When Jiang Xingchen saw the snow pheasant, he finally had a bottom in his heart, but it was really hard for him to imagine that this thing like a pheasant was actually a demon beast, rarer than a behemoth like a sword-spine pig.

"If you want to prevent the escape of vitality, it is most suitable to be called a flower chicken!" Although Jiang Xingchen was not sure about mastering the heat, sealing the snow pheasant with clay and lotus leaves would always play a role in preventing the loss of vitality. Of course, there are no lotus leaves here, and he has never done anything called a flower chicken, but these are not a problem, the lotus leaf can be replaced by something else, and the practice of calling the flower chicken has been heard by the ears in the previous life.

Next, the people of the Bauhinia Mercenary Group were stunned, and the second brother looked at Jiang Xingchen in a daze and asked, "Do you still need clay for cooking, isn't that for firing pottery......?"

Jiang Xingchen smiled faintly, with a profound style: "No need to ask, it makes sense for you to find yourself!"

The second brother bared his teeth, but when he saw Mo Hongxian staring at him, he hurriedly shrank his neck and led more than a dozen people to leave......

When Jiang Xingchen was making it, a group of people watched, and the puzzled expression on their faces never stopped.

"Clay weishenme with wine to ...... What do you do with another stove in the yard...... To make a snow pheasant weishenme also cut pork ......"

Although there are no shiitake mushrooms, cloves and the like, but they can only be settled, since it is a demon beast, the meat quality is definitely better than the back of the sword spine pig, and it doesn't matter if there is less seasoning.

Jiang Xingchen muttered while moving his hands, and it was nearly a month just to prepare the accessories.

After the processed snow pheasant was marinated with wine, soy sauce, salt and other seasonings, everyone understood what Jiang Xingchen was going to do.

The selected leaves are called Lu Wu, which are about the same size as lotus leaves, and have a fresh taste. Use it to wrap the snow pheasant where the accessories are placed, memorize it with a rope, and then Jiang Xingchen began to smear the mud.

The thickness of the mud is exquisite, and Jiang Xingchen was not sure about it, but now that the flexibility of his wrists has greatly improved, this is not difficult for him.

The snow pheasant that had been smeared with mud was like four big mud pills, and Mo Hongxian and a group of people looked at each other, and the same sentence came out in their hearts: "Can this thing really be eaten?"

Mo Hongxian wanted to ask, but Wanrou gently pulled her and blocked her words back.

Under the suspicious gaze of everyone, Jiang Xingchen lit the fire, first burned it with a large fire in the small stove in the courtyard, and every time the mud layer dried up, he re-smeared the mud and sealed it.

When the time is almost up, it is fired over low heat, and Zuihou has been roasted over a slight fire for nearly a month and a half, and it is finished.

"Huh~" When Jiang Xingchen told everyone that they had made haode, everyone took a long breath, and it took a full afternoon to make this snow pheasant. Mo Hongxian was already tired for a long time, and went back to the house to rest and take medicine accompanied by Wanrou.

In the room, everyone gathered around the table, and when the mud seal was opened, a pungent fragrance instantly diffused.

This aroma is different from the smell of meat, as if it has a hint of agility, which shocks the spirits of those who smell it.

The happiest person is Jiang Xingchen, the cup of clouds and mist that he drank in Furong Zhai yesterday also has such a smart atmosphere, and there is no doubt about his vitality without asking.

"The vitality is really not dispersed!" Mo Hongxian was extremely surprised, everyone knew that the vitality in the demon beast's flesh would volatilize if heated for a long time, he had seen Jiang Xingchen firing for so long, of course, he was full of doubts, but because the other party had just treated him, and he personally invited him, he didn't bring it up.

But now, at the moment when the mud seal opened, all the doubts in her heart disappeared, and she could clearly feel the agility of this vitality.

"Fortunately, Wanrou stopped me, otherwise I would ......" At this moment, she felt a little sorry and embarrassed for her suspicion of Jiang Xingchen just now.

The second brother and a group of big men kept sniffling, staring at those mud eggs, their eyes were blue, and they wished they could stretch out two hands from them.

"There are only five in total, one for me and Wanrou, and one for Jiangling, you will divide two!" Mo Hongxian waved his hand and drove the second brother and a group of them out of the room.

"Give me one!" Jiang Xingchen was a little flattered, thinking that he had heard it wrong, but when he looked at Mo Hongxian, he saw that the other party nodded at him, and then entered the inner room with Wanrou.

"This snow pheasant, I don't know how far the sensing array can develop!" Jiang Xingchen was overjoyed in his heart, and tore off a piece of snow-white meat and put it in his mouth.

"Hmm~" Jiang Xingchen couldn't help but let out a nasal voice of enjoyment, and the fragrance seemed to blow up the taste buds in his mouth all at once, and immediately spread throughout his body, making him want to swallow his tongue.

One bite after another, before I knew it, half a snow pheasant had entered my stomach.

"Squeak!" The door gently opened a crack, and the second brother's head poked in, and called in a low voice: "Brother Jiangling~"

"Hiss!" Jiang Xingchen shuddered suddenly, and the second brother's greasy tone made him goosebumps.

"Do you want me to share your snow pheasant?" Jiang Xingchen rubbed his arms, turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Mmmmmmmm......mmmmmm Oops!"

As the second brother was talking, a water cup flew out of the middle and exploded on his head. The second brother suddenly screamed and shrank back from the door.

"Hehe, second brother, it's not that I won't give it to you, it's that you don't have this chance!" Jiang Xingchen smiled, turned his head and continued to eat......

As the sky darkened, Jiang Xingchen got up to say goodbye under the complaining gaze of the second brother and his group, and left the Bauhinia mercenary group with a smile. Not far from the gate, the carriage arranged by Sun Sanqiang was already waiting there.

"I always receive benefits from others, and I can't even feel sorry for it...... Let's wait to give him a kind of food!" Jiang Xingchen said secretly in his heart, stepped forward to say hello to the two thugs, and got into the carriage directly.

The sky was finally overcast to the extreme, and the scattered snowflakes began to fall, and it didn't take much time for them to become a swan feather.

The carriage rolled forward, Jiang Xingchen swayed in the carriage, his right hand lightly covering his upper abdomen, where were the two snow pheasant thighs he left for Mei'er, which were still warm.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and their vision was a little blurry, and the two thugs had to slow down the carriage.

At this time, Jiang Xingchen had already begun to breathe in a strange way, and there were continuous hot currents surging into his mind all over his body.

"Buzz~" The buzzing in his ears, the sensitive array that had spread to his neck continued to slowly begin to develop.

"Shoulders, arms, chest......" A snow pheasant contains much more vitality than a cloud leaf, pushing the formation forward, and soon it has passed over the chest and reached the abdomen.

At this time, Jiang Xingchen felt that there was still a lot of heat flow, so he continued to breathe. However, by this time, the expansion of the formation had slowed down, and there was a tendency to slow down more and more.

Finally, when the formation spread to his thighs, he felt that the heat flow had been fundamentally up, exhaled softly, and stopped. If he continues, the effect will not be great, and he will definitely go hungry again.

"Young Master Jiang, it's home!" As soon as he stopped, the voices of the two thugs came into his ears.

"It's been so long?" Feeling that the carriage stopped, Jiang Xingchen exhaled slowly, his breathing turned to normal, said hard work to the two gangsters, and got up and got out of the carriage.

Opening the courtyard door, Jiang Xingchen raised his eyes and glanced at the room, and found that it was pitch black, and the oil lamp was not lit.

"This girl, I let her stay in bed, she won't really sleep for a day, right?" Jiang Xingchen smiled and touched the broken snow pheasant's legs: "It's okay if you haven't eaten dinner, just taste the delicious taste of the demon beast!"

Striding to the door, Jiang Xingchen shook the snowflakes on his body and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

"Hmm!" The moment he entered the room, Jiang Xingchen frowned suddenly, the room was unusually cold, and it was not much different from the outside. Looking at the charcoal brazier again, there were no embers in it.

"This girl, don't you know how to add charcoal?" Jiang Xingchen frowned tightly and quickly lit the fuel lamp. At this time, he found that the charcoal prepared for the little girl was not used. Even the flatbread and meat did not move, only the water was a little less.

"What's going on?" Jiang Xingchen's heart suddenly pinched, and he turned to look at the bed suddenly. Then I saw that the two quilts were stacked on top of each other, and a bulge was raised.

"Mei'er!" Jiang Xingchen took two steps to the bed, stretched out his hand to lift the corner of the quilt, and saw that the little girl was curled up in a ball, trembling slightly.

"Isn't it okay in the morning?" Jiang Xingchen reached into his hand and gently put it on Mei'er's forehead, feeling a little hot. Even he could feel that the breath exhaled by the little girl was extremely hot.

Wrapped the little girl tightly with the quilt, Jiang Xingchen even hugged the quilt with people, under the light, it could be seen that Mei'er's cheeks were as red as burning, her mouth was tightly closed, and there was a gap in her eyes, but she didn't react to the outside world at all.

This time, Jiang Xingchen was really scared, the little girl was already burned into a delirium.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Xingchen rushed out of the room with the little girl in his arms, and he had to hurry up to see her.

On the narrow dirt road, the two thugs drove the carriage before they heard a loud call from behind.

"It's Young Master Jiang! Stop!" One of the thugs had sharp ears, and he could hear Jiang Xingchen's voice at once.

Pulling the reins, the two thugs also became nervous, and came out in the wind and snow so late, there must be something wrong. The two glanced at each other, and one of the thugs jumped out of the carriage and greeted Jiang Xingchen.

Soon, Jiang Xingchen caught up with the carriage, and before the thugs who came up to him spoke, he said anxiously and loudly: "Quick! Take me to the nearest pharmacy!"

"Okay!" As soon as the gangster saw the charm that Jiang Xingchen was holding, he immediately understood, walked two steps to open the car door, helped Jiang Xingchen into the car, and then jumped to the wheel, and said loudly: "Quick, the pharmacy in the bazaar, Jiang Gongzi's sister is sick!"

As the words fell, the two of them shook the reins at the same time, and with a snap, the carriage sped away.