Food Hunter

The white smoke is permeated, and the mellow and intoxicating wine tastes with a hint of sourness.

In the meantime, it will feel distressed instead.

Especially Dongba, although his heart is sealed in Luo's book, he still feels like his heart twitches.

That's super delicious monkey wine, even if you have confidence, it shouldn't be so wasteful!

He felt distressed, and then saw Luo quickly picked up the second pot after pouring the first pot. When the temperature of the stone pot was relieved by the liquor, he moved the second pot of monkey wine along the edge of the lid of the stone pot. Dump it out.

The wine flowing from the mouth of the pot like a trickle, falling vertically on the seemingly closed gap in the stone pot lid.

Part of the pouring monkey wine is vaporized, and part of it slowly seeps into the pot through the cracks.

The liquor flows well, and there are always gaps to be found, thus entering the pot.

The role of the first pot of wine is almost in the short-term cooling, while the second pot of wine is to enhance the flavor of the cloth bag chicken in the stone pot.

The two pots of wine went down until the white smoke and steam dissipated, and the whole tree cave was still occupied by the fragrance of monkey wine.

Luo did not pick up the third pot again, but paid attention to the temperature of the fire, and at the same time raised his hand to release a part of the power of thought, wrapped on the stone pot, forming a sponge-like structure, leaving a lot of air holes, so as not to form a pressure cooker environment.

Slow Fire, all you need is patience.

"This is the real food hunter."

No matter how many times he has watched it, Dongba always involuntarily expresses emotion in his heart, especially after he comes into contact with the ability to read, he has a deeper insight into various professional hunters.

Not only does it use the power of mind to pursue high-level ingredients, but also uses the power of mind to cook food. This is the true interpretation of food hunters.

Most food hunters basically regard mind as the capital of hunting ingredients. Although they have a culinary background, they are usually seldom willing to spend energy to develop mind skills that can be used in cooking.

Cooking good food requires patience, and waiting for good food also requires patience.

The closer you are to the stone pot, the more itchy the gluttonous insects.

After watching for a while, Siji and the others thought it would be better to stay away, and they did stay away from the fire. Only the black cat stayed because Luo Yihui needed his help.

The high temperature of the stone pot is constant, and the turkey inside has high heat resistance, and there is no need to worry about the ingredients in the chicken belly. Even if the heat is not well controlled, the failure rate is very low. This is one of the advantages of high-grade ingredients.

In the Hunter World, there is a technique for judging the temperature of the pot, using the **** of the food to point to the center of the pot lid to feel the vibration from the pot, and to judge the condition of the food in the pot.

Luo is cooking turkey for the first time. Despite the information provided by the white smoke font, he cannot avoid the flaws in experience and it is difficult to determine when he can start the pot.

However, he can combine the characteristics of [Circle] and [God's Hand], and get as much information as possible in the pot in the continuously released thought power package.

This means that before the dish is out of the pot, he will continue to output his mind power, maybe three hours, maybe six hours or more.

I don't know if the body has been transformed by the fruit of the previous life. Since the value exceeded 80%, Luo's potential energy can be maintained for more than eight hours, which is more than twice that of Bi Siji.

At this moment, it is a trivial matter to continuously output the power of thought to the stone pot.

As time passed, ten pots of monkey wine went down, and the black cat took out ten pots again.

The firewood kept on, and the ashes vacated let the black cat take it out.

When the aroma of wine in the tree hole was about to dissipate, the two pots of monkey wine went down, and the aroma of wine was overflowing in an instant.

Smelling the successive aromas of wine, the body seemed to react slightly.

It was not until two hours later that an aroma overflowed from the cracks in the stone pot, and then drilled out of the vents in the power of mind, directly emerging, replacing the status of the aroma of wine.

The scent was faintly faint, but after entering the nose, it made the pores slightly unfolded.

"This smell..."

Bi Si Ji's eyes slowly narrowed, the aroma was very weak, but the sense of presence was higher than the strong aroma of wine, and was accepted by the body's priority.

Dongba's eyes were dull, his mouth opened slightly, and his heart whined "want to eat".

The black cat stared at the stone pot, a large pool of saliva beneath him.

It is precisely because of the contrast of the aroma of monkey wine that the special features of this light aroma can be highlighted.

Luo was the nearest to the stone pot, smelling the fragrance, couldn't help but get excited.

He is in control of the dish, knowing that the turkey has been processed, and the airtightness is not to be said, so the overflowing aroma will be so weak.

If you think about it along this point, you can imagine how much the aroma in the belly of the chicken will reach.

"Maybe, this will be a fragrance bomb."

Romer thought to himself. Before cooking, he didn't expect that the combination of a variety of rare ingredients would trigger such an explosive aroma, so the essence of the chicken belly...

He couldn't imagine it anymore. This might be the top delicacy he made after he came to Hunter World.

"When can I eat it?" The black cat opened his mouth and said, his saliva flowed out.

"It's still a while." Luo replied.

The black cat sighed and resisted the urge to flip the pot.

The ashes of the fire were cleaned up one after another, and more than forty pots of monkey wine were poured. Every pot was sold to the world's top rich, and you could get a lot of money. It was a prodigal, but it was also very worthwhile.

After waiting for another hour, Luo suddenly removed the power of thought wrapped on the stone pot.

That move caused others to stand up immediately.

Luo was not afraid of the high temperature at all, he directly pressed his hand on the pot lid, slowly closed his eyes, calmed the sense of expectation that had emerged in his heart, and then suddenly opened the stone pot lid.

call!

Most of the heat locked in the stone pot emerged frantically with a stronger fragrance, and instantly drowned Luo's figure.

The hot smoke is mostly volatilized from the sweet and sour monkey wine, but it is dominated by the aroma of the turkey ingredients.

Most of these smoke aromas are locked in the pot. At this time, a brain bursts out. While the mellow aroma is strong, the temperature it carries is enough to burn the body, but Luo has burned the fairy grass, not afraid, but enjoys it. Of smoke.

Upon seeing this, the black cat waved the fan in a horrible manner to disperse the smoke, and then the monkey hung up anxiously and raised his eyes to the stone pot.

There is no liquid left in the big stone pot, only a whole chicken with a yellowish white in the white without scorch. The belly of the chicken is more than doubled than before being put in, and the gloss on the skin flashes, which is extracted from high temperature. Chanterelles.

Luo opened his eyes and the light shone.

He didn't put down the stone pot cover~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and eagerly transformed the stone pot cover into a peculiar dish and placed it on the stone platform.

Then, under the expectant gaze of everyone, with both hands, he personally took out the whole bulging chicken and placed it on the plate.

The dish has a two-layer structure, with the shadow of several milling platforms.

The top layer is dish-shaped, and the edge is raised a few centimeters high, leaving a hole, and the bottom is a stone basin, which is used to catch the chicken soup in the chicken belly.

The crowd gathered around, staring at the turkey on the saucer, the faint scent at first was close at hand, and it smelled even more fragrant.

Luo wanted to taste the taste quickly. He didn't remind Bi Siji and the others about the explosive aroma that might be contained in their chicken belly, nor did he consider whether the aroma would attract forest species.

Without saying a word, he condensed the air blade, swiping towards the chicken belly, a burst of sunset-like light radiated from the chicken belly, and it seemed that the fire-stripe egg had become a deeper light.

The glow came out, the aroma burst, and there was another burst of heat, like a fairyland.