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

As Yan Ye said, he whizzed out...

"It's so cunning, I actually sneaked away!" Hong Meiling muttered, exerting force under her feet, and with a bang, she also disappeared in place, leaving only Rin, Marisa and the blonde girl in a daze.

"What's the situation? I said to myself that I would invite me to dinner, and then it disappeared?" Maybe it was because of the relationship that she just woke up. The blonde girl hasn't recovered yet, and her eyes are still clear. A little sluggish, it seems that I don't understand what happened.

"Sister, my name is Rin, this is Marisa, and it was my master who ran away just now. He is a food hunter probably because he wants to try cooking with that big sister, so he wants you to be a judge." Rin used softly. The girl's voice said cutely, but looking at Alice's eyes, she was a little wary-another beautiful and unhuman girl, what happened to Yan Ye?Does he provoke a girl's physique as soon as he leaves Youyouzi?

"Oh, I'm Alice, Alice Margot." Alice was finally awake this time. She lifted her skirt and bent her knees slightly, gracefully and decently. Seeing her attention shifted, Marisa felt a little He scratched his cheek awkwardly, and smiled dryly: "Long time no see..."

"Well, it's been a while..." Alice glanced at Marisa with a deep-sense expression, but with a variety of styles but with some inexplicable taste, Marisa couldn't help but slap. With chills, his face became a little tight.

Fortunately, Rin's EQ is indeed high enough. He soon noticed that there seems to be something awkward between the two of them. He deliberately turned off the topic, looked up at the dolls floating in the air, and asked in a curious voice. : "Are these dolls made by my sister?"

"Yeah." Alice didn't seem to be very good at communicating with people, but in the face of such a child, she nodded her head as gently as possible, and then made a few dolls dance in the air, making a lot of laughter.

Although the stipulated time is half an hour, in the magic forest, there is still nothing that can keep Yan Ye and Hong Meiling with ingredients for so long. A few minutes later, the two flew back with their harvest.

Unanimously, the two chose shrimp as their food at the same time, but Yan Ye also had an invisible bird in his hand, while Hong Meiling was carrying a dozen bird eggs tied with leaves.

"It looks like it will be a good showdown." Hong Meiling looked at Yan Ye's ingredients, put the wild vegetables aside, and opened the eggs with one hand. A dozen bird eggs quickly fell into the basin. Yan Ye responded to this. He just smiled and started the work he was doing.

Many modern people have a big misunderstanding about game. The so-called eating shellfish for game does not mean that you really want to eat shells, but refers to those aquatic wildlife. The reason is simple, because most of the wild animals on the road are not as good as Domestically delicious.

After all, if you are hungry and full, you don’t have a bit of oil or water on your body, how can it be compared to the specialized edible species for breeding and fattening, and those stupid big people who have nothing to eat wild animals and still talk about delicious food. Deserves to be slaughtered.

ps: The argument about game is true. Most wild species are not as good as animals produced by mature breeding systems (of course not industrialized breeding). For example, they are also chickens. You can use free-range chickens and native chickens to go wild. Compared with chickens, but not comparable to industrialized chicken farms.

Chapter 395 Breakfast Showdown

The light of the knife flickered, and the shadow of the stick flew.

The sound of the wind and the light effect is clearly a superior fighting scene, but when the camera is zoomed in, you will find two chefs standing in front of their respective stoves and arbitrarily acting on the chopping board.

Hong Meiling is holding the flat-headed kitchen knife that I don’t know where it came from, while Yan Ye wields a crystal blue pastry stick. Although the two weapons are completely different, what they did is The same thing

Chop shrimp.

The pastry stick in Yan Ye’s hand is a stick with eyebrows. In the Zhangfa, you can faintly see the frame of the Manjusri stick method, but the core is completely different. The fresh shrimp under the stick is turned into meat paste, which is continuously beaten. Gives peculiar flexibility.

The cooking method used by Hong Meiling is to smash the prawns with the back of a knife. The prawns are not scattered, but there are still a lot of large pieces of prawns.

Both of them are veterans, and the processing speed of the ingredients is quite amazing. A small pot of river prawns quickly turned into a completely different meat filling. Hong Meiling added eggs that did not know whether it was fish roe or shrimp, and Feng Xue A few muscles under the film continue to mash.

The cooking process began to make a difference, and the eyes of the audience began to move back and forth between the movements of the two.

Because they are both of the Central Plains system, the ingredients used by Yan Ye and Hong Meiling did not deliberately pursue their high-grade ingredients, and the seasonings are also ordinary goods, but in the process of mixing the stuffing, with the addition of different proportions of seasonings, It was obviously still whole raw stuffing, but it began to faintly reveal an alluring taste.

After stirring vigorously, the fillings of the two were almost completed at the same time, and the next moment, completely different cooking plans finally unfolded.

The pastry stick danced in Yan Ye's hand, and the previously reconciled dough was picked up by the stick head and quickly rotated in the air.

When I watched planting flowers in the past, I didn’t feel how exaggerated the little master’s technique of rotating the dough, as far as the visual effect is concerned, there is no exaggeration of the inverted and rolling behavior of the steel rod unraveling master. At that time, the little master said-himself There is no such arm strength as Master Xie.

But everyone who has tried it knows that this is completely nonsense.

Because the power required to rotate the dough to reach the level of tulle is no less than that of inverted rolling. At the same time, it has strict requirements for balance, uniformity and flexibility of the wrist. Rao Yiyan With Ye’s physique, it is quite difficult to get rid of the siu mai husks made by Liu Subaru when he was immature. Fortunately, he didn’t plan to make siu mai at first, but he stopped when the dough reached the thickness of paper Down the action.

The breakfast he is going to make is the traditional breakfast of the Huahua family-fried wontons.

Simply put, the wonton version of fried buns will die.

With a stroke of five fingers, he cut the chaotic skins from the large sheets of dough. With a hand, it was a delicate, beautiful wonton that looked like an ingot.

It has to be said that the use of Nianhuazhi in the bag of chaos is really a good fit, especially when it is promoted by the mood of the Huajian School, it brings a sense of ethereal and dusty.

Seeing that Yan Ye has entered the topic, Hong Meiling still seems to be slow and tidy. After the filling is strong, she picks up the egg liquid that has been beaten before. It is worth noting that although she opened the egg with one hand before, she did it well. However, she was quite clever. At this moment, she found that the egg liquid she lay was yellow and white.

Season the egg yolk and protein separately, then take out two frying pans and start to heat up.

Hot pot with cold oil, it is natural to enter the omelette stage, but Hong Meiling is obviously not planning to make the thick omelette of Japanese traditional bento, but like making pancake fruit, fried thin omelet, with For the shrimp stuffing before, there is no doubt that what she is going to do is also a famous dish-two-color hibiscus egg roll.

After the omelette is slightly dry, stop the fire and let cool, and the shrimp meat velvet is rolled up to complete the pre-cooking.

At this moment, whether it was Yan Ye or Hong Meiling, all that was left was the last step.

The original fried egg rolls are steamed on a tray, but Yan Ye's Chaos is fried with water.

In the smoky atmosphere, the faint aroma of noodles and the unique umami of the steamed products converge. It was obviously less than 20 minutes, but whether it was Rin and Marisa who had just had breakfast, they still don’t need to eat anymore. Alice, they all feel a little hungry.

(Marisa and Alice are both magicians, but the difference is that Marisa is a human whose profession is a magician, while Alice’s race is a magician. It's probably like the difference between the profession of a witcher and the bloodline of a witcher. Well, of course, it should be a magician in this book)

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or fate. Yan Ye and Hong Meiling chose this kind of food with fillings wrapped in a skin at the same time, and the main ingredient of the fillings is also shrimp meat, but because of this coincidence, the comparison between the two is even greater Have a sense of competition.

After all, the speed of pan-frying is faster than steamed food, but Yan Ye didn't mean to serve it. Instead, he put chaos on the plate and then cooled naturally without magic.

At this time, Hong Meiling's steamed egg rolls have also been completed. She chopped two egg rolls, one yellow and one white, into five-centimeter-long originals.

Both of them didn't mean to prepare the dipping sauce, but at the same time put their own dishes at the table of judges prepared by Yan Ye, and then tacitly picked up a portion and handed it to each other.

Looking at the two exquisite but not exaggerated snacks in front of him, Alice suddenly had a long-lost sense of anticipation. As a relatively cold-tempered type, although she occasionally expresses kindness, she rarely does it in unnecessary circumstances. When going out, by contrast, she prefers to stay at home and make dolls. In layman's terms-this girl is a hand-built house.

The race of the magician made her need to eat less urgent, but looking at these two breakfasts, she still had the urge to eat.

The warm pan-fried wontons and the steaming two-color egg rolls smell of light steam. There is obviously no special fragrance, but it is surprisingly able to arouse diners’ desire, but both meals are very attractive People, Alice had some difficulty in choosing for a while.

Rin, who is more comfortable with this kind of scene, said "I'm going to start", and then first stretched out his chopsticks and brought a white egg roll to his mouth-I heard that there is a tradition in the food world that you must lose first, so , Eat egg rolls first!

Marisa didn't hesitate when she saw the chopsticks being moved. Her hands clasped her hands together, and the earth exploded... Uh, no, I started it.

Yellow egg rolls, white egg rolls, and raw fried wontons, three foods were picked up by three people and sent to the mouth. The next moment, they may be immature, or lazy, or full of vitality (huh~~) panting one after another. And Yan Ye and Hong Meiling looked at each other as if they had drawn out their swords and were ready to confront each other. Then, they ate each other's food...

ps1: Because you said poisoning, so I decided to have breakfast at noon tomorrow.

ps2: Talking about the ground walking chicken... the ground walking chicken is a domestic chicken!If you eat the wild ones, you will also have the soup. The meat wood will not bite badly, but it is very nourishing when paired with Codonopsis and Astragalus stewed chicken soup. Generally speaking, it is not as good as domestic chicken.Industrialization refers to group breeding. Ground-going chickens are free-range and farm chickens, while the wild ones are purely wild pheasants, the kind that look colorful and can fly.

Chapter 396 Meeting Friends with Chefs

Alice picked up raw fried wontons. The original white dough looked crystal clear because of the slight cooling. The teeth bite gently and felt a soft and firm taste. Then, the cracked mouth was full of umami juice. It oozes out, opening Alice's appetite completely, making her start chewing involuntarily.

The skin and stuffing are crushed and mixed, and the softness of the shrimp is mixed with the tenderness of the chicken. The special elasticity produced after being hit countless times by Qin Jin overwhelms the taste of wild chicken, but it adds a kind of flavor. Wild charm.

The slightly hot temperature is like a breeding ground for something brewing, and the wonton wrapper is like an eggshell. When the wonton cracks in the mouth, it seems as if the eggshell is cracked, followed by the new taste.

Teeth clenched, life is blooming, like a hymn of life, beating the passionate drums.

The heart was beating violently, there seemed to be a flow of heat in the body, and the skin on the whole body was trembling slightly. Alice felt as if she had undergone a transformation and a new life.

This kind of feeling reminds Ai similarly to remembering how long ago, when she was still a human, when she decided to change her race and put it into action, it seemed that it was also like this feeling.