Five hundred and eighty-eighth chapter twelve yuanchen beast king feast
His spiritual sense penetrated the two storage rings, and Ning Chen began to sort out their harvest.
On Ning Chen's side, he killed eight late-stage Xuan-level ferocious beasts, including sea fish, crabs, turtles, scorpions, and a big tiger.
Shen Fei also had four late-stage Xuan-level ferocious beasts. What surprised Ning Chen the most was that there was also a flying ferocious beast.
"Great, we just need one with wings, so now we have everything together." Ning Chen laughed, cut off one wing of the flying ferocious beast, and selected the best pieces of meat for marinating. .
"Fish, beasts, poultry, reptiles, all four types are available. Today I will prepare you a feast for the twelve Yuan Chen beast kings!" Ning Chen laughed loudly.
In addition to the meat of ferocious beasts, he also has some mysterious high-grade spiritual plants in his storage ring. Anyway, it is still early for him to learn how to make alchemy, and there is an underwater world full of spiritual plants waiting for him, so Ning Chen doesn't mind using them. Some spiritual plants serve as side dishes for this beast king’s feast.
"Twelve Yuan Chen Beast King Banquet?" Shen Fei's eyes lit up. It sounded very high-end, and Ning Chen had never let him down. Now there are so many late-stage Xuan-level ingredients, and Ning Chen has moved again. Seriously, Shen Fei had a hunch that he was really in luck this time.
Ning Chen took out almost all the kitchen utensils he had prepared in Bilanzhou from the storage ring, including pots and pans, as well as several shelves of seasonings.
"Hiss!" Shen Fei took a breath of cold air. This was the first time he saw Ning Chen take out so many kitchen utensils at the same time. He had even never seen some of them before.
"I understand when you say that you usually practice and keep your cards close to your heart when fighting with others, but you are going too far if you even save a hand for cooking?" Shen Fei couldn't help but say.
Ning Chen laughed, "Some things are more complicated to use, so I'm just too lazy to use them on weekdays."
"For example, this, what is this used for?" Shen Fei asked, pointing to a large iron bucket-like kitchen utensil.
"The oven is used for roasting duck or suckling pig." Ning Chen replied.
"Roast duck or roast suckling pig, what is it? Is it delicious?" Shen Fei asked.
"A kind of food from my hometown." Ning Chen thought for a while and said, "As for whether it tastes good or not, they are all top-notch famous dishes."
"I want to eat!" Shen Fei nodded seriously.
"Don't worry, with such good ingredients and seasonings, I'll make you vomit after eating them." Ning Chen said casually while starting to process the ingredients quickly.
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It took more than half a day to cook this meal. Because the meat of the ferocious beasts is extremely tough, Ning Chen even used the Fierce Sky Fire. If those monks who had tried their best to find the Heaven and Earth Fire could see Ning Chen, I don’t know if I will faint from anger if I cook with blazing sky fire.
Seeing that Shen Fei had already swallowed a lot of saliva, Ning Chen began to arrange the dishes under his expectant eyes.
At the same time, he was also introducing these dishes, all of which he had given temporary names.
"Spread your wings in Furnace!" This is a bird roasted in a hanging furnace.
"Roaring thousands of miles of wind and smoke!" This is the smoky flying tiger leg.
"How can Jinlin be a thing in the pond?" This is fried hairtail.
"Wander the world!" This is the steaming tide crab.
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Seeing Shen Fei's shocked expression, Ning Chen finally served two main dishes.
"Two main dishes, the first one is called Xuanmo Dye Hongzhuang!" This is braised magic dragon.
"For the last dish, I used three kinds of high-grade mysterious spiritual plants as side dishes. It's called Yanyunruhai Three Color Soup!"
This is braised flying ring deer!
Twelve dishes and twelve methods are all the essence of Chinese cooking. In another world, there are internationally renowned existences. Each method can support a food culture, each with its own characteristics, and they are all said to be invincible. The special skills of the great foodie empire.
In such an open space in an ordinary forest, Ning Chen took out an Eight Immortals table and two Taishi chairs from the storage ring, and plates of dishes were placed on the table. The twelve dishes were delicious, delicious and delicious. , the aroma was strong, and Shen Fei was dumbfounded.
Ning Chen took out two jars of spiritual wine bought from Luoyuan City, filled it for himself and Shen Fei, also licked his lips, and said with some anticipation, "Come on, come on, taste it and see how my craftsmanship goes. ."
Of course, Ning Chen is not a professional chef, but he is familiar with three hundred Tang poems. He can recite poems even if he can't compose them. He lived and grew up in China, so he knows more or less cooking methods, not to mention the fact that he created the food in Bilanzhou. I bought kitchen utensils and read a lot of books about cooking after returning to Earth. As a Ning Yuan monk with spiritual consciousness and fierce heavenly fire, it is not too simple to master the conditions and heat of the ingredients, plus seasonings that are far beyond the Earth. Taste, so he automatically raised his culinary talents to a very high level.
"How about it?"
"It's delicious!" The first thing Shen Fei ate was the "duck" roasted in a hanging oven. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, fat but not greasy, with a good balance of sweet and salty, and left a fragrant mouthful.
Ning Chen laughed and put a piece of braised magic dragon into his mouth. The meat was tender and smooth and melted in his mouth. A mouthful of spiritual energy entered his stomach along with the meat, turning into a warm heat that soaked into his body. Integrated into the true essence, it increases a little bit of cultivation level that cannot be detected by the naked eye.
"tasty!"
Just as they were about to feast, the two of them frowned almost at the same time, because a group of people broke into their spiritual consciousness.
If they were passing by, they wouldn't mind, let alone frown, but within the range of Ning Chen's spiritual consciousness, this group of people was walking straight towards the two of them.
A frame is suspended out of thin air. The whole body is carved from century-old cloud wood. It is one foot in diameter. It has a canopy on the top and fluttering silk curtains. There is a small flag on the front of the frame with the word "Han" written on it. There are two words in front of it. Towed by a yellow-level middle-grade wind-chasing beast.
Windchasing beasts are similar to horses on Earth. This kind of creature is very cost-effective to tame. It eats a lot and has low combat power. Compared with horses on Earth, its temperament is even more violent. It will rebel from time to time. , the monk needs to suppress it with momentum.
This kind of ferocious beast is used by some cultivation families or sects to show off.
Around the carriage, there was a team of about ten monks accompanying them, all of whom were in the Qi Refining Stage, but the two leaders of the team were monks in the early stage of Condensing Yuan.
On the carriage frame, in addition to the driver who was controlling the wind-chasing beast, there was also a mid-Condensation monk standing proudly beside him. He had an expressionless face, his clothes were in the wind, and his figure was tall, and he looked quite imposing.
Although the situation inside the carriage was blocked by the door, the aura of the monks in the carriage was not blocked. Ning Chen and Shen Fei clearly felt that they were a mid-Condensation monk and an early-Condensation monk, and they both had auras. The instability is obviously not the result of hard work and practice.
This group of people walked through the woods quickly, maintaining a stable formation, and soon appeared in front of Ning Chen and the others.
Seeing that the dishes in front of Ning Chen and Chen had been touched with chopsticks a few times, the expressionless monk on the carriage frowned, and then said with an indifferent expression, but very matter-of-factly, "Who cooked this table of dishes? Hurry up.
Make another table, my young master wants to use it!"