Chapter 117: The soup is still hot, but the meat is still hot

Everyone in the village was very anxious, and the cook had to come out of the kitchen from time to time to ask, did the three Taoist chiefs come back.

Obviously, it has only been a long time, but everyone wants to let the benefactor eat the freshest bite.

As soon as the three of them left, the fish was already steamed, and the cook didn't dare to heat it too much, so she could only put it in a cage to keep warm, and the fish would grow old if it was hot.

The same is true for kebabs, as soon as they walk on their front feet, the meat skewers on their back feet are grilled just right, a little more scorched meat, and a little less but lacking some grease and charcoal aroma.

According to the rules of the village, the three bowls of soup were also placed on the table early, waiting for the distinguished guests to take the first sip.

Everyone looked left and right, but they couldn't see the three people returning.

Niu Er was also a little anxious, and asked his grandfather several times if he wanted to go out and have a look, worried that the three of them would get lost and wouldn't be able to come back for a while.

Li Zheng was on crutches, shaking his head calmly, looking at the appearance of everyone who couldn't hold their breath, and said a lesson:

"How long has it been? It's only a hundred breaths, look at what makes you anxious, you go to a thatched house, let me see if you can finish your hands within a hundred breaths? ”

Niu Er scratched his head and said with a smile: "I'm afraid this idea is not enough." ”

Li Zheng wanted to say a few more words, but the long voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Sorry to keep you waiting!" Wang Lin confessed.

Li Zheng was careful, and he had already prepared a basin of water for washing his hands.

The three of them washed their hands with clean water and sat down at the wooden table.

The person next to him rushed into the kitchen, shouted for the cook to get up, and helped bring the dishes up with a roar.

Niu Er pointed to the three bowls of lamb and sheep's head soup, brought the kebabs, and said anxiously:

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, this meat skewer and mutton soup will not taste good if it is cold."

Wang Lin and the three of them experienced two battles in a row, during which they also shared some loot, and chatted and talked for a while afterwards, which really seemed to be a long time in the past.

Under the accumulation of all things, they couldn't figure out how much time had passed for a while, and when they saw that everyone was waiting anxiously, they also felt that a long time had passed.

In addition to watching the battle silently, Mo Yunqi, who was silent, also had a correct concept of time, and Lao Wu and Wang Lin had long forgotten the time.

At this time, when they heard that the soup was going to be cold, the two of them didn't want to waste more time, so they couldn't wait to send the meat skewers to their mouths and drank the soup in a big gulp.

"Huhu~ It's hot! hiss...... "Lao Wuyi took a big bite of the mutton, scalded the mucous membrane in his mouth, and blew out of breath.

Wang Lin took a big sip of mutton soup, and also found that the soup, which looked hot, was hot and hot, as if it had just been scooped out of the pot.

Lao Wu touched the wall of the mutton soup bowl again, and it was so hot that he retracted his hand.

The temperature of the soup is extremely high, nearly 90 degrees, and there is no sign of coldness.

Only then did the two realize that it hadn't been long at all.

The soup is still hot, but the meat is still hot.

The monk's extremely fast pace of battle made both of them ignore the real changes in time.

And Mo Yunqi, who was aware of it, blew lightly on the edge of the bowl, revealing the full layer of mutton fat under the cover of the tender white onions.

After blowing the mutton fat covering the surface, the boiling hot air hidden under the oil surface rises, and the fresh fragrance suddenly comes to the nose.

Seeing that the soup and meat were still hot, the fishermen and villagers were all relieved, and they were amused by the hot mouth and hot hands of the fifth child.

This long-awaited feast of fish and sheep was finally eaten by Wang Lin peacefully into his mouth.

The soup is fresh and smooth, and the soup is clear in color and slightly yellowish.

The ingredients are also extremely simple, except for a few grains of white pepper, only three spoonfuls of old hen soup, two spoonfuls of good rice wine, and a pinch of salt.

The large bowl is filled with extremely tender and smooth fat and lean meat cut from the hind leg of the lamb, and the tender shallots, radishes and celery in it form a clear soup like a mountain spring.

The sweet aroma of vegetables, the mellow aroma of rice wine, the fresh aroma of old hen soup, and the pure fragrance of lamb fat are all integrated into this bowl of mutton soup.

While drinking the soup, he took a bite of a big piece of lean lamb, Wang Lin ate it in one bite, and the warm current flowed vigorously.

I don't know how much stronger my body has become, but I feel that the threshold of the tenth layer of refining my body is getting lower and lower, and it is getting shorter and shorter, as if I can cross it at any time.

After drinking the clear soup, everyone hurriedly brought out the steamed fish.

Wang Lin took advantage of the gap between serving the dishes and ate two more meat skewers, three red and two white, with fat and lean meat on them.

As soon as I took a bite, the fat melted in my mouth, and the lean meat mixed with charcoal scorched slammed through my mouth, burrowing into my throat with all my might.

The barbecue meat drilled into the stomach, but the qi and blood on Wang Lin's body gushed out uncontrollably.

The power of qi and blood separated from the body is no longer within the scope of the true transmission talisman above the head.

As the fifth child ate, he found that the bronze mirror that had just arrived in his arms had turned red, as if it had become a piece of fire jade, so red that it was almost dripping blood.

Lao Wu glanced at Wang Lin, and when he saw that he was eating all over his body, he couldn't help but stop his right hand and asked himself in surprise:

"Is this mutton really so delicious? Can you eat excitedly and can't suppress your own qi and blood, and is so excited that you are about to break through? ”

Lao Wu wanted to chew a few times in his mouth and taste this magical mutton, but inadvertently, he couldn't resist the temptation of this excellent mutton, and swallowed it in two bites.

The fifth child who came back to his senses nodded again and again, and he really believed in the quality of this mutton that was rare in the world, and he didn't think that there was any exaggeration in Wang Lin's movements.

Lao Wu's right hand kept holding the meat skewers to eat, his head was buried deep in the bowl, drinking the clear soup with a grunt, and his free left hand quietly reached into his arms, turning the fiery bronze mirror upside down, and facing the mirror covered with red light towards himself.

Throwing away the internal organs, the half of the big perch was five hundred catties, even if it was cut into three sections, there were more than a hundred catties in a cage, and twelve people carried three large steamers and placed them straight on the stone slab.

With so much fish and meat, the three of them would never be able to eat it, and Wang Lin beckoned the fishermen and villagers to come and enjoy it together.

Wang Lin took the initiative to pick up a large piece of fish belly, which was the first chopstick, and everyone thanked him, and hundreds of people gathered around and ate together.

Wang Lin also ate a lot of seafood and aquatic products in his previous life, and he tasted all the rivers, lakes and seas.

But I was amazed by the sea bass meat today.

This is the first time he has eaten this sea bass, which has lived for decades and has almost become a fine seabass.

The taste is wonderful, the fish fat is as juicy as grapes, the fish meat is as sweet as sugar cane, and the umami is even more delicious than the monosodium glutamate purified in the industrial age.

People come and go on the river, but love the beauty of sea bass.

Only then did Wang Lin know how beautiful this sea bass could be.

He only ate two bites of this fish.

In the second bite, he ate the red and white crescent moon meat on the edge of the gills.

After Wang Lin swallowed the most delicate piece of meat in the whole body of the fish, he exhaled a long breath, and the qi and blood in his body exploded, and a strong wind broke out in the spot, and then he restrained himself.

This mouthful of crescent flesh made his body refining realm break through to the tenth layer.