Zhu Yuyi stopped him, Pang Yidao patted his forehead as if he remembered something, "Look at this memory, you have forgotten, hehe! This is one hundred and fifty bamboo insect pupa, and there are dryland lotuses." ”

Pang looked at the dryland lotus with pain, there was only one lotus in total, and this was half gone.

Zhu Yu took it silently, and ignored Pang Yi's bucket, just for a while, two-thirds of the crescent moon shoots could not rot.

There wasn't much left, so I just ate it straight.

Go to the pot to wash the rice, and use the spiritual rice pot to cook the red spiritual rice.

Pang Yidao saw the convenience of the spiritual rice pot, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He saw Zhu Yu take out a piece of white bacon, which looked like the bacon of the old Chen family in Mingyinfang City.

It seems that Zhu Daoyou is going to make bamboo shoots and fried bacon.

Pang Yidao doesn't know anything about cooking, but he also knows that this dish is the most test of the skill of the spirit chef, and it is also the dish that can best reflect the thickness and tenderness of the crescent moon bamboo shoots.

This dish is simple, but it is not easy to make it well.

Zhu Yu took out a jade knife, the crescent bamboo shoots were very squeamish, and they couldn't be cut with a metal magic weapon, so the crescent bamboo shoots were cut into slices.

The bamboo shoots are not thin or thick, and if they are thick, they are not easy to cook, and if they are thin, they will lose their crisp taste.

The water in the pot is boiling, and Zhu Yu first washes the bacon with hot water to remove the foam and impurities on the surface, cuts it into slices that are slightly thinner than the bamboo shoot slices, and puts it aside for later use.

Add sea salt to the pot, blanch the bamboo shoots, and then filter it with cold water, which can lock in the moisture in the crescent moon bamboo shoots.

Put oil in the pot, and when the oil temperature is 80%, add the bacon.

Put the bacon into the pot and stir-fry the oil, until the fat part is fried until the brown and slightly rolled inward.

At this time, put the cool bamboo shoots into it, and Zhu Yu's left hand shook it hard.

The ingredients in the pot rose into the air and jumped in the flames, and the sweetness of the crescent moon shoots and the salty aroma of the bacon were blended together, and they were all released when they were cooked by the fire.

Pang Yidao touched his stomach and stretched his neck to look into the pot.

The golden-fried bacon and crescent-white bamboo shoots are intertwined, swirling and blending.

"Zhu Daoyou, let's discuss, what I said just now is true, I'll take you there, and add me to it when I eat later. Pang looked at Zhu Yu with a bucket.

In the same bamboo shoot field, it will take at least ten years to pick the second time after picking once, and she doesn't look like someone who can stay so long.

Anyway, he went by himself, and he couldn't finish picking it, so it was better to cooperate, and he could mix a meal to eat.

When I didn't see the food, I was an iron rooster miser, and when I saw the food, my feet were so soft that I couldn't walk.

"I wish you Daoyou, the night is still long, and the moonlight shines every moment and there are crescent moon shoots breaking the ground. You've eaten all the crescent moon shoots, so you can't run for nothing. Later, we will work together, I will take you there, and the crescent moon shoots you get will be divided into three or seven, and I will be seven and you three, how about it?"

Pang Yidao saw Zhu Yu put up the fried bacon with bamboo shoots, and was anxious, "Either four or six, at most five or five points, it can't be less." ”

"Yes. Zhu Yu took out four bowls and served rice.

"It really can't be less, wait," Pang Yidou's eyes widened, "Zhu Daoyou, you agreed?"

Zhu Yu nodded, she had planned to agree when she was three or seven minutes ago, after all, this place was provided by Pang Yidao.

Unexpectedly, after a hesitation, the other party directly conceded to five or five and gave two more points, why not?

As soon as the bamboo shoots were eaten, Pang Yidao knew that he had taken a big advantage, as a native of the Ming Yin monk, the crescent moon bamboo shoots can be said to be the most spiritual food he has eaten since he was a child.

But Zhu Yu's stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots still gave him a different look.

The bamboo shoots are crisp and crisp, and you can still hear the sound when you press them down, followed by a thick salty aroma that combines the flavors of bacon and bamboo shoots.

If eaten alone, this dish is a bit salty, and it must be served with freshly steamed Ling rice, and the oil from the bacon stir-fry is stained on the red Ling rice, and the red Ling rice is wrapped in a shiny one.

A bite of bamboo shoots and bacon, a bite of rice, Pang a bucket of food is satisfied.

"It's delicious!" Pang ate six bowls of spiritual rice in a bucket, and at the end of the meal, the crescent moon rat and the pot looked at him with the wrong looks.

The pot and pot skimmed the crescent rat, this person can really eat, no wonder it is called a rice bucket.

The crescent rat nodded, his wet little eyes were about to cry, and his mouth was wide open, for fear that he would eat slowly and finish all the food that had been rubbed.

The food here was in full swing, and Han Wu, who was hiding in the grass to feed the mosquitoes, felt uncomfortable, and ate another Bigu Dan with the same chewing wax.

Afraid of losing Zhu Yu, he marked Zhu Yu with a tracking mark as soon as he got on the flying boat.

He thought that the most difficult thing should be to kill Zhu Yu, but he didn't expect that the test would be to suffer a food crit anytime and anywhere.

Today he was really hungry, he went to Fang City to have a big meal, he thought he was satisfied, but who knew that Zhu Yu was poisoning again.

He was even hungrier, scratching his heart and scratching his liver, Bigu Dan didn't care about anything at all, seeing that there was another monk beside Zhu Yu, it was not appropriate to make a move, and he couldn't stop the gluttony, so he decided to go to Fang City to add food first.

Zhu Yu didn't know that the two crises had been inexplicably solved, and she now followed Pang Yidao to the depths of Mingyin Mountain.

The crescent moon bamboo here is thick and short, so the moonlight can shine more on the soil under the bamboo forest.

When Zhu Yu and them passed, at a glance, there were actually twenty or thirty crescent moon shoots emerging at the same time.

Zhu Yu and Pang Yidao are responsible for dealing with the bamboo insect demon, the pot pot and the crescent rat digging bamboo shoots, division of labor and cooperation, this team that has begun to take shape as a hunting team is extremely efficient.

When the moonlight faded, there was a pile of crescent bamboo shoots on the ground, even if it was five or five points, Zhu Yu also got three hundred catties of fresh bamboo shoots.

If you make dried bamboo shoots, you can probably have seventy or eighty pounds.

"I wish Daoyou, Pang still has something, one step ahead, and there will be a period later. Pang said goodbye, just took a step, and turned back, "By the way, there is one more thing to remind you, you are being targeted." If I'm not mistaken, you've been tracked. ”

Zhu Yu Wenyan's expression was serious, and Pang Yidou's words were not like a joke. She immediately checked her body, and sure enough, she felt a faint aura fluctuation at the corner of her clothes.

"Looks like I guessed right. Pang Yidao glanced at it and immediately concluded, "Judging from the residual breath of this mark, the time left by this mark is definitely not more than five days." ”

Five days?

Zhu Yu frowned, it seems that he has been targeted since he got on the boat, who will it be?

"Since you know, why didn't you ask me to save you just now?" If Pang Yidao exchanged this information, she would definitely agree.

Who knew that Pang Yidao shrugged his shoulders, "Why didn't I think of it when you reminded me like this." Forget it, I will give it to you for free, you must know that I am looking for a bucket of Pang to ask for news, but I want spirit stones. Meeting is fate, gone!"

Pang Yidao waved his hand at Zhu Yu and rushed away.

Zhu Yu looked at Pang Yi's dashing back and was silent, this person didn't seem to be as bad as she thought.

With Pang Yidou's reminder, on the way back, Zhu Yu has always been very careful, this mark she did not remove immediately, for fear of startling the snake.

Zhu Yu sneered, since you are here, don't leave.

Running back for four or five miles, Zhu Yu suddenly stopped, and at the same time, a strong wind rushed to Zhu Yu's throat, cold and fierce with a trace of cold and biting coolness, which stimulated Zhu Yu to goosebumps all over his body.