I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

Chapter 8 Third Senior Sister, I Was Wrong
"Third Senior Sister, I was wrong." Su Changqing lowered his head after regaining consciousness, his ears were already red, his dog eyes drooped listlessly, and now he really became an abandoned puppy. If there is a tail, the tail is shrugged and pulled down at this time.

The third senior sister just used the elixir to get him into the body, and he wanted the third senior sister to refine the elixir for him to improve his realm. Why did he want to take this shortcut just because he wanted to win the sword intent competition.

Seeing him like this, Yan He couldn't bear it. There was a flash of struggle in his eyes, and finally he reached out and touched the dog's head. The feeling was better than expected. Yan He let out a sigh in his heart, his face But he remained calm, but couldn't hold back his hand and touched it more, "Okay, okay, everyone makes mistakes, and knowing mistakes can make a big difference. Do you understand what you should do now?"

This was the first time that the third senior sister touched his head. Su Changqing's eyelashes drooped unnaturally, and the tips of her ears were even redder. ! Step by step from Chapter 1!"

The youthful and earnest words of the young man echoed in the narrow room, "I must cultivate step by step in a down-to-earth manner, to be on par with the second senior brother, and to become a more introverted person than him!"

Only then did Yan He smile again, "Go, the food I'll make for you is still good enough to nourish your body..."

Hearing this, Su Changqing staggered as he stepped out, almost tripped over with his left foot and tripped over his right foot.

What?Did he hear correctly?

Senior sister wants to make up for him?
with what...

Pot ashes?
Su Changqing hurriedly quickened his pace, and really wanted to say that he had bigu today, but he really didn't have bigu today, so he couldn't lie.

So Su Changqing didn't say anything, and disappeared into the small kitchen as if fleeing.

Yan He sighed helplessly seeing him like this, why did he not believe her so much?

She couldn't believe it, this time cooking can still burn a pot of ashes!
If she was burning a pot of ashes...she wouldn't be called Yan Hehao.

Recalling Su Changqing's thin face that was exactly the same as hers, Yan He felt a twinge of distress in his heart.

Zongmen is poor, but they can't suffer children.

It's true that their peak doesn't have any ingredients, but she can find a way to solve the problem of ingredients...

She remembered that there was a spirit fish in the back mountain of Piaomiao Peak next door. Anyway, there are so many fish, so she shouldn't be found if she steals one, right?
Yan He did what he said.

Yan He was groping around Piaomiao Peak next door to Qingcang Peak, lamenting that Piaomiao Peak deserves to be a top-ranked peak, but its style is different, and its aura is a bit stronger than their peaks. Obviously, the two peaks are so close, But the treatment is not the same, really there is no harm if there is no comparison...

Yan He walked and finally saw a small stream, which flowed out from a small valley between two hills and landed on a cliff of a natural rock, making a crisp and pleasant sound when it splashed on the stones , Looking from a distance, it seems to be a large pool of mercury, which has been subjected to a wonderful pressure and turned into fine sprays.

The clear bottom, the cheerful and smooth stream glistens under the sunshine, making a soft rushing sound, really like flowing crystals.

Yan He was overjoyed, it must be easy to catch fish in such a clear stream.

Yan He rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the stream. He saw dozens of spiritual fishes of the cultivation world swimming in the stream. They were all plump, with their fins swaying like a veil, and their tails flicked. Very spectacular scene.

They are all plump, with very smooth body lines, and the meat quality is very delicate at first glance.

Yan He licked his lips, his eyes were extremely excited.

Is this fish dry pot, braised in soy sauce, steamed, mixed in soy sauce, iron plate, stir-fried or boiled?

Forget it, no matter what kind of body is the most nourishing.

Yan He walked slowly into the water, and she fished along the bottom of the stream against the current, because the fish in the canal were used to swimming against the current at the bottom of the water and along the riverside.

Then she put her hands in a water-holding position, stretched her hands into the water, pressed her fingertips to the bottom of the water, and pressed her palms against the stream, diving to catch fish with her bare hands.

The water quality of this stream is good, and the water quality is not bad. You can go directly into the water to catch fish with your bare hands, and explore the bottom of the water. You have to be fast, precise and ruthless to catch fish.As soon as you touch the fish, press down and touch the fish with the fastest speed, and you will be able to catch the fish.

Yan He felt a foreign object in his hand, and pressed down with both palms.

"Puff-"

A fat and strong fish was shaking in her hand, making a loud noise. With a happy smile on his face, Yan He walked down the stream and walked towards the small kitchen.

Fourth Junior Brother is lucky today.

The premise is that as long as she doesn't make ashes out of the pot.

Yan He, who had successfully caught the spirit fish, went back to the small kitchen, first handled the spirit fish, and then cleaned the internal organs of the spirit fish. She skillfully scraped off the scales of the fish, cleaned it, cut it into small pieces, and put it in a bowl for later use.

Yan He was distressed and poured half a bowl of flour into the spirit fish, grasped it evenly, and covered the surface of the spirit fish with flour, so that the skin would not be easily broken when frying, and it would be more delicious when eaten.

Yanhe cut the green onion, ginger slices, garlic slices, and dried chili, wash them, and dry the surface with a square towel for later use.

She cleaned up the surface of the pot, then threw the frying pan into the stove, added oil to the frying pan, and added the spirit fish after the oil was hot. Yan He didn't turn it over in a hurry, but waited until the bottom was golden and set before turning it over and frying both sides golden.

Yan He moved the fried spirit fish to the edge, and added the chopped green onion, ginger slices, garlic slices, and dried chilies in the middle. She stir-fried it a little, but did not stir-fry the spirit fish.

Then came the most critical step - seasoning, Yan He added light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, cooking wine, oyster sauce, rice vinegar, sugar, salt, stir well, and then added an appropriate amount of water, she didn't add too much, because the spirit fish was already half-cooked, So she only put about half the amount of water in the spirit fish.

Yan He put the lid on the pot with apprehension. Now, all he needs to do is simmer for a quarter of an hour on a low heat, and at the end, the juice will be collected on high heat, sprinkle with chopped green onion and it's ready to serve!

Yan He had already smelled the fragrance gradually wafting from the pot, and was a little salivating, gearing up silently.

It won't be ashes this time, will it?

Yan He's heart was very disturbed. It would be a lie to say that she was not nervous. A quarter of an hour later, she lifted the lid of the pot with trembling hands. When she saw what was inside, her eyes went dark, and she almost fell straight down.

Yan He has now begun to doubt life.

How could this be so?
Is it her problem.

Why is it all dust? ? ?

If it goes on like this, she won't be able to eat a single hot meal, and she will let people live!

Yan He had a sore nose, and her eyes were slightly moist. She also said that she would make up for the fourth junior brother, but in the end she did this...

What's going on. !

(End of this chapter)