Chapter 152: Fried Chicken

The Baishan Forest of No Return is located halfway up the Baishan Mountain, and there is a natural hot spring nearby, and the spring water of the hot spring runs through the entire forest like a stream, so that the temperature in the forest is much higher than the position on the top of the mountain.

At this time, when Gao Xiaoxiao followed Bai Erya to this place, the cloak that was originally draped on his shoulders to keep out the cold was all hot, the broken hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his face was pure white and red.

"Are you sure it's around here? Why don't I seem to see their shadows? Gao Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and his eyes fell on the several birds whose names could not be named, but all perched on the trunks pecking at their feathers.

Bai Erya was wearing a winter skirt, sweating more than Gao Xiaoxiao, wiping the sweat on his face with his cuffs and nodded: "It's around here, but now is not the time for them, they are different from ordinary birds, they only haunt in the middle of the night." ”

"I see, then let's find a suitable place to set up a tent first, otherwise it will be useless to continue looking like this now, it will only waste our energy."

Gao Xiao smiled, and was a little glad that she had asked the people from the Fu Sect to take away the tent stationed at the Baishan Pass in advance.

For fear of encountering some accidents on the way, I can't go back to the location of the mountain pass in time.

"Then Xiaoxiao, you and this white girl will sit and rest first, and I will go to set up a tent with a few seniors." Zhuo Xiu said, stuffing the kettle with warm water in his hand into Gao Xiaoxiao's hand.

Gao Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand to take it, glanced at the red remnant sun that came in from the gloomy sky, and estimated that the time was almost time, so she beckoned Bai Erya and helped her build a simple fire to facilitate the pot.

Before coming down from Baishan, she had considered the problem of eating, and specially bought some useful ingredients and utensils, which were all put in the storage talisman.

Bai Erya looked at Gao Xiaoxiao and took out one thing after another from a talisman as if she was juggling, her eyes were about to turn into star eyes, staring at her intently.

While watching, I had to make an exclamatory sound, and I couldn't help but be amused by her again.

At this time, the gloomy sky dissipated a lot of haze, and a large number of warm sunset rays were sprinkled around Gao Xiaoxiao's body, plating her figure with a layer of soft gold edges, lining her whole person is tranquil and beautiful, gentle and bright.

The girl smiled like a flower in the sunset, dazzling Zhuo Xiu's eyes and disturbing the water of a lake in his peaceful heart.

"Sect Master Zhuo Shao? Please, hand over that rope. The voice of the predecessor of the Fu Zheng Sect interrupted the amazement of Zhuo Xiu after casually glimpsing the beautiful scenery, he withdrew his gaze, listened to his beating heartbeat like a drum, and handed the rope out.

When he set up the tent next, he barely took his eyes off Gao Xiaoxiao.

He watched as she picked up branches and piled them up into a fire, and took them out of the cloth bag one by one..... Drumstick?

It was only after seeing the flour and oil she had prepared, as well as the iron pot, that he realized a possibility.

That is, should she want to make fried chicken for him? He remembers clearly that when his adoptive mother was still there, making fried chicken for him was such a step.

Knowing this, Zhuo Xiu only felt that the heart in his heart was beating faster.

He just said things casually, but she could remember them clearly, and wanted to help him fulfill his wishes.

Does this mean that she also has some love for men and women towards him?

Gao Xiaoxiao didn't know that Zhuo Xiu had already thought so crookedly.

After washing his hands with the hot spring water brought by Bai Erya from the clay pot, he began to use a dagger to make cuts on the chicken legs one by one to make it easy to soak in the blood water and taste it.

Originally, she didn't actually think about making fried chicken, but after listening to Zhuo Xiu's mention today, she remembered that she hadn't eaten anything at all since she entered the world in this book, and before coming down to Baishan Pass, she happened to meet someone who sold raw chicken legs, so she bought it and planned to make it.

The first is to satisfy her own appetite and see how she is doing, and second, to satisfy Zhuo Xiu's wish by the way.

If it is done well, when she returns to Zhuang Hui, she will develop some other flavors of fried chicken for him.

"Miss Gao, what are you going to do? Do you boil chicken broth to drink? ”

Bai Erya lifted the wooden basin filled with hot spring water to Gao Xiaoxiao and put it down, so that she could put the chicken leg in it and soak, and asked puzzledly.

Gao Xiaoxiao shook his head: "No, it's to make fried chicken, a snack, you'll know later." ”

It's still a little bit before it gets completely dark, so it's better to fill your stomach before that time to find the white-tailed long-billed dove.

I just don't know if she can make this baked rice cake when the time comes.

Gao Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and when he threw the last chicken leg into the hot spring water to soak, he asked Bai Erya to bring the rice cake.

In order to ensure the freshness of the ingredients, the vendors who go up the mountain will wrap a quilt around the edge of the bamboo basket containing the ingredients, and the cotton quilt will be filled with snow.

The rice cake she bought is now hard, and she has to thaw it first.

To eat fried chicken, of course, you have to pair it with rice cakes to eat fragrant.

It's a pity that the soda she used pine needles to make is still undrinkable, so she can only use the lychee water she bought as a substitute.

After a busy period of survival, almost half an hour has passed, and the sky has changed from bright at the beginning to gloomy now.

Gao Xiaoxiao took off the apron around her waist, scooped up the fried chicken thighs with a colander, and asked Bai Erya to help put the rice cakes she had baked on the iron plate on a plate and put them on a simple cloth and wooden table.

When the fried chicken was ready, Zhuo Xiu's tent was already stationed, and Gao Xiao smiled when he saw them coming, quickened his movements, divided the chicken thighs and rice cakes, and went to get the two secret sauces she bought from the vendor.

One is sweet, made with honey and unknown ingredients, and the other is salty and served with pepper.

The two sauces are very fragrant just from the taste, not to mention the taste.

The first thing Zhuo practiced before and after the simple wooden table was not to see how the fried chicken was doing, but to take out a handkerchief from his cuffs and wipe the sweat from his forehead and cheeks because he was busy making fried chicken.

The young man's radiant eyes were illuminated by the firelight, and there was only the reflection of Gao Xiao and a smile in it, as if at this moment, in his eyes, his whole world was the person in front of him.

Gao Xiaoxiao raised his eyes to see this, and crashed into his eyes full of concern, and then looked at his action of wiping her sweat, and some dull nerves finally noticed something abnormal.

She stepped back a little, took the handkerchief in his hand, and said with some detachment in her tone: "I'll do it myself, you better hurry up and try the taste of fried chicken, it's the first time I've made it, I don't know how it is." ”