Chapter 321 [Eating Trail] (II)
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The more the old man spoke, the smoother he became, and Yuan Lai was already speechless in surprise.
He secretly stammered, and said, "That's how the water for steaming rice comes from?"
The old man's expression was always flat, and he nodded.
Then he said: "Steamed rice can not be steamed directly, it has to be steamed layer by layer, the bottom layer absorbs enough water and then adds, half of the steaming has to be turned over regularly, and the loose soil is almost the same, otherwise it is not breathable, people will die if they don't inhale, and the same is true for rice. ā
"That's how you can steam a bucket of rice. Saying that, the old man paused and said, "There is also tofu, good tofu has to use spring water, take the spring water to grind finely, squeeze the pulp raw, put it in the pot, it is easy to die if it is not good, you have to point out the vitality, don't say the fried tofu, just say that the surname Jiang, the tofu has to be peeled on both sides, each piece is cut into sixteen pieces, and dried." Take the lard and burn it, look at the clear smoke, then put the tofu, put the salt flowers, turn over, put a glass of sweet wine, and sprinkle the small shrimp to get 300. ā
Yuan Lai knew that this was talking about the method of this dish, so he couldn't help but listen carefully.
"The dried shrimp have to be boiled for an hour, put a cup of autumn oil, roll again, add a pinch of sugar, and roll again. Chop 120 shallots and slowly remove from the pot. Even if you take it, you don't want your money, but I have to say, you know but you want to do it, no. ā
Yuan Lai blinked: "Because I don't have a heart?"
"Well, your hands, the smell of oil smoke is too little, you are not a cook, you don't have a sense of reverence for food, so you can't do it, you people can't do it. ā
After a pause, the old man suddenly added: "Although cooking is a small way, if you want to do it well, you have to be pious, just like your practice." ā
Yuan Lai's eyelids jumped, a little surprised.
"You can see that we are ......"
The old man nodded and said calmly, "I used to cook in a sect. ā
"Have you practiced?"
"Nope. The old man shook his head, "I don't have that talent, don't people say that I am close to Zhu Zhechi, when I was young, an elder of the sect told me that cooking is also practice." ā
"You are cultivating the Great Dao, and cooking is the Great Dao, but although the small is small, can you cultivators really skip eating?"
Yuan Lai shook his head firmly: "Of course not." ā
The old man smiled suddenly, one of his few expressions.
"So, you can't learn this thing, if you want to learn it, you have to concentrate, and you can't do anything with two minds. ā
There are three thousand avenues in the world, three thousand is an imaginary number is a general reference, in fact, there are many roads in the world that can lead to the highest realm, some are bright and broad, some are rugged but interesting, people are not gods, there is only one heart, the life span is only more than 100 years, if you want to go long, you must concentrate even more, when a practitioner embarks on a road, he can only move forward, how to measure the piety of a mind cultivator, the best proof is that when he faces a fork in the road, he can still start from the beginning.
Yuan Lai stared at the other party's dim eyes, nodded quietly, and said, "I understand." ā
The old man is a superb cook, but his knowledge may not be very high, and Yuan may not have any purpose for this, he is not a knowledgeable elder, and he is far from knowing the great way, he just said the simplest truth, using practice as a metaphor, clearly and clearly told Yuan Lai that he wanted to restore that taste just by practice, no.
That's all.
But Yuan Lai suddenly felt that something in his heart had been touched, but before he could think about it, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart!
A pain that wasn't particularly intense, but clear enough, pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Sevenfold Heavenly Dao Lock!"
Yuan Lai was taken aback, and then remembered the effect of this thing, it seemed that he had just realized a little.
Yuan Lai sneered in his heart, he didn't expect this thing to work so quickly, he only had a slight idea that he sensed and broke this state, but if he looked at it from another perspective, it also showed that he was really touched by the words of this shop, and this touch had touched the level of the rules of the Heavenly Dao.
This kind of opportunity can't be missed, even if it seems that this old man is really just an ordinary person, and it seems to have nothing to do with cultivation except for extraordinary cooking skills, but Yuan Lai still thinks that this is an opportunity, and he should naturally seize the opportunity.
......
When he came out, several people were almost finished, and after eating, several people paid and walked out of the door, I have to say that although the food is simple, the taste is always extraordinary, and several girls are even a little reluctant.
"You say, will the food of the master in the Peacock House be better than this one?"
Yo Yo suddenly asked.
Yuan Lai chuckled: "Who knows, you will go to eat tomorrow, but even if we go, I'm afraid we won't be able to let the chef do it himself." ā
"That's right. ā
Yuan Lai smiled and returned to the place of residence side by side with a few people, but he no longer thought about the Peacock Tower in his heart, he planned to continue to run to this house a few times tomorrow, perhaps, there would really be some gains.
Time flies, the night is like a monster's huge jaw swallowing and spitting out the whole city, in the legend the stars are the souls of countless dead cultivators, they float in the void, exuding a white light, there is the final destination of all cultivators, and the real place of the world.
In the early morning of the next day, Yuan Lai got up surprisingly early, and he got up when the sky was just dawning, and at this time Ohno also woke up, and he had even begun to meditate and meditate, Yuan Lai only admired Han Daye's diligence, and after a simple word, he simply went out.
The street was empty at dawn, and Yuan Lai decided to go to the small shop last night, he vaguely remembered yesterday that the sign in the store said that it was for breakfast.
He wasn't in a hurry, it was still early anyway, so he walked slowly on the wide street, and looked at the buildings of Qingzhou City curiously by the way.
He didn't go straight to that place, but first found a secluded place, and then conjured up a clone - in the order of the green vine, this doppelganger was the second.
This doppelganger doesn't have much power, when Yuan Lai saw the power of the Heavenly Dao, he felt more and more that this kind of doppelganger was too restrictive, and the inability to use the Yuan Qi meant that he couldn't invoke the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and he still felt that it was powerful when he didn't know it before, but now the flaws are really obvious, but it is still the same magic weapon that is extremely precious on the continent, and the effect is also extremely special.
At least, he'd never seen it in anyone else at the moment, and he hadn't even heard of it.
There were even times when he thought that this kind of thing didn't seem to come from this world.
The reason why the clone was released today was to try to see if I could find the feeling of yesterday again, just to try to break through the blockade of the Heavenly Dao Lock.
With the doppelganger in front and the main body behind, he continued without much delay. He planned to let the main body hide outside the street where the Peacock Tower was located, and go to it alone.
Gradually, Dongfang began to show the whiteness of the fish's belly, and he finally came to the street where the Peacock Tower was located.