After being tortured by Qise Dao for so long, when I returned to Feixia Tower, the sky was filled with red clouds.
No one had eaten at noon, and everyone was hungry. Gongliang was about to start cooking. Suddenly he remembered the newly harvested seven-color rice, and planned to take it out to try it out to see how it tastes and how effective it is? Just
Gongliang took out the huge ears of rice and looked at the rice grains on them, which were no different than table tennis balls. He felt embarrassed.
If it is smaller, you can use a rice mill to remove the husks, but the rice mill may not be able to grind such large rice, so what should I do?
Migu said he could poke it with a spear, Yuangun thought he could bite it with his teeth, and Chicken said he could peck it with his beak and claws.
There's nothing Duoji can do. He's so big that if he steps on it, the seven-color rice will turn into powder.
As for the three sisters of the Yan family, there is nothing they can do.
Gong Liang looked at the huge grains and felt that this thing could be steamed, cooked or fried and eaten as a snack. By the way, it could be made into popcorn, which would definitely taste good. For a moment, he felt that he was really a genius.
How could he come up with such a good idea.
The more he thought about it, the more reliable his idea became. The seven-color rice had just been harvested and contained a lot of moisture. It was not too dry and was just right for frying.
After thinking about it, he called over Migu, Yuanyuan, Xiaoxiangxiang, Xiaoji and the three sisters of the Yan family. Since there was no way to grind the rice, he could only rely on human power to tear the rice husk apart.
Gongliang took out several huge ears of rice, pulled down the grains on them, and asked everyone to help remove the rice husks.
Rice husk is hard and not easy to tear.
Mi Gu took out her little spear and poked at the grains as big as ping pong balls. The seven-color rice was round and rolling around. She poked here, and the grains rolled over there; she poked there, and the grains rolled over.
It rolled here and there, and it was so difficult to poke that the little guy poked for a long time without even breaking the shell of a seven-colored rice.
The little guy poked for a long time, but when he saw that it still didn't pierce, he immediately became angry. He took out the puppy leg and chopped it up, dividing the seven-color rice into two halves.
Now the rice grains inside can be taken out, but how can it be fried?
Mi Gu also knew that he had made a mistake. He pouted his little mouth and quietly put away the rice grains without poking them. He sat next to Dad and watched Dad tear off the rice husks.
The rice grains the size of ping-pong balls were either big or small. Gongliang grabbed them in his hands and tore them apart with force, which was quite fast.
Yuan Gungun took the seven-color rice and wanted to tear it apart like Gongliang did, but after tearing for a long time, he still couldn't tear it into pieces. He simply put it in his mouth, bit open the skin, and then took it out to peel. Xiao Xiangxiang was the same. The chicken was the best.
It was so powerful that with a sharp movement of its sharp beak, the seven-colored rice husk placed in front of it was cut open, and then its sharp claws tore open the outer hard shell and took it out.
Each grain of seven-color rice has a color, each one is extremely bright, dense and radiant, as clear as crystal amber.
The three sisters of the Yan family did not have the courage to be honest, so they could only learn to use their mouths to bite open the hard rice husks and then peel them off.
Migu watched for a while, learned the skill, then picked up a seven-color rice and put it in his mouth, bit open the rice husk, and peeled out the seven-color rice. Looking at the round, red rice grains in his hands, the little guy laughed happily.
The one-horned fairy Jiaojiao who had been staying next to Mi Gu also wanted to step forward to help his master, but was kicked away by the little guy.
Bedbugs are dirty, how can they touch Qisegugu? If you eat them, you will have diarrhea.
There was strength in numbers, and within a short while, everyone had peeled a pile of seven-color rice. Seeing that it was almost done, Gongliang let everyone continue peeling the rice, while he took out the stove, lit the firewood, and prepared to pop the popcorn.
"No need to peel it off, you can go play!"
Gongliang collected the rice husks, took away the barrel filled with seven-color rice, and waved to Migu and the others.
If it had been in the past, Yuan Gungun would have gone to bed immediately, but now that it was time to eat, how could he possibly leave because he knew that he was being ethical and had to prepare something to eat?
The three sisters Yan Jingshu were also curious about what the young master was doing with the seven-color rice, so they stayed by the side.
Naturally, the little follower Migu was even less likely to leave. He kept flapping his wings and followed Dad and watched.
Gongliang washed the seven-color rice, wiped off the water, heated the pot, poured the seven-color rice in, and covered the pot with the lid. The fire in the pot would be concentrated on the bottom of the pot, so he lifted the steel pot and shook it continuously to let the seven-color rice inside
The rice is heated evenly. The sharply rising temperature causes the seven-color rice inside to rapidly expand and explode, hitting the pot lid and making a "bang bang" sound.
If you can see through it, you can see the seven-colored rice grains, like enchanting elves, suddenly jumping up from the bottom of the pot, hitting the pot lid, and turning into beautiful little flowers and falling into the pot.
Mi Gu, Yuan Gungun, Xiao Xiangxiang, Xiao Ji, and the three sisters from the Yan family were all curious about what Gongliang was cooking and why there was a lot of noise inside, so they all came forward to take a look.
Yuan Gungun walked to the pot, stuck out his big plush panda head and looked into the pot. But the lid of the pot was tightly closed, so how could he see anything going on inside.
"Bang"
Gongliang suddenly shouted loudly in its ear.
Yuan Gungun was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. When he saw that it was him, he said angrily: "Gongliang, how dare you scare me? You are finished. I will bite you to death." After that, he opened his big mouth and started to bite you.
Gongliang pounced, and Xiao Xiangxiang quickly jumped to the side.
Gongliang said quickly: "I'm cooking something delicious. If you make a fuss, there won't be anything to eat later."
The round body that was about to pounce suddenly stopped, and after thinking about it, it was better to eat first, and we would talk about killing the good man later.
"Then I'll bite you to death after I'm full. Let's see if you still dare to scare me."
"Know."
Gongliang rolled his eyes and responded lazily, choosing to ignore its threat.
After a while, when there was no movement in the pot, he opened the lid. He saw that the round grains of rice in various colors had turned into bright, dazzling and extremely beautiful flowers.
Gongliang was not busy taking things out of the pot, but took out a bunch of honey and sprinkled it on it, shoveled it evenly, and then poured it into the big wooden bucket. The seven-color rice popcorn was done.
As the cook and the head of the family, he has the priority to taste the food.
Gongliang reached out from the big wooden bucket, grabbed a piece of seven-color rice that expanded to the size of a tennis ball, and bit it. With a "click", the crispy seven-color rice popcorn entered his mouth with the sweetness of honey, and turned into a surging essence that fell into his stomach.
, lingering in the body.
Perhaps because this essence is too pure, the fruit space has not absorbed it.
After these essences circle the body for a few times, they dissipate.
But just for a moment, Gongliang discovered that his exhausted body, which was injured due to practicing Taichu Divine Thunder, had recovered a little bit.
He also discovered that the seven-color rice not only contained the effect of nourishing and strengthening the five internal organs like the five-color rice, but also contained a spiritual essence of plants and trees. No wonder it could restore his body. This spiritual essence of plants and trees was the best way to treat injuries and restore vitality to the body.
thing.
However, now is not the time to think about this.
Because the popcorn fried from Qisei Rice is so delicious. After the Qisei Rice is fried with natural sweetness, it brings out a wonderful fragrance, and after being topped with the special honey of Space Bee,
The taste is so amazing that you can't stop eating it and want to eat it again and again.
So, after eating one, Gongliang grabbed another seven-color rice popcorn and started eating it "click-click-click".
Mi Gu, the others, and the three sisters from the Yan family saw the look of enjoyment on his face and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
"Papa, is it delicious?"
Mi Gu even flapped her wings and flew in front of Dad and asked. Her pink and tender face almost touched the seven-color rice popcorn in Dad's hand.
"tasty."
Gongliang nodded, threw the last bit of seven-color rice popcorn into his mouth, and then said: "Take out the basin you eat in, and I will share it with you. There is not much popcorn now, you eat less, and you will make more in the future.
You can eat whatever you want."
After hearing Gongliang's words, Migu and the others hurriedly took out their food bowls and lined them up neatly beside the barrel.
Gong Liang took out a big spoon from the space, scooped up large seven-color rice popcorns one after another and placed them in their pots. Even though they were piled sharply, there were not many at all.
In order to let everyone have a taste of the seven-color rice popcorn, after serving them, he packed some for the three sisters of the Yan family, including Duoji, Kuilong, and the Unicorn Fairy Jiaojiao.
Migu and the others had never eaten anything like this before, and they all ate with their eyes wide open.
After Yuan Gunwan finished eating, he began to doubt his life. Why did he feel like he had never eaten before after eating so much, and his stomach was not full at all?
This thing is puffed food, the most you can taste is just a taste, how can you possibly be full.
Gongliang didn't care whether they were full or not. Anyway, there were only so many, and they would be gone after eating. He also ate a little and saved a little. Then he took out the moon bear, dragon python and red scorpion that he had just left to cook.
In the evening, he hosted a banquet for Mr. Gongjia, Mr. Chengyuan, Mr. Ji and a group of deserters on the edge of the cliff outside the valley, to thank them for their hard work during his absence in the valley.
A delicious meal made everyone extremely happy, and their recognition of the valley increased a lot.