Ma Zhiyuan, nicknamed Ma Xiao, because when he was 16 years old, he was still only the height of a child, one meter two, and no matter how much he ate, he also had a skinny appearance, and he had a strong sense of bones.

Ma Xiao was sent by his parents to his grandparents' house in Majia Village outside the city since he was a child, and was raised by his grandparents, because his parents were very busy opening a restaurant in Tianyao City.

The restaurant in Tianyao City was handed down from Grandpa Ma's grandfather, not to mention a hundred years old, it stands to reason that this century-old brand should be enough to make their family very rich, but Ma Xiao's family can only be said to be not poor.

It's not that the dishes are bad and not many people come to eat them. Think about it, can the dishes made by a time-honored brand that has not fallen for hundreds of years be unpalatable?

The reason why their family is not rich is his family's ancestral motto "Food is not a prop for profit", so the dishes in his restaurant can earn more than a piece after deducting the cost, and they can survive until now and not go out of business, which is completely dependent.

It is said that when his restaurant first opened, because the price was too low but delicious, it was judged by his peers to be a threat and he was often asked for trouble, and later because he had some fame and was protected by many immortal cultivators. Of course, Grandpa Ma's grandfather is an honest and good person, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he also specially negotiated recipes with the managers of other restaurants, and tried not to let his own recipes be the same as others', which is why many restaurants are closed but his house is still there.

Ma Xiao has also been influenced by the atmosphere at home, he likes to cook since he was a child, and he also likes the ancestral motto at home "Food is not a prop for profit".

The phrase "food is not a tool for profit" is often on his lips.

"Ma Xiao, did you make something strange to eat today?"

One of his friends, Ma Dashan, asked.

Ma Dashan's family is a neighbor of Ma Xiao's grandparents, Ma Dashan is two years older than Ma Xiao, he watched Ma Xiao grow up, and has always regarded Ma Xiao as a younger brother. His family is a pig farmer, and Ma Xiao's restaurant will also buy goods from his family.

Ma Dashan's height is not very high, but for Ma Xiao, Ma Dashan is really tall, nearly 1.7 meters tall makes Ma Xiao have to tilt his head every time he wants to talk to him, he also has a characteristic that he is very fat, obviously he was quite thin when he was born, which may be caused by his daily running Ma Xiao's house to eat and drink.

Every time, as long as Ma Dashan saw smoke coming from behind the wall of Ma Xiao's yard, he would run over and pull the wall to show his head.

Because every time there is smoke in the yard, almost Ma Xiao is cooking.

"Mountain, what are you doing up there? Come on, I've just developed a new dish. ”

Ma Xiao raised his head and said to Ma Dashan on the wall.

"Little bunny, climb my wall again."

Ma Tao, Ma Zhiyuan's grandfather, laughed and scolded that he was sitting in the yard watching his grandson mess around.

"Hey, hey."

Ma Dashan grinned embarrassedly and jumped to the ground.

When he fell to the ground, Ma Xiao could feel a shock on the ground.

Ma Xiao didn't think that through where this fat man got the strength to climb the wall.

"Ma Xiao, what did you do this time?"

Ma Dashan ran over to Ma Xiao's side and sniffed.

Hints of grass juice and chili pepper.

The oil pot in front of Ma Xiao was crackling, and there were things floating up and down in it, because the fried food was wrapped in a coat, so Ma Dashan couldn't tell what it was.

"It's good, it's almost ready."

Ma Xiao looked at the fried things in the oil pan intently, for fear that they would be overfried.

When his face was golden, he slipped through the net and scooped up all the long things inside.

The aroma is tangy, especially the pungent chili pepper.

Deep-fried food is very appealing, especially the crunchy texture after frying.

Ma Xiao cooled the fish out a little, put it into a fried food bag, and sprinkled a medium of seasoning inside.

Ma Dashan recognized the color of the seasoning, which was a very common seasoning, green plum powder.

Green plum is a very sour fruit, there are several green plum trees in their village, generally no one will eat raw, green plum powder made of green plum will add sugar, so it will become sweet and sour, when I was a child, they often used it as a sugar to satisfy cravings.

Closing the mouth of the bag, Ma Xiao shook it up and down vigorously to evenly cover the surface of the fried food.

"That's it!"

After shaking it five or six times, Ma Xiao put the contents on the plate lined with blotting paper.

Blotting paper can absorb the excess oil of the fried food, maintain the taste, and reduce the phenomenon of feeling greasy after eating too much.

Ma Dashan immediately wanted to grab one and taste it, but his hand stretched out but was blocked by Ma Xiao.

"What are you anxious about, let my grandfather taste it first."

Ma Xiao brought his new dish he had just made to Ma Tao.

Ma Tao picked up the small plate and chopsticks prepared on the stone table and picked up one.

He carefully examined the fried items on his chopsticks from all directions.

In addition to the green plum flour sprinkled at the end, the ingredients used to make this coat are high-gluten flour, low-gluten flour, eggs and water, and chili powder made from white bell peppers.

White spirit pepper is a plant that can only grow in places with abundant spiritual energy, so they also contain spiritual power in their bodies. This kind of crop containing spiritual power can be described as expensive for ordinary people to collect. And the white spirit pepper used by Ma Xiao was given to his father by an immortal cultivator as food money, because immortal cultivators often do not carry folk currency, but bring spirit stones as currency. Compared to using spirit stones to pay for a meal among the people, it is naturally cost-effective to use an ordinary spirit plant like Bai Ling, which can be easily found in the deep mountains, and it is impossible for immortal cultivators not to pay.

Mortals can prolong their lives by consuming an appropriate amount of spiritual plants, but if they use too much, they will die suddenly due to the inability to refine and absorb them.

How to judge whether it is excessive, for mortals, the only way is to feel full, so it is best for mortals to eat food containing aura a little bit, and not to swallow indiscriminately.

Ma Xiao's fried dough this time is golden in color, indicating that the heat is well controlled.

"Well, yes, the mask is completely wrapped, the thickness is moderate, the color is golden, and the sweet and sour smell of green plum powder and this golden appearance interact very much to stimulate the appetite. You also use blotting paper to absorb the excess oil and make the dish look less greasy. If there weren't any white peppers in this, I would have taken a bite of them. ”

Ma Tao said with a smile, put the dish under his nose and sniffed it fiercely, and Ma Dashan wiped his saliva on the side.

To be on the safe side, Ma Tao only bit a little bit of his coat.

"Grandpa Ma Tao, why are you eating so carefully. I'm hungry. At first, although it was sometimes difficult to make food, this time the color is so beautiful and fragrant, it is absolutely delicious. ”

The fat man did not yet know the dangers of this vestment.

"Shhhh

Ma Xiao glared at Ma Dashan, he was now very concerned about what his grandfather would say about what he did this time.

Ma Tao first bit the little bit of the noodle in his mouth.

"Well, the noodle is very crispy, not oily, very refreshing, the proportion is good, the amount of white pepper is also just right, slightly spicy, plus the sweetness and sourness of the green plum powder, well, this taste is very good, there is a feeling that I can't say, if I have to do it, it's like adding ice cubes to the sauerkraut fish. There is no feeling of satiety, it seems that the aura in the white spirit pepper is very diluted. ”

After tasting this bite, Ma Tao put the fried food in front of his eyes and looked at it, and he could see that there were green plants inside.

"The grass is not fried and yellow, and it still retains a little bit of the fragrance of the grass. But I'm not optimistic about grass, so next time you'll use the dishes that everyone eats. ”

The old man took another bite, this time he bit the grass inside, but he didn't bite it, he simply pulled it directly, and the whole grass was pulled out, and he chewed it for a while.

"Phew, bah, bah. A mouthful of grass, no, no, no, it wastes the white pepper coat outside. ”

Ma Tao finished speaking, and took another bite of the crunchy dough.