Picking up a fine steel rod and pulling Zhang Mufeng, Jiang Yuan and others took turns beating Ling Yi for two days, and finally released his inner restlessness on these gentlemen.
In the past few years, in Lingyi, I either actively or passively competed with people on various weapons and combat skills. Whether it was a soul master with a weapon soul or a soul master with a beast soul in the Hanfeng Camp, there were many people who competed with each other on a certain weapon.
Great progress has been made in terms of use.
After two days, Zhang Mufeng's stick skills were only one step away from mastering them, and Jiang Yuan's marksmanship became even more skillful as he mastered them.
Compared with sharp knives, guns, and axes, wielding a fine steel rod weighing more than 70 kilograms gives the whole person a more enjoyable feeling of fighting against heaven and earth.
Perhaps because of some kind of mental compatibility, Ling Yi's original stick technique, which he used to be extremely proficient, vaguely felt like it was on a higher level.
However, Ling Yi did not deliberately focus on the stick technique, and just let nature take its course. The most important thing now was to start absorbing the second soul ring after spending two days to calm down his mind and consolidate his soul power. Yes, not hunting, but absorbing.
This is a scene that almost everyone in Douluo Continent today cannot imagine.
Except, some transformed soul beasts.
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Kitchen Camp, in chef Li Zhishu’s private kitchen.
Li Zhishu, 23 years old, martial soul "Baguette", level 33 food soul master, manager of the kitchen camp of Hanfeng Camp.
At this time, Li Zhishu, who was several times thinner than a year ago, with faint muscle outlines appearing on his round body, stood aside eagerly, looking at Ling Yi who was busy in front of his own exclusive stove.
Watching Ling Yi skillfully chop chicken, duck, goose, pork belly, ribs, and elbows into palm-sized pieces, and put them into a huge casserole along with winter bamboo shoots and turtle meat.
Then, he grabbed three large, bulging gauze bags and put them into the casserole.
Add water, add onion, ginger, garlic, soy sauce, bring to a boil over high heat, skim off the foam, add salt, a small amount of shochu, turn high heat to low, and start simmering.
Even with the lid closed, the aroma of meat mixed with the smell of herbs could not stop coming out of the casserole. Smelling this weird aroma, Li Zhishu saw that Ling Yi had finally finished his work and strode forward.
A pair of round eyes kept looking at the oversized casserole, and asked: "Ayi, what kind of medicine are you boiling in this pot?"
"Let me take a look. The "White Feather Chicken" you caught in the "Frost Forest" and the century-old "White-haired Iron-backed Pig" were brought back by Qingqiu Xin from his hometown. At least he raised them for three years.
The five-year-old "Floating Duck", "Qingbo Goose", and the ten-year-old "Venus Spotted Turtle"...
Tsk, tsk, tsk~ These are all good things, why did you just stew them in one pot? You also added so many herbs with a bitter and weird taste, it’s a waste, it’s such a waste——!"
Li Zhishu shook his head as he spoke, looking full of regret.
Ling Yi stared at the huge casserole on the stove. His mental power had been mobilized, and he was always paying attention to the changes in the various materials in the pot. He said calmly: "I accidentally learned a recipe, and after eating it, I greatly replenished my vitality——" p>
"To replenish vitality?" Li Zhishu was startled, looking at Ling Yi's side face with some confusion, and said: "But, whether it is a "white-feathered chicken", a century-old "white-haired iron-backed pig", or a "floating duck",
"Qingbo Goose" and "Venus Spotted Turtle", cooked and eaten separately, are also good things to replenish vitality——"
"Would it be counterproductive if you just stew them together like this?"
Hearing Li Zhishu's question, Ling Yi turned around, patted the other person's generous shoulder, and said: "Don't worry, Lao Li, you know my character. When do I do something I'm not sure about?"
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"Before, I stewed it dozens of times in my tent, using a small casserole and some ordinary ingredients. This time, the ingredients were just more valuable and the effect was stronger——" p>
"That's it~" Li Zhishu nodded after hearing this. Since he met Ling Yi, he has never done anything reckless or out of place.
Ling Yi said again: "Don't worry, Lao Li, I know it~"
After saying that, Ling Yi added in his mind: "Besides, aren't you keeping an eye on this with your mental power? If there is any situation, you can also use your soul power to intervene, so as not to ruin a pot worth at least 800 yuan."
The raw materials of gold soul coins——'
According to normal logic, at this time, Ling Yi should find a quiet and safe place to start absorbing his second soul ring.
But obviously, Ling Yi came to Li Zhishu's place to study the recipe.
Time passed by, and after more than three hours, the mental force sensed the various bones, meat and other raw materials that were difficult to stew in the huge casserole. The shape became loose, and the aroma that diffused from the gap in the lid also became
When it's rich and familiar, you immediately feel refreshed.
Open the lid, use an extended wooden spoon to take out the three discolored gauze bags, and open them separately to reveal the materials originally wrapped inside.
One of them is sliced "forest ginseng" with peanuts, jujubes, the other two are, one is pepper, star anise and other aniseed ingredients, the other is a pile of things that made Li Zhishu next to him look confused, bacteria.
Tubers, dry grass leaves, dry bark, etc.
Ignoring Li Zhishu's blank look, Ling Yi put the "forest ginseng", peanuts, and jujubes back into the casserole and stirred them evenly. She grabbed the green onions and ginger that had been prepared and threw them into the pot.
, then took a long-handled wooden spoon to scoop out a spoonful of thick soup, took a sip, and nodded with satisfaction.
"No... no, Ayi, what on earth are you cooking?" Li Zhishu couldn't help it anymore. He leaned over to the casserole and looked at the thick soup exuding white mist in the casserole. He looked at it and squinted his eyes again.
Ling Yi, who was thinking about something, asked: "Medicine or not, vegetable or vegetable, it smells strange-"
"Also~" Li Zhishu stretched out his big fleshy hand and picked up a lumpy substance with one primary color and one white. From his perspective, it seemed to be some kind of fungus: "What are these? Are they also a kind of herbal medicine?
?"
Ling Yi looked up and replied: "That's Poria cocos, a fungus I dug under some century-old pine trees in the Frost Forest..."
As he spoke, he looked at the pile of entangled roots and leaves and introduced them one by one: "This is called "Atractylodes", this is "Licorice", "Chuanxiong", "Angelica", "White Peony Root", "
Thanks to the young lady who studied in a certain East in his previous life, he gained seven or eight pounds by cooking Huaiyang cuisine, and also learned the specialized skill of making "Shiquan Dabu Soup".
This is also the one that Ling Yi misses the most...
While speaking, without delaying the movement of her hands, Ling Yi quickly divided a pot of "Shiquan Dabu Soup" into five portions, one large, four small and five.
He picked up the large casserole with half a pot left and said to Li Zhishu: "Old Li, for the remaining four portions, please inform A Feng, A Xin and the three of them to come and eat~
Remember, after eating, immediately practice the "Beast Martial Soul: Xingyi Fist" I taught you, otherwise you will waste so many good things here——"
After saying that, he quickly walked out of the small kitchen with a big casserole in his hand and walked towards the military medical camp.
"Hey -" Li Zhishu looked at Ling Yi's back without looking back, and at the impatient steps, without saying anything, he followed out the door and asked his apprentice Snow to go to the military industrial camp to inform Zhang Mufeng and