The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 66: Recognizable Landmarks
At the desk in the bedroom, Qin Lang carefully added the finishing touches to the hand-drawn picture on the table.

A brand new hand-painted landscape painting is completed.

This is the fourth landscape painting that appears immediately after the successful opening of the third landscape painting.

Unlike the previous three landscape paintings, the background of this painting is not a forest or natural landscape, but a vague city outline, and its main subject is a deer statue with its head raised.

"I feel that the location corresponding to this painting should be found soon." Qin Lang touched his chin and spoke seriously.

The deer statues in the city are quite distinctive.

"Gulu~"

Danbao lay limply on the table, his round body flattened a little due to complete relaxation. He echoed Qin Lang's words reluctantly, and then asked a question that hit the soul.

"Gulu?"

"Not yet." Qin Lang's expression instantly fell.

It's all because of that egg.

The egg laid by the little fat chicken was only enough to make a plate of fried rice. Qin Lang and Danbao each got half, but they were not full at all.

Until this moment, the rich aroma of eggs still seemed to linger between the lips and teeth, making the man and the spirit start to crave the precious eggs again.

"It would be great if I could have another egg." Qin Lang showed a look of longing, "This kind of egg must be delicious when used to make steamed eggs."

"There are also fried eggs, egg cakes, and seaweed egg drop soup..."

As Qin Lang talked about various egg-related dishes like a treasure trove, tears flowed from the corners of Danbao's mouth.

Dead chicken, come and lay eggs!

Just when both the man and the spirit were about to emo, a loud crowing sound rang out in Qin Lang's mind.

Qin Lang's eyes lit up instantly, and he sat up straight abruptly. He couldn't wait to close his eyes and enter a state of inner vision.

After the last crow, the little fat chicken laid an egg.

Will it lay eggs this time?
Just as he was thinking, Qin Lang saw the situation inside the chicken coop.

His expression froze for a moment.

Bad news, the little fat chicken didn't lay any eggs.

Good news, it laid a chicken drumstick.

Yes, that's right, there was a chicken leg lying quietly in the chicken coop, and it was even plucked.

And that was not an ordinary chicken leg, but a drumstick with the base, a whole pistol leg.

Qin Lang came out of the inner vision state, holding the precious chicken pistol leg which was a circle larger than the normal pistol leg, and his expression was still a little dazed.

Is this the precious ingredient dropped by Zhenling?

Although it is very inconsistent, it also feels inexplicably reasonable.

Forget it, it's not important.

Qin Lang pinched the elastic and plump pistol leg in his hand, swallowed his saliva, picked up the hand-painted painting and walked out of the room.

"Supper is here."
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"Zhen Ling produced rare ingredients so quickly?!"

Zhao Qian looked at the pistol in Qin Lang's hand in confusion, with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

"You kid, you won't abuse it, right?"

"How is that possible?" Qin Lang summoned the little fat chicken and handed it to Zhao Qian, "Look at it, it's so plump and white."

Zhao Qian was speechless.

After not seeing it for a few hours, this precious spirit was obviously in much better condition and didn't look like it had been abused at all.

Putting Zhen Ling down, Zhao Qian looked at the pistol kick Qin Lang was showing, her eyes suddenly burning, "So... we can eat it soon?"

"That's right." Qin Lang nodded with a smile. He had agreed to share some of the rare ingredients with Zhao Qian after obtaining them, so he would not break his promise.

As for the precious eggs from before...

Ahem, that doesn’t count!
"Hey, hey, hey!" Cao Dongdong cast a resentful look at the side, "Are you really not going to explain to me?"

What a precious spirit, what a precious ingredient.

Why does he feel like he has missed so many things?
"Well, this is a long story." Qin Lang smiled and briefly recounted what he and Zhao Qian had experienced in the afternoon.

After hearing this, Cao Dongdong expressed regret and said, "Next time there is something interesting like this, please call me!"

"Okay, okay." Qin Lang smiled and nodded, "I didn't forget to call you when we were eating."

"That's true." Cao Dongdong quickly smiled and patted Qin Lang on the shoulder. "Good brother."

"One pistol leg isn't enough for us, so I just used the leftover beef at home to make it."

"Is it that silver-frost beef?!" Cao Dongdong's eyes lit up.

"No." Qin Lang rolled his eyes. "Before that, I bought some beef myself. The quality was pretty good. The leftovers were just enough for us to eat."

"Tsk~" Cao Dongdong curled his lips, "Stingy."

"Are you going to eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat!" Cao Dongdong nodded like pecking at rice and smiled flatteringly.

"I'll eat whatever Chef Qin cooks."

Qin Lang curled his lips and walked into the kitchen. Cao Dongdong and Zhao Qian sat obediently at the dining table, waiting for dinner to be served.

"what?"

Zhao Qian caught a glimpse of the hand-drawn painting that Qin Lang had casually placed on the dining table. She subconsciously picked it up and looked at it with a look of surprise.

"A new hand-painted image?"

"What's wrong?" Cao Dongdong asked curiously.

"Look, can you recognize where this is?" Zhao Qian silently turned the hand-drawn drawing over and handed it to Cao Dongdong.

"Hmm? This is the Silver Deer statue, the landmark of Bailu Mountain City!" Cao Dongdong glanced at it and said casually, "I saw it when I traveled to Bailu Mountain City two years ago. I definitely remember it correctly."

As he spoke, Cao Dongdong noticed Zhao Qian's increasingly strange expression, "Is there a problem?"

"No." Zhao Qian shook her head, "It's just that I guess Qin Lang will go to Bailu Mountain City soon."

"Huh?" Cao Dongdong blinked. "Why?"

"This is Qin Lang's hand-drawing." Zhao Qian paused slightly. "He used hand-drawing to find things twice before."

Whether it was the search for the Red Lu Lotus or the search for the Zhen Ling, Zhao Qian saw it with her own eyes.

"He has now drawn the landmark of Bailushan City. I'm afraid he will go to Bailushan City soon."

As Zhao Qian finished speaking, the two fell silent at the same time.
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In the kitchen, completely unaware of the conversation between the two people in the restaurant, Qin Lang skillfully disassembled the pistol leg bones. He couldn't help but sigh at the elasticity of the chicken, which was more translucent than ordinary chicken and had no fishy smell at all.

"This kind of chicken would be so good if it were made into Kung Pao Chicken."

Yes, the moment Qin Lang got this large pistol leg, he had already decided what dish to cook.

It has to be the Kung Pao Chicken which is super super delicious!
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

After using the base of the knife to cut the fascia of the boneless chicken thigh, Qin Lang wielded the knife quickly, cutting the chicken thigh into 1.5cm wide strips and then diced them.

Add scallion, ginger, cooking wine, pepper and light soy sauce to the chopped meat, stir for 30 seconds to allow the flavor to be fully absorbed by the chicken, then add wet pea starch that has been added with water and stirred evenly in advance, and finally add a little water and stir again.

After finishing the preliminary processing of the chicken, Qin Lang looked at Dan Bao beside him and suddenly said, "Dan Bao, do you like cucumbers?"

"Gulu?"

(End of this chapter)