"Ouch, this thing, it usually hides in the deep sea, and likes fresh human flesh the most. Gonggong Feng carefully put the Ying Turtle Demon Pill back into the earthen basin and said, "If you want to catch this thing, first, you need a lot of fresh human blood, and second, you need warriors and monks above the tenth rank to attack at the same time. ”

After a pause, he added, "And the monk's supernatural powers must be of the kind of bondage or imprisonment. ”

Su Ziang had never seen Ying Turtle, but he felt that it should be a very powerful demon beast, he had heard Luo Yidao say in the Evil Wolf Valley that most warriors would not be able to reach the ninth order in their lifetime, and today I did hear Gonggong Feng say that there are also tenth-order warriors and monks, most of these people must be god-like existences.

"Boy, from now on, you have to make a little brighter. Father-in-law Feng stood up and said: "The little prince has gone to the Infernal Sea to practice and inspect, if the meal is poor, even if it is a grain of sand mixed with the rice, and the little prince's teeth are choked, the miscellaneous family will not be able to eat and walk around." ”

"Oh, I know, what Grandpa Feng wants, what I take, I must have stared at it before I took it, and there will be no mistake. ”

Gonggong Feng said with a smile: "The miscellaneous family likes your kid's cleverness, and if you do it well in the future, the miscellaneous family will reward you with a piece of black venison and snow donkey meat to taste." ”

"Thank you, Grandpa Feng. From that day on, Su Ziang walked back and forth in the storage room, the stone room, and the stove room, holding the "Six Realms Foreign Objects Record" every day, comparing the treasures in the storage room one by one, and if he didn't understand, he immediately asked Gonggong Feng.

Perhaps because Su Ziangsheng couldn't leave the original trap of the Infernal Sea, Gonggong Feng was always aware of Su Ziang's inquiries, without reservations, and his guidance was very detailed.

It takes about a few days to boil a pot of marrow soup, from preparing the ingredients to boiling into soup!

Most of the time is spent on soaking and preparing medicinal materials, and these natural and earthly treasures have their own rules for soaking and refining, and even the water is very examined, and the list is meticulous, divided into rootless water, spring water, well water, etc., all of which are transported out of the sea one by one.

The soaking utensils are even more different, there are earthen porcelain basins, bronze utensils, jade utensils, and even the various knives that analyze the treasures of heaven and earth are also strange......

The soaking time and method are even more strange, a few hours to change the water, with hot water or warm water are not enough, and even what kind of heat is used to fry the medicinal materials, the order of the medicinal materials are different requirements.

The first pot of soup boiled for a whole day, and Gonggong Feng personally stared at the side, instructing Su Ziang to increase or decrease the firewood at any time, controlling the fire, and when the water was halfway down, a rich fragrance had been lingering in the stove.

Su Ziang waved a banana fan in his hand, lying under the stove and watching the flames between the stoves fan the wind again and again, his greedy drool, a strong curiosity rose in his heart, and he must find an opportunity to taste this pot of Guyuan quenching marrow soup worth more than ten thousand spirit stones, and wonder if he can become an immortal after drinking a sip.

The little prince is very mysterious, he has only heard his name, not his person, boiled the soup every day, after the meal was cooked, the two Tsing Yi officials appeared outside the kitchen on time, and the meals and soup were taken away one by one.

The first pot of soup, Feng Gonggong stared at it tightly, and Su Ziang didn't drink it.

In the second pot of soup, Feng Gonggong stared at it tightly, and Su Ziang still didn't have a chance to speak.

In the third pot of soup, Gonggong Feng was still not very relieved that Su Ziang was boiling it alone, and waited until the soup was boiled and served before leaving.

......

Until the twelfth pot of soup, perhaps because Gonggong Feng was old, or perhaps because he was relieved by Su Ziang's carefulness and docility, he finally began to hand over the work of boiling the soup to Su Ziang alone.

When Su Ziang was sure that there was no one in the small stove, he first controlled the firewood, slipped out of the small stove and looked around, but there was still no one around, he quickly jumped back to the soup pot, a blue light appeared in his eyes, and began the long-awaited action.

As soon as the pot was lifted, a pot of milky white fresh soup was bubbling and bubbling, and the umami of the meat wafting up made Su Ziang salivate, he quickly scooped up most of the bowl of soup and hid it behind the firewood, and then lay on the stove to fan the wind.

After half a cup of tea, Su Ziang slipped out of the small stove to check again, and after making sure that there was no one around, he quickly jumped back to the firewood and poured a bowl of cold marrow washing soup into his stomach in one go.

"Let's chirp," Su Ziang licked his lips and tasted it carefully, only to feel that in addition to the fragrant lips and teeth, there was also a slight fishy smell, he looked at the bowl and muttered with some suspicion: "This bowl of quenching soup with thousands of spirit stones is no different from ordinary fish soup?"

The small stove is full of fragrance, and the steam rising from the soup pot sets off a hazy stove.

The young man in Peach Blossom Town scratched his head, first refilled two firewoods for the stove, and then scooped a bowl of soup from the soup pot and drank it slowly.

From now on, every time Su Ziang boils the quenching soup, he has to deduct two bowls for himself to drink, for a little longer, in addition to feeling deaf and clear, the other is to feel a trace of black greasy in every inch of skin on his body......

The days continued to pass slowly and in no light, and it was the day of the prisoners' bathing and rest.

Su Ziang remembered that he hadn't seen Yan Qianhu for many days, so he took care of the work in the stove early, and before going to the side hall, he couldn't help but steal two wild goose eggs for Yan Qianhu for the first time.

"Grandpa Yan, I stole a wild goose egg for you to eat. ”

"Shhhh Yan Qianhu's eyes lit up, he reached out to take the wild goose egg, and threw it into his mouth without peeling the skin, closed his eyes and moved his mouth a few times, exhaled, and then slowly spit out the egg skin, and said with a smile: "It's so fragrant! ”

"What is the purpose of the bone removal method?"

"It's used to escape, and it's useful to drill a small hole and a small window. ”

Su Ziang said with a smile: "Okay, if grandpa teaches you well, next time you taste a piece of snow donkey meat, it can be more than ten times more fragrant than a big bone." ”

"Good, good, you kid is so filial. Yan Qianhu's eyes widened, and he said greedily: "It's decided, you can come with grandpa......"

After Mu Ri ended, when Su Ziang returned to the kitchen from the barren hall.

Wang Ming greeted him and shouted, "Su Ziang." ”

"Su Ziang has seen Lord Wang. Since following Gonggong Feng to make soup in Xiaozao, Su Ziang rarely helped cook in Dazao, and suddenly saw Wang Ming calling him, and he thought in a little panic, could it be that Wang Ming found out about stealing soup and drinking?

"Su Ziang, the old man Niu who was in charge of delivering food in the underground palace has just died. Wang Ming instructed: "I didn't find a suitable person to deliver the food for a while, and in the future, after you finish the chores in the kitchen of the small stove every day, you will also be responsible for delivering the food to the three prisoners in the underground palace." ”

"No!" Su Ziang relieved himself.