I, Yan Ye, want to marry Shichen’s daughter

"Jiantong... Yan Ye?" Yanfeng Qili looked at the white-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of her, and the other party's information quickly emerged in her heart. The cross-shaped black key grip slipped from the cuff into her hand, although it was In broad daylight, but also ready to encounter an attack.

"Don't be nervous, I just think you're a little confused, so I'm going to do a psychological analysis for you." Yan Ye waved his hand casually, then pointed to the park bench to the side, indicating that he was talking.

Yanfeng Qili understands how amazing the fighting power of the man in front of him is, and knows that it is difficult for him to fight it now. Although he is not afraid of death, he has no plan to resist in vain, and follows up without hesitation.

"Are you wondering your own heart?"

"You are not a qualified psychiatrist, and I don't need psychotherapy. In addition, persuasion is the profession of a priest." Yan Feng Qili said embarrassing words expressionlessly, but Yan Ye didn't care. Shaking his head, "I just think you probably have some misunderstanding about the feeling of enjoying pain."

Yanfeng Qili was stunned when he heard the words, but quickly adjusted his emotions, and still responded indifferently: "I don't think I can understand even such simple words."

"Really?" Yan Ye showed a funny expression, just in front of Yanfeng Qili, took out the nuclear-powered gas stove, wok, and various ingredients from the package, and said with a smile: "The night before. You didn’t participate in the banquet. I happen to have some ground meat made by flying hoof thunder cattle. Let me teach you what it means to truly enjoy pain..."

Chapter 368 Correction

"Enjoying the pain?" Yanfeng Qili, whose face was still stiff, was inexplicably touched in her heart. When his wife died, he thought that he regretted not being able to kill her by himself. When his father died, his thoughts were the same. in this way.

Are you a born killer?

No, because he never had the urge to kill. He didn't kill for the sake of killing, but, it seemed, for something after killing his relatives, but because he had not been able to try it personally, he couldn't understand it.

For the past two days, Jin Shining has been distorting his thoughts, telling him how to enjoy and derive pleasure from the pain of others. Although the education he has received over the years has told him that it is not correct, her heart can’t help but begin to follow Jin. The road to the abyss provided by Shining slipped.

Because Jin Shining's words, after all, gave him a touch.

It seems that he does have a little bit, want to observe the painful thoughts of others?

However, just when he was thinking about whether to give it a try, this person named Jian Tong Yanye appeared and told him directly to enjoy the pain, then, what would he do?

Yanfeng Qili suppressed her temper and waited for Yan Ye to give him an answer.

...

Yan Ye saw Yanfeng Qili sitting down, and he was relieved. It is easy to kill a person, but it is very difficult for him to do what you want. After all, people don’t want to eat, you can’t take him Bundle it up and stuff it in, right?

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you sit down, there is no way to make you crooked... Uh, wait, you are doing good deeds, it should be called correction!

In order to leave Ying a complete family, I really took great pains!

Yan Ye nodded thoughtfully, but the substitute in his hand condensed a square-headed kitchen knife with a flickering light. A plate of soft tofu has been turned into neat cubes. If you stack them one by one, you will find every One is generally no different.

The tofu is soaked in light salt water, which can increase the taste and make it difficult to break during the frying process. Naturally, Yan Ye will not forget this step. Sprinkle a pinch of thin salt into the water, and the whole tofu will fall into it lightly. .

Stir-fry the ground meat until fragrant, add watercress, tempeh, soy sauce, rice wine, and red oil to fry until fragrant, then add a bowl of broth.

The spicy and delicious flavor suddenly exploded. For this food age, it is very common for someone to stage a cooking show on the street, but the rich fragrance still attracts many people to stop and watch.

A pot of minced pork in red oil soup is finished. Yan Ye finally takes out the tofu and drains the water and puts it in the pot. Although Mapo tofu is called stir-fry, it takes a certain amount of time to simmer to make the red oil hot and soupy. Fresh permeates the tofu.

The tofu floats and sinks in the red soup, but Yan Ye does not rush to add a thin layer of gorgon, this gorgon is also called milk soup gorgon, the function is to make the tofu taste smooth and shiny.

After the juice is hooked, the next step is frying. Although Yan Ye’s frying skills are far worse than those who have reached the pinnacle of knives, and they are also far from masters, but at this time, read The role is reflected.

The layer of Nian followed Yan Ye's hand holding the wok into the pot, accurately wrapping each piece of tofu. In this case, even if the tofu was thrown on the ground hard, there would be no slight distortion.

The frying spoon is thrown away, and the supreme magic power of Dingzhu and Devil is used. Yan Ye, who can control 108 iron lotus seeds with a wok, will naturally not even be unable to hold this pot of tofu, which is not softer than iron lotus seeds, red and white. Being thrown into the air, and falling into the bottom of the pot, this spoon is not a simple performance, but a basic technique to make tofu in the heat but not sticking to the pot. The tofu rises and falls, and the soup is no longer than the original tofu. It became only one-third of the remaining level.

Picking up the water starch again, Yan Ye started the second thickening process. This time, it is called tonic, not because the first thickening is less, but the process is supposed to be like this, in the frying of Mapo tofu , A total of three times to thicken the gorgon, the first time is to make the soup evenly wrapped on the tofu, producing a shiny color and smooth taste; the second time is to adjust the gorgon juice according to the color of the tofu after frying, so It can make the juice collection more even and avoid mashing the pot.

Seeing that there is only a shallow layer of red soup left in the pot, this is the time for the third thickening. This time, it is to make the ingredients in the pot evenly wrap the tofu surface, making the taste uniform.

The three thickenings have been completed, Yan Ye shakes the wok, let the tofu roll in the soup that is about to be dried, wraps the minced meat on the body, the smoke is steaming, and the big pot of Mapo tofu falls into four or five On a small plate, sprinkle with a handful of garlic sprouts, and the boiling hot tofu that has just been out of the pan immediately blanch the garlic sprouts to half-cooked, which not only emits a fragrance, but also ensures the green color, and the appearance is almost perfect.

I picked one of them and handed it to Yanfeng Qili. The rest was laid out in front of the stove, and a disposable spoon was taken out and said to the crowd.

"You can try it if you don't resist the spiciness."

He didn't raise any money. In this age of food, the rule of street food tasting is that the people who have tried the dishes set the price themselves. Of course, it is common not to give it. After all, people who cook on the street at will will not. Care about the three cents.

Yan Feng Qili looked at the red tofu on the plate and smelled the spicy and delicious flavor. He hesitated for a while, so she raised her head and observed the state of other people eating.

On the winter streets, pedestrians in thick winter clothes stopped by the stove next to the park, sharing a small amount of tofu on a plate in groups of three or five. Their complexions were red, and the painful color between their eyebrows, they kept breathing. But I couldn’t help but hand out a spoon again, scoop a piece of tofu, and continue to put it in the mouth.

Looking at their expressions, Yanfeng Qili seemed to have a switch in her heart.

Pain, yes, the expressions of these people are obviously painful, but why do they continue?

The kind of feeling that looked at others struggling, but couldn't help but continue to step into the abyss. He didn't know why, he always felt comfortable.

This is the so-called enjoyment of pain?

What is it like to enjoy the pain of others?

So, these people, are they enjoying their pain?

Yanfeng Qili lowered her head, looked at the mapo tofu that was red like lava on the plate, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

"Gudong."

Obviously it was just a very natural movement, but at this time, in Yanfeng Qili's ears, it seemed as if morning bells and evening drums, gold and iron cried.

He tremblingly pinched the white porcelain spoon on the plate, and carefully scooped up two pieces of tofu. The tofu was stir-fried, and there was still no defect at all. It was covered with grains of ground meat, with a bright red color and strong intensity. The scent makes people can't help but bring it to the mouth.

Slowly opening his mouth, Yanfeng Qili finally put it into his mouth. His eyes, which have been Gujing Wubo since birth, suddenly widened!

ps: Yanfeng Qili should have started eating Mapo Tofu after she was awakened and happy, and the time should be ten years after the end of the Fourth World War.

Chapter 369 Pleasure

hot!

This is Yanfeng Qili’s first impression. As a former church surrogate, his tolerance for pain should be very high. However, at this moment, he could not help but want to open his mouth, The urge to spit out the hot tofu.

However, in his brain, another thought came up at the same time

Do not!

Yes, although his mouth rejected the excessively hot food, his brain resisted spitting it out.

The burning pain spread in the mouth and tongue, followed by unspeakable pain.

The mouth, which had been injured by the piping hot, immediately greeted the hot flush.

The spiciness that seemed to pierce the brain in an instant caused Yanfeng Qili's hairs to explode, and even gave him a feeling that would only be produced when the Baji fist was used.

wrong!poisonous!

This is the first impression that Yanfeng Qili made after excessive stimulation.