But they did not leave. Instead, they gathered around the silver dragon's corpse, each with a tragic expression, as if they wanted to live and die with the silver dragon's corpse.
However, they surrounded them, and it didn't affect Wang Wang's work here.
Under Ye Qingyun's superb command, a huge dragon claw was finally removed.
The dragon claw was very big and heavy, so it was a bit difficult to throw the whole thing into the big iron pot.
Just when everyone in the Wangwang Sect was at a loss and didn't know what to do next.
Ye Qingyun was finally ready to take action.
Apart from fighting, what Ye Qingyun is best at is cooking.
Even compared to fighting, showing off his cooking skills is Ye Qingyun's real hobby.
A true master will never let the quality of ingredients affect his skills.
This is the case for Ye Qingyun.
From delicacies from the mountains and sea to home-cooked side dishes.
Ye Qingyun has experienced countless years of nurturing and baptism, and has already perfected his cooking skills.
It can be said that it is readily available!
Ye Qingyun took it upon himself to divide the huge dragon claw into hundreds of pieces, cleaned them and threw them into the big iron pot.
Then pour the water into the large iron pot to cover the dragon claws inside.
"Make a fire."
Ye Qingyun gave the order, and the prepared white gouzheng was immediately lit under the big iron pot.
Suddenly the flames burst into flames.
Under Bai Gou Sheng's urging, the fire became very strong, and within a short time the iron pot was boiling.
Waves of mist came out, making a gurgling sound.
It was boiling for half an hour.
Ye Qingyun put out the fire, poured out all the water inside, and washed the dragon's claws again.
It makes everyone look a little confused.
"Sir, why did you pour the water?"
Bai GouSheng asked curiously.
"This is called blanching."
Ye Qingyun put the dragon claw back into the big iron pot and said.
"Boiled water?"
"The blood foam in the dragon's claws is boiled out first, so that the stewed soup will not have a fishy smell and will be cleaner."
"I see!"
Bai Gou Sheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, thinking that he was indeed a man destined by the dog god, and he had such experience in cooking dragon meat.
It's really admirable.
After blanching, the dragon claws obviously do not look so ferocious.
It also exudes a meaty aroma that is not very strong.
"Put some of these seasonings, add some of your mountain delicacies, and just stew it for two hours!"
"Remember, the fire can't be too big,
Once the water inside boils, immediately turn down the fire."
“Simmer over low heat!”
"Be sure to pay attention to the fire!"
"Remember?"
Ye Qingyun gave some instructions to Bai Gou Sheng, and Bai Gou Sheng nodded repeatedly, looking very serious.
Seeing the white dog squatting naked next to the iron pot, Ye Qingyun walked to the side with relief, found a suitable stone, and lay down on it leisurely.
After a stick of incense.
The water in the big iron pot began to boil. Bai Gou Sheng seemed to be distracted and didn't notice.
"Grandpa, the water is boiling!"
Fortunately, Bai Nian'er was also there and quickly reminded him.
Only then did Bai Gou Sheng react and quickly reduced the fire to a low simmer.
soon.
A strong aroma wafted out from the iron pot.
This is a fragrance that is created by blending many seasonings and various mountain delicacies, perfectly matching the taste of dragon claws, and being cooked over high heat and simmered over low heat.
And it's just the beginning.
As it simmers for longer, the aroma will become richer and more mellow.
"smell good!"
"This is so delicious! I feel a little hungry!"
"Tsk tsk! Dragon meat is extraordinary!"
“I really don’t know what it will be like when it’s stewed!”
When everyone in Wangwangjiao smelled this fragrance, they all felt energetic and full of expectations.
Ye Qingyun also smelled it.
He didn't even need to get up to check. He could tell how stewed the dragon claws were by just smelling the aroma wafting from the pot.
Not far away, the members of the Tianlong God Sect who were still guarding the body of the silver dragon naturally smelled the aroma.
Originally they didn't want to smell it.
But they couldn't help but the smell couldn't stop rushing into their noses.
Click on the head!
Soon many people in the Tianlong God Sect could no longer stand it.
He started to swallow involuntarily.
"Pilmmaster, this smell is so delicious."
"Yes, helmsman, my stomach is growling."
"Damn it! Why does it smell so good?"
After hearing these words, Tie Hengjiang immediately glared at these people, his face full of hatred for iron.
"You are disciples of the God's Cult after all, but you are so worthless!"
"That is the body of Lord Dragon God, and you can actually shake it? You are simply worse than a beast!"
Before he finished speaking, Tie Hengjiang's stomach made a growling sound.
Even because he spoke too hastily, the noise from his mouth suddenly flowed out.
"Captain, why are you drooling?"
Chapter completed!