After trying four or five suggestions in succession, the old man was still unmoved, and in desperation, the fat man lifted the fishman's skin again.

No way! Do you still dare to come? The fire in the old man's belly has not yet been extinguished, and his flesh is still hurting at the moment, and even his eyes are bloodshot.

"Okay, I'd like to hear it, what tricks can you play? Tell you, Lao Tzu has no interest in anything except foreign beasts, you will eat it if you have a kind, if you really dare to eat it, Lao Tzu will immediately offer the blood of the bull with both hands! ”

Wang Hao said that he was going to eat the skin of the fishman before, but it was just a joke, because he basically couldn't lose, even if he lost, it didn't matter, wasn't it the skin of the fishman? It's not like I haven't eaten it before.

The reason why the fish people got their name is because of an ancient legend, of course, it was made up by people, in fact, these scaly animals have nothing to do with human beings, their meat has the freshness of fish, and has the fragrance of mountain delicacies, and the taste is excellent, among the strange beasts that the fat man has tasted, it is ranked among the best.

A small joke actually won a turnaround, Wang Hao was overjoyed, but he couldn't see it at all on the surface, and said-for-tat: "What you said, don't deny it!" ”

"Lao Tzu has never denied it until now!" The old man was also so angry that he was confused, and he didn't believe that anyone dared to eat fish skin, that smell, let alone swallowing, just smelling it, guaranteed that he wouldn't be able to eat Zhaoxi for half a year.

The old man used to like fat people, but since the fat man came in, he has been against him everywhere, and he can't get off the stage, and now he has begun to go crazy, almost roaring: "You have the ability to eat!" Don't even think about asking for the blood of the bull if you leave half a piece, and I won't give it to you when I drink and play. ”

"That's it." Wang Hao suddenly laughed.

Although a man like an old man has a strange temper, he speaks by counting. A spit and a pit, there is no need to continue acting.

"It's finalized, you should eat!" The old man ran outside himself, and he didn't care about the fishy smell. Carry the mermaid skin into the room and throw it to the ground.

"We are all Sven people, and the bet is on eating mermaid skin, you can't let me drink blood, right, how do you say the raw land eats?" Wang Hao lifted his leather boots and drove away the remaining flies.

"Then what do you say you want to eat, do you want Lao Tzu to find you a cook!" The old man was a little hysterical.

"That's not necessary, I know how to cook, do you have kitchen utensils? I'm going to borrow it. Wang Hao didn't seem to see the old man on the verge of going berserk.

"Nope! Even if there is, Lao Tzu won't lend it to you! "The old man is on the verge of going berserk.

"I knew you weren't here. But that's okay, I'll bring my own kitchen utensils, huh! I can't seem to find anything to burn......"

The old man finally broke out.

Five minutes later. The two of them appeared in the kitchen of the Phantom Sect, and the Phantom and the others also followed to watch the excitement, and the little medicine fairy, who was as careful as dust, noticed the fat man's new boots, of course she could recognize them as extremely precious and rare Jiao skins, and she could also see the blue eyes on the old man's face. But she was smart enough to remain silent.

As we all know, cultivators don't need to eat, and it's not like other kitchens filled with fireworks. That is, occasionally someone cooks and cooks two small dishes to satisfy their cravings, and it is difficult to find all the seasonings, but fortunately, Wang Hao came prepared and just borrowed their stove.

Cooking is very particular, especially the preparation of exotic beasts, different dishes require different fires, anyway, no dishes can use liquefied gas.

Wang Hao is worthy of being a master of resisting fire, and it didn't take long for him to ignite the fire. At the same time, the skin of the mermaid began to be processed. There are many things in this world that don't look good, or even disgusting, such as stinky tofu and northern miso that people who pay attention to hygiene can't make delicious sauce.

What's more, as a culinary master and cultivator, there are ways to promote strengths and avoid weaknesses, after treatment, the fish people are white and clean, and there is a layer of green and faint color in the white, and the stench is gone, replaced by a faint fresh fish, and the smell of the sea, which will no longer make people feel disgusting.

This stinky skin actually changed its appearance, the old man faintly felt uneasy, and more surprised, God knows what this fish-man skin will be made into in the end? However, he gradually began to believe that it was possible for Wang Hao to eat this fish-human skin, and it was not a painful thing.

Slicing, Wang Hao did it very carefully, this method is not only to highlight the appearance, but also to make the fish fillet taste, and it can also make it not difficult to swallow.

A pot of clear mountain spring water has long been boiled slightly, and soon after the fish fillet is added, it releases an enticing deliciousness, and it is a pity that the fish skin still has an unbearable fishy smell.

The bet is no longer important, everyone is looking forward to seeing Wang Hao turn decay into magic and turn the smelly mermaid skin into a delicacy, except for one person, of course, that is, the old man, which makes the old man laugh, even if he loses, he will also let the fat man taste a little bitterness.

To make fish soup, it must be seasoned last, and the skin of the mermaid is much the same, Wang Hao took out a large number of flowers and plants like a trick, washed them and put them into the pot, and the delicious taste in the air was once again improved, which was enough to arouse everyone's appetite. At the hottest, he took out seven smaller bottles that were not very delicate, and then poured a few bottles into one bottle after another.

Zhuo Yue also has a lot of experience in making soup, usually the first time to cook the soup of strange beasts, adding all kinds of condiments have to be tentative, the ingredients need to be considered, the amount needs to be tested, just look at the fat man and pour the ingredients into the pot without thinking about it, indicating that it is not the first time he uses mermaid skin to make soup.

Most of the herbs used by the fat man are seasonings, she can identify them, but those small bottles arouse her curiosity, when Wang Hao puts the bottles on the stove, she takes them one by one to check, some she knows, some don't know, of course, even if all of them can be recognized, it is impossible to use the amount of these materials just right, everyone knows firewood, rice, oil and salt, but not everyone deserves the top chef.

"What is this?" Zhuo Yue took a small bottle in his hand, the seasoning in it was very special, and the taste was a little spicy and pungent, and said

It's special. It is because it has a strong flavor, and when the master makes the soup, he usually does not use overly flavorful seasonings, which will mask the umami of the ingredients themselves. It's as if the fat man doesn't see salt and MSG in all the ingredients, if it's barbecue, or he will consider using it.

"I don't know what it's supposed to be called? Anyway, if you don't have a local dialect, you can consider using ginger instead. Wang Hao took a small bottle and got busy.

"What about this bottle?" Zhuo Yueyou held up a bottle, remembering that it was the first ingredient added, and it didn't have any taste as a seasoning, isn't it very strange?

"You don't even know that?" Wang Hao shook his head and didn't explain to her.

Before the fish skin stewed, Wang Hao lifted the lid of the pot, and the delicious taste was mouth-watering.

Sometimes heat is very important. If you cook it for a while, no matter how good the taste is, the texture will be finished. Not to mention eating, it takes a lot of teeth to bite.

Of course, the fish soup should be drunk while it is hot, and the fat man now wants not only to win, but also to win happily, to make the old man feel like he has swallowed a dead fly.

There is not much soup to make. That is, the amount of five or six bowls, which is not enough for a fat man to stuff his teeth, and a mouthful of delicious fish soup will go down his stomach. The fat man immediately showed an intoxicated expression, and almost snorted, of course he would not let go of the crisp and tender fish skin.

Drinking fish soup can drink to this realm, that is also unprecedented and unprecedented, the old man muttered to himself: "Pretend, right?" I don't believe that broken skin can make a delicious soup! In the middle of his words, he suddenly noticed a significant increase in saliva secretion, and in order not to be discovered, he swallowed the words back along with his saliva.

Everyone is looking at the fat man. Looking at the fish soup to be exact, and the eyes are all green. When Wang Hao noticed this, the taste of drinking soup was not so pleasant, and his mother said that eating alone was to have diarrhea.

"Why don't you try it too?" Wang Hao looked at the old man, of course, not to invite him to drink soup, but to ask for his consent, after all, this is a gamble, and if you find someone else to help you eat, you will lose.

Of course, even if he invites him, the old man won't eat it, how can the old face hang in front of everyone? If you don't agree, it's too unkind.

"Hmph, you can drink that kind of thing if you like, don't complain if your stomach is broken." The old man turned his gaze to the side, trying not to look at the pot of fish soup and the intoxicated expressions on everyone's faces.

The fish soup was almost snatched up, if it weren't for Wang Hao's quick hands, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to eat a few bites. And the person who grabbed the most was actually Phantom Zheng, not that he was skilled, and among the people present, his cultivation was not weaker than him. He is better because his skin is thick enough, and the fish soup is not much, not enough for everyone to fill the second bowl. Just try it fresh, and everyone should be reserved after drinking the first bowl. Phantom Zheng ignored so much, that one was not afraid of being hot, and the other was not afraid of being shy, taking advantage of their reserved time to kill a few bowls in a row, and when others came back to taste, there was no soup base left in the pot, so they had to give up stupidly.

"Old man, you are willing to lose the bet, in front of everyone, you won't deny it, right?" Wang Hao wiped his mouth, feeling full of wine and food.

The old man blushed and took out a small jade bottle and threw it to the fat man, because it was a magic weapon, I don't know how much bull's blood was in it?

Originally, the old man lost the gamble enough to be a nest, and he had to watch them drink soup with a blank eye, and what was even more excessive was that the fat man not only didn't lose a kind word after receiving the lottery head, but also shouted on the spot: "What, you actually put the blood of the bull into the jade bottle, damn, this is still cold jade!" If the master comes two years late, this treasure will be ruined in your hands. ”

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu using a jade bottle to fill the blood of a bull, boy, don't you have to sell cheaply, you have to make inches!" The old man was annoyed and angry on the spot, this cold jade bottle is also a treasure, and it must be replaced by someone else to refine other magic weapons, but he made hundreds of small bottles, not for anything else, just for his unique hobby.

The fat man came all the way to get the blood of the bull at any cost, but the old man didn't know how to mess around, and almost turned the treasure of the world into garbage, didn't this make him feel distressed? Fortunately, it came in time, Wang Hao hurriedly poured out the blood of the bull from the jade bottle and sprinkled it on the horns of the bull drop by drop.

Once the blood was stained with the horns, it immediately penetrated into it, and the horns became even redder because of it, and the phantom and others who witnessed the spectacle for the first time were amazed, and even the old man felt incredible, these two treasures had been in his hands for decades, but he never considered connecting the two.

The ox blood, which was originally pure yang, had been stained with the slightest chill of the jade bottle, which made the fat man feel distressed for a while, but fortunately, the horns of the bull could slowly repair this damage, but it took time, when he poured out hundreds of drops of blood from the jade bottle, the frowning brows finally stretched out, and he made a lot of money!

"Okay, okay, for the sake of the blood of the bull, I don't care about you. The master is teaching you a trick for free, it's right that you use a cold jade bottle to contain the blood of a strange beast, but it depends on what kind of blood it is, the blood of the bull is pure yang, isn't it a mess for you to use the cold jade bottle to save it? ”

"Then you say, what should Lao Tzu wear? Ordinary glass bottles? The old man asked rhetorically.

Wang Hao shook his head and said: "Of course it's even worse, ordinary bottles can't keep the Hummer for fifty years, in fact, you have also seen that the best container for the blood of the Hummer is its horn, this is a basic principle, if you want to hold the blood of a strange beast, it is best to use a certain part of its body as a container, the horned one is the best, if there is no horn, you can use hollow bones, or make a bag out of skin, anyway, as long as it is a part of their body, if you add the means of refining, the blood is like continuing to grow in the body of the alien beast, You don't have to worry about how long you want to keep it. ”

The old man was speechless, indeed, he hadn't considered the issue of attribute restraint at the beginning, maybe he didn't care about the inconspicuous blood at all, but he used a lot of brains about the horns of the bull. In any case, it is worth it to learn this hand, even if it is at the cost of Jiaopi.

After Wang Hao got the blood of the bull, he was going to leave immediately, but the phantom spirit and the phantom jie stayed with each other, thinking about it, it was only the second day after coming to the Phantom Sect, and it was not enough to pay attention to the hurry of coming and going, so he had to reluctantly stay.

At noon, the little medicine fairy finally knew what was in the second vial, which was the ingredient of Wuxiang grass, because after drinking the fish soup for two hours, the fishy smell of the fish skin was quietly released, and it became stronger and stronger, and even a little bitter.

Just a few days ago, she swore that she would never drink the soup made by the fat man again, and now that the old thing is repeating itself, what else can she say, it can only prove that she is greedy and can't resist the temptation of food, and the fat man's explanation for this is that there is also a price to pay for tasting food, which sounds quite philosophical.

The person who suffers is an old man, although he doesn't believe that the mermaid skin can make delicious soup, but the intoxicated expressions of the people can't be pretended, driven by the curiosity of all evils, after everyone left, he quietly touched into the kitchen, and smelled the fishy smell wafting from the pot from a distance, but there was a little less ** stench.

As the saying goes, curiosity can kill cats, the old man just has a stubbornness, he pinched his nose and poured a mouthful, and suddenly his internal organs seemed to turn over, if it wasn't for the distraction period of cultivation to suppress, he would have vomited on the spot.