1345 Braised Chicken Fee (2/2)
What Bu Fang needed to prepare next was the braising liquid, which was the essence of this dish.
He took out a large piece of rhino meat and used it to make a stock. The meat came from Yellow Spring Great Sage, who picked it up from the battlefield of the stars. After the stock was made, he put together eighteen precious spirit herbs and boiled them into a golden brown liquid. When both were ready, he mixed the stock and the liquid together and added the rhino meat he used to make the stock.
The next step was the preparation of spices. For Bu Fang, it was an easy job because he had a good understanding of spices. After adding spices to the braising liquid, he mixed in some minced Exploding Flame Pepper and Son Mother Ginger.
Soon, the braising liquid was done. The liquid boiled in the wok, giving off a plume of steam and an attractive aroma of herbs.
Looking at the boiling liquid, Bu Fang added the chicken feet into it and reduced the temperature by making the flames burn slower. If the temperature was too high, the skin of the chicken feet would burst open, which would affect the appearance and taste. Temperature control was also a very important skill in cooking.
In the following braising process, he added various ingredients, such as Spirit Star Anise, more minced Son Mother Ginger and Exploding Flame Pepper, and some other spices.
Over time, the liquid thickened, and the chicken feet turned dark brown. They now seemed to be coated in a layer of liquid sugar, glistening and looking very delicious.
The braised chicken feet were finally ready. Bu Fang took them all out of the wok, drained them, and placed them in a blue-and-white porcelain plate, stacking one atop another.
Yellow Spring Great Sage was already stunned as he watched Bu Fang cook. The delicious fragrance in the air made his stomach growl, and he suddenly felt very hungry.
”Bu Fang, my little friend, what is this dish called? Is it the dish that goes with wine you mentioned?”
Yellow Spring Great Sage wiped the drool from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. He couldn't wait to try this dish. The chicken feet were braised with the liquid made of the rhino meat, which was actually the flesh of a Nine-revolution Great Saint. Just thinking about it was enough to fill him with excitement.
Bu Fang sat in a chair, slapped the lid off a jar of wine, and then gave Yellow Spring Great Sage a sideways glance. He didn't say anything but just picked up a chicken foot and took a bite off it. The skin was tender, the bones were not tough, and the tendons were very chewy. He could easily crunch them with his teeth.
After finishing it, he took a swallow of the wine. The mellow liquor and the tasty chicken feet filled his heart with happiness.
”This dish is called braised chicken feet. It goes perfectly with wine.” After saying that, Bu Fang continued eating and drinking.
Yellow Spring Great Sage couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed a chicken foot and began chewing it, filling the air with crunching sounds. He didn't even spit the bones. Then, he took a swallow of the wine and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
With wine jars in hand, the two of them ate the chicken feet. Soon, the floor was littered with chicken bones and empty wine jars.
If Lord Dog knew that they were happily eating chicken feet and drinking wine here, he would probably have a nervous breakdown. He asked them to protect him from being disturbed, not to have a feast. Of course, he didn't know what they were doing, and Bu Fang and Yellow Spring Great Sage didn't care.
The sound of crunching chicken bones and drinking echoed in the silent great hall, and from time to time, there was a burp from Yellow Spring Great Sage.
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The sky in Earth Prison was torn apart. A terrifying pressure filled the air, and then a silver sword flew out of the rift in the void and sped away in a flash.
On the silver sword stood an old man in a gray robe. An old gourd hung on his waist. Although it looked very shabby, it was the source of the old man's confidence.
Even Tyrant Patriarch died in Bu Fang's hand. How could he be so ignorant as to come to Earth Prison and get himself killed? Without this gourd, he would not have come here again. It was a different story, however, now that he had it, for the gourd was something left behind by that man…
Soon, Sword Demon Patriarch saw the huge Black Temple and the invisible vortex rotating above it.
”Nether Puppeteer was right… That dog is really making a breakthrough!”
Hovering in midair, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the Black Temple below the vortex. His gaze passed through the walls and saw Bu Fang and Yellow Spring Great Sage, who were eating chicken feet and drinking wine in the great hall.
”Hmm? Sure enough, someone is guarding him…”
When Sword Demon Patriarch saw Bu Fang, his body gave a shiver—he instantly recalled Tyrant Patriarch's death. Then, he brought the gourd up, gave it a swirl, and uncorked it. A scarlet drop of liquid immediately floated out of the gourd.
”The Heaven-defying Fortune Wine… I can finally taste you.”
A look of desire emerged in Sword Demon Patriarch's eyes, and he snapped his finger. The liquid drop immediately flew into his mouth and burst into a strong bouquet.
Suddenly, a terrible aura exploded out in the sky.
Bu Fang and Yellow Spring Great Sage, who were drinking and eating chicken feet, stopped and looked up into the sky. Their eyes fell on Sword Demon Patriarch standing on a silver sword.