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

"No.1 Qingcang Peak... [-] mission points!"

After the ruling elder said this sentence, he looked at it again uncertainly.

The crowd instantly boiled.

"What?! How many mission points are there in Qingcang Peak? Did the ruling elder's eyesight not work well because of his age, so he read an extra number?"

"Are you kidding? Would the ruling elder make such a low-level mistake? It must be that the person who wrote it down made a mistake."

"Are you kidding me? Would someone who remembers make such a low-level mistake? Qingcang Peak must have lied about it."

"That's right, it's still the most reasonable of yours, the least outrageous must be that Qingcang Peak lied about it..."

The ruling elder shook his robe, "Silence!"

"The data of this experience is absolutely true, there is no fiction!"

The disciples below were silent, because everyone was too shocked to speak.

How is this possible?
More than 4000 mission points?How many monsters does this have to fight?It's impossible to take over people's lair in one pot...

It is impossible for them to have such great ability.

This world is fantasy.

……

Qing Cangfeng.

Everyone was happy and happy, Su Changqing was holding a jar of unnamed wine, already drunk, his cheeks were full of red clouds, and his eyes were blurred, "Junior brothers, how about another drink?"

Chen Fang even looked at him with some distaste, Fourth senior brother, the third senior sister's food hasn't been served yet, why are you drinking like this?

When Chen Fang looked up, he met the same drunk and unconscious eyes, and even this person put his arm full of alcohol on his shoulder, holding the wine jar, and placed it in front of his eyes, " Seventh Junior Brother, what are you doing here? Let's have a drink together?"

Chen Fang who pushed his arm away calmly said, "Fifth Senior Brother, you drank too much."

Nan He held the sword and stood aside with a blank expression on his face, like a sculpture.

The drunkard Mo Fei couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north. He only saw a person standing there, and he didn't expect to call him over for a drink, "Second Senior Brother! Why are you standing there stupidly? Come and drink, it's so big today!" Happy event, how can you not drink..."

Another alcoholic, Su Changqing, hugged the wine jar, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and said in a delirious voice, "Yes, yes, Second Senior Brother, what are you doing there so stupidly, why don't you come over for a drink..."

Chen Fang on the side couldn't stand it any longer, he helplessly supported his forehead, he had no eyes to see, let alone hear, what are these two drunks talking about?

Dare to say the word "stupid" to the second senior brother... I hope they won't be too embarrassed when they sober up...

God, come and take care of them.

Third Senior Sister... Eldest Brother and the others, where have they gone?

It doesn't matter if the third senior sister is not here, why don't even the senior brother and the sixth senior sister disappear...

Chen Fangzheng was thinking, when Shangguan Lianer pushed Gu Guchen and came late, she said apologetically, "I'm sorry everyone, I was planning to cook something for the senior brother in the small kitchen, but something happened, Third Senior Sister hasn't come for so long, maybe it's because she's dealing with those accidents..."

Seeing that Shangguan Lian'er's robe and hair were covered with pot ashes, everyone swallowed subconsciously.

Looking at her like this, it's hard to doubt the authenticity of her words.

But it's also hard to imagine what happened to the small kitchen.

I hope all is well.

But when it comes to pot ashes, they kind of miss Third Senior Sister's way of turning into pot ashes when cooking.

Seeing Shangguan Lian'er approaching, the two drunks beside him didn't respond. Only Chen Fang stood up and squeezed a dust removal knife for her. His face was expressionless, and his voice still didn't fluctuate too much, Senior Sister, you are dirty, let me clean it up for you."

Shangguan Lian'er looked at his great contrast, and for some reason, the tips of her ears blushed quietly, and she responded in an inaudible voice, "Mmm... Thank you, Seventh Junior Brother."

Chen Fang shook his head slightly, smiled politely, and returned to his seat.

Only Shangguan Lian'er felt that her heart was still beating violently. While pushing Gu Chen, Shangguan Lian'er asked, "Where is Third Senior Sister? Is she still in the small kitchen?"

The two drunks said in unison, "What do you think?"

This is all right, Shangguan Lian'er's entire neck is red, she can't wait to find a place to get in, damn it, why would she ask such stupid questions, isn't this nonsense...

Mo Fei was so drunk that he even raised the wine jar to Shangguan Lian'er, "Sixth Junior Sister, would you like some?"

Shangguan Lian'er instantly became very cold, "No, thank you."

There was a moment of silence, only the sound of two drunks drinking.

Gudong Gudong... The two drunks looked at each other, wide-eyed and small-eyed. What are they looking at us for?
But apart from this, all of them without exception were thinking, why is Third Senior Sister still not coming?

……

At this moment, Yan He is researching new dishes in the small kitchen, what should I cook today?

Today is a special and good day, why don't you reward them with something weird and weird that doesn't exist in this era?
Yan He thought about it, how about making one...

Fairy egg stew raw knock?

It just so happens that they don't have many other things here, except that there are a lot of eggs.

As for the eel, I think there will naturally be.

Immortal eggs are meat-stuffed eggs, while raw knocks are eels that have been knocked.

And this stewed fairy egg is just stewed fried eel pork belly with egg yolk stuffed meatballs.

This is a famous dish in Jinling. Live eels are deboned, which is called raw, and hammered with heavy objects, which is called knocking, so it is called stewed raw knocking.

Master Yan's small factory selects about four taels of wild eels with smooth skin and thick meat, then disembowels them, cuts their heads and removes their bones.

She put the processed eel skin down and the meat up, and then chopped the meat with the inclined back of the knife until the skin is not rotten, so that the eel tastes soft and not loose.

Yan He's little trick [-]: Be careful not to use too much force, otherwise your knife will be broken by you, just hit evenly.

The cut eels should be cut into 2.1-inch sections, then put into the pan and deep-fried at high temperature.

Master Yan first fried a piece and tasted it, um... fried a single piece, although the skin was crispy and the meat was rotten, the eel meat was still full of water at this time.

Yan He's little trick [-]: When frying eel meat, don't pile it too full, otherwise the oil will splatter all over your face.

When frying eel, once it is rolled up, it is taken out immediately, and fried again until it is crispy and ready to be stewed.

Someone will definitely ask, isn’t it superfluous to fry and stew?

Master Yan tells you, no, no, deep-frying not only adds flavor and mellowness, but also locks the moisture in the meat, and frying until the surface is crispy can make the stew fresh and tender.

Yan He's little trick three: not only must the rice field eel be velvety, but it must also not be overcooked.