Chen Feng thought to himself, how could he know?
All he could do was make nonsense: "Old owner, don't blame me for hiding it, but my master doesn't want me to tell others his name."
The old owner said sheepishly: "Since your master has said it first, of course, little friend, you must obey your master's words. I am the one who asked more."
However, he already knew in his mind that this method was done by the cooking god Dong Wenhui. Even if Chen Feng was not his apprentice, he must be related to him.
"Uncle Chen Feng, I want to eat golden fried rice! You promised to cook it for me." Little Smelly ran to Chen Feng, sat on his lap and said coquettishly.
"Okay, I'll do it for you."
Keep your promises, especially to children.
"In this case, we will be in luck, Xiaoxue, you take Chen Xiaoyou to the kitchen." The old owner smiled.
"Okay grandpa."
Little Stinky shouted: "And that stone mushroom and snake soup!"
Chen Feng smiled and made an OK gesture.
The two came to the kitchen, where several people were busy.
"You guys stop for a moment. This is Mr. Chen Feng. He wants to cook two dishes himself. You can cooperate with him to finish them."
Perhaps out of gratitude, Xiaoxue changed her name to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng immediately entered the state, "Is there any mature rice that has not been harvested?"
"Yes, I'll get it for you right away." Xiaoxue was also a neat girl and immediately turned around and left the kitchen.
She came back five minutes later, holding a basket of freshly harvested rice.
Chen Feng cut off the rice ears, then removed the rice grains with skins by hand, put them in a basin, washed them and dried them.
Put a large iron pot on the fire, turn on low heat to preheat, and put the dried rice into the large iron pot.
Then he flipped his wrist quickly, and the grains of rice with skins in the iron pot kept flying in the big iron pot.
Chen Feng shook the spoon quickly and said, "Give me a cattail leaf fan."
A person quickly handed the cattail leaf fan to Chen Feng's right hand that was not shaking the spoon. Chen Feng began to fan the rice grains in a rhythmic manner. Under the baking of the iron pot and the fan of the cattail leaf fan, the skin of the rice began to grow. It fell off and flew out of the iron pot.
This operation is very awesome, and the picture is also very eye-catching, which makes everyone in the kitchen including Xiaoxue look in amazement.
Chen Feng finally stopped shaking the ladle. The rice in the iron pot had peeled off one by one. Only then did he start to add oil, and then started shaking the ladle again. The speed of the ladle was even faster, so fast that it made people feel nervous. Can't see his hands clearly.
Then grab a handful of salt and sprinkle it into the iron pot little by little.
"Finished!"
Chen Feng suddenly stopped operating, holding the iron pot and loading the rice into the plate.
Each piece of gold is translucent, and the fresh rice and the roasted aroma are integrated into one, fragrant and fragrant.
Xiaoxue was shocked. Is this the authentic golden fried rice?
There are no excessive seasonings or complicated steps, but the control of the heat and the handling of the ingredients. Every detail must be done to the extreme to achieve such a golden color.
"Wow! Mr. Chen, you are simply the god of cooking!" The people in the kitchen couldn't help but praise.
Chen Feng was noncommittal. He didn't dare to be the God of Cooking, but he knew that it was necessary to show off some tricks to scare some people.
"Miss Xiaoxue, serve it to little Stinky."
Xiaoxue immediately ordered one person, "Bring it up, I want to watch Mr. Chen Feng make stone mushroom and snake soup."
She finally knew about Chen Feng's cooking skills. How could she let go of this opportunity to learn? She didn't want to leave and miss every step.
Of course Chen Feng knew what she was thinking and said with a smile: "Actually, there is no special method for making stone mushroom and snake soup. What kind of snakes do you have here?"
Xiaoxue pointed to the cage in the corner of the kitchen, "There are at least five kinds of snakes in it, all of which are wild snakes in our Luoyue Mountain."
Chen Feng walked over and looked at the snakes in the cage in the back kitchen. He picked a snake and took it out?
One person curiously asked: "Mr. Chen, why did you choose a grouper snake? This snake is not very tasty and has a strong earthy smell."
Chen Feng said: "The meat of this snake is relatively tender. The earthy smell is due to the snake's blood. Just drain the snake's blood and it will be fine."
"How to release the snake's blood?" Xiaoxue asked.
"Do you use silver needles? Silver needles for acupuncture?"
"Yes." Xiaoxue immediately left the kitchen to get the silver needle. She came back soon, with a slight sweat on her forehead and shortness of breath.
This little girl is really eager to learn, and she is afraid that Chen Feng won't wait for her.
Chen Feng used ten silver needles and pierced the snake's seven inches and head respectively. After a while, the scarlet snake blood began to drip from the silver needles. After not a drop of blood flowed out, Chen Feng used a knife to Cut open the snake body, peel off the skin and clean out the internal organs, then pour a basin of 70 to 80 degree boiling water, and then add high-strength white wine.
The primary school student asked: "Mr. Chen, what are you doing?"
"Wash the snake."
"Although the snake's skin has been removed, there are still many parasites in the snake's body that need to be removed. It will also help the taste of the snake meat."
With so many details and attention to detail, Xiaoxue has now completely confirmed that Chen Feng is a master of cooking.
Chen Feng put the skinned and whitened snake in and washed it carefully before taking it out.
Use a knife to peel off the snake meat, peel it into small pieces of white meat, and then wash it in water.
"There is no research on the rest, just stew it with the stalagmites. It doesn't need to be too long, just half an hour over medium-low heat."
Half an hour later, Chen Feng opened the lid of the casserole, and a strong aroma came out, making everyone in the kitchen look intoxicated.
It smells so good, and it must taste even better.
It's a pity that they can't taste it, but they all watched the steps of Chen Feng's cooking just now, and thought that they would also follow this method, but they gave up immediately. Everything else was fine, but he really couldn't do this acupuncture and bloodletting!
Back in the hall, the old owner stood up and faced Chen Feng, "The two dishes you cooked are completely the most authentic ones that I can't make. I really admire them."
Chen Feng was no longer modest. Since they always said that his cooking skills were better than theirs, it might be true. At least he could cook these two dishes better than them.
"Miss Xiaoxue has also read the specific steps. In the future, you can try making it according to my method. It will probably taste better."
The old owner looked at Xiaoxue in surprise.
Xiaoxue nodded, "Yes, grandpa."
"Thank you, Mr. Chen. Come, let's have a drink and a meal."
The old owner of the village took Chen Feng to sit down and saw Li Yue and others eating golden fried rice and stone mushroom and snake soup. It was so delicious!
"Save some for me!" Little Smelly was unhappy, "Uncle Chen made this for me!"
The old village owner chuckled, "It hasn't been this lively for a long time. It's right to invite you here. If Xiaoyou Chen doesn't dislike it, I will come here to play again."
"Thank you, old owner, for the invitation. I will definitely come when I have time, but I just don't know the way." Chen Feng said with a smile.
"They will pick you up when the time comes."
Chen Feng nodded. He really wanted to come back. First, he could take Xiaomeng to play and relax. Secondly, he could explore the place and maybe find other herbs among the nine herbs he needed.
At night, when everyone was asleep, Chen Feng came to the big lake in the valley. He wanted to get into the water and practice that method again.
Jumping into the lake, he swam to the center of the lake again and sank to the bottom like a stone.
He began to practice according to the underwater breathing method, and sure enough, pure inner energy emerged in his Dantian. It was strange, where did this inner energy come from, and he was not breathing?
No matter, let’s try Chongmai first.
As the true energy in Dantian became more and more powerful, Chen Feng guided the true energy towards Du Pulse, one, two, three...
Although this underwater breathing and breath-holding method can lurk in the water for a long time, it is not forever. He still has to surface to take a breath every twenty minutes.
But the time is getting longer and longer.
Finally, Chen Feng felt that Qi could no longer be generated in his Dantian. What was going on?
Chen Feng emerged from the water again, and the sky was already slightly bright.
He climbed out of the lake and felt refreshed all over. Chen Feng used his pure Qi to flush seven or eight acupuncture points in succession under the water. Now he was only one step away from opening up the Du Vein. Unfortunately, the Qi quickly disappeared. Thought it was continued.
Of course, he is not too sorry. Kaiyan Taoist said that it is safer to proceed step by step.
Nowadays, we still need to continuously consolidate the acupoints on the meridians that have been opened. We must be fully prepared to attack the last hurdle of the Du Channel.
Back in front of the villa gate, Li Yue happened to be walking out, saw Chen Feng and said, "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
"Go out for some exercise and breathe in the fresh mountain air."
"Oh, find a quiet place and I have something to tell you."
"Just say it, where are you looking for a quiet place?"
"Are you afraid that I'll eat you?" Li Yue said angrily.
"Okay..." Chen Feng followed her outside the manor again, and Li Yue took out an ID card from her pocket, "It's done. Uncle Fu already sent it to me the night before I came to this mountain. Not for you."
"Fu Bo is really amazing."
Chen Feng picked up the ID card and looked at it. Sure enough, it was authentic. At least he couldn't tell the authenticity with the naked eye. The photo on it was also Chen Feng's face.
This one-inch photo was sent to Li Yue by Chen Feng via email a few days ago.
The name on the ID card is Ye Yun, male, thirty-five years old, almost the same as his real age, from the Baro ethnic group, Wangyue Village, Tianmai Mountain, Western Tibet Province...
"What ethnic group are the Balo people?" Chen Feng asked.
"An ethnic minority on the border of western Tibet." Li Yue said with a smile: "It is said that this ethnic group has a small population and the Chinese state has a preferential treatment policy. If you have another child in the future who becomes a Baro ethnic group, you can get 100 extra points in the college entrance examination. Moreover, there is a monthly subsidy of 2,000 yuan in the university. If you don’t find a job after graduation, Huaxia will also provide the allocation.”
so good? !
Chen Feng smiled bitterly. Living in three or four years would be a problem. How could he still marry and have children?
"My ID card is also from the Baro tribe." Li Yue smiled and took out her ID card.
Chen Feng took a look and found that he was indeed a member of the Balo tribe and was from the same village as her...
"What's your real name?"
"I'm going to tell you my name. I won't have any secrets from you. It's not fair. I don't know anything about your past."
Chen Feng spread his hands, "Didn't I tell you that I have lost my memory? I can't remember many things from the past."
