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Chapter 358: Picnic

However, although four people took up time and couldn't get enough food, a few people moved quickly.

Xue He put a pot of fried fish on a plate and put it into the space ring. He quickly picked out the fish, wrapped it in flour paste and put it into the oil pot. He fried the rest in another pot and a half, using high heat and quick hands.

It only took half a cup of tea to clean up.

Put the remaining oil in a bowl and put it into the space ring. Cheng Modao continued to carry the iron pot to wash it, then brought it back and put it on the fire to boil the water vapor. Xuehe took a big wooden spoon and scooped half of the pot.

The bone soup was boiling next to it. The bone soup was already boiling. It only took a few breaths to move the pot and it was fully boiled. The rich and tangy broth was rolling in the pot. Xue He swallowed silently and poured out the soup.

Pour the chopped pickled cabbage into the bowl, and a spicy and sour aroma immediately surrounds Xue He and Cheng Mo Dao, making the two of them look at the water in the hot pot.

The sauerkraut rolled in for a while before Xuehe went to the chopping board to bring over the wooden basin containing the fish. In addition to the seasonings for the fish, when Xuehe was mixing the flour paste later, he took two more eggs, cracked them in, and added some sweet potatoes.

Pink water syrup, anyway, she saw that Master Chun seemed to be doing this and followed the steps strictly.

She sandwiched the thin fish meat into it and turned it into milky white. She put a wooden basin in. Xue He stirred it slowly with a spoon and looked at the color on the surface. "Second Master, this should be good for you, right?"

?”

"Well, don't move." Cheng Modao felt that the pot of fish was almost done. He wrapped the handle with a cloth and put the pot aside. Xuehe also came over with the remaining seasonings, which were chopped into pieces.

The green onions and a handful of peppercorns were evenly sprinkled on the fish, and the same bowl of boiling oil was poured over it. The same overbearing aroma penetrated straight into the internal organs, and Cheng Muyan's eyes lit up as he came over with a large plate of grilled fish.

"It's time to eat." After putting away the last piece of grilled fish, Fuling straightened up and looked at the three people gathered around, and said with some humor.

Several people cooperated, those holding the bowls and chopsticks, those serving the fish, those serving the rice, and those setting the dishes. It was quite fast. Cheng Muyan sat in her seat and looked at the table full of people.

Next to the dishes, there were fruits and cakes that Poria and Xuehe brought back to the palace. They put aside the chopped green onions in the bowl and took a few sips of the bone soup in the small bowl in front of them with great appetite. Wucao, that’s it.

A bowl of bone soup is so fresh?

Cheng Muyan took two more sips from the small bowl, raised her chopsticks, paused on the table, and began to pick her favorite dishes.

The dishes are not only fried fish cubes, grilled fish, spicy rabbit meat, bone soup and pickled fish, Xuehe also specially took other ingredients from the kitchen to make many dishes, such as eggplant with minced meat and fish flavor, and fried snake cuticles.

, salt-fried pork and braised pork.

In addition to these, there are also Sixi meatballs, garlic pumpkin and chopped pepper lotus root slices that have been kept in the food box from the kitchen.

As soon as Cheng Muyan looked at the next three dishes, she knew they were definitely Master Chun's creations. She placed the Sixi Meatballs one by one into the bowls of the three people on the opposite side. Cheng Muyan scooped up the last one and took a bite without being polite.

Some meatballs look golden on the surface, full of fragrance, and mouth-watering. In fact, when you bite into them, you realize that they are so crispy and delicious on the inside. They are charred on the outside and tender on the inside. They are so delicious that you will eat them in your bowl in just a few bites.

After finishing the meatballs, Cheng Muyan looked at the three people opposite him eagerly, and then took two bites of the fragrant white rice.

The pot of rice cooked today is not ordinary rice. It is spiritual rice cultivated by Master Chun himself. When you eat it, a slight heat will flow to your limbs and bones. Of course, not only is the effect amazing, but the taste is also amazing.

It is also absolutely beautiful. Ordinary white rice cannot produce such a fragrant rice smell. Once this spiritual rice comes out, even just peeling white rice is so fragrant.

While Cheng Muyan ate the meal quickly, he silently recorded this in the note on his watch. Not only did he have to learn from his master, but he also had to handle the fruits, vegetables, poultry and livestock that Master Chun had trained, otherwise he would not be able to learn.

The taste is also quite different when it comes to craftsmanship. It is best to develop a few more hills in a small-scale project to order a variety of these things. They are so delicious.

The three of them, Cheng Mo Dao, had been tired and hungry for a long time and didn't want to talk at all. They kept using their chopsticks, spoons, pickling vegetables, planing rice, and scooping up soup. If they had anything to say, it wouldn't be too late to say it after they were full. Now... it's important to eat!

The group of people ate for more than two hours, and by the end of the meal everyone was feeling their swollen bellies until they were speechless.

At first, I was busy eating with my head down. When I was almost done eating, I chatted and ate. I ate a little too much and took a break before eating. Then... I ate for most of the afternoon. By the time the clouds finally stopped and the rain stopped, it was almost dusk.

Now, the horizon is covered with orange sunset glow, and the red sun hangs shyly on the top of the mountain, half-hidden.

After calming down for a while, Poria picked up a small juicy fruit and got up. After walking slowly for several times, she put the small fruit into her mouth, chewed it, and came to clear the table.

The uneaten barbecued fish, fried fish, etc. were packed into categories and stored in the space storage ring. The other messy cups and plates were directly put into a large wooden basin with a pile of bowls and plates and taken away together.

After leaving for a while, he brought a clean wet handkerchief over, swept all the bone fragments into another large wooden basin, wiped it with the handkerchief, folded it over and wiped it again, and then put the handkerchief on the wood.

He put it on the edge of the basin and left again.

Xuehe also ran to help during the process. When Cheng Muyan was not strong enough to move, he got off the high platform and took a look. The wood in the fire had been smoked and the fire was out. He also poured water over it and put the clean dishes and chopsticks away.

In the wooden basin, Poria cocos was shoveling earth and burying the bones.

Xuehe took inventory of the items on the long-legged table, and after making sure that nothing was missing, he put all the items and the bowl and chopsticks on it into the space ring. At this point, the place in front of him became flat.

Nothing left.

"It's almost time, we should go out." Xue He naturally saw the little girl standing aside, walked forward, took Cheng Muyan's hand, squeezed it, and led them towards Cheng Mo Dao: "If there is any

We can come again next time if we have a chance. It’s too late today and we have to go back to bed.”

His tone was a bit coaxing and comforting, like coaxing a child.

Cheng Muyan followed slowly behind, and when she saw Xue He neatly packed up all the items and put them into the space ring without leaving even a rag behind, she felt both admiration and sourness in her heart, such two good sisters.

, why can’t you grow up with me?


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