Yang Guo took a piece of frozen meat and handed it to Ouyang Feng, and said softly, "Dad, where are you these days?"

Ouyang Feng glared at him, but he didn't reply, let alone take the frozen meat, he snorted, and took a piece of frozen meat in the bamboo basket and ate it. Although he came to his senses that day, he soon went crazy again because of the stimulus. But even so, he remembered Yang Guo's appearance, and in his heart, he had both the intention of finding him, and a kind of disgust and unwillingness to see, and when he saw him handing him something, he didn't take it.

Yang Guo's chest was sour, and Ouyang Feng's move obviously hadn't forgiven him in his heart. He can be said to have only such a relative in the world, but now he is also estranged, of course, his heart is sour. Thinking of this, he looked at Fang Zhixing again, hoping that the master could help think of a way.

Seeing that Fang Zhixing was still practicing martial arts, Yang Guo took another frozen chicken and handed it to his master. The two have been together for a few years, and he also knows a little about Fang Zhixing's preferences.

Fang Zhixing was still thinking about the tricks of Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng fighting each other in his heart, taking the frozen chicken with one hand, and practicing martial arts with the other. As for the expectation in Yang Guo's eyes, although he saw it, he had no time to pay attention to it. He had just been distracted for three purposes, but he couldn't be distracted for four purposes quickly.

Yang Guo couldn't see this, so he had to look at the three of them and gnaw on the frozen meat himself. However, in his mood at this time, he really couldn't swallow it, and after a while, he stood up and said to Hong Qigong: "Senior Hong, he is my father-in-law, please don't embarrass him." ”

Hong Qigong heard Yang Guo say this, nodded again and again, and was about to speak. Suddenly, my nose twitched, and I vaguely smelled a faint aroma, and I couldn't help but let out a startled "huh". Stand up. Although this aroma is light, it is extremely pure, even for a delicious person like Hong Qigong, he has never smelled it a few times in his life. Now I smell it at the top of Huashan, of course, I am surprised.

He has a delicious nature, and his nose is extremely sensitive, and in the blink of an eye, he saw that the fragrance was coming from the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand. I was even more surprised. It turned out that the chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand was still frozen, but the color inside was gradually turning yellow, obviously ripe. The fragrance emanated from the root of the chicken leg that Fang Zhixing was holding.

Seeing that Fang Zhixing was still practicing martial arts with one hand and cooking food with the other, Hong Qigong nodded slightly. He heard from Guo Jing that the old naughty boy Zhou Botong had the martial arts of fighting with one hand and two hands, and being distracted. Now it seems. That's what Fang Zhixing used. Thinking that Yang Guo had said that he was a true disciple, he also believed it a little more in his heart.

Yang Guo was waiting for Hong Qigong's reply, but when he saw him suddenly look directly at his master, he couldn't help but look back. I saw that the master was still practicing martial arts with one hand, sometimes changing, sometimes like a knife sharpening an axe and chiseling, although it was extremely exquisite, there was nothing abnormal. He was about to plead again. was "booed" by Hong Qigong and stopped his words.

Hong Qigong pointed to the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand. Ignore Yang Guo anymore and watch it intently. I saw that the appearance of the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand was getting more and more yellow, and the aroma was getting stronger and stronger, but after a while, it converged again, and then after a while, it became stronger again.

Seeing this, Hong Qigong couldn't help but nodded. The frozen chicken is in the freeze, and there is no special condiment, if it is simply ripened, it will inevitably taste not beautiful, so even if the taste is fragrant, it is difficult to enter his old man's eyes. But if you cook it several times in quick succession so that the aroma penetrates into the inside, it will be much better. Even without condiments, the taste is excellent.

Yang Guo passed through Hong Qigong's point, and also saw the changes in the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand, and he was even more surprised in his heart. He has been in Chixiazhuang for a few years, but he has never seen Fang Zhixing use this kung fu. When Fang Zhixing passed on his martial arts, he paid attention to scattered thinking and explored the application of various martial arts in life, so Yang Guo was also extremely familiar with various methods of using true qi, but he had never heard of this method.

I don't know that Fang Zhixing's method has also been explored recently. Since his Zixia miraculous achievement, his five senses have become sharper, and his taste requirements have become higher, and he has tasted many things that he had never cared about before, and as long as there is a slight deviation in ordinary meals, he feels that it is difficult to swallow. Moreover, because Fang Zhixing is mostly in the wilderness, it is difficult to encounter people at any time, so he naturally needs to cook food by himself. It is inconvenient to make a fire in the wild, and Fang Zhixing has no choice but to find this method of cooking food with true qi to satisfy his taste, which has only just been perfected.

Fang Zhixing's method of cooking food with True Qi was actually obtained from the Master of Spiritual Wisdom. Although the Venerable Master's martial arts are not high, the use of true qi is quite peculiar, and there is a method of urging the power to boil water into soup. Fang Zhixing borrowed from it and directly used true qi to cook food. Although the consumption of this method is not small, it is not worth mentioning to Fang Zhixing, and it is not much loss, so it has been used.

Of course, if this is the case, it will not surprise a top master like Hong Qigong. The strangeness of Hong Qigong lies not only in the wonder of this cooking method, but also in the fact that Fang Zhixing can use true qi to urge hot air to be sent into the body of the chicken, but it does not disperse, and even the ice cubes outside the frozen chicken have not melted. Although Hong Qigong's skill is high, because his true qi is more fierce than fierce, he does not have such delicate means, and now he is surprised when he sees it for the first time. Looking at Fang Zhixing's martial arts practiced with his other hand, the more he paid attention to it. Now that his martial arts are outstanding, it is no wonder that he can teach a young talent like Yang Guo.

In the midst of admiration, Hong Qigong had already smelled the aroma twice in a row, and felt that the taste was becoming more and more mellow, and it was even more itchy and difficult to scratch. When the aroma emitted by the third time completely subsided, he immediately jumped over impatiently, shouting, "It's only three, three times will be fine!" said and reached out to grab the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand. Although he didn't use all his strength to catch Hong Qigong, he naturally used martial arts to cover the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand, so that he had no way to dodge.

Fang Zhixing was distracted and used for two purposes, although he had been practicing martial arts, he was also distracted and focused on the food in his hand, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cook like this. Feeling that the frozen chicken was about to be cooked, he was about to finish eating, when he saw Hong Qigong grabbing it, and he had no choice but to take it.

Feeling this, Fang Zhixing stretched out his hand a little and laughed loudly: "Old man Hong, as the saying goes, 'if you don't give, you don't take', you are trespassing!" At that time, even if he caught the frozen chicken with his hands, he was powerless to take it.

Hong Qigong saw that this move seemed to hide several back moves, even if his claw method changed again, he was afraid that it would be difficult to avoid it, so he immediately retracted his hand and exclaimed: "Good boy! However, looking at the frozen chicken in Fang Zhixing's hand, he couldn't help but move his throat and swallow his mouth. Although there is no trace of the fragrance of the frozen chicken now, Hong Qigong naturally thinks of the taste, and his heart is even more unbearable.

Fang Zhixing smiled lightly when he saw this, and the real anger in his hand was shocked, and the ice cubes on the frozen chicken had cracked and fell down. Then he reached out and shook some ice cubes from inside the chicken, mixed with some red and black things. But it is the unwashed blood and other things inside the chicken's body, which are discharged by him with his true qi, and if it is used on people, it is to cut the hair and wash the marrow.

Hong Qigong was even more surprised when he saw this, knowing that Fang Zhixing not only penetrated the fragrance into every part of the chicken's body, but also discharged the impurities in it, so that the taste of the chicken was naturally more mellow. Thinking of this, he swallowed his saliva even more, and said loudly: "Tear it into two parts, give me the chicken butt." ”

When Fang Zhixing heard this, he reached out and tore off half of it, and sure enough, he gave it to him with the chicken butt. Then he tore off a chicken leg and threw the rest to Yang Guo. He grabbed another frozen chicken from the bamboo basket and continued to cook.

Hong Qigong was overjoyed, grabbed it with his hands, and ate cleanly. While eating, I couldn't help but praise: "Wonderful, wonderful, I have lived for so many years, and I am afraid that there are no more than 10,000 chickens I have eaten, but I have never eaten such a good chicken a few times." As he spoke, he asked Fang Zhixing: "What's the name of your chicken?" You have to remember it well! Belly, belly, such a delicious chicken, it will rarely have a belly in the future!" As he spoke, he kept glancing at the other chicken that Fang Zhixing was cooking in his hand, obviously meaning something.

"My chicken is just a casual cook, and it doesn't have a name. Since Old Man Hong asked, then call it Ice Crisp Chicken!" Fang Zhixing heard Hong Qigong's inquiry and replied casually.

"Chilled Chicken...... Crispy Chicken ...... It's really appropriate!It's much more elegant than my old chicken!" Hong Qigong laughed. Although Fang Zhixing's crispy chicken did not have any seasoning, it was no less than Huang Rong's carefully cooked chicken, which made him extremely admired. And this chicken is not only extremely crispy and tender, but even the bones are crispy and soft, Hong Qigong swallowed it together, only to feel that there is another taste, so he praised again and again.

Of course, Fang Zhixing heard the meaning of Hong Qigong's question, and chuckled lightly in his heart, but did not reply, but quietly tasted the chicken leg in his hand. This is also his first time cooking, of course, you have to taste it well to see if there are any shortcomings. He pays more attention to chewing and swallowing slowly when eating, and carefully tastes the taste, but it is much slower than Hong Qigong, and it is much more elegant.

While the two were talking, Yang Guo had already handed the ice crisp chicken in his hand to Ouyang Feng, and said softly: "Dad, you can eat this!" He knew that the ice crisp chicken in his hand could be praised by Hong Qigong, it must be very delicious, and when he saw that Ouyang Feng was still gnawing on the frozen meat on the side, he handed over the chicken in his hand.

Hong Qigong's mouth was beating with a gluttonous worm, and when he saw Yang Guo handing the chicken in his hand to Ouyang Feng, he hurriedly said, "The stinky toad doesn't eat what you give, hurry up and give it to the old man." I'll answer any of your requests!"

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