Chapter 932: Squid fish (2)

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"You're all old, how could you have few friends?" Shi Yu asked the fat cat to catch three big fish from Xianfu, one for each person, "Will handle the fish, leave it to you."
Suddenly three fishes were thrown in the sky, and Hun Yong caught them in a hurry, and people rolled down from the peach tree.
Who wouldn't deal with fish, it was just the first time that he had been so confidently called.
"If it was someone else, it would definitely not be my turn."
"It also depends on whether you are not allowed to do it because of you or because of your identity." Shi Yu turned to make the seasoning. "Remember to handle it cleanly and leave the fish maw." This thing is good and delicious .
"Got it." Wondering that the peach blossoms were stained with blood, Huan Yong took the fish to the side of the stream.
Here the creek is leaking from the purple bamboo forest, the water is clear and clear, and the pebbles and swimming fish crabs underneath can be seen clearly. Shi Yu cut a purple bamboo, cut off the branches, cut three sections, washed it, and began to fill in the seasonings.
When Hun Yong came over the processed fish, she put them into bamboos, wrapped them with string, and grilled them on the fire.
Hun Yong was beside him, touching Hai Xinyan with a boring hand. I didn't know if this guy was bullying, afraid of being tough or did not dare to cause trouble. He let him touch, "You are a good fire spirit."
"It's too lazy to care about you."
"Where did this fire spirit come from?" Huan Yong was a little curious. As far as he knew, there were very few things, and it was a great luck to get one.
So Shi Yu told him about the story of how he got Hai Xinyan. After listening to it, Huan Yong stunned for a long time, "Everything is alive, the original sea heart inflammation is indeed loyal." The master died unswervingly, and when the master died, he also cut his own memory. This friendship is very rare.
"Yes."
"Your physical body is very different from ordinary people. What's the story behind this? Can you tell us?"
Shi Yu gave him a sideways look. "You want to use my story to accompany the wine. Wait again, wait for the fish to be good, and tell you more."
The bamboo fish is actually very fast. After the two palms are cooked thoroughly in the bamboo, the spring water in it becomes a delicious fish soup. Take half of the soup inside and put it in a bamboo tube. A small fish soup pot bottom is done.
As for what to cook in the pot and everything for the vegetarian dishes, in the end, Hyun Yong also called a fairy crane, so that the fairy crane didn't know where to eat a bunch of food.
The fish soup inside the bamboo tube was grunting and rolling, in order to ensure that the umami flavor of the fish soup was not diluted by water, Shi Yu let the fat cat catch a few fish, and slowly put them into pieces.
Just at the fish pot, the two took off Xuebo's wine. I don't know what the wine is made from. The mud seal was opened, and the nose was a cool floral fragrance. Try another taste, first a touch of coolness reaches deep into the heart and lungs. The whole person seems to have been passed through the ice water, and the whole body is cool and thorough. But then, another fiery sensation began to burn from the chest cavity to the limbs. After this ice and fire passed, there was only a fascinating pleasure in my heart.
"What kind of wine is this?" Shi Yu was very surprised, and it was comparable to it, probably only the Fengxue wine that Wen Ye had made her.
"The ice and fire are two heavens, also known as floating dreams." Huan Yong leaned against the peach tree, his two long legs were slightly bent, his clothes fell on the ground at random, and occasionally pink peach flowers fell on it, very wanton. Free and easy.
Shi Yu pondered for a moment, "If you live a dream, the name is good. You said that the wine was snatched from Xuepa, would Xuepa make wine?"
"Mother-in-law is a brewing lady." Everyone knows this, and there is nothing to say. "Mother-in-law was also mortal in the past. According to her, when she was very young, her husband was gone, and she managed the family by herself. Zhongjiufang. She brewed very well, and the emperor at the time liked it very much. The days were booming, but they could not hold people's eyes.
The mother-in-law knew that if she continued to do so, something would definitely happen, and she immediately decided to break the wine-making formula. Sure enough, when the formula was dispersed, other people would also make this wine. Although the taste made by her mother-in-law could not be brewed, there were not so many jealous people.
Later, when the mother-in-law was old, the ancestors heard that her wine maid was so good that she pulled him back from the gate of the ghost gate just to drink her a drink.
Winemaking also takes time. Day after day, mother-in-law is getting better and better. Later, he followed the ancestor back to Zongmen. "
When Shi Yu heard it, she just felt quite amazing. Snow mother-in-law's creation, in folk estimates, can be regarded as a myth.
"Sure enough, people and people have different encounters." Shi Yu took the wine glass, and touched with Yun Yong again, and said that he came from, "In fact, I was originally a beggar ..."
Shi Yuyuan didn't think there was anything to be done about her experience, but when she opened her head, she couldn't stop.
It's been a long time since I went back to check it out. Only in conversation can I be gentle.
She said that she was listening to the story. The peach blossoms fell on top of each other, and a layer of peach powder was laid on the ground. The big tree and the fire spirit seemed to be listening to these events quietly. Occasionally a gust of wind came, and nostalgia seemed to be blown to the home separated by mountains and rivers. Only the rest of Yu's face disappeared.
Another bite of wine was swallowed, and Shi Yujian Huan Yong had eaten his share of bamboo fish.
With a smile, she said, "Can the story sound good and the fish delicious?"
"Your craftsmanship is not bad." Huan Yongting was satisfied. He grew up in Zongmen since he was a child, and his memory is really lacking. Shi Yu's experience made him feel very interesting, and at the same time, he wanted to see Lin Fan and others who were admired in her mouth. "But is there a law enforcement door outside? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Shi Yu smiled and said, "Haven't you heard of it? Then the law enforcement Sansheng don't know?"
"I don't know."
"... No, not even them. Who do you know?" Shi Yu didn't believe it.
"I have never heard of the three saints of the law enforcement. I have only heard of the five saints and the six wise men of the human race. Among the five saints, we have the two saints in the magic sect; the remaining three are Yunxuan Wenxuan Seniors, the second is the senior silver light gun Ye Li, and the last is a nine-finger senior. As for Liuxian ... what do you look like? You do n’t know them, right?
When half-magic words were spoken, Shiyu suddenly tightened. Staring at himself, he was indistinguishable by him.
"What did you say ... Yun Xuan Wen Xuan?" Wen Xuan?
"Wen Xuan ... what happened to the senior?" What a look ...