Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 529: Scallion oil splashed noodles

Shi Yu walked to him, "I heard that you are in poor health, I will show you."

When her hand covered his head, the young man became stiff and did not dare to move a bit. At the same time, it seems that warm water in his citrus is soaking his body inch by inch, making his original Shen Ke sickness a little bit relaxed. It seems that the dried flesh is like a withered tree sapling being enriched with nectar, a little bit of vitality.

"Huh?" Shi Yu was a little surprised. The young man's roots were unexpectedly wonderful, but he did not have spiritual roots. Without spiritual roots, he would not be able to perceive spiritual power, but he has spiritual power involved in his body. The reason why his body is so weak is because it can’t bear this spiritual power, it will become exhausted. .

Just like seedlings need to be watered to grow, too much water is not good, but it will make the seedlings rot. This boy is probably in this state now.

Withdrawing his hand, Shi Yu already had cares in his mind.

"May I have any help?" The tender voice of the boy dripped on the banana leaves like raindrops, and it also hit Shiyu's heart. She had never seen a child who would ask if he could survive so peacefully. If he could grow up smoothly, he would be a great person if he didn't talk about the situation in the future.

"With me, you can't die." Shi Yu said, "But if you want to heal you, you have to go a long way with me."

This is Shi Yu's little selfishness. This child has such a good aptitude, as long as he helps him to shape his spiritual roots, he will surely rise to the sky in the future. If he stayed here, it would be equivalent to being covered in dust. Without a cultivation environment, he might not be able to make good use of his qualifications in the future. Or maybe he was lucky enough to find Master again, but doesn't this mean that someone else has picked up the fruit? If you have a good talent, you must first meet your own needs.

The boy didn't seem to expect to get hope of life from her, and the pupils of his eyes were slightly enlarged because of the surprise.

He has a very early wisdom. Since childhood, he has always heard his parents sighing behind his back. How many times has he hoped that he can't drag them down. Even if it is dead, it must be quietly, not let them know.

And now someone tells him that his body is still saved.

How not excited it makes him.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the courtyard outside, and then a middle-aged couple appeared at the door.

Compared with the amazing aptitude of the teenager, his parents are ordinary people. But after knowing that Shi Yu could save their child, they were very grateful, even if Shi Yu wanted to take the child away from them.

"The day Ze will be pleased with you... as long as he can survive..." When my mother said this, she was already crying. The man next to him also looked reluctant, but he could only comfort his wife in a low voice at this time.

At least the children are still alive, and even if they are not by their side, they will live well in some corner of the world. It's better than they watch the child become weak and dying day by day but unable to do anything.

Shi Yu understood their feelings, and she was not in a hurry to take the people away, planning to leave them two days to bid them farewell. Stormwind City is a hundred miles away, I believe Qingchen Xuanyin and the others are there, there shouldn't be any major problems.

The family's yard is not big, it's an ordinary farmhouse. In the shady corner of the yard, two pickle jars were occasionally making a muffled noise. A little outside the pickle jar are two fruit trees leaning against the courtyard wall, under the trees are stubbles of flowers and plants. Come over a little bit, and it is a green vegetable garden.

Red pepper garlic and corn bacon hung under the eaves of the house. The yard is small, but it is well organized. All these show the family's diligence and simplicity.

At this time, Shiyu smelled a scent, which came from the kitchen next to him.

Ordinary people, usually when guests come, they will make a snack first. The dim sums here are not ordinary cakes, but pasta and the like, which are used to temporarily soothe your hunger.

Shi Yu is now a distinguished guest in the eyes of the family. The hands of the clever woman have a different kind of magic power, which can always turn the things on hand into the most delicious things.

Shiyu was attracted to the kitchen by the fragrance, and saw the hot oil sizzling in the pot on the stovetop, and the green onion knots were being fried. In the blue and white porcelain sea bowl next to the stove, the translucent beige noodles are sprinkled with emerald green onions, bright red peppers, and finely chopped sesame seeds.

The oil contaminated with green onion is already hot. The woman lifted the pot and poured the hot oil on the surface. The noodles sizzled, and the aroma of the green onion was rushed up by the heat. Shi Yu took a deep breath and it smelled good.

It's not that you want to taste the most authentic delicacy, the best place is the craftsmanship of the locals. Shi Yu didn't know if the oily noodles were a feature of this place, but she had to admit that her appetite had been aroused by the fragrance.

At this time, the woman beat the eggs into the pan with her hands and feet flexibly, and then fry them with the remaining hot oil. The surface layer of the fried eggs will soon become brown and crispy, and it will nourish in the pan. Noisy.

"Auntie, you are really good craftsman." Shi Yu exclaimed sincerely.

The woman smiled shyly, "If you do too much, you will get used to it. I don't know if it suits your taste." As she said, with a shake of her wrist, the golden scorched omelette slipped from the pot into the sea bowl. in.

At this time, in a celadon bowl, golden omelettes, emerald green onions, and red peppers are paired with noodles stained with soy sauce to make a sauce. Just look at it with your eyes, and you will feel the taste is full.

"You have to eat this cushion for your stomach first~IndoMTL.com~I am going to prepare lunch now." The woman put the noodles on the table outside under the tree, thinking about what to eat to entertain the guests.

Shi Yu is also welcome, she is really interested in this food now. The bamboo chopsticks clamped a finger-wide noodle into his mouth, and the slightly spicy sensation suddenly spread in the mouth. Shi Yu has always been uncomfortable with hotness, and this degree of hotness is trivial to her.

The most amazing thing about her was the noodles that came into her mouth. It was elastic, and the outer layer was slightly crispy, and the fragrance of green onions made the whole noodles unique. The taste of noodles is pure, and the seasoning becomes the key thing. At least Shi Yu is very satisfied with the scallion oil splashed noodles she is eating now.

"It tastes great!" Shi Yu did not hesitate to praise himself, "This craft can be used in large restaurants."

The woman was a little embarrassed by her praise, and wiped her hand on her apron, "Then you eat slowly, I will prepare lunch." It can be seen that she is also very happy to receive this praise. This is the feeling of being recognized.

"Good, good." Shiyu is already a little expectant about what he can taste next.

A cook, who knows how to cook himself, also expects to taste different flavors from others.