There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 391 Not easy...

The amount of long life in a ray is indefinite, it is entirely up to the individual.

At this time, Father Yan has been controlling the amount of longevity, judging by the amount of flour, how much is needed...

He keeps experimenting, keeps getting familiar.

When he was under control, it was already past twelve o'clock in the night.

Yan Qingkong walked into the kitchen and was a little surprised when he saw that his father hadn't made a pot of pies yet, and he kept trying to figure out how to get angry.

"Hey, son, when did you come in?"

As soon as Father Yan looked up, he saw his son standing aside and asked, "By the way, what time is it?"

"It's 35:[-]." Yan Qingkong looked at his watch and said.

"It's past twelve o'clock?"

Father Yan was stunned for a moment, then asked in amazement: "So fast? Why do I feel like it's only been an hour or two?"

"Dad, it's late at night, come back tomorrow?" Yan Qingkong asked.

"Soon, soon." Father Yan said, and asked, "By the way, how do you control the amount of longevity?"

"How to control it?"

Yan Qingkong was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it, he said, "It's just a feeling, I just rely on my personal feeling."

"Feel?"

Father Yan frowned and thought, as if it was true.

When I am cooking, it is impossible to weigh how much oil and how much salt I put in, everything is my own feeling.

This feeling requires more practice.

"Dad, are you going to stay overnight?" Yan Qingkong asked.

Father Yan nodded and said, "Go home first, and tell your mother that I won't be going home tonight."

"also."

Yan Qingkong hesitated and said.

Time passed, and Father Yan didn't know when his son left. Anyway, when he looked up, his son was no longer in the kitchen.

But at this moment, he finally managed to control the amount, and the thought in his mind was full of thoughts, and a ray of blue light immediately flowed to his hand.

"This ray of long life is blended into the water..."

Father Yan looked at the growing vitality on his fingertips, and slowly melted it into the water.

However, even if he can control the amount of long life, he still can't evenly blend it into the ingredients.

This still depends on more practice to develop the feeling.

puff--

A puff of blue smoke came out of the basin, and the water disappeared.

"Is the water all gone?"

Father Yan was stunned, and suddenly felt a little tired.

Tonight, I don't know how many times I have fried it, I feel like I am making alchemy instead of making pie.

Been frying the oven...

An hour passed, or two hours passed, and I didn't know how many times it was blown up.

At this time, Father Yan felt extremely tired all over, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Take a break first.

With this in mind, Father Yan walked out of the kitchen and out of the living room.

He looked up and saw that it was daylight.

At this time, Yan Qingkong happened to walk up to the stone platform, and seeing his father coming out of the living room tired, he asked, "Dad, you didn't work all night, did you?"

Father Yan nodded with a wry smile, "It still failed."

"Dad, don't worry, you can take your time." Yan Qingkong said quickly, and walked up quickly, "Dad, eat some energy first, and then rest for a while."

Yan Qingkong immediately brought out several dishes of lettuce.

Father Yan ate a lot without being polite, and then went to the bedroom on the fourth floor to rest for a while. After about two hours, he went into the kitchen again to get busy.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

In the kitchen of the Longevity Inn.

Father Yan was pouring water and kneading noodles, he was highly concentrated and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.

After a while, the face was reconciled.

call--

He breathed a sigh of relief, this is considered a success, and he just waited to wake up.

Over the past two days, I don't know how many times I have done it again and again, but Yan's father finally got a feel for it.

While he was waiting for the noodles to wake up, he hurriedly prepared the stuffing. After a lot of effort, the stuffing was successfully blended into the long life, exuding a faint fluorescence.

At this moment, the piece of dough gradually emitted a faint fluorescence.

"The noodles are awake, you can roll the skin."

Father Yan quickly rolled the dough into sheets, then wrapped the fillings in the rolled sheets like buns, and then flattened them into large cakes.

After forming a cake, the fluorescence dissipated.

He only made about ten at a time, and he didn't dare to make too much at once, or they would all be fried into charcoal...

"It must be successful!"

Father Yan clenched his fists tightly, he had already failed too much.

In fact, it took Yan Qingkong more than ten days to achieve this step, but he only spent more than two days...

At this time, Yan's father lit a stove and put a little oil in the pot. After the oil was hot, he put in the prepared cakes one by one, being very careful.

"Zizi-"

After a while, one side of the pie was gradually burnt, and it began to smell like cake.

At this time, he was so nervous that he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

"puff!"

One of the pies, suddenly became black charcoal.

This was what he expected.

"Nine more!"

His nerves tensed up, he quickly removed the black charcoal, and carefully controlled the heat.

"puff!"

"Eight more!"

Father Yan's spirit was highly concentrated.

At this time, it could be seen that fine beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.

"This side is almost burnt." He was very fast, flipping the pie to the other side in just a few seconds.

"Pfft!"

Two muffled sounds came out, and the two pies turned into black charcoal.

"There are six more!"

In a short while, the other side of the pie was also burnt. Yan's father quickly changed the medium heat to low heat, and waited until the pie was cooked slowly.

"Pfft-"

Two muffled sounds sounded in a row.

"Four more!"

Father Yan was extremely expectant and nervous, his eyes fixed on Pie, and he felt that he was about to succeed.

"It smells so good!"

After a while, the remaining four pies suddenly glowed faintly.

Moreover, the aroma of cakes became more and more intense, permeating the entire kitchen, making him swallow his saliva uncontrollably.

It's so fragrant, it makes people mouth watering.

In a few seconds, the faint fluorescent light became brighter and brighter, gradually turning into light red.

"Success?"

Father Yan was very excited when he saw the great joy.

In the blink of an eye, the light red emitted by the pie turned into light red.

It worked!
It finally worked!
Father Yan was extremely excited and excited. His hard work for two days was not in vain. He couldn't control his emotions and shouted: "Haha, it finally succeeded, son, your father finally succeeded!"

At this time, the firewood was quickly removed, and the pie was put on the plate.

Although Yan Qingkong was not in the kitchen, he was still at the Longevity Inn. Hearing the shouts from the kitchen, he hurried in.

Made it in two days?

Yan Qingkong was very surprised, it took him more than ten days.

"Four?"

After Yan Qingkong walked in, he was slightly surprised to see his father successfully made four pies. Could it be that his father was born to be a chef?
"Haha, how is it?"

Father Yan said excitedly, sending the dish up like offering a treasure.

"Father is still amazing! It took me more than a dozen trials before I succeeded." Yan Qingkong couldn't help admiring him, but he was a little surprised.

"Come on, let's have a taste of Dad's handicraft." Father Yan said happily with a smile.

When he reached out, the pie flew away suddenly.

At this time, Father Yan was a little stunned. The pie that he had worked so hard to make flew away?

What's happening here?
……

(End of this chapter)