The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

In the kitchen, the elegant fragrance of bamboo overflows, sweeter than morning dew. The more you smell it, the more you remember it.

Ye Hanjun looked at the tadpole in the kettle with amusement.

This guy is obviously not driven by instinct, but purely out of curiosity and wants to know what they are eating.

The result is obvious. The green glutinous rice, which tastes sweet and soft to humans, seems to be a useless waste to pure white tadpoles.

Gurgling, swallowing water and spitting out water.

It took a while to feel that my mouth was no longer so sticky, and I was unwilling to try again.

Hua Zhu, watch it carefully and don't distract me anymore.

Yes, sir.

The Desert Witch gently held the kettle with her pliers and held it in her arms.

The little tadpole suddenly understood something and stopped running around and spitting out water.

Just like that, he stuck out his round little head, blinked his rice-sized eyes, and observed secretly.

｜д)!!

start!

Ye Hanjun pulled out a white sweatband from somewhere and tied it on his forehead with a sense of ceremony.

Then weigh the cooked green glutinous rice to confirm that there is no problem with the weight, and divide it into twenty-five portions evenly.

Open the refrigerated storage cabinet and take out the diced peanut essence, purple sweet potato and radish, chopped lettuce, and chopped sesame seeds.

Then he poured out three kilograms of crocodile meat floss from a jar kept at room temperature.

Throw it all into a large basin and stir constantly.

A magical scene happened. These mostly solid ingredients gradually turned into a viscous liquid.

Various colors, eventually tending to purple and yellow.

Ye Hanjun didn't dare to be careless, and maximized the output of his super spirituality, covering the entire kitchen.

He started to heat the pot, poured in a sauce with a ratio of 3:2:1 of honey, golden pepper sesame oil, and shrimp soy sauce, and strictly controlled the temperature of the flame.

When a strange aroma rose, he quickly picked up the green rice ball with chopsticks and threw it into the mixed slime.

Submerge it for five seconds, take it out immediately, and throw it into the pot in one go.

Crackling——

Oil splashed everywhere, like a violent creature suddenly awakened from a deep sleep, and the whole boiler made a sound of protest.

Ye Hanjun ignored it and continued to pick up rice balls, throw in the slime... and repeated this process.

When the fifth rice ball started to be fried, he started to turn the first rice ball.

Not far away, Hua Zhu suddenly discovered that the smell of bamboo in the air had become stronger, and the concentration was increasing every minute.

Wow——

The bright green light flashed briefly.

When the tenth rice ball started to be fried, the No. 1 rice ball that was put in first suddenly shrank in size, from the size of a noodle bowl to the size of a fist.

Ye Hanjun showed a faint smile, quickly took it out, and then placed it between two washed bamboo leaves and let it cool naturally.

Wow——

Wow——

Wow——

Visions of delicious food being cooked appeared one after another, light green smoke visible to the naked eye began to float in the kitchen, and the refreshing fragrance of bamboo was everywhere.

An hour later, Ye Hanjun turned off the boiler.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the twenty dark green rice balls neatly arranged on the table, and smiled with pleasure.

Okay, five failed.

The 80% success rate is in line with the pre-estimated loss value.

Bah-

Ye Hanjun picked up the No. 1 rice ball and stuffed it into his mouth.

The moment the teeth bite, the bursting aroma rushes into the esophagus and reaches deep into the five internal organs.

Especially in the heart area, it feels cold and numb, as if there are small insects crawling inside.

Hua Zhu didn't dare to show his anger, and watched intently. There seemed to be green lightning piercing the sky in the dark jade-like eyes of Lord Ye Han.

They whizzed by without leaving a trace, and the face that was originally as pale as snow suddenly gained a trace of blood.

Ka-ka-ka-ka-

Ye Hanjun stretched his back, and several joints made the sound of roasted chestnuts.

He was like a young dragon that had been bent down for a long time and finally slowly stood up from its crawling posture.

Although there is still a long way to go before the blood is full, compared with the qi going as thin as a thread and the precarious sense of disability, a trace of vitality has been restored.

Huh... comfortable!

Ye Hanjun was not stingy with his praise.

Thinking back to a few days ago, when he first arrived at Canghai Pavilion, he vomited blood every time he took a hundred steps.

Jia Bangbang, who accompanied him on the trip, thought for a time that he had the plague.

Even yesterday, when following Dan Muer and Sikong Wei, they rushed to the primary refining workshop.

Running just a few hundred meters would cause him chest pain.

Now...let's bring it to a close.

Black bamboo rice balls, this is a recipe developed with great concentration by a talented cook who died in the process.

It is said that because the descendants were poor and sold off their property, the secret recipes left behind were circulated several times and finally ended up in the Ye family.

Although it is said that the amazing talents of the outside world are not taken seriously by the Ming Deng Ye Clan whose first ancestor has the title of title.

As long as the direct descendants can borrow this recipe, it is not included in the treasure house and serves as the core inheritance of the family heritage.

But this time point has undoubtedly helped a lot.

So it's food used to condition the body? Hua Zhu was surprised.

Yes! Ye Hanjun smiled and sighed:

Black bamboo rice balls have good effects on nourishing qi and blood.

Each one can match the best elixirs of the same level.

After taking it continuously for a period of time, my shabby body will definitely improve, and I hope to regain my strength and make a comeback.

It's a pity. Ye Hanjun said with a slight regret:

The black bamboo rice balls are only suitable for humans, and at most some petite demi-humans.

For the witch clan, eating it will have no effect.

Hua Zhu shook his head, looked down at the wound on his chest, and smiled:

Sir, don't worry about me. The past few days in the contract space have been the most sound sleep I've had in recent years.

The little pain I had was nothing to me, and it was even more negligible compared to the rampage. It only lasted three to five days, and it passed in a flash.

makes sense.

Ye Hanjun nodded, thought for a while, this seemed to be an opportunity to popularize science knowledge, and continued:

There are actually two reasons why I can make this recipe.

First, the owner of this recipe is at least the 5th level. Such a person specializes in developing recipes for low-level people. The parameters are refined to the extreme, which is a dimensionality reduction attack.

Second, my perception is more powerful. In a sense, it covers passive abilities such as temperature control and smell perception. Assistance from the side can help increase the success rate.

Of course, it can't be compared with a real chef.

They also have active powers such as dexterous hands and efficient cooking. As long as they get all the parameters of the recipe, they can basically achieve a 100% success rate. The final food effect will also be strengthened, and it can be increased by 100%. The effect is 15 to 20 percent...

Eeyye~~~Eeyye~~~

The hot cooking battle has officially come to an end.

The little tadpole escaped from the clutches of the little black hat and wandered around a pile of rice balls.

When it confirmed that it still had no interest at all, it felt bored.

As a last resort, it wanders around every corner of the kitchen, starting its own tadpole adventure. It looks around, looks around, and sees a corner of the world with its own eyes. It is equally fun to entertain itself.

After finishing his lecture, Ye Hanjun began to wrap rice balls in bamboo leaves and pack them one by one.

As a magical food, its derived properties cannot be constant according to common sense.

For example, shelf life is an unavoidable issue.

The best tasting period of black bamboo rice balls is only three days, but after cryogenic storage, it can be extended to seven days at most.

Once exceeded, the effectiveness of the food is greatly reduced and it loses its value within a day or two.

So, there are no special circumstances.

Ye Hanjun takes one piece of this batch of black bamboo rice balls a day, at most seven.

Keep two for emergencies.

The remaining ten must be disposed of as quickly as possible.

But before that...

Ye Hanjun took off his sweat towel and washed his hands with flower soap.

After making sure there is no dirt between the nails, open the door of the villa and look straight to the left.

Hmph! Hmph!

Hmph! Hmph!

On the spacious road outside the door, a tooth deer with huge tusks was walking towards here with great difficulty, holding its antlers and kicking its hooves on the ground.

A total of ten thick ropes were tied to its body.

At the other end of the rope is a giant box, thirty meters long, ten meters wide, and ten meters high. It is completely black and slightly rusty.

Oh, my little girl, how come there are so many things...

It's a loss, it's a big loss...

Little girl, we have an old and a young at home, and there are more than a dozen mouths waiting for us to feed them. Do you think you can add some money? We will definitely lose money on this trip...

Yalu walked forward slowly, and the whereabouts of the people walking behind gradually became apparent.

The leader was a tall and thick man, with his arms bare and covered with sweat.

He wrinkled his big dark face and tried his best to plead with the person next to him.

But... wasn't the price agreed in advance?

The person he was talking to, Ye Hanjun, naturally couldn't be more familiar.

Emerald green short hair, pink ostrich, such an iconic combination, who else but Su Mei could have it.

Uncle, this is wrong with you.

I have confirmed with you from the beginning. I have a lot of things to move, and the price has already been increased on this basis.

Why do you guys come here to raise prices when we get to the place? Do you think I'm a student and think I'm easy to bully?

Where is it?

The strong man first begged for mercy, then sighed:

Look at my Yalu, he's so tired. I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of himself in the past two days.

How could I have imagined that your goods are so many and heavy?

Yes...this is my negligence. I shouldn't blame the guests, but...there's nothing I can do about it...

Oh? Is there really nothing you can do?

A faint voice suddenly sounded, and the strong man was stunned and couldn't help but look back.

Master Han!

Su Mei, who was annoyed by the harassment, showed a hint of joy when she heard this.

She patted Ostrich's neck, and Ostrich understood, and suddenly stopped in front of the terrifying two-legged beast. He stood at attention with his head held high and his chest high.