The bright red flame engulfed the dry firewood and straw, then licked upwards the dark bottom of the pot, slowly heating the iron pot.

Huo Ying stretched out her small white hand expressionlessly and placed it on the surface of the iron pot to feel the residual heat of the hot fire.

Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying and couldn't help but said: "Actually, I can cook."

Huo Ying glanced sideways at Xue Ling, then shook her head quietly.

She stretched out her hand to lift up the iron pot, then took out a piece of solidified lard from the pot, and placed it on the already heated iron pot. It made a sizzling sound instantly. The lard melted quickly on the iron pot and finally became

It turned into a puddle of golden fat, bubbling slightly and exploding in the iron pot. Huo Ying reached out and scooped out a small spoonful of snow-white eyesight from another pot, and poured it into the pot to let the oil and salt mix thoroughly.

Pick up another egg and touch it lightly on the edge of the iron pot. A complete egg will fall into the pot and mix with the fat. Instantly, the whole room will be filled with an attractive fragrance.

Xue Ling couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when she looked at Huo Ying.

Of course, Xue Ling was not swallowing saliva at Huo Ying, but at the attractive golden egg being fried in the pot.

You know, when I woke up this morning, I didn't even eat anything, so I went to have a fight first.

Even if there is no real fight, even if it is a bluff, it is still a waste of time and energy.

Huo Ying did not look at Xue Ling. She just continued to fry the eggs in front of her. When the bottom layer of the fried eggs was almost solidified, Huo Ying reached out and took out a small cup of water, poured it into the pot accurately, and then covered it.

Put the lid on the pot, and the hot iron pot instantly comes into contact with the water. Snow-white steam overflows from the iron pot instantly, and then bubbles out along the gaps in the pot lid.

Huo Ying put the pot on the fire that was no longer so hot and watched the steam billowing in the pot, her expression still meticulous.

Obviously she was just frying a few eggs under such simple conditions, but it felt like she was cooking the only delicacy in the world.

Nothing but Huo Ying's seriousness and refinement.

And Xue Ling looked at the steaming pot, and she also understood in her heart that the fried eggs Huo Ying made were not simply fried, but more dependent on the temperature of the water vapor. Simply put, it is the lower layer of the egg.

It relies on an iron pot, and the upper layer is steamed with water steam.

While Xue Ling was imagining the omelette made in this way, Huo Ying had already opened the lid of the pot and used a spatula to scoop out the final product. The yellow and white were clearly visible, and the round egg yolk was among the snow-white egg white, just like in the early morning

The sun just emerged from the clouds.

Okay. Xue Ling sighed.

Although Xue Ling felt that she had been the cook at Xiaohun Inn for several months, when it came to frying eggs, Xue Ling felt that she had already failed.

Huo Ying opened a paper bag, which contained snow-white steamed buns. They were steaming hot and looked very soft. Although she didn't know where Huo Ying got the steamed buns, since Huo Ying got them, she had no choice but to accept them.

In short, Huo Ying used a knife to cut open the steamed buns, smeared bright red hot sauce on the inside, then a few pieces of tender green vegetable leaves, and a small section of fried sausage, and finally put the previously fried eggs in it, and then put it together

Serve the steamed buns.

Huo Ying took the steamed bun and handed it to Xue Ling. The girl's plain face still showed no expression: "Here."

"What is this?" Xue Ling looked at the steamed bun. Although she wanted to taste the sandwich steamed bun, it was best to understand what it was before eating it.

"Breakfast." Huo Ying seemed to be more precious with words.

Xue Ling had no choice but to take the steamed bun with both hands. The tentacles felt soft and even a little warm. When she pressed hard, she could see the golden oil slowly overflowing from the edge of the steamed bun.

When you take a bite, the softness of the steamed buns, the refreshing taste of the chili sauce, the crispness of the green vegetables, and the sweet and glutinous texture of the soft-boiled eggs, combined with the umami and chewy texture of the sausages, clearly reveal the layers of texture between the different ingredients in your mouth.

Just like a painting.

After taking this bite, Xue Ling understood why Huo Ying was cooking almost like a work of art.

Because perhaps in Huo Ying's mind, all food should be cooked and carved like a work of art.

Even though these are the simplest ingredients.

"It's delicious!" Xue Ling couldn't help but praise.

But Huo Ying did not look at Xue Ling: "This is what others taught me."

Saying this, she continued to take out the second egg and continued in the same way.

"Who?" Xue Ling couldn't help but ask, "Is Fan Yixian?"

"No." Huo Ying quietly cooked the food in front of her and said quietly: "It's not someone you know."

"Okay." Xue Ling could only nodded and took care of the big steamed buns in her hand.

Even a simple white steamed bun is delicious as long as it is soft and fluffy. Now that it is combined with spicy sauce and green vegetables, as well as delicious soft-boiled eggs and sausages, the overall deliciousness has completely improved by several levels.

Because the combination of these ingredients is not a simple addition, but a feeling close to multiplication.

When Xue Ling finished finishing her steamed buns and was still a little unfinished, Huo Ying had already made the remaining three sandwich buns, which were breakfast for Sheng Junqian, Jiang Liuer and herself.

Just like what Huo Ying said before.

She made breakfast.

"Can you make another one for me?" Xue Ling couldn't help but ask.

Because it was really delicious, and she saw that Huo Ying still had some leftover ingredients.

"Okay." Huo Ying nodded.

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This day's breakfast consisted of these sandwich steamed buns. Not to mention Jiang Liu'er, even Sheng Junqian, who had tasted almost all the delicacies from the mountains and seas, was full of praise for this steamed bun.

After having breakfast to fill her stomach, Xue Ling looked at Huo Ying. The girl in white still looked calm.

"Now, can you tell us what all this is about?"

At this time, the four people were sitting together. Huo Ying looked at Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian, thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Huo Ying said this, her eyes looking into the distant distance.

"Taoist Qingyun and Monk Jiu are here for a prescription in my hand."

"This prescription uses a variety of precious medicinal materials, including Tianbulao, and undergoes special processing and boiling methods. The final product can not only treat many complex diseases and injuries."

"The most important thing is that it can help martial arts practitioners break through their bottlenecks and look forward to a higher realm of martial arts."

These words came out of Huo Ying's plain lips, and Xue Ling and Sheng Junqian had basically expected them.

Because they have learned this information from various channels before.

"So what is this prescription called?" Xue Ling couldn't help but ask.

Huo Ying looked at Xue Ling.

Poker face.
Chapter completed!