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As the first forest frog slid into the oil pan.

"Sizzle—"

The moment the white smoke rose, the smell in the kitchen changed.

The fishy smell that used to make your scalp crawl was completely transformed by the boiling oil.

It turned into a strong meaty aroma.

The rich base of soybean oil brings out the natural sweetness of the frog meat.

Add to that the pungent kick of scallions, ginger, and thirteen-spice powder exploding at high temperatures.

Several flavors mixed together, wafting straight into one's nose.

Fang Yu held a large strainer in his hand, slowly stirring it in the pot.

"You have to get the timing right."

"Fry over medium heat until thoroughly cooked, forcing out the moisture."

"Look, the color is already starting to turn yellow."

Liu Yifei had moved behind Fang Yu without anyone noticing.

She herself didn't realize it.

From the moment Fang Yu sprinkled the thirteen-spice powder into the basin, her legs began to move uncontrollably.

Liu Yifei's gaze fell on the few frogs wriggling in the pot.

After being coated in flour, they were no longer the dark, gooey creatures they had been in the bucket.

Golden and plump, they tumbled and rolled in the oil.

"Fang Yu, why... is it still moving?"

Fang Yu didn't even turn his head.

"The kicking of its legs means it's fresh."

"It's been frozen in the freezer for half a year, you can't even move it if you try to."

As he spoke, he scooped out the first batch of forest frogs.

The freshly cooked frog was still bubbling slightly on the surface, with oil droplets dripping down the crispy crust.

"It's not over yet, we have to bomb it again."

Fang Yu turned the fire up to the maximum, and the oil noodles began to sizzle.

"The second frying is to force the outer shell to become extremely brittle."

"After frying this dish, even the bones taste like crispy rice crust."

The frogs were put back into the pot.

This time it only lasted about ten seconds.

Fang Yu swiftly scooped up the oil, shook it off, and poured it into a plate lined with absorbent paper.

A dozen or so golden-brown, deep-fried forest frogs, steaming with fine heat, were deftly divided into two plates by Fang Yu.

Then, take out the salt and pepper and sprinkle it evenly.

"All done."

Fang Yu first picked up one of the plates and sent it out.

"Grandma, Grandpa, Mom and Dad, it's fried, eat it while it's hot."

He slammed the plate down on the kang table.

Grandpa glanced at it, then calmly reached out, picked one up, and bit it directly into his mouth.

He chewed a couple of times and nodded.

That's the highest possible rating.

Zhao Guifang and Fang Daqiang each grabbed one, took a bite, and began to comment:

"The heat wasn't quite right; it wasn't as crispy as your grandpa's."

Fang Yu ignored him completely and went back to the kitchen.

Then he took another plate and shoved it right under Liu Yifei's nose.

"Fairy Sister, please enjoy this."

Liu Yifei stared at the plate, her expression complex.

The image of that group of dark-skinned guys stacking themselves on top of each other at the bottom of the bucket was still lingering in my mind ten minutes ago.

But the nose has completely betrayed us.

The aroma of freshly baked food, mixed with the salty and savory flavor of salt and pepper, wafted towards her face in waves.

The viewers in the live stream chat were already drooling with envy.

[I can smell the fragrance even through the screen, Fang Yu, you've gone too far!]

Look at the color, look at the texture, it's definitely crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

[Fairy Sister, stop holding back! Your drool is practically dripping into your plate.]

This stuff paired with an ice-cold beer is pure bliss.

Seeing that Liu Yifei was hesitant, Fang Yu was about to use his tried-and-true method of provocation.

"What, you don't dare..."

However, he only got halfway through his sentence.

Liu Yifei has already reached out her hand.

He pinched a frog's hind leg with two fingers and brought it directly to his mouth.

Fang Yu's words, "I dare not eat," were abruptly cut off, and he swallowed them back down.

He raised an eyebrow.

Wow.

They won't even give me a chance to be provoked?

"Click—"

A crisp sound exploded in the kitchen.

The moment the outer shell cracks, the salty and savory aroma of salt and pepper bursts out first.

Next comes the meat inside.

It is more delicate than fish meat, yet firmer, and has an indescribable sweetness.

What she least expected was the bones.

It's really crispy.

It doesn't prick your mouth at all when you chew it; in fact, it gets more fragrant the more you chew it.

"……tasty."

She quickly gnawed the entire thigh clean.

Then his eyes unconsciously drifted to the plate.

"It tastes better than bullfrog."

Before he finished speaking, his hand had already reached out and pinched another thigh.

Fang Yu crossed his arms, leaned against the stove, and looked at her with a smile.

"How about it? I wasn't lying to you, was I?"

He picked one up too.

But the way they're eaten is completely different.

Instead of biting the leg first, it directly aimed the frog's head at its mouth.

Mouth to mouth.

"Snap!"

With one bite, half a head, along with the flesh of its chest, went into its mouth.

He chewed with relish, his mouth full of flavor, and spoke in a muffled voice.

"There's an old saying about this: if you know how to eat it, eat it mouth to mouth; if you don't know how, eat the leg first."

As he spoke, he waved the remaining half in his hand in front of Liu Yifei.

"The brain is the real essence."

"The most fragrant and chewiest."

Then, Fang Yu added a provocative remark.

"But for a newbie like you, just stick to eating legs."

Liu Yifei was biting the thigh of the forest frog in her hand.

Upon hearing this, they stopped moving.

She glanced at the forest frog in Fang Yu's hand, which was missing half of its head.

He looked down at the leg bone he had gnawed clean in his hand.

He didn't speak.

The frog was turned upside down.

Aim at his head.

One bite.

"Click."

I chewed it twice.

He gave his evaluation without any expression.

"It definitely smells better than legs."

Fang Yu looked at her calm and composed demeanor, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

I feel a little... disappointed.

He suddenly missed Liu Yifei, who would get angry at the sight of rock sugar and garlic, and jump three meters away at the smell of soybean paste.

Those were such fun times.

He said, "You wouldn't dare," and she glared at him defiantly.

Now look what's happened.

Before I could even use any reverse psychology, they'd already taken action themselves.

They didn't even give you a reaction.

This rate of evolution is just too outrageous.

At this rate, in a few more days...

This guy probably can squat by the river and catch frogs with his bare hands.

The chat room was completely exploding with comments.

[Did you guys notice? The fairy picked it up much faster this time than she did with the spicy candy strips!]

Before, it was like stuffing food into your mouth with your eyes closed; now it's like chewing bones with your eyes wide open. What do you call that? That's a qualitative change.

Before Fang Yu could even say "You wouldn't dare," the celestial being took action herself, leaving him with no room for goading, hahaha!

[Fang Yu, look what you've done! What have you turned this fairy-like girl into?!]

Liu Yifei ate with her mouth full of oil.

She raised her head, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Fang Yu.

"Didn't you say there would be a second act?"

His voice carried a sense of self-righteous urging.

This person is completely different from the one who screamed at the sight of a toad just half an hour ago.

Fang Yu wiped his hands on his apron and smiled.

"Don't rush."

"Deep-fried forest frogs are just the base dish."