chen's white eyes.

"I'm not a Danor. Yan Chen looked at the dancing flames in his palm and said softly, "This is a special way of cooking, and it does have some similarities with Dan magicians. ”

"Use the alchemy technique of a Dan sorcerer to handle the ingredients?" Mu Nianwei's eyes suddenly lit up, "No wonder the food made by Brother Yan is so fragrant." ”

Yan Chen didn't say anything, with his current cultivation to stimulate the true fire, it would consume the true yuan a lot, and wasting any more time was afraid that it would deplete him, so he hurriedly threw the spirit grass he took out earlier into the flames curling in his palm.

As soon as the spirit grass was put into the real fire, it was quickly wrapped in the real fire, this is a spiritual grass with healing effects, called the jade bone muscle-growing grass, which is precisely the best medicine for renewing bones and muscles.

Although the spirit grass has miraculous effects, if it is taken directly, it cannot absorb all its medicinal effects, and nine times out of ten it will be wasted, so the profession of Dan Sorcerer was born. Through the Dan prescription summarized by countless predecessors, it is refined into Dan with other auxiliary spirit herbs to maximize the absorption of medicinal effects.

It's a pity that this Danshu is still inferior in the eyes of the fat boss, even the top Danshu can't achieve 100% of the effect of the spiritual herbs, and it will still be wasted.

For a person who picks and searches, waste is extremely shameful, so he devoted himself to studying spiritual dishes, and finally cheapened Yan Chen, who was very unconvinced of him.

The Jade Bone Muscle Grass floated in the true fire of Yan Chen's palm, unlike the Dan Magician's impurities that were cultivated into ashes and only retained the essence, the body size of the spirit grass in Yan Chen's palm was slowly shrinking and getting smaller, but the appearance was not burned in the slightest, and there were constantly small crystal droplets of water condensed on the surface of his body and then slipped down, condensing into a small puddle of viscous liquid in the flames below the spirit grass.

Several people who watched this scene were amazed, Yan Chen's face was also full of pride, his control of the real fire had actually improved a lot, similar to the mistake of burning the stems and leaves last time, this time it never happened again.

A jade bone muscle grass quickly and completely turned into a viscous liquid under the refining of the true yuan, and it rose and fell in Yan Chen's palm with the joy of the true fire.

At the same time, the pot of water on the stove was also rippled by the vigorous fire, and it was about to boil, and the remaining blood foam in the meat was blanched out by the water temperature and floated on the surface of the pot.

"Spicy pig's trotters, it's officially started!" Yan Chen flicked his fingers, and the puddle of liquid in his palm did not fall into the empty bowl he had prepared in advance, shining crystal clear in the snow-white porcelain bowl.