Marrying Zhao Xiaogu, you can’t imagine how happy daddy is

Although I don't know what these little things are pecking at under the snow one by one, it is clear that these Wyvern birds have been tossing and turning here for a while from the dirt that has been messed up with more than a dozen small things.

"This is the Wyvern?"

Looking at these feathered black flowers, which looked very inconspicuous and even some ugly little things, Zhao Xiaogu couldn't help but ask in a low voice with some disappointment. Obviously, Zhao Xiaogu's seeing is believing is very inconsistent with the image of the flying dragon in her imagination.

Originally, after Zhao Xiaogu knew that the scientific name of the flying dragon was "flower-tailed hazel chicken", and overturned the image of the eastern dragon and the western dragon in his mind, the image of the "flying dragon" that Zhao Xiaogu sketched again in his mind was still very different from what he saw with his own eyes.

Zhao Xiaogu believes that this bird should also be a beautiful guy. Since they are called "flower tails" and "hazel chickens", it is safe to assume that their tails are not as good as the two big-tailed peacocks raised in the mushroom house, at least they should not be worse than pheasants, right?

Therefore, Zhao Xiaogu took it for granted that this flying dragon bird would definitely have a beautiful and eye-catching tail with long feathers, which belonged to the kind with delicious meat and very eye-catching hair.

Outcome......

Zhao Xiaogu's question had just been spoken, and before Su Ye could explain, Xie Tingfeng, who finally remembered this kind of bird, lowered his voice and explained: "Xiaogu, don't look at this thing ugly, but people can't look good, and this bird can't look good." Don't look down on this little thing, it looks like it's very unappetizing, but the meat tastes amazing! You'll know when the time comes, and if you're not satisfied, you can smoke Su Ye with a big mouth. "

While speaking, Xie Tingfeng also swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help but feel a little greedy.

Zhao Xiaogu said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you smoke Su Ye, not you? If it's really not delicious, I'll let Sister Princess hate you!"

Xie Tingfeng glanced at the princess who was staring at her, touched her nose and didn't dare to speak.

Although he didn't have the right tools in his hands, with Su Ye's ability, he didn't need any tools at all.

Picked up a bunch of stones on the ground, and touched the grass not far from these little things, Su Ye twisted the stones, and threw them out with a "swish".

Immediately followed by a series of "swish" sounds, a total of dozens of stones in his hand, and in less than three seconds, all of them were thrown out by Su Ye.

As the stones flew closer, the little things that were originally very leisurely and happy in the forest were like someone suddenly stepping on a mine, and they exploded in the feathers, screaming in a hurry, while clamping a pair of wings, clenching the pair of small short legs and running away, and disappeared from the sight of several people in a blink of an eye.

These little things are indeed "chickens", they don't fly well, but they do run fast enough!

In the past, the original paradise where these flying dragon birds gathered, there were only a few lucky ones who fell to the ground and were knocked unconscious by Su Ye with stones, and there was a seriously injured person who couldn't escape because of his injuries although his wings were still fluttering in a very energetic effort.

Smiled and wiped the saliva in his mouth, Su Ye smiled: "Teacher Huang, with these flying dragons, we don't need to ask the director for ribs." It's even better to stew soup with these dragons!"

"Really?" Huang Lei was still a little skeptical, and Su Ye didn't explain, but said, "You'll know when I go back and do it for you!"

Excitedly, he ran over to pick up the flying dragon, pulled out a few vines from the bushes, tied up the flying dragons in three or two, and Su Ye led everyone to the outside of the woods.

He couldn't wait to taste the delicious taste of the dragon.

As soon as he returned to the mushroom house, everyone saw the scene of Peng Yichang eating and drinking with watermelon. He still had sliced banana slices and popsicle scraps at hand.

"Why did you come back?" Peng Yichang, who was "arrested" on the spot by all the stolen goods, hurriedly stood up, looking extremely panicked.

Huang Lei even shouted directly: "Okay! Peng Peng, I didn't expect you to take advantage of our absence to steal food!"

Unexpectedly, as the producer of these things, Su Ye did not blame Peng Yichang, but ran into the kitchen with the flying dragon.

Huang Lei couldn't help but pat his forehead: "It's over, Su Ye is completely stupid this time!"

As soon as he came to the kitchen, Su Ye picked up the knife and began to deal with the few flying dragons in his hand.

As a delicacy known as the "first taste of rare birds", even if it is boiled in plain water, these dragon meat will become delicious.

But as a gluttonous Su Ye, it is naturally impossible to cook the flying dragon with such a rough technique.

In terms of dealing with the flying dragon, Su Ye was completely engrossed in this time, and he even showed his whole body ability.

First of all, the whole dragon bird, which is not much bigger than an ordinary domestic pigeon, is decomposed with a knife according to the head, wings, legs, organs, and breasts.

Then, after carefully selecting from them, they are deboned and shredded.

Soon, there were more than a dozen small piles on the cutting board.

Preserved meat, leg meat, crown meat, bird liver, bird intestines, bird gizzards...... It is classified, and each strand of meat can not be compared with the thickness of the naked eye, and each strand of meat will never be much thicker than a human hair.

Absolutely only Su Ye's knife worker, who can be called the best in the world, can use one hand and one knife to process this kind of "precise" ingredients.

It was the first time for everyone to see Su Ye take out all his skills, and they couldn't help but be amazed, looking at the movements of Su Ye's hands, even Huang Lei and Xie Tingfeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Su Ye's cooking is like making a work of art, it's really beautiful!"

The audience also agreed with this statement, but at the same time, they were even more greedy.

Soon, the pot that was burned by Su Ye on the fire was already boiling.

So, Su Ye took the lead in putting the shredded Flying Dragon Bird Gizzard into it. Then, as bubbles appeared at the bottom of the pot, as the pot water boiled slightly, and the pot water boiled, Su Ye put the bird's claws and leg meat in turn.

Su Ye didn't close the pot, so the steam naturally reverberated in the courtyard of the mushroom house. But what is surprising is that the smell of the steam diffused in the pot does not smell very good, and it is not even a fragrance.

It seems that the faint fishy smell of the bird gizzard has suppressed the fragrance belonging to the bird meat, so that although the taste is not pungent, it is definitely not a good smell. Some of them resemble the fishy smell found in poultry slaughterhouses, and they will never whet your appetite.

"Could it be that this pot of dragon soup of his has messed up?"

This is what everyone thinks except Su Ye.

After all, good horses also have times when they miss their hooves, who knows if Su Ye, who can be called a "super chef" in his skills, will recognize the wrong ingredients, or because he is too excited, he will turn this soup that seems to be very complicated into "poison"?

After all, Su Ye himself said that he had only eaten flying dragon meat three times.

But Su Ye didn't notice everyone's gaze, all his attention was put into the boiling pot, and he didn't even know when someone came in the yard. When half of the soup was collected, Su Ye filled it with cold water again. Then, in the process of repeated bubbling, foaming, small boiling, and large boiling, the preserved meat, crown meat, bird intestines, and bird brains were put into it respectively.

When the soup was about halfway from the full pot again, Su Ye filled the pot with water again, and then put in the bird liver, bird kidney and other parts in a specific order from time to time.

After that, Su Ye finally covered the lid and closed the pot to cook.

Another few minutes passed, and after Su Ye ordered the salt, the "white boiled flying dragon soup" in the pot boiled for the third time, and the steam that was as white as snow finally opened the lid of the pot unwillingly, and wisps came out.

......

This time, the smell is no longer the fishy smell of the past, but an indescribable aroma.

The aroma is faint and not strong, but it seems to have a succubus-like magic, and it is intoxicating when you smell it.

Moreover, this fragrance is also very mischievous. Like a child, he hides and seeks with everyone from time to time.

When the aroma wafted into the nose, everyone not only felt a little smoky and intoxicated, but also felt that their stomach seemed to contract fiercely, and a pressure of hunger flooded their hearts.

However, when a group of people whose stomachs were seduced by this aroma and began to drum, trying to distinguish the true taste of this fragrance, when a group of people tried to take a deep breath to catch this smell, they found that it seemed that the intoxicating aroma of the previous moment was just a dream, and what they inhaled deeply was only the pure and odorless steam that smoked their faces.

However, when a few people shook their heads for their "delusions", the wisp of aroma reappeared, and once again beat a big drum called "hunger" in the stomach, which once again made people a little drunk.

And so on.

The scent is like a mischievous spirit that is always hiding from this human capture, and it is intoxicatingly beautiful, but it is always faintly unreal.

And the children, who can't control their emotions, have already drooled 3,000 feet.

Even Zhao Xiaogu, who was wiping the saliva for the children, had already swallowed I don't know how many times he had saliva.

......

When the soup in the pot boiled for the third time, after a few more minutes, Su Ye finally lifted the lid of the pot, which was mysterious in the eyes of everyone. A rich cloud of white steam. Like the smoke and dust after the explosion of a nuclear bomb. The straight jet was half a day high, and then it spread thickly.

However, even though the fog was several times thicker, and even the few people who were close to the pot and desperately approached it had already felt that the steam was even beginning to condense into dew drops on their cheeks, the hateful naughty aroma still did not have the slightest meaning of being truly strong.

It's still like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey's eyes, so gluttonous, so seductive, but no matter how hard you try, you can't catch it.

Still looming, still nowhere to be seen. A glimpse when you give up.

When Su Ye put out the enigmatic pot of "boiled flying dragon soup" under the "watchful eye", everyone who was attracted by this seemingly spiritual "fragrant soup" gathered around and looked at the large ceramic basin in Su Ye's hand.

What is surprising is that in this pot of soup, perhaps because of the processing method before putting it into the pot, the intestines, meat, brains, and gizzards that were shredded before were not seen at all.

The hair-thick threads of flesh seemed to be made of ice and snow, and now they had completely melted into this bowl of hot soup. Aggressive.

Moreover. Not only is there no dry goods in this bowl of soup, but even the noodle soup does not have the slightest oil star, and the soup base does not have the slightest turbidity, not even a little color.

The whole bowl of "boiled flying dragon soup" is like a bowl of clean hot water, through the soup, the pattern of the bottom of the ceramic basin is clearly visible.

It's as clear as water! And it's the purest and coolest mountain spring water!

Seeing that Su Ye had become a living person, he turned the entire flying dragon into thousands of shredded meat, and then turned all the shredded meat into the soup. Smelling the naughty aroma that made people gnash their teeth, everyone couldn't help but be a little dazed, until Su Ye opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Here, try my craft!"

Looking at the bowl of clear and warm soup in their hands as if it had passed through seventy-two filtered hot water, and smelling the intoxicating aroma curling around their noses, everyone lowered their heads, and after gently scooping the soup noodles with the spoon handed over by Su Ye, they lightly opened their lips and took a sip: "Squeak...... Ahh

A spoonful of fragrant soup was in the mouth, and no matter who it was, it was like drinking a cup of pure wine, and his eyes began to moisten, and his vision was a little blurry.

At the moment when the spoonful of hot soup touched the tip of the tongue, a kind of power exploded on the tip of the tongue, and the smell that had been teasing him until then finally became real and rich, and overflowed the entire mouth, intestines and lungs with lightning speed.

Seeing that everyone was all addicted to "psychedelics" overdose, the audience was a little confused: "Is it good or bad, are you squeaking?"

When everyone tasted the soup and woke up from the drunken dream-like beauty, several people immediately exploded.

One by one, while staring at the half pot of soup held in Su Ye's hand with greedy eyes, their mouths burst out with beautiful words.

Compared to this delicacy, what are the things they have eaten before?

After tasting and comparing, after Su Ye's "boiled flying dragon soup" came out of the pot, no matter what delicious food he had eaten before, it had been compared to tens of thousands of meters below sea level.

Not only is it not enough to be of the same grade, but even everyone has a feeling that this pot of soup is not something that should be in the world.

"It's really worthy of 'heavenly dragon meat'!" everyone couldn't help but sigh.

It was at this time that Su Ye discovered that there was no longer one person in the courtyard.

He looked at Hu Ge, who was drinking soup with everyone, in surprise, and asked, "No...... When did you kid come here?"