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

Hen Ji ran very fast, going to this bush for a while, and climbing up and down that tree for a while, Yan He's people couldn't keep up.

Mo Fei and the others expressed their doubts, can they really find a monster with this low-level monster?
Yan He gave them a reassuring look, and he was sure to do things with confidence.

Su Changqing followed them unhurriedly, his thoughts tumbling.

Coming to this secret realm again, I wonder if the result will be the same as last time?No matter what, he will try his best to find her...

Heng Ha ran ahead for a long time, but he didn't see any monsters. Everyone was exhausted, with a decadent look on their faces.

It’s okay to come to the secret realm to fight with a monster. Even if you get less than a thousand quest points, it’s okay if you don’t make it into the top ten. At least you have a sense of accomplishment. Now you can’t even touch a monster. What’s the matter? ?

Everyone is a little tired.

Suddenly Yan He moved, and everyone looked at Yan He.

What will the Third Senior Sister/Third Senior Sister do?

I saw Yan He's figure moving slowly, and slowly took out one from the storage ring...

Cauldron?

Mo Fei and the others couldn't laugh or cry, is Third Senior Sister cooking at this time?Is it a bit too leisurely...

Only Su Changqing, who went to the secret realm with Yan He last time, knew, "There is a reason for the third senior sister to do this. Let me tell you the truth. That's how she lured that little pig here last time. Maybe there will be other ones this time." The monster was attracted by the smell of Third Senior Sister's cooking ... and maybe Third Senior Sister can practice some pills to replenish our physical strength and spiritual energy, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone?"

Nan He nodded, said nothing, and sat down silently by the side holding his beloved sword, waiting for Yan He to cook.

Mo Fei couldn't stay idle, he walked around Yan He, "Third Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister, is there anything I can do for you?"

Chen Fang stood beside him, staring at nowhere, in a daze.

Su Changqing opened her doggy eyes and asked her curiously, "Third Senior Sister, what are you going to do this time?"

Yan He held the kitchen knife, and couldn't help clenching his fingers gradually. The two "mosquitoes" beside him kept buzzing non-stop, and couldn't help but gradually frowned.

"Third Senior Sister...Third Senior Sister..."

"Third Senior Sister...Third Senior Sister!"

Yan He sighed helplessly in his heart, couldn't the two of them be more mature and stable, and learn from the second and seventh brothers...

The two "mosquitoes" continued, "Third Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister, what do you want to eat? I..."

"Third Senior Sister, Third Senior Sister, how can I help you?"

Yan He held the kitchen knife, and smiled with a bland smile, "Hehe, you two are busy, aren't you?"

Su Changqing and Mo Fei were obsessive, faltering and speechless.

But without exception, they all thought of the same thing:
Third Senior Sister's expression was so scary, she wouldn't want to chop them up with a kitchen knife, would she?
Yan He took the kitchen knife and made a trick in his hand, and suddenly hooked his lips, thinking of some crooked idea, and pointed to the small stream ahead, "Since you two are free, let's go to the competition..."

Su Changqing and Mo Fei:? ? ?
What game?

"There is a small stream in front of me. I plan to make fish balls. As we all know, live fish must be picked and killed to make fish balls...so you all know..."

Before Yan He finished speaking, Mo Fei and Su Changqing plunged into the stream without looking back.

Yan He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In a certain way, they were quite talented, although Yan He was very good at catching fish.

A quarter of an hour later, the two of them came forward each carrying a fat spirit fish. Grinning their mouths, they looked at Yan He with a worried expression, "Third Senior Sister! Which spirit fish is the fatter?"

"My spirit fish must be fatter! My spirit fish looks huge..."

Before Su Changqing had time to speak, Yan He happily took the spirit fish from their hands, "They are all the same, you are all great! A black cat and a white cat are good cats if they can catch mice. Thank you for your hard work. Where are you going?" Just wait."

So what Yan He just said about letting them compete just made them more motivated.

But the effect is very obvious, those two simple people didn't hear it at all, Su Changqing was speechless by Yan He's praise, his ears turned red quietly, and he scratched his head to cover up his embarrassment, Mo Fei followed suit The steps like fake wine are a little vain.

Yan He turned the knife, and the fish balls must be freshly killed. The meat is thick and the thorns are small, and the fishy smell is small.

Yan He held down the fish tail with his left hand, lifted the back of the knife with his right hand, and separated the flesh and bones of the white and tender fish paste bit by bit. First, the fibers of the fish must be completely destroyed to make it smooth and dense, so that it is easier to absorb the irrigation of onion and ginger water.

Then, Yan He stirred the fish balls in the same direction, with even strength and a strong rhythm, and mixed in a lot of air to ensure the elasticity of the fish balls.

After absorbing the water, add salt to make the fish stickier. The finishing touch of the ingredients is the crystal clear egg white.

Unexpectedly, Yan He, who is extremely smart, took a few eggs from the egg before going to the secret realm. Originally, he thought that there was nothing delicious in the secret realm, so he took a few eggs to nourish his body. For fish, it is best to make a few fish balls.

After Yan He beat and stirred, the fish meat was moist, smooth and tender from the inside to the outside.

According to Yan He's many years of experience, adding starch is a key step in the process of making fish balls, an important part, used to increase the viscous taste and make the balls firmer and fuller.

Yan He put the chopped fish paste in the palm of his hand, squeezed it with his hands, and a formed fish came out from the middle of his index finger and thumb. By analogy, a plate of fish balls was ready.

The tender fish balls are ready, Yan He is now preparing the delicious fish soup.

Yan He took out the fish bones and fish head that he had chopped off earlier, added chopped green onion, ginger and cooking wine, and stroked them gently from the inside to the outside. After marinating for a quarter of an hour, Yan He controlled the fire spirit power, boiled a pot of boiling water, and washed it. When it is scalded, it is like soaking in an open-air bath, sweeping away the fishy smell and impurities.

Finally, Yan He scraped off the dead skin to make the soup more pure.

Yan He's little trick: The key to milky fish soup is to fry it before boiling.

When the fat in the fish exceeds the melting point, the boiled soup will be white and fresh.

The soup for cooking fish must be boiled, otherwise the protein in the fish meat will shrink and solidify, and will not be fully emulsified, so you will not be able to make an attractive white soup.

A quarter of an hour later, the cooked fish soup was thick and rich, full of fresh fragrance, accompanied by steaming heat, which made people irresistible, and even more irresistible to Warcraft...