Strange World Little Cooking Saint - 954. Chapter 937 Bamboo Tube Fish (2)

“I’m old enough, how could I not have a few friends.” Shi Yu asked the fat cat to catch three big fish from the fairy mansion, one for each person, “I will handle the fish, I’ll leave it to you.”

Suddenly three fish were thrown from the sky, Huan Yong hurriedly caught it, and people rolled down from the peach tree.

It’s the first time for anyone who can’t deal with fish, just being called so rightly and confidently.

“If it’s someone else, this kind of thing will definitely not be my turn.”

“That also depends on whether people are not letting you do it because of you, or because of your identity.” Shi Yu turned around to get the seasoning, “Remember to clean it up and keep the fish bladder.” This thing is done well, and it is delicious. .

“Got it.” Not wanting to bloody the peach blossoms here, Huan Yong took the fish to the side stream.

Here the creek vents from the purple bamboo forest, the water is clear and bright, and the pebbles and fish and crabs underneath can be seen clearly. Shi Yu chopped a purple bamboo, trimmed the branches, cut three sections, cleaned it, and began to fill in the spices.

When Huan Yong picked up the processed fish, she put them in the bamboo, then wrapped them with string, and then baked them on the fire.

Huan Yong was beside him boredly touching Hai Xinyan with his hand, not knowing if this guy was bullying or afraid of hardship or not daring to cause trouble, so he let him touch it, “You Huo Ling is pretty good.”

“It’s too lazy to care about you.”

“Where did this fire spirit come from?” Huan Yong was a little curious. As far as he knew, there were very few of these things. It was a great deal of luck to get one.

So Shi Yu probably told him how he got Hai Xinyan back then as a story. After Huan Yong listened to it, he was stunned for a long time, “Everything has an aura, and the original Haixinyan is indeed loyal.” The master is inseparable from death, and when the master is in the ashes, he also cuts his memory. This friendship is very true. rare.

“Yes.”

“Your body is very different from ordinary people. What’s the story behind this? Can you talk about it together?”

Shi Yu glanced at him, “You want to use my story to serve wine. Wait a minute, wait until the fish is ready, and I will tell you in detail.”

Bamboo tube fish actually gets better quickly. After the two-handed fish is simmered and cooked in the bamboo, the spring water inside becomes delicious fish soup. Take half of the soup inside and put it in a bamboo tube, and a small pot of fish soup is done.

As for what was cooked in the pot and all the vegetarian dishes, Huan Yong summoned a crane at the end, so that the crane didn’t know where to grab a bunch of food.

The fish soup in the bamboo tube was rolling. In order to ensure that the savory taste of the fish soup was not diluted by the water, Shi Yu asked the fat cat to catch a few fish and put them in slices slowly.

While holding the fish pot, the two of them also took apart the wine of Granny Xue. I don’t know what the wine is made from. Once the mud seal is opened, the nose is filled with a refreshing floral fragrance. Taste another bite. First, a touch of coolness reaches the depths of the heart and lungs, and the whole person seems to have been passed through the ice water once, and the whole body is completely cool. But then, another fiery sensation began to burn from the chest cavity to the limbs. After this icy fire passed, only a melancholy pleasure was left in my heart to make people memorable.

“What kind of wine is this?” Shi Yu was very surprised. It was probably only the Phoenix Blood Wine that Wen Heng asked her to make.

“The two heavens of ice and fire, also known as floating life like a dream.” Huan Yong leaned against the peach tree, with two long legs slightly bent, and his clothes fell randomly on the ground, occasionally pink peach blossoms fell on it, very wanton. Free and easy.

Shi Yu pondered a little, “Fusing like a dream, this name is good. You said this wine was snatched from Granny Xue, does Granny Xue know how to make wine?”

“The mother-in-law is a brewing lady.” Everyone knows this, and there is nothing to say about it. “The mother-in-law was also a mortal. According to her, when she was still very young, her husband was gone. She ran the family alone. The wine shop in China. She made a very good wine, and the emperor at that time liked it very much. The days were thriving, but they couldn’t stand the jealousy of others.

The mother-in-law knew that if something went on like this, something was going to happen, so she immediately broke up the recipe for wine making. Sure enough, after the prescription was dispersed, other people would make this wine. Although it couldn’t make the taste of the mother-in-law, there were not so many jealous people.

Later, when the mother-in-law got older, just as she was dying, the ancestor heard that her wine mother was so good, so she abruptly pulled him back from the ghost gate, just to drink her wine.

It takes time to make wine. Day after day passes, the mother-in-law’s health is getting better and better. Later, he followed the master back to the sect. ”

When Shi Yu heard this, he only felt quite magical. The good fortune of Mother Xue is considered to be a fairy tale among the folks.

“Sure enough, people and people have different encounters.” Shi Yu took the wine glass, touched Huan Yong again, and said that he was of his origin, “Actually, I was also a beggar…”

Shi Yu originally thought that his experience was nothing good, but as soon as he started, he couldn’t stop.

It’s probably been a long time since I went back to take a look. Only in the conversation can I be gentle.

When she said her, Huan Yong was just listening to the story. The peach blossoms on the tops of the two of them fell one by one, and a layer of peach powder was spread on the ground. Dashu and Huoling seemed to be listening to these past events quietly. Occasionally, when a gust of wind came, the homesickness seemed to be blown to the home separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, leaving only a touch of undissipated nostalgia on Yu’s face.

When he swallowed another sip of wine, Shi Yu saw that Huan Yong had already eaten his share of bamboo fish.

Smiling, she said: “How good is the story, and how good is the fish?”

“Your craftsmanship is naturally not bad.” Huan Yong was quite satisfied. He grew up in the sect since he was a child, and his memory is really scarce. Shi Yu’s experience made him feel very interesting, and at the same time he wanted to see Lin Fan and others, whom she admired, “But is there a law enforcement sect outside? Why haven’t I heard of it?”

Shi Yu had a look on his face and said, “Have you never heard of it? Then the Three Saints of Law Enforcement don’t know?”

“I don’t know.”

“…No. Even they don’t know, who do you know?” Shi Yu didn’t believe it.

“I have never heard of the three sages of law enforcement. I have only heard of the five sages, six sages and eight strong humans. Among the five sages, we have two sages alone; the remaining three are Yungong Wenxuan. Senior, the second is the silver light gun, the senior Ye Li, the last is the nine-finger senior. As for the six sages…what is your expression? You don’t know them, right?” Huan Yong said halfway, and saw Shi Yu suddenly tight Staring at himself, he was inexplicably stark at him.

“What are you talking about… Yun Gong Wen Xuan?” Wen Xuan?

“Wen Xuan…what’s wrong with senior?” What a hell expression…