It's nighttime, and there are hardly any people who come to eat, and the guests who stay at the hotel have already eaten dinner.

So Murong Jiu casually threw a few taels of silver on the counter and rented the back kitchen of this inn.

The two of them went into the back kitchen together, and then they went to work.

"What would you like to eat?" Lu Qing asked as he cleaned up his utensils.

"I ate the phoenix Yu Fei you made before, and today I want to eat the green dragon into the abyss." Murong Jiu thought for a moment and replied.

Qinglong enters the abyss, or the name she took, is actually steamed cucumber.

After Murong Jiu finished speaking, he began to look around the back kitchen and carefully selected the ingredients.

After all, this is just a small inn, and the people who come and go are passing merchants, and it is just a temporary stay for one night, so there are not many ingredients to choose from.

Needless to say, Lu Qing's cooking skills can be turned into unique and delicious dishes in his hands.

And Murong Jiu is a native of Sichuan, and his best skill is naturally Sichuan cuisine, and the ingredients used in Sichuan cuisine are still very particular.

Different from the spicy and spicy Sichuan cuisine in ordinary people's impressions, Murong Jiu makes authentic classical Sichuan cuisine.

Classical Sichuan cuisine became a cuisine from the Northern Song Dynasty, when it was called "Sichuan rice", and it was mainly pasta.

It was not until the Southern Song Dynasty that the ancient Sichuan cuisine was completely finalized.

Unlike modern Sichuan cuisine, which is seasoned with peppercorns and chili peppers and pursues spiciness, classical Sichuan cuisine is seasoned with honey, dogwood, black plum, etc., which is both spicy and sweet.

It is recorded in the "Vegetable Drama Book" written by the great poet Lu You in his later years: There is no yellow leek in Xinjin in the world, and the color is more than three feet yellow like goose yellow. The meat of Dongmen Bi is even more amazing, and the fat is not reduced by the sheep crisp. Gui Zhen dare to mix common dishes, Gui Cooker Barley is round than beads.

Leeks, pork, and barley are some of the most memorable Furukawa dishes.

In his poem "Rice Strike", it is also mentioned: Dongmen buys bones, and pickles orange shallots with sauce. Steamed chicken is the most well-known, and there are many beautiful fish and turtles.

And what Murong Jiu is preparing to make is the most well-known "steamed chicken" in Guchuan cuisine.

Because the only ingredient in the back kitchen of this inn that she can see is the live chicken in the cage.

Of course, she called this Fire Phoenix Nirvana.

The most important thing about steamed chicken is that the chicken should be tender, and you can't use old chicken.

The old chicken is hard and woody, which is more suitable for stewing soup, and if it is used for steaming, it will not chew.

The second is the heat, first to steam, and then turn to low heat, according to the size of the chicken, the time should be just right, too short is not easy to cook, too long meat will become old.

The fire, one looks at the firewood, and the other looks at the wind.

If you pay attention to the extreme, then even the wood species, length, thickness and so on of the firewood must be well controlled.

Now it certainly doesn't need to be meticulous to that extent, but the wind still needs to be controlled.

Murong Jiu put the chicken in the steamer after it was processed, and then carefully pulled the bellows to control the heat.

Murong Jiu was busy here, and Lu Qing was not idle over there, an ordinary kitchen knife danced in his hand as if he was alive.

Soon, an unruly green dragon was carved out by Lu Qing.

The next step is to steam and spice up.

The knife work is just an auxiliary, and these two things are the main thing.

After all, the dish is still made and eaten.

Although color, aroma and taste are the last, they are the most important, and the first two are only a foreshadowing for the latter.

After about a stick of incense, the dishes of the two were out of the pot.

For a while, the aroma filled the back kitchen.

Lu Qing glanced at the "Fire Phoenix Nirvana" made by Murong Jiu, although he hadn't tasted it yet, but looking at its color and smelling its fragrance, he knew that this dish should be not bad.

"Try Miss Ben's craft."

Murong Jiu said after handing the chopsticks to Lu Qing after getting out of the pot.

Lu Qing looked at the fragrant steamed chicken on the plate, and poked it lightly with chopsticks first, the meat was elastic but not hard, and it was indeed a top-grade steamed chicken.

Then he took a chopstick and tasted it, which was smooth and delicious and fragrant, accompanied by a little sourness, which should have been added with green plum wine.

"Not bad." Lu Qing praised: "I didn't expect you to have such skills." ”

"That's it!" Murong Jiu said with a little pride: "Miss Ben's craftsmanship is naturally the best in the world, but the dishes I cook are not something that anyone can eat. ”

This is true, Lu Qing has known her for almost three years, and this is the first time she has eaten her cooking, which shows that few people can indeed taste her craftsmanship.

Then Murong Jiu also tasted the dishes made by Lu Qing by himself.

She didn't worry at all that Lu Qing's cooking was not delicious, because this was a craft that could convince her, the world's best chef.

Murong Jiu ate happily, and Lu Qing didn't waste it at all, eating the whole steamed chicken until only the skeleton remained.

Originally, chicken bones could be eaten in his stomach, not to mention bones, even if Jin Tie swallowed it, it would not be a big deal.

But being able to eat and being delicious are not the same thing.

By the time Lu Qing finished eating, Murong Jiu had almost finished eating.

After the two of them had eaten and drunk, they each went back to their rooms to clean up and rest, after all, they still had to hurry tomorrow.

Although they have now reached the boundary of Jiangxi, they are still some way away from Longhu Mountain.

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After a good night's sleep, Lu Qing and Murong Jiu set off again for their final destination, Longhu Mountain.

The two ran non-stop for a day, and finally arrived at the foot of Longhu Mountain before sunset.

The original name of Longhu Mountain is Yunjin Mountain, because the first generation of Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling refined the Nine Heavens Divine Pill in this mountain, and the dragon and tiger saw it, so it was renamed Longhu Mountain.

Longhu Mountain is not a lonely mountain, but a continuous mountain range, the mountain range is divided into two branches, surrounded by dragons and tigers.

Sandwiched between the two mountain ranges, there is a winding stream, which seems to have a dragon lurking in it.

Lu Qing and Murong Jiu arrived at the sunset in the evening, and the crimson sunset hit the sparkling water, reflecting the golden glow, like the Yaochi Tianhe.

The stretching fairy mountain is covered by fiery red clouds, which is even more magnificent, and it really looks like a divine pill in gestation.

With heaven and earth as the furnace, Chixia as the fire, and the dragon and tiger as the guide, refine a Nine Heavens Divine Pill.

No wonder Zhang Tianshi would refine the elixir here in the first place.

This Dragon and Tiger Mountain is indeed the aura of heaven and earth, and has a peerless atmosphere.

Looking at the immortal mountain under the sunset, Murong Jiu couldn't help but sigh: "What an ethereal fairyland on earth!" ”

"The dragon is entrenched, the weather is myriad, and it is indeed a treasure land." Lu Qing also nodded.

"Look, there's a boat on the river!" Murong Jiu pointed to a small boat slowly approaching on the river and said excitedly.

"You're so excited, it's not like you haven't seen a ship before." Lu Qing said in surprise.

"How can other ships be the same as this one!"

Murong Jiu only left this one sentence, and then waved excitedly to the boatman to come over.

Although Lu Qing wanted to ask what was different, he finally held back.

Soon, the boatman was able to prop up the boat.

Murong Jiu also excitedly pulled Lu Qing onto the small boat.