Murong Yi put away his sword and began to bend down to pick up the fish on the ground. While picking up, he said: "Before you guys came, I investigated and found that the surface of Hongye Lake is full of these big silver fish. They are very fat and are used for cooking." It would be good to grill fish or make soup, and of course you can also make fish heads with chopped peppers, after all, these fish have big heads."
Qu Yian also put down the spatula and joined the fish picking process. He observed the fish while picking them up, and then nodded in agreement: "Fellow Taoist Murong is right, these fish are very fat. I will make a grilled fish for everyone, and then Make a dish of pickled fish, braised fish, sweet and sour fish..."
Murong Yi swallowed: "Okay, okay, whatever. If it's not enough, I'll shake it more."
"Enough is enough." Qu Yi'an was afraid that this fellow Taoist would split Hongye Lake in half, so he hurriedly said enough.
Soon, Liao Kong helped light the fire, Feng Xiatian helped arrange the kitchen utensils, and Murong Yi skillfully cut open the fish by the lake. Qu Yian is packing other ingredients.
Yin Junrong looked at Gu Qingxi and asked, "Then, Miss Gu, what should we do?"
"Waiting to eat." Gu Qingxi said confidently.
"Ah?" Yin Junrong said dumbly. Seeing everyone busy, he felt that as a delicate woman, Miss Gu should wait to eat, but it would not be good for him, a grown man, to wait here too. .
So he ran to help Murong Yi.
Murong Yi was holding a small dagger and was quickly cutting open the fish and scraping its scales with extremely skillful movements.
"Sister, let me help you." Yin Junrong also took out a small dagger, ready to help cut open and scale the fish.
Murong Yi categorically refused: "You go ahead and play, I'm going to beat you up if you waste my ingredients."
Yin Junrong held the small dagger and fell silent.
In fact, the senior sister usually loves him very much, but he has to stay back in front of the ingredients.
So Yin Junrong returned to Gu Qingxi with the small dagger.
Gu Qingxi took out a bag of spiritual fruits and said, "Peel them, then put them over there. We'll eat them later."
"Okay!" Seeing that something was done, Yin Junrong nodded happily.
But after Gu Qingxi saw Yin Junrong peeling two spiritual fruits, she wanted to beat him.
"Go ahead, if you cut it any further, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat you to death." Gu Qingxi looked at the two peeled spiritual fruits on the plate. Basically only the cores were left, and her fists were a little hard.
This bag of spiritual fruits is not cheap, and now two of them have been destroyed by Yin Junrong.
Yin Junrong put down the spirit fruit and said in a low voice: "Then, I will help Master Kong light the fire."
After a while, Liao Kong was so thick with smoke that he couldn't open his eyes. He said angrily to Yin Junrong: "I told you that you don't need to help me light the fire. Can you just stay and go?"
Yin Junrong put down the firewood nonchalantly, and then looked at Feng Xiantian.
Feng Xiantian was helping to take the plates and serve the dishes. When he saw Yin Junrong looking over, he said with a cold face: "If you dare to come here, I will beat you to death."
Yin Junrong: "..."
Finally, Yin Junrong returned to Gu Qingxi aggrievedly. Gu Qingxi was peeling fruit slowly. Seeing Yin Junrong's languid look, he sighed and said, "I told you to wait and eat."
Yin Junrong really wanted to say that it would make him look useless.
But he thought for a moment, if he said these words and everyone around him would say yes, you are indeed useless, that would be even more heartbreaking.
So Yin Junrong swallowed these words rationally.
As a chef who achieved excellent results in the Wanfa Conference's chef competition, Qu Yian's cooking speed is also very fast.
Soon, a large table of delicious, tasty and tasty dishes was ready.
Qu Yian cooked several fish dishes from the Hongye Lake, including red mushrooms, and soup made by red viper snakes and hens.
"Drink more of this soup." Qu Yian pointed at the soup and said to Yin Junrong with a smile.
"I want to drink three bowls!" Yin Junrong said through gritted teeth.
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When several monks quietly walked to Hongye Lake, they saw several monks eating around a table.
Have a meal?
These monks looked at each other.
They originally wanted to come over to see what was going on here. If a fight broke out here, they wanted to see if they could finally pick it up.
In the end, I saw a few monks eating leisurely around the table?
Who comes to experience in a secret realm and still brings a table and chairs in a storage bag?
Looking at the simple stoves around them and the newly extinguished fire, these monks were a little messy.
Could it be that the young master of some family has arrived in the secret realm and is still fussy about it?
That would be easy!
This kind of person is indolent and hates work. He only knows how to enjoy himself. His cultivation is poor and his actual combat ability is even worse.
It's perfectly fine to rob them.
They already knew when these monks appeared behind Gu Qingxi and the others.
But I didn't have time to pay attention to it, because the food made by Qu Yian was really delicious.
Any less chopsticks would be a disappointment to the food!
Murong Yi was so moved that her eyes were filled with emotion. This is called eating! This is called delicious food!
They watched the monks approaching and pointed their swords at them, but Gu Qingxi and the others ignored them.
"If you don't want to die, hand over all the storage bags!" the leader of the monks shouted.
Gu Qingxi and the others still ignored him.
Seeing that he was being ignored, the monk felt that his self-esteem had been damaged. He struck down angrily with his sword, which was bound to shock this dandy disciple.
When the sword energy hit, Murong Yi's first reaction was to reach out and pick up the two plates of food in front of him.
Gu Qingxi and the three of them made the same movements.
Qu Yi'an also brought a bowl of soup.
However, Yin Junrong did not react and watched blankly as the leader of the monks struck with his sword, splitting the table in half.
Sweet and sour fish was scattered all over the table.
All other dishes were picked up by Gu Qingxi and the others, intact.
Murong Yi looked at the sweet and sour fish scattered on the ground, and asked Yin Junrong sadly: "Why didn't you serve this dish?"
Yin Junrong took the chopsticks and looked at Murong Yi, Gu Qingxi and others blankly. After seeing each of them holding two plates of food, he realized that this plate of sweet and sour fish was left for him to save. .
But he reacted slowly and failed to save the plate of sweet and sour fish.
The monks had contemptuous smiles on their faces. Seeing that this group of people did not forget food at this time, they judged that this group of people was not very strong and they were indeed a bunch of second-generation dude monks, so there was nothing to worry about.
"Hand over all your storage bags and get out!" The leading monk shouted arrogantly, holding his sword.
It was the sword he struck just now in order to shock Gu Qingxi and the others.
"Hurry up and hand it over and spare your lives." Another monk also shouted arrogantly.
Gu Qingxi and the others still held the dishes and did not put them down. Gu Qingxi also looked at the sweet and sour fish scattered on the ground sadly.
She only took two bites of this sweet and sour fish.
