Great Primordial Qinglin Road

After Gong Gong heard Zhu Rong's words, he just shook his head slightly and did not speak.

"Fifth brother, there is nothing wrong with this meat. You can eat it without worry. It will be fine." Di Jiang looked at Zhu Rong and said helplessly.

"oh."

After hearing Di Jiang's words, Zhu Rong nodded and was about to continue eating. Seeing the other Ancestral Witches staring at him, he put down the meat with a look of helplessness, and then said: "Forget it, I won't eat it anymore. ”

Being watched by so many Ancestral Witches, Zhu Rong couldn't even speak.

It always feels weird.

So I simply put down the venison in my hand.

After a while, Ju Mang rushed back, carrying a big tree and bringing back a lot of spiritual herbs.

"Little friend Qingfeng, take a look, is there any of the condiments you mentioned?" Putting all these things in front of Yu Feng, Ju Mang asked expectantly.

"Um."

After hearing what Ju Mang said, Yu Feng nodded, and then started picking among the things Ju Mang brought back.

Of course, it is impossible for the Great Primordial to have so many complex ingredients in later generations.

So what Yu Feng selected were the 25 spiritual herbs with some special taste.

Some of them are salty and sweet, and can be used as condiments.

Moreover, these are all spiritual grass-level, and naturally taste very good.

The tree that was brought back also smelled strange and could be used as a condiment.

"Nisei chakra."

Yu Feng summoned the Sun Jing Wheel from the Profound Sovereign's Exquisite Pagoda, and then divided the tree into two. The lower part was directly made into more than a dozen wooden jars by Yu Feng.

Yu Feng also took off a piece of the wood on top and ground it directly into powder.

The rest of the spiritual herbs were also ground into powder by the rain and wind and put into the trapped jar.

"Is that enough?"

Ju Mang asked in astonishment as he looked at the spiritual herbs that were ground into powder.

"Well, these things can be used as condiments." Yu Feng nodded slightly and said.

"Condiments?" Zhu Rong came over and took a look, with a confused look on his face.

"Little friend Qingfeng, is it okay now...

Although Di Jiang and these Ancestral Witches don't know how to use seasonings, according to Yu Feng, with these things, the meat they cook should be more delicious.

"Wait a moment."

Yu Feng thought for a while, found another palm-sized stone, cut it into thin slices, and then found a rattan from the spiritual herbs brought back by Ju Mang. He compared the thin stone with a cane. Strong branches were tied up.

In this case, a simple small shovel will do.

"What is this... used for?" Zhu Rong became more and more confused as he looked at it.

I don’t know what Yu Feng is doing.

Grinding the spiritual grass into powder again, and making such a weird thing.

Gong Gong didn't know what the roasted meat looked like, so he was a little confused.

Although the Ancestral Witch knew that Yu Feng was preparing to take action, she didn't know what the things in Yu Feng's hands were used for.

"Look out for what's next, this time it's not barbecue, but... fried meat." Yu Feng looked at the twelve Ancestral Witches seriously and said.

"Fried meat?"

Among the twelve Ancestral Witches, except for Zhu Rong and Gong Gong, the other Ancestral Witches are all unknown.

Because fried pork sounds more advanced than barbecue.

"Nisei chakra."

Yu Feng used the nijing wheel to cut off a piece of venison, and then cut the meat into small pieces.

The ingredients have been cut and placed on the stone slab.

Yu Feng was too lazy to make any more pots, so he just used stone slabs to fry.

With everything ready, Yu Feng also started to show Twelve Ancestral Witch what stir-fried pork is.

"Eight Fire Dragons."

Eight small fire dragons appeared and got under the stone slab.

"Zizzizi~"

Soon, the meat on the stone slab was burned out of oil, and oily flowers appeared.

"Shashasha~"

Yu Feng walked to the stone slab, then started to put in the seasonings, and started to stir-fry with the stone spatula in his hand.

With the combination of seasonings, the flavor of the meat becomes more intense.

Under constant stir-frying, the seasonings and meat blend together, and the color looks very bright.

"Okay, it's cooked." Yu Feng turned away his magical power, picked up a piece of fried meat and took a bite, then nodded and said to Twelve Ancestral Witch.

Xuan Ming couldn't wait to run to the stone slab and started eating.

Di Jiang, Zhu Jiuyin, Xiang Mang and other ancestors also hurriedly stepped forward.

Zhu Rong and Gong Gong didn't know why. They waited until other Ancestral Witches rushed over and then hesitantly followed them.

Fortunately, the other Ancestral Witch showed mercy, and Zhu Rong and Gong Gong grabbed a piece of fried meat.

After Twelve Ancestral Witch ate Yu Feng's fried pork, even Zhu Rong and Gong Gong showed satisfaction on their faces.

"How?" Yu Feng saw Houtu squinting his eyes and said with a smile.

"It's delicious!!" Houtu smiled and said, "Young friend Qingfeng is really amazing, he actually made the meat so delicious."

"Can you let me try it too?" The fried pork was gone soon. Zhu Rong looked at the stone shovel in Yu Feng's hand and asked with some hope.

"please."

Yu Feng nodded and handed the stone shovel to Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong took the stone shovel and couldn't wait to tear off large pieces of venison.

However, Zhu Rong does not cut the meat into uniform small pieces like Yu Feng, but directly tears it into various strange-shaped pieces of meat.

Zhu Rong himself had the law of fire. As soon as he raised his hand, a ball of fierce fire appeared under the stone slab.

Zhu Rong watched 610 Yu Feng fry it once and knew how to control the heat, so he also learned from Yu Feng and controlled his own heat to a very small level.

"Zizzizi~"

Although it was Zhu Rong's first time frying pork, he didn't make any mistakes.

When it came to adding the condiments, Yu Feng watched helplessly as Zhu Rong poured them all in, no matter what condiments they were.

When Yu Feng wanted to stop it, it was already too late.

Seeing Zhu Rong continue to stir-fry carefully, Yu Feng knew that the meat on the stone plate was actually ruined.

But the other eleven Ancestral Witches actually nodded when they saw Zhu Rong's impressive stir-fried meat.

"Fifth brother, I think it's almost done." Di Jiang looked at Zhu Rong who had been firing for such a long time and hadn't stopped yet, Taguchi reminded.

"I haven't smelled the same smell just now. Let's stir-fry again." Zhu Rong shook his head and said with a serious face.

"Oh, that's right." After hearing Zhu Rong's words, Di Jiang said thoughtfully.

Yu Feng watched from the side, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Zhu Rong put the seasonings indiscriminately. If he could really stir up the aroma just now, he would be a ghost.

Yu Feng wanted to interrupt him several times, but seeing Zhu Rong's serious face now, as if he wanted to fight the fried meat on the stone slab, he could only sigh slightly. .