Datang Coroner

Chapter 552

For a bite to eat, Chun Li is really willing to go all out.

Fu Shiyi pursed his lips happily.

The chicken is ready-made, and it is brought up the mountain after it is processed.

Fang Liang was careful and brought seasonings and a clay pot.

Fu Shiyi saw the clay pot, thought about it, and decided not to roast the chicken.

Because it is baked directly, it is not easy to cook.It's old on the outside, but still young on the inside.

But it can't be stewed, because it has no taste.

Fu Shiyi plans to order a braised chicken with mushrooms.

The internal organs of the chicken are basically emptied, leaving the most delicious chicken liver and chicken heart.

Fu Shiyi washed the chicken, mushrooms, fungus, and wild onions directly in the mountain spring water.

Then spread a thin layer of salt noodles on the chicken.

She also added a little spice powder she brought herself.

It is not enough to smear the chicken, but also give the chicken a full body massage to ensure that the salt can penetrate in, otherwise it will be tasteless.

When it was almost done, she tied the wild onion into a knot and stuffed it into the chicken belly, and then stuffed the mushrooms and fungus into the chicken belly until it was full, then she used the onion as a rope and tied the chicken directly. It was tied so tightly that it almost became a ball.

Then stuff the ball directly into the jar.

Two or three washed pebbles were placed at the bottom of the pot--this was to keep the pot from sticking.

Then carefully pour a little mountain spring water into the jar along the mouth, try not to touch the chicken at all, to prevent the salt from dripping off.

In the end, Fu Shiyi not only put the lid on, but also took out his own handkerchief, wet it, and directly blocked all the gaps.

Fang Liang watched in amazement: "What is Miss Fu doing?"

Fu Shi came as soon as he opened his mouth: "Immortal Steam Pot Chicken."

Fang Liang repeated the weird name: "Immortal Steam Pot Chicken?"

What is this?Why never heard of it?

Fu Shi nodded slightly: "Actually, just a little water is needed to steam the chicken. Isn't it steam pot chicken?"

Chun Li was still at the side echoing with poise: "This is what our little lady and the gods learned!"

This determined tone made everyone stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Chun Li strangely: It's true.

Seeing that Fang Liang was still doubtful, Chun Li immediately said, "Our little lady cooks so delicious food, no one else can compare to it, she must have learned from the gods!"

Fu Shiyi held back his laughter, and bragged along with him solemnly: "It's true, I learned from the old fairy in my dream."

Fang Liang began to doubt life half-believingly.

The main reason is that Fu Shiyi spoke too seriously.

It was at this time that Li Changbo came back with two fish.

Two palm-sized crucian carp, to be honest, are not enough to fit between the teeth.

But Fu Shiyi was amazed at the fact that he could actually catch fish.

Li Changbo's trouser legs were soaked through.

It looked like it was directly in the water.

But the rest of the body was not wet at all, it was still clean and fresh.

Fu Shiyi was even more admirable: If it's brought to the modern age to shoot a variety show, then it's definitely a male god, and he's the kind with extraordinary ability and super good looks.This kind of survival show in the wilderness might become popular all over the world.

With deep admiration, Fu Shiyi couldn't help asking: "How did Magistrate Li do it?"

Li Changbo smiled brightly: "Practice makes perfect."

These four words revealed too much information.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but imagine Li Changbo's background when he was studying abroad, he was so poor that he had no money to eat, slept in the open, and hunted and caught fish.

But looking at the bright young man in front of her, she still couldn't imagine what Li Changbo would look like.

Fang Liang accidentally slipped the tongue: "Our husband is also filial. When we were young, Mrs. Tai talked about the fish in the stream every day, and I wanted to eat it. Our husband was seven or eight years old, and when he went to the mountains with Mrs. Tai to escape the summer heat, he did this a lot. Things. In the beginning, I couldn’t catch any fish, but later on, I could catch them occasionally, and then...the fish in the pool could no longer be caught.”

It's a really sad story.Fu Shiyi thought dumbfounded.

Then I deeply felt: Mrs. Du might really be able to do such a thing.

However, no one stopped the seven or eight-year-old son of an aristocratic family from doing this - Fu Shiyi expressed his shock.

Li Changbo was caught by Fang Liang, and his ears were already red, so he quickly handed the fish to Fu Shiyi: "Miss Fu, let's cook the fish."

Fang Liang was very eager to share: "Miss Fu doesn't even know that our lord was naughty and mischievous with Mrs. Tai when he was a child. He even thought about going to fight the sword and become a ranger!"

Li Changbo's face turned a little red now.

He glanced at Fang Liang lightly: "Talking!"

The back of Fang Liang's neck felt cold, and he realized what he had done after realizing it.

It's a pity that it's too late to regret.

Fu Shiyi was already shaking his head with laughter.

She looked at Li Changbo, sized him up and down, and couldn't help saying, "I really can't imagine what it would be like if County Magistrate Li went to be a ranger."

Will he become a character like Li Bai?

Fu Shiyi thought about this question seriously.

But he took Li Changbo's fish in his hand and prepared to clean it up.

Li Changbo gave her the fish in a muffled voice, and for the first time he didn't answer with a normal expression—anyone who talked about his dreams when he was young and frivolous always felt a little ashamed.

Fu Shiyi sensed that something was wrong, so he eased the atmosphere with a smile: "However, it is more meaningful to say that it is still what County Magistrate Li is doing now."

This is the truth.

Fu Shiyi felt the same way.

Solving the case, finding the truth, and defending the peace of Chang'an City are really more meaningful than being a ranger.

One is the chicness of self, like the wind that comes and goes freely.

One is as tough as a rock, like an old tree that has opened its canopy to keep out the shade.

Fu Shiyi's words were extremely sincere.

Li Changbo smiled slightly, his eyebrows curved: "Miss Fu is my bosom friend. To meet Miss Fu in this life is to meet a bosom friend."

Fu Shi subconsciously felt that Li Changbo was saying nice words, but seeing his extraordinarily sincere appearance, he couldn't help but believe him again.

At the end, I was a little embarrassed: Did County Magistrate Li give me such a high evaluation?

Fu Shiyi smiled shyly: "The main reason is that our goals are the same. So we know a little bit, a little bit."

Li Changbo and her looked at each other, and then smiled knowingly: No matter what, anyway, I am sure that meeting Miss Fu will be my luck.

At this time, the aroma of the steam pot chicken is faintly wafting out.

Chun Li squatted beside her and exaggeratedly sniffed, "Little lady, it smells so good!"

Fu Shi turned around and laughed at her: "You won't know what fragrance is until you open the lid."

After that, she didn't talk much, and concentrated on picking up the fish——if you want to eat fish, you have to hurry up.

Li Changbo was going to help, but Fu Shiyi asked him to dry his legs: "If you don't dry them, you will get rheumatism later. It will be even worse if you get wind and cold."

　Fu Xiaodao is still very gentle and virtuous, right?

　　Next update, around nine o'clock~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)