Chapter 90 The Second Spirit-eating Explosion 5/11
Chapter 90 The Second Food Spirit! (Please subscribe! Update 511)
"The meat needs to be cooked for half an hour."
Qin Lang kneaded the egg treasure and started to process other ingredients while the meat was cooking in the pot.
Crush the green garlic with the blade of a knife and cut it into sections with a diagonal knife. Cut the chili millet into two halves and set aside.
After processing the ingredients, Qin Lang leaned against the table, holding his chin with one hand and quietly watching the steam that occasionally came out of the pot, smelling the slightest hint of meaty aroma that came out along with the steam.
"This scene is so familiar."
He suddenly smiled with emotion, as if he had gone back to a long, long time ago.
At that time, he held his chin in the same way, waiting for the meat in the pot to be cooked.
At this moment, Qin Lang suddenly wanted to find someone to talk to.
Fortunately, he has a baby egg.
"When I grew up, I became a chef."
"I go home less often."
Is it because after cooking in the pot, you remove the slices and then return them to the pot for stir-frying?
"She said she knows how to cook meat again, why don't I know how to go home?"
"I still remember…"
It also wants to know what the relationship between this dish called twice-cooked pork and the abstract theme of "home" is.
“Only the twice-cooked pork she makes is particularly delicious.”
"But this Doubanjiang is not what they taught me."
It felt the depressed mood of its Yuling Chef at the moment, and could only nuzzle next to him to express its comfort.
On the top of its head are slender ears like red and green peppers, and a pair of big eyes that are also red and green.
Qin Lang looked past the boiler, fixedly looking at the bottle of bean paste on the other side of the table, and then started talking.
"As long as I did something worthy of praise when I was young, my mother's reward would be to make a big plate of twice-cooked pork." Qin Lang smiled, "With half a catty of meat, I could finish it all by myself with rice."
As soon as he put down the spatula in his hand, the plated twice-cooked pork suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.
The light was soft and subtle, covering his whole body as if he were covered with a gauze of light, and the brightest point of the gauze was the Tianxuan star vein that had just opened up between Qin Lang's eyebrows.
His voice deepened.
Finally, Qin Lang put the twice-cooked pork, which had been stir-fried with rice vinegar until fragrant, onto the plate.
However, Qin Lang tried to cook many times last night with full concentration, and because of the recent memories, his mood fluctuated greatly, and his mental state was not stable.
Heat oil in a pan, Qin Lang adds the sliced pork belly, stir-fries with a few peppercorns, and opens his mouth a little abruptly.
Gradually, as the cooking came to an end, light slowly appeared around Qin Lang.
Dan Bao on the side watched this scene with wide eyes.
"Later I found out that she was diagnosed with a serious illness at that time."
Could it be that a food spirit is about to be born?
Dan Bao looked at the pork belly in the pot that gradually turned brown as it was stir-fried, bursting out with a rich meaty aroma, and couldn't help but swallowed.
There is a floating transparent bubble above the head of the food spirit. In the bubble, there is a group of light green light that converges into the shape of a small pepper.
Before he could come to his senses, the power that came from the twice-cooked pork suddenly accelerated.
"Every time I go home, my mother will make me a big plate of twice-cooked pork, just like she did when I was a kid."
"After I got home, my mother made me a plate of twice-cooked pork. She watched me eat it while scolding me. She said..."
Qin Lang was completely unaware of all this.
Dan Bao couldn't help but have a sad look on his little face.
"Once, I didn't go home for more than two years, and I kept wandering around in other places."
Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he felt the familiar feeling of power draining away, and his face changed slightly.
Time passed by minute by minute, and half an hour passed quickly.
"Gulu!"
It was a brown, round food spirit with a meatball-like tail behind it.
The birth of food spirit?
It wanted to remind Qin Lang, but it was afraid that if it guessed wrong, it would interfere with Qin Lang's cooking, or if it guessed correctly, it would affect the birth of a new companion, so it could only watch nervously.
It cheered and jumped towards the twice-cooked pork, but hit an invisible wall.
"Dan Bao, do you know why twice-cooked pork is called twice-cooked pork?"
"This is the recipe my mother taught me. It tastes different from the bean paste made by other companies."
"On the road to learning how to cook, I have consulted many seniors with superb cooking skills and high moral standards."
Speaking of this, Qin Lang paused for a moment.
Qin Lang used a free hand to rub Danbao, indicating that he was fine.
It thought for a moment, and soon its little eyes lit up.
In the end, he only had time to see a ball of light rising from the twice-cooked pork and gradually gathering into a shape. The next moment, his vision went dark and he fainted again.
Twice-cooked pork, out of the pot!
"Because when I was a kid, this was my mother's favorite dish."
Qin Lang's words stopped abruptly as the kitchen alarm clock rang.
Dan Bao exclaimed and quickly used the waves of thought to hold Qin Lang's fallen body and let him lie flat on the ground.
These familiar steps gave him the illusion that he was not in the competitive standard kitchen of the Municipal Cooking Competition Ranking Competition in the Dongxia Arena of the Food Spirit World, but in the familiar kitchen at home on Earth.
Stir-fry the pork belly until the flavor is thoroughly absorbed inside, add cooking wine and a spoonful of sugar and millet chili.
"Yes, that's it." Qin Lang nodded, added the bean paste, ginger slices and tempeh to the pot after frying the fat from the pork belly, and spoke softly while continuing to stir-fry.
"Gulu..."
After the meat has cooled, cut it into coin-thick slices.
at this time?!
After confirming that his Yuling Chef was only out of power due to the gathering of food spirits, Dan Bao breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the existence that was gradually gathering in the air.
He quickly stepped forward and opened the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma of meat hit his face. He took out the large pieces of pork belly that had been thoroughly cooked and appeared gray-white in color.
After frying until fragrant, add the chopped green garlic and stir-fry until raw. A little rice vinegar is added from the side of the pot.
Qin Lang rambled on about bits and pieces in his memory, while Dan Bao obediently came closer and listened quietly.
"Do you know why I chose twice-cooked pork for this theme?" Qin Lang said softly.
"My mother is not a chef, and her cooking skills are average."
That was its origin delicacy. At this moment, when it was just born and felt unprecedentedly hungry, it had only one thought.
this…
After pouring out the suppressed emotions in his heart, Qin Lang stopped talking and continued his cooking work in silence.
"In order to improve my cooking skills, I travel to various places to visit famous chefs and exchange cooking skills."
"It's just that when I knew it, it was already too late."
That’s a hearty meal!
"Chakaba!"
"Gulu gulu lulu~"
The second food spirit sharpened its sharp little tiger teeth and immediately looked at the twice-cooked pork on the table.
After opening the second star vein, the Yuling Chef's physical quality has been fed back and nourished by the spiritual power. Normally, he will not fall into a coma like the first food spirit gathered together.
Dan Bao shook his head, with a look of confusion and curiosity on his face.