Into the Immortal Cultivation

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Seafood and seafood are really rare for people in mainland China. In fact, it is only a few hundred years of effort for this law to clean up the sea front and allow Li Min to settle down.

For the residents of Shenzhou, "seafood" is not only a rare thing, but also a difficult thing to cook-after all, there is no experience.

At present, Shenzhou's approach to seafood is generally only "steamed" and "stewed soup". The former is steamed with mixed cooking wine and ginger, dipped in balsamic vinegar and eaten directly. The latter focuses on a slow fire and simmer slowly.

Among the two eating methods, the former has particularly high requirements on the freshness of the ingredients. This is why Chen Youjia is so familiar with this road.

The location of the seafood market is very close to the spontaneous trading meeting place between the monks. This is not surprising. Due to the dragons' choices for hundreds of millions of years, the closer the sea fish are to the deep sea and the closer to Shenglongyuan, the more delicious. Fishing in the sea is a high-risk industry in a world where sea monsters exist. Hunting seafood from the distant seas is something that only monks can do.

And what can be done is not just ordinary monks.

Chen Youjia looked around. Most of the meat pieces sold here are large and small, and the shape should be the leftovers left by those monks after they hunted the monsters. After digging out the innate **** seal and body materials, there is still some good meat on these monsters, which is wasted, so some monks will also sell it.

However, these are not the goals of Chen Youjia.

Most of these "waste" will not be particularly delicious ingredients, and the price is also very low, ordinary gold and silver can be purchased. The biggest sales of these scraps are those mortals who have some money. After all, this is the meat of monsters, which contains powerful essences. If handled properly, it is very good for the body.

Chen Youjia continued to go deep.

With the deepening of Chen Youjia, the number of mortals who came to buy ingredients gradually decreased, but more and more monks. Chen Youjia knew that the more he went inside, the more precious the ingredients.

Chen Youjia will not be a man, but he is only "experienced" in this regard.

Then, Chen Youjia shrugged her tiny nose, her eyes lit up.

A touch of umami.

There is no trace of fishy flesh, but it has a slight umami taste. This kind of food that has such a taste without treatment must be superb ...

Soon, Chen Youjia set her goals. She stared at a fish in front of a small stall and asked the stall owner: "Daoyou, do you want to buy this tail fish?"

Luoshang fish is a kind of deep-sea fish, very precious. Due to living on the bottom of the dark sea, the eyes of this fish have degenerated into two black stains on the head, the fins are wide, and the swim is slow, so it is called "Luo Shang". This fish has few spines and is extremely delicious, as if born to eat.

There must be no such species on earth. However, the dragons have completely changed the shape of the marine food chain. Under their control, this fish is always in a stable number. And any demon who dares to hunt for food of the Dragon Race will be killed mercilessly by the Dragon Race.

And 200 million years of "selective breeding" also makes this fish taste delicious.

The stall owner was holding a cigarette rod in his mouth. It wasn't shredded tobacco, but a few herbs. He's spitting clouds here and there, actually training his heart. Hearing the question from Chen Youjia, the stall owner grinned: "Tao Daoyou has a good vision. But this fish is reserved for my friends and I don't sell it. Do you want to see other ones?"

Chen Youjia shook his head: "I pay a high price."

As the daughter of Wanfamen, Chen Youjia's pocket pond has never lacked aura.

Who knows, the stall owner still shook his head and smiled: "Little girl, it's boring to say that. These meats and fish, the value of that one can be higher than Qianshi Aura? A monk buys it here for a day. It ’s the limit to earn ten thousand stones. Compared with what you get by hunting and killing monsters and monsters, it ’s a plus. It ’s better if you do n’t have one. ”

Chen Youjia frowned, and recently the grievances of Mao Zimiao's frustration and appetite were also interrupted.

At this moment, she heard an exclamation: "Sister Chen?"

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Mao Zimiao did not expect to encounter Chen Youjia at this place.

How do I say ... I would like to ask, what do you feel when you see a bit of a hot second-line star crouching in a vegetable market on your doorstep and looking at a pork with grievances?

Mao Zimiao is basically in this mood.

She came here, in fact, she wanted to buy some good ingredients and went back to make a good meal for her brother and sister. The half demon's body is benefited from the spiritual wisdom of the human race, the spirit is powerful, and it is born with demon spirit. If this power is properly cultivated, it will become a helper when you step on the fairy road in the future. But it is precisely because of this, so the half-demon needs more nutrition during the growth period.

The stall owner Tu Zhenxi greeted Mao Zimiao: "Niece, what's wrong, do you know?"

"This is ... my sister ... meow ..." Mao Zimiao looked at Chen Youjia.

At this point, what Chen Youjia thought was already "how to escape the earth" and "I really want to die."

She can disregard the image, but she doesn't know why, but she doesn't want to expose her nature in front of Mao Zimiao.

"Woo ..."

Mao Zimiao smiled helplessly and sighed in the heart, "Sister Sister is still so cold", while facing Tuzhen West Road: "Tu Bo is very meow. You said that you gave Xiaoya a good fish ...

"Well, this is it." Tu Zhenxi, a monk who had been injured by Mao Zimiao not long ago, handed the fish that Chen Youjia saw to Mao Zimiao.

In an instant, the resentment of being eaten by the mouth, the vinegar of being loved by the horizontal knife, and the frustration of being unable to say a normal conversation broke out. The grievances on Chen Youjia were almost full of substance. Fortunately, Chen Youjia is just a normal monk. He has n’t been as crazy as Wang Qi to get me the same way. Otherwise, Mao Zimiao is definitely not as simple as a surprise.

Mao Zimiao followed Chen Youjia's gaze and saw the fish in his hand, and then he could only smile bitterly. Looking at Chen Youjia squatting on the ground, she suddenly had a feeling of "this sister is actually quite cute".

Then, she shook her ears, and the ghost messenger asked: "Sister, can I ask you to go to my house for a meal?"

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Feeling never experienced before.

Chen Youjia looked at the dining table in front of herself blankly, and looked at the three sisters of the Mao family who were in a mess in front of him.

Unfamiliar tableware, unfamiliar ... people.

Also, strange smell.

The loam pomfret and rice wine and rice wine mixed with **** and garlic juice, steamed and enlarged until the skin naturally cracked. Then add balsamic vinegar dip. In fact, it is not a particularly high-end eating method.

However, lips and teeth remain fragrant.

This seems to be what is called "home cooking", a cuisine that Chen Youjia has not tasted alone.

Somehow, she suddenly felt a little more frustrated.

—Damn ... I ate her food, and I do n’t even know how to show off with her.

——Woo ...

Chen Youjia's mood was even lower. She said to Mao Zimiao: "Sister Mao, I will go back first."

"Ah, Sister Chen, won't you sit for a while ... wait, wait. I will send Sister, will you go back?" Mao Zimiao hurriedly dropped her brother and sister and chased.

Chen Youjia said lightly: "I don't need it anymore, I can go back by myself."

"This is a ceremonial meow, etiquette." Mao Zimiao emphasized, followed Mao Zimiao out, leaving her sister to look after the house.

Then, along the way, the two girls walked without a word.

Chen Youjia felt that she was about to die of an embarrassing cancer attack, and she didn't know what to say. Mao Zimiao slightly lowered his body and said: "A little light meal, no respect ..."

"No, it's delicious ... thank you ... you."

Chen Youjia replied abnormally.

——Especially the taste called "Human Flavor" ... Never eaten ...

When he came to Mao Zimiao's house, Chen Youjia also saw Mao Zimiao's father Mao Kaicheng-mediocre, not very strong, but a man who cares for his family. In addition, she also saw the "normal children".

Perhaps it was the reason why the childhood shadow was too deep. Although Chen Youjia had reconciled with his biological father, when he saw a family like Mao Zimiao, he couldn't help but feel a sense of envy.

Mao Zimiao clapped her hands cleverly and said sincerely: "Sister, you just like it."

After walking out of Round City, the two girls came to the beach again. This is the sunset. Under the sunlight, the body of Poseidon's genus Xi refracted a strange brilliance.

And Mao Zimiao's eyes floated to the sea again, revealing a melancholic look.

This is also the first time Chen Youjia has seen Mao Zimiao show such a heartbreaking expression.

"what happened?"

Mao Zimiao clutched his chest and shook his head: "It's nothing, just ... I just have a friend, probably still in an overseas adventure? Occasionally I think of him ... Is he safe now ... or something ..."

"Your, friend? What friend? Where is he?" Chen Youjia decided to pretend not to know, spying on the "enemy situation".

Mao Zimiao smiled bitterly: "In fact, it is just an ordinary friend ... Sometimes I even think that I don't need to worry about him at all ..."

"why?"

"Me, I'm so useless ... I can't do anything." Mao Zimiao looked at the setting sun and smiled bitterly: "And my friend, it's so powerful ... Maybe he doesn't need someone to go Worry about him, meow, he kind of ... "

Chen Youjia pointed out: "You are still worried."

Mao Zimiao smiled bitterly: "Yeah ... because when I met him, he wasn't as powerful as he was, and he didn't do anything. After practicing the exercises, he didn't make up if he accidentally chopped up the pillow and bedding. Na. So meow, I just can't help worrying about him. "

"Actually, this kind of worry is really not necessary." Chen Youjia's footsteps suddenly accelerated two steps, throwing Mao Zimiao away from half a position, and then said: "If he is really like you said, it is so powerful. if."

Unlike Mao Zimiao, Chen Youjia never worried about Wang Qi at all. In her eyes, Wang Qi is sometimes unreliable and sometimes creates terrifying troubles. But only one thing. She believed that he could definitely overcome all difficulties.

Chen Youjia will never worry about Wang Qi's safety.

If Wang Qi really had an accident, then she would just silently wait until she achieved a happy life, and then slaughter the Xihai Demon Race.

Mao Zimiao was confused: "Sister ... Meow? Go?"

At this time, where can I see Chen Youjia's figure?

A few minutes later, Chen Youjia appeared in his study and bumped his head on the table.

——What am I doing ...

——I should tell her ...

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