Chapter 8: The Temptation of Gastronomy

At the critical moment, Ye Tian's gaze fell on the hand holding the handle of the pan, and with a quick move, his hand dragged it back violently.

Standing on one foot, she lost her balance and was instantly dragged to the ground. Ye Tian stepped on the frying pan with one foot, and his free hands quickly picked up the steel crossbow and loaded the crossbow arrows.

This steel crossbow was given to him by a rich second generation who went into the mountains to hunt when he was young, but any man who has this kind of thing at home is strange if he doesn't usually play with it. Therefore, the steel crossbow is very well maintained, and the crossbow arrow is skillfully installed, and the tip of the arrow is aimed at the struggling irrigation head and the trigger is pulled.

Touch!

At such a close distance, the whole head of the irrigation was shattered, and the irrigation of the head was finally freed from the shackles of the frying pan, and struggled and rolled on the ground, and it was only after a long time that it stopped, and the corpse was still convulsing.

"It's finally settled!"

Escaping death, Ye Tian breathed a long sigh of relief, calmed down his extremely nervous heart, and then took out the necklace and called out the portal. First, he moved Lingzhi in, hesitated for a moment, and the huge corpse of Cupping was also dragged into the portal.

According to the records of the Nanshan Sutra, this thing can be eaten, Ye Tian's village is not far from the mountain, and there is naturally no shortage of turtledoves from childhood to adulthood. But it's the first time for such a big turtledove. What's more, this thing grew up eating Ganoderma lucidum, a big supplement! As an authentic foodie, just thinking about it, Ye Tian couldn't help but drool.

"Roar!" The little white tiger who was lying in the living room was bored, and when he saw the irrigation that Ye Tian dragged in, his eyes immediately lit up, and he even struggled to stand up before, but at this moment, it was like a 100-meter sprint, and he pounced directly and bit on the corpse of the irrigation with a bite.

"Hmm...... Hmm...... "That little tiger tooth can't even bite Ye Tian's skin, let alone irrigation, tearing for a long time, the little white tiger let go of his mouth covered with bird feathers, and looked at Ye Tian pitifully.

"The little guy is quite picky, wait, I'll cook for you!" Ye Tian pursed his lips and dragged the irrigated corpse towards the kitchen.

Plucking, cleaning up the internal organs, cutting into pieces, Ye Tian, who had been busy for most of the day and finally finished processing, looked at a large pile of meat pieces with satisfaction, not to mention, don't look at this stuffing and fertilizing is the same as a meat ball, but there are not a few taels of fat on his body, no wonder he is so flexible.

I took out the thigh, which was not much smaller than a pork leg, put the rest of the meat in the refrigerator, and then started making it.

First, peel off the filled leg bones and chop them into several sections, put them in the pot and boil, then pass the meat pieces through hot water, pour oil at the bottom of the pot and heat them, add green onions and garlic to stir-fry until fragrant, and then put the meat pieces into the oil pan and stir-fry.

This is a little trick when making soup, which can make the soup more fragrant, and it does not need to be fried for too long, but the meat is slightly discolored, Ye Tian poured the meat pieces into the soup pot, and then put all kinds of ingredients, cut a few leaves of cabbage and a little radish, and sprinkled some wolfberries and red dates.

After thinking about it, Ye Tian pinched a few small pieces out of his backpack like a broken Ganoderma lucidum and put them in the soup pot.

I really couldn't wait to simmer slowly, Ye Tian directly turned on the fire to the maximum and waited on the side.

After a while, a burst of aroma came from the soup pot, and as time passed, the aroma became more and more intense, constantly ** Ye Tian's sense of smell.

"Roaring ......" The little white tiger who was already hungry and growling was lying on the ground licking the blood stains left by the can, the fragrance came, the little white tiger shrugged his little nose that was not much bigger than a peanut, stood up from the ground violently, and ran to Ye Tian's feet, two little paws pulled Ye Tian's feet, and kept calling.

"Want to eat?" Ye Tian was tickled by the soft fur of the little white tiger, squatted down and asked with a smile, seeing the little white tiger nodding vigorously, he smiled maliciously:

"If you want to eat, you can learn to meow, if you don't learn a foreign language well, you still want to eat, when you learn it well, when you eat. ”

Is it to take care of a hungry stomach first, or to maintain the dignity of the sacred beast? This is a serious question.

However, it only took a second, and without even thinking about it, the little white tiger screamed.

"Meow!(What is dignity?), Meow!(Can you be a meal!) Meow!"

It's too undisciplined, and I'm worried about how to take this little thing out, but Ye Tian doesn't have the heart to run around with a tiger. Now it seems that there is no need to worry at all, isn't it just learning to meow! This undisciplined goods, regardless of force or food, can easily make it succumb.

Now don't say that you are recognized, even if you tell the other party that it is a tiger, no one will believe it at all! Your tiger is only the size of a fist? Your tiger can also learn to meow?

"It's so fragrant, little daddy, are you making something delicious?" Ye Tian was teasing the little white tiger, but the fan was attracted from his sleep by the aroma. Dressed in a pink hello kitty, standing in front of the bedroom door, rubbing his sleepy eyes with the back of his hands half-clasped, his little nose is still inhaling and inhaling, looking for the source of the fragrance.

"Well, Daddy is making you soup, and you'll be able to drink it later!"

Ye Tian nodded and said very dotingly.

Roar!

Why is it here that it's both retrospective and cute, and you have to learn to meow to drink, and the big demon king wakes up with delicious food, it's so unfair!

The little white tiger roared dissatisfied, showing his sense of existence.

"Xiaobai, you're roaring again, it's cute to meow!"

When the fan heard Xiaobai's cry, she pouted dissatisfiedly.

Meow......

You are all uncles, one has food, the other has fists, no one can afford to mess with the tiger master.

The little white cat barked twice, and moved to the bottom of the sofa to hurt the spring and autumn, but the eyes were still reluctantly staring at the soup pot that was exuding an attractive aroma.

As time passed, the fragrance in the room became stronger and stronger, one big and two small, two people and one tiger, standing in front of the soup pot and looking at the soup pot, anxiously waiting. At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to say that the days are like years, the tempting fragrance permeates the room, constantly drilling into the nostrils, it is really too torturous. If Ye Tian hadn't stopped him, the lid would have been opened by Fan Er a long time ago. Look at the little white tiger, they have all come out from under the sofa, and they don't care that the terrible big demon king is next to them, and they want to climb up to the kitchen stove, looking like they want to plunge into the soup pot.

It's just that its small short legs make it difficult to stand, let alone climb the kitchen stove with an extremely smooth surface. However, Ye Tian was also in a hurry, and he didn't bother to care about it, so he let his efforts there be in vain.

"That's it!"

Finally, when Fan Xiaobai was impatient, Ye Tian stretched out his hand and picked up the lid of the pot.