1246 Everyone Has a Bowl of Shish Kebab (1/2)

The dish that Bu Fang was going to cook today was shish kebab.

Shish kebab was a grassroots delicacy in Bu Fang's previous life. It originated in Sichuan and was popular among the common people. It was said that wherever there were people, there were shish kebabs. Of course, this might be an exaggeration. The dish was somewhat similar to a hotpot, so it was sometimes called a little hotpot. Shish kebab was a popular cuisine. After all, it was very convenient to eat. The fact that it could be eaten while walking made many people like it very much.

The cooking of shish kebab was not complicated, but it took a lot of time to prepare. The ingredients needed to be cut into pieces, then held together with thin wooden sticks. Moreover, its ingredients were different from those of teppanyaki. It was not all meat, and there were plenty of spirit herbs and spirit plants to suit everyone's tastes.

Teppanyaki required ingredients with high fat content so that the cooking process would be able to release the flavor of the food to the greatest extent. When cooked at high temperatures, the aroma of fat from ingredients such as octopus tentacles and demon frog was very enticing.

Many people were curious about shish kebab.

At Bu Fang's will, the inside of the Black Turtle Constellation Wok was divided into nine compartments, each containing a different soup, including Qilin bone soup, Abyssal Chili Sauce soup, carrot soup, the Spring of Life, and spirit herbal soup. The different soups provided diners more choices.

”Nethery, come and show everyone how to order and eat shish kebab,” Bu Fang said to Nethery, who was standing quietly behind him.

Nethery paused, then her eyes curved into crescents as she quickly came to Bu Fang's side.

”You can choose what you like to eat from all the ingredients here, but you can only choose ten skewers in total. You can have ten skewers of the same ingredient or ten skewers of different ingredients,” Bu Fang explained to her.

Nethery nodded seriously, then leaned over all the different ingredients. Her gray-green hair fell over her face, and she pushed them over her ear.

The people in line watched as she chose her ingredients.

She took a blue-and-white porcelain bowl handed to her by Bu Fang, picked out what she wanted to eat from different ingredients, and put them in the bowl. She chose octopus tentacles, demon frog, fire mushroom, demon beef, and peeled little lobster. In just a short time, the bowl was already filled with ten skewers of ingredients.

Bu Fang took the bowl, slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, and then asked, ”Very good. What flavor of soup do you prefer? Do you want something spicy?”

After thinking for a brief moment, Nethery replied, ”Yes, I want it spicy.”

Soon, all ten skewers of ingredients were put into the wok. The soups boiled, emitting plumes of steam that obscured the ingredients. They smelled very fragrant, and when the aroma of nine different soups spread and combined together, they became irresistible.

The people in the queue were very curious because it was the first time they had seen this cooking method. Even Xuanyuan Xiahui was watching with wide eyes. 'It's similar to the hotpot the Great Demon King had introduced before… However, this shish kebab looks more convenient and less cumbersome than hotpot…' Of course, he knew both cooking methods had their own advantages and their own ways of eating and enjoying the dish.

After waiting for a while, the ingredients were cooked. A serious looked flashed in Bu Fang's eyes. He raised his hand and slapped it on the stall, causing the skewers to jump out from the soup. Then, he sent out his mental force, using it to take all the ingredients off the wooden sticks and putting them into the bowl.

Holding the bowl in one hand, he pointed to the Black Turtle Constellation Wok with the other hand. At the gesture, the soup rushed out of the wok like a dragon and poured into the bowl.

Finally, he sprinkled the seasoning into the bowl and added some other toppings, and a simple bowl of boiled shish kebab was ready.

He handed the bowl to Nethery.

Nethery held out her hands and took the bowl. The soup was boiling hot, and the ingredients were floating in it, its rich fragrance wafting out of it to greet her.

The spice-making methods Bu Fang learned in the Abyss were on full display at this moment. The spices he added to the bowl had intensified the flavor of the shish kebabs.

”Give it a taste,” he said.

Nethery pursed her red lips slightly. There seemed to be saliva coming out from the corners of her mouth. She nodded, picked up a porcelain spoon, and gently stirred the soup. The ingredients she had chosen loomed in the roiling red soup, and a spicy smell spread instantly to pervade the air.

Everyone around the stall was watching her movements.

Nethery stirred the soup gently, then scooped up a round, pink little lobster meat and half a spoon of red soup. The meat half-submerged in the soup looked very delicious. Steam shrouded it, making it look like a delicate work of art.

She parted her red lips, revealing her beautiful teeth, then put the lobster meat into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped the meat, moving it between her teeth. After that, she gave it a gentle bite. The meat was very springy, which surprised her. The sweetness in the lobster meat brightened her eyes in an instant, and she could taste a different and unique flavor when this sweetness was mixed with the spiciness of the soup.

She brought the bowl up and took a sip of the soup.

As soon as the hot soup got into her stomach, Nethery felt as if she was on fire. Her fair skin turned a little ruddy, and there was even sweat rolling down her forehead.

She breathed a sigh of relief, stuck out her tongue, and licked her lips, which had turned red from the heat. Then, she narrowed her eyes and said, ”It's delicious…”

The way she ate completely aroused the appetite of the people in the queue. They thought the shish kebab would not be as delicious as teppanyaki, but when they saw her eating, they thought it should not be too bad. And when they saw her take a sip of the boiling soup, every one of them swallowed. They couldn't wait to try it!

Bu Fang had put ten skewers of ingredients in each of the nine compartments, so he could sell to ten people at a time. The people in front of the line had already taken the blue-and-white porcelain bowls he had given them.

The monk, Fa Wu, was impatient. He came closer to the stall and fixed his eyes at the Black Turtle Constellation Work with bright eyes.