When Jiang Xingchen saw the snow pheasant, he finally felt confident, but it was really hard for him to imagine that this pheasant-like thing was actually some kind of monster, and it was even rarer than a behemoth like a sword-backed pig.
"If you want to prevent the energy from escaping, it's best to be a beggar's chicken!" Although Jiang Xingchen is not sure about controlling the heat, sealing the snow pheasant with clay and lotus leaves will definitely prevent the loss of energy. Of course.
There are no lotus leaves here, and he has never made beggar's chicken, but these are not problems. The lotus leaves can be replaced by something else. The way beggar's chicken was cooked, my ears sounded cocooned in the last life.
Next, the people in the Bauhinia Mercenary Group were confused. The second brother looked at Jiang Xingchen blankly and asked: "Do you need clay for cooking? Isn't it used for making pottery? In addition, you asked us to find various large
What are some leaves used for..."
Jiang Xingchen smiled faintly and said in a sophisticated manner: "No need to ask any more questions, I'll let you find your own reason!"
The second brother bared his teeth, but when he saw Mo Hongxian staring at him, he quickly shrunk his neck and led more than ten people away like wind...
When Jiang Xingchen was making it, a group of people watched, and the puzzled expressions on their faces never stopped.
"Why do you mix clay with wine? Why build another stove in the yard? Why do you need to cut pork when making snow pheasants?"
Although there are no mushrooms, cloves, etc., we can only make do with it. Since it is a monster, the meat quality must be better than the sword-spine pork back, so it doesn't matter if there is less seasoning.
Jiang Xingchen muttered while taking action. It took nearly a month just to prepare the accessories.
After the processed snow pheasants were marinated with wine, soy sauce, salt and other seasonings, everyone understood what Jiang Xingchen was going to do.
The picked leaf is called Lu Wu, which is about the same size as a lotus leaf and has a fresh smell. Use it to wrap the snow pheasant with the ingredients and secure it with a rope, and then Jiang Xingchen starts to apply mud.
The thickness of the mud was important, and Jiang Xingchen was not sure about it at first, but now that his wrist flexibility has greatly improved, this is not a problem for him.
The mud-smeared snow pheasants looked like four big mud balls. Mo Hongxian and the others looked at each other with the same question in their minds: "Is this thing really edible?"
Mo Hongxian wanted to ask, but Wanrou pulled her gently and blocked her words.
With everyone looking at him suspiciously, Jiang Xingchen lit the fire and burned it in a small stove in the courtyard. Every time the mud layer dried out, he would re-seal it with mud.
When the time is almost up, I bake it over a low fire, and finally bake it over a low fire for nearly a month and a half before it's done.
"Huh~" When Jiang Xingchen told everyone that it was done, everyone let out a long breath. It actually took a whole afternoon to make this snow pheasant. Mo Hongxian had been exhausted for a long time.
Accompanied by Wanrou, she went back to the house to rest and take medicine.
In the room, everyone gathered around the table. When the mud seal was opened, a fragrant fragrance instantly filled the air.
This aroma is different from the smell of meat. It seems to have a hint of agility, which can shock the spirits of anyone who smells it.
The happiest thing is Jiang Xingchen. The cup of cloud he drank at Furongzhai yesterday also had such a lively aura. It goes without saying that it was full of vitality.
"Vitality! As expected, it has not dissipated!" Mo Hongxian was extremely surprised. Everyone knew that the vitality in the flesh of monster beasts would evaporate when heated for a long time. When he saw Jiang Xingchen firing for such a long time, he was certainly full of doubts, but because
The other party had just treated him, and he personally invited him, so he didn't bring it up.
But now, at the moment when the mud seal was opened, all the doubts in her heart disappeared, and she could clearly feel the vitality.
"Thankfully Wanrou stopped me, otherwise..." At this moment, she felt a little guilty and embarrassed for her suspicion of Jiang Xingchen.
The second brother and the others were sniffling non-stop, staring at those mud eggs, their eyes turned blue, and they wished they could stretch out two hands from them.
"There are only five in total. Wanrou, I, and Jiang Ling each have one. You two will be divided! That's it!" Mo Hongxian waved his hand and drove the second brother and the others out of the room.
"Give me one!" Jiang Xingchen was a little flattered and thought he heard wrongly! But when he looked at Mo Hongxian, he saw the other person nodded towards him, and then entered the inner room with Wanrou.
"I wonder how far this snow pheasant can develop the sensitive array!" Jiang Xingchen was so happy that he tore off a piece of snow-white meat and put it in his mouth.
"Hmm~" Jiang Xingchen couldn't help but let out a snort of enjoyment. The fragrance seemed to explode the taste buds in his mouth and immediately spread throughout his body, making him want to swallow it all with his tongue.
One bite after another, and before I knew it, half of the snow pheasant had entered my stomach.
"Squeak!" The door opened slightly, and the second brother poked his head in, calling in a low voice: "Brother Jiangling~"
"Hiss!" Jiang Xingchen shuddered suddenly, and the second brother yelled in a funny voice, giving him goosebumps.
"Do you want me to share your snow pheasant?" Jiang Xingchen rubbed his arms, turned around and asked with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The second brother nodded repeatedly: "There are so many of us and we only have two. It's not enough to eat. Look... Oops!"
As the second brother was talking, a water cup flew out from the room and exploded on his head. The second brother suddenly screamed and shrank back from the door.
"Haha! Second brother, it's not that I won't give it to you, it's that you don't have this chance!" Jiang Xingchen smiled, turned around and continued eating...
As the sky grew dark, Jiang Xingchen stood up and said goodbye under the sad eyes of his second brother and the others, and left the Bauhinia Mercenary Group with a smile. Not far outside the gate, the carriage arranged by Sun Sanqiang was already waiting there.
"I always feel bad about being favored by others... I'll give him a recipe for food later!" Jiang Xingchen thought to himself, stepped forward to say hello to the two gangsters, and got directly into the carriage.
The sky finally became extremely gloomy, and scattered snowflakes began to fall. After a while, it turned into a sky full of goose feathers.
The carriage rumbled forward, Jiang Xingchen swayed in the carriage, his right hand gently covering his upper abdomen, where were the two snow pheasant thighs he left for Meier, which were still warm.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the vision was a little blurry. The two gangsters had to slow down the carriage.
At this time, Jiang Xingchen had already begun to breathe in a strange way, and heat flowed from everywhere in his body to his mind.
"Buzz buzz~" There was a buzzing in my ears, and the sensitive array that had spread to my neck continued to slowly develop downwards.
"Shoulders, arms, chest..." A snow pheasant contains much more vitality than a cloud leaf, pushing the formation forward, and soon it has crossed the chest and reached the abdomen.
At this time, it had not stopped yet. Jiang Xingchen felt that there was still a lot of heat flow, so he continued to breathe. However, by this time, the expansion of the formation had slowed down, and it was becoming slower and slower.
Finally, when the formation spread to his thighs, he felt that the heat flow had already reached its roots. He exhaled softly and stopped. If he continued, the effect would not be great, and he would definitely be hungry again.
"Master Jiang, we're home!" As soon as he stopped, the voices of two gangsters came to his ears.
"We're home! Has it been so long?" Feeling the carriage stop, Jiang Xingchen exhaled slowly, his breathing returned to normal, he said thank you to the two gangsters, got up and got out of the carriage.
After opening the courtyard door, Jiang Xingchen looked up at the room and found that it was completely dark and the oil lamp was not lit.
"This girl, if I let her stay in bed, she won't really sleep all day!" Jiang Xingchen laughed and touched the injured snow pheasant leg: "It's okay if you haven't eaten dinner, just in time to taste the monster's food
tasty!"
Striding to the door, Jiang Xingchen shook off the snowflakes on his body and stretched out his hand to open the door.
"Hmm!" The moment he entered the room, Jiang Xingchen frowned suddenly. The room was extremely cold and cold, similar to the outside. Looking at the charcoal brazier, there were no embers inside.
"This girl, doesn't she know how to add charcoal?" Jiang Xingchen frowned and quickly lit the oil lamp. At this time, he discovered that the charcoal prepared for the little girl was not used. Even the big cake and meat were not touched, only water.
A little less.
"What's going on?" Jiang Xingchen's heart suddenly tightened, and he turned around and looked at the bed. He saw two quilts stacked on top of each other, forming a bulge.
"Mei'er!" Jiang Xingchen walked to the bed in two steps, stretched out his hand to lift a corner of the quilt, and saw the little girl curled up into a ball, trembling slightly.
"Are you okay this morning?" Jiang Xingchen reached out his hand and gently placed it on Mei'er's forehead. It actually felt a little hot. He could even feel that the little girl's breath was extremely hot.
Wrapping the little girl tightly with a quilt, Jiang Xingchen picked her up with the quilt and others. Under the light, it could be seen that Meier's cheeks were as red as fire, her mouth was tightly closed, and there were gaps in her eyes, but
There is no reaction to the outside world at all.
This time, Jiang Xingchen was really scared. The little girl was already so burned that she lost her mind.
Without any hesitation, Jiang Xingchen rushed out of the room with the little girl in his arms. He had to see a doctor quickly.
On the narrow dirt road, two gangsters were driving a carriage before they could get far when they heard loud calls from behind.
"It's Master Jiang! Stop it quickly!" One of the gangsters had sharp ears, and he immediately recognized Jiang Xingchen's voice.
After reining in the reins, the two gangsters also became nervous. Coming out in the wind and snow so late, something must be wrong. The two looked at each other, and one of the gangsters jumped off the carriage and walked towards Jiang Xingchen.
Soon, Jiang Xingchen caught up with the carriage. Before the gangster could speak, he anxiously spoke loudly: "Quick! Take me to the nearest pharmacy!"
"Okay!" When the gangster saw Mei'er in Jiang Xingchen's arms, he immediately understood. He took two quick steps to open the car door, helped Jiang Xingchen into the car, then jumped to the shaft of the car and said loudly: "Quick, the pharmacy in the market, Jiang
Young Master’s sister is sick!”
As soon as the words fell, the two men shook the reins at the same time, and with a snap, the carriage sped away.