Chapter 11 Huo Chicken


    The meat in the bowl is light golden yellow, and the meat is crystal clear, looking like chicken legs, but the size is similar to the pig elbows I ate in my previous life.


    The soup is transparent and has a light greasy layer, moist but not greasy. It is decorated with some mushroom side dishes, as well as some emerald green spices cut into small pieces.


    Mo Hua hasn’t eaten meat for a long time, and the last time she ate meat was the Warrior Hunting Festival half a year ago.


    Meat in the Taoist world is very expensive, unless it is difficult for ordinary monks to eat meat during festivals.


    The meat eaten by monks is roughly divided into two categories, one is the meat of spiritual beasts.


    Different from monsters, spiritual beasts are raised by monks and fed with spiritual herbs and various other natural spiritual objects. The flesh is delicate, easy to cook, and has spiritual energy, so it is very expensive and not affordable by casual cultivators.


    Another type is the meat of herbivorous monsters.


    All monsters will kill people, but not all monsters will eat people. The monsters that feed on various spiritual herbs, even if they are violent and slaughter monks, will not eat monks'' meat.


    The meat-eating monsters have basically been eaten by humans. If they have not eaten, it is not because they do not eat them, but they have not met monks who can eat them.


    Therefore, although the meat of herbivorous monsters has a strange smell, monks can still eat it. The meat of meat of meat is **** and dirty and difficult to enter. Once monks accidentally eat it, they can easily pollute the qi and blood, causing disorder of the meridians, and some may even lose their minds and become crazy.


    Although the meat of herbivorous monsters is not expensive, ordinary monks still don’t know how to eat it.


    The body of monsters is far stronger than that of monks, and herbivorous monsters are no exception. The flesh is too hard to eat. If you want to eat it, you need to stew it with a fire for a long time before you can chew it and swallow it.


    Lan cultivators cannot afford this skill at all, and cultivators who can afford this skill will directly choose to eat the flesh of the spirit beast.


    Therefore, no matter what kind of meat it is, it is rare on the dining table of casual cultivators.


    And the bowl of meat in front of me had a misty white air. Although it was very little, it obviously had a little spiritual energy.


    Liu Ruhua waved to Mo Hua, "This is the meat of Huo Chicken. Your father bought it back and will replenish your body."


    After saying that, he couldn''t help pinching Mo Hua''s white little face, "Look at you''ve lost weight recently."


    Mo Hua was a little reluctant and couldn''t help asking, "This meat should be quite expensive."


    Mo Shan waved his hand, "I only bought half of it, but I can''t spend much spirit stone. And I bought it from friends of the Demon Hunting Team. I will do things together next year, so I can have a friendship with each other, half buy and half get away."


    Mo Hua said: "Dad, are you going to enter the inner mountain next year?"


    Mo Shan nodded: "It''s not easy to get along with the outer mountain now. The income from killing a monster is too low. If someone is injured, he may even be unable to make ends meet. Although the monsters in the inner mountain are stronger, we can relax if we produce some good things on it, so next year..."


    Mo Shan suddenly stopped and couldn''t help laughing, "What are I doing when I tell you this?"


    Liu Ruhua gave Mo Shan a light glance and put a bowl of broth in a spoon for Mo Hua, "Try it, how it tastes."


    Mo Hua took a sip of the soup and another sip of the meat. The soup was fresh and fragrant, fat but not greasy, and the color, fragrance and taste were both beautiful.


    This is the best meat Mo Hua has eaten so far.


    Mo Hua narrowed her eyes and praised, "Mom makes it so delicious!"


    Liu Ruhua couldn''t help laughing, "If you have some delicious food, eat more. This bowl is yours, you must finish it." After that, he walked towards the kitchen, "There are some other dishes, I''ll bring them..."


    Moshan stood up and said, "I''ll help you..."


    Mo Hua saw that his parents had gone to the kitchen, and put a few pieces of Huo Chicken''s meat into his own bowl, and all the others were divided into his parents'' bowl.


    When Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua came back with the vegetables, they saw their bowls full of meat. Liu Ruhua was both relieved and funny, "These meat was specially bought for you. My parents don''t expect any entry in their practice at this age. Eating these spiritual meat is a waste..."


    Liu Ruhua wanted to put the meat in Mohua''s bowl. Mohua covered the bowl with both hands and shook her head and said, "I have enough to eat, I can''t finish it."


    Mo Hua covered the bowl and said he would not eat anything anymore.


    Mo Shan and Liu Ruhua had no choice but to give up, but the couple started to give in again.


    Mo Shan added meat to his wife''s bowl and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work over the years, eat more to nourish your body..."


    Liu Ruhua put the meat into her husband''s bowl again and said softly: "You are tired and sleeping in the open air. Thank you for your hard work. Eat more..."


    Mo Hua listened to her teeth soreness and couldn''t help but say, "Dad, if you don''t eat meat, it will be cold."


    Mo Shan and the other two forgot that their son was by their side. At this time, they saw their son''s big watery eyes watching, Liu Ruhua couldn''t help but look slightly red, and Mo Shan coughed gently and started eating as if nothing had happened.


    Mo Hua nodded with satisfaction when she saw that her parents had eaten the meat in the bowl.


    Then I thought again that although the meat of this Huozhi chicken is delicious, it is too expensive.


    Although the flesh of a monster has no spiritual energy, it can replenish blood and energy, which is definitely beneficial to the monks. But the meat of the monster is really hard to chew...


    I wonder if there is any way to let parents eat more meat?


    Ink Painting temporarily put this idea aside. The most important thing at the moment is to finish drawing the open fire array and go to the business bank to find a fat manager to exchange for spirit stones.


    After meals, Mo Hua returned to the house and meditated and digested the meat of Huo Chicken for a while. Because there was not much spiritual energy, it didn''t take long.


    After the spiritual energy was refined, Mo Hua began to continue painting the open fire array, and finally successfully finished drawing another one before going to bed at night.


    After that, Mo Hua fell asleep and continued to draw the formation on the Taoist stele, consolidating his memory of the formation over and over again, and reflecting on his own brushwork problems.


    After dawn, I meditated and practiced, and then continued to draw the formation. I drew one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Both of them were successful, but the spiritual consciousness was consumed a bit too much. I had to rest for a while after dinner, and then dreamed at night to continue drawing the formation on the Taoist stele.


    The brushwork of the ink painting on the fourth day has become much more proficient, and the spiritual consciousness seems to be a little more profound. Perhaps he has a more thorough understanding of the open fire array, so he consumes less spiritual consciousness. After drawing two formations during the day, he still has the energy to draw another one after dinner, but because he is a little anxious and has done the wrong writing, the formation also fails.


    After falling asleep in the ink painting at night, he continued to reflect and summarize in the sea of ??consciousness, and used the Taoist stele to practice drawing formations.


    On the fifth day, I spent three open fire arrays all day, and all of them were successful. The spiritual consciousness was consumed a little, and I felt a little dizzy, but I didn’t have the pain of splitting my headache for the first time. I could just close my eyes and concentrate and rest for a while.


    So far, the ink painting has used up all the ten formation materials entrusted by the merchant company, and a total of 8 open fire formations were painted.


    Although there are some flaws and there is a lot of room for improvement, I am generally satisfied.


    The ink painting at night was a little indulged. Instead of continuing to practice formations on the Taoist stele, I drew a few comic strips on the Taoist stele, just for entertainment.


    The next day, Mo Hua got up and finished breakfast, so he made an appointment with Dahu and the other two to go shopping.


    Mo Hua put the drawn formation in the storage bag and slapped it on her body. Before leaving the door, Liu Ruhua also stuffed Mo Hua a spirit stone and five-point broken spirit stone to Mo Hua, so that Mo Hua would buy some when you see something delicious and fun, and carefully reminded Mo Hua to be safe.


    Dahu and the others patted their chests and said that they would protect the ink paintings and would not let the ink paintings be bullied.


    Mo Hua waved his hand and went out with three friends.


    The three of them were active and jumped along the way.


    On the lively stone road, three young boys with a tiny head and a little baby like a porcelain doll jumped and jumped...


    (This chapter ends)