The dark unicorn bone is the bone of a pseudo-divine beast, and is considered a holy-grade immortal material, but it is considered the lowest among holy-grade immortal materials.

But at least, it's a good ingredient.

Moreover, the Qilin bone is the essence of Qilin's body, which contains infinite essence and divine energy. It is best to use it to make soup. The energy in Qilin bones penetrates out of the bones and is integrated into the soup, and can be completely absorbed by the human body.

This is why Bu Fang plans to cook this dish this time.

The curse in Xiaoyou's body requires dishes with strong essence to suppress it, and the Dapu soup made with Qilin bones is just right.

Stewing soup is actually a major category of food.

A delicious soup can make people immerse themselves in one sip.

But stewing soup tests the chef's grasp of the heat.

Especially the higher the ingredients, the more harsh the chef's mastery of the heat, because high-quality ingredients are full of essence.

Once you miss the best time to cook, it is easy to destroy the essence, and even lose the essence, resulting in a big difference in taste.

Before making soup, Bufang needs to prepare the ingredients needed for this cooking.

A mind moved.

Bu Fang's figure entered the pastoral world.

I picked some fresh ingredients and dried ingredients.

Back in the kitchen.

Bu Fang cut all these ingredients and put them in blue and white porcelain bowls.

The first blue and white porcelain bowl contains dried red fruit peels. Most of the essence of the red fruit peels is contained in them. If you make soup, the umami flavor in the soup can be completely locked.

There are also porcelain bowls containing the leaves of the Nine Turns of Heavenly Dao tea tree. The leaves were cut in half by Bu Fang, and the tea fragrance filled the fragrance.

In addition to these, there are also dried fruits that are the size of vermilion fingernails, which are similar to wolfberry in the previous life.

Bu Fang once saw this kind of spiritual fruit, so he specially harvested it into the pastoral world.

The medicinal materials are ready and the ingredients are also ready.

The next step is the cooking process.

Bu Fang washed the Xuanwu pot and placed the Xuanwu pot on the Baihu Tianshuo.

Opening his mouth, a ball of white flame spewed out.

The flames rushed out and penetrated into the White Tiger Sky Stove, and suddenly became burning.

Pour the spring of life into it, and the clear spring of life bursts out with a strong breath of life.

With a thud, the unicorn bone was put into it.

The kilin bones contain some kilin meat, but the quantity is very small, and it is mainly used to make soup.

Start with cold water, heat slowly, and boil the dishes in the pot.

In this process, Bu Fang did not release his mental power.

The flames burst out and continued to grow.

After a while, the pot was filled with boiling sound.

The unicorn bones rolled in it.

Bu Fang frowned, as if he could hear the roaring dark unicorn thoughts contained in the unicorn bones.

This idea has a fatal impact on the taste of the dish.

It’s like making braised fish, but it’s not cleared out the fishy smell of the fish.

It will ruin a dish.

With his hand stretched out, Bu Fang's spiritual sea suddenly became boiling.

There was a rumbling sound.

The golden phantom floating above the spiritual sea suddenly opened his eyes, and a dazzling golden light burst out in his eyes.

It was as if a sharp beam of light was projecting down.

After a while, it turned into stars and penetrated into the Xuanwu pot.

Integrated into the soup in the pot.

The soup was boiling and trembling constantly.

It seemed as if the light of a knife swept across it and slashed towards the dark unicorn.

The roar of the Kirin became more and more violent, as if it was resisting.

However, this resistance was obviously futile, as if it was a war, and Qilin's thoughts were immediately wiped out.

Bu Fang opened his eyes.

Spit out a breath of turbid air.

Visible to the naked eye.

A dark black air flow rose from the unicorn bones and slowly dissipated in the air.

The subsequent cooking process is not that complicated.

Bu Fang took out the Qilin bone and washed the blood foam on it with the spring of life.

Pour out the soup in the Xuanwu pot.

The cleaned kirin bones were placed in the center of the Xuanwu pot, and the dark flesh-colored kirin meat emitted a sensation of heat.

I took a blue and white porcelain bowl.

Pour the dried spirit fruit into it, and pour the cut slices of ginger into it.

Add water to the Xuanwu pot so that the soup just happens to be able to survive the Qilin bone.

Doing all this well, the steps are the thoughts.

The top of the Xuanwu pot slowly closed.

Next, the time to make soup.

Bu Fang's mental power surged out.

It burst out like silk threads, wrapping around the Xuanwu pot.

Like strings, you can feel the fluctuations of the dishes in the pot.

The white fairy fire burst out and penetrated into the bottom of the Xuanwu pot.

The flames are flourishing.

Start heating.

Bu Fang's hands fell down and fell to his waist.

The eyes drooped slightly, and the mental power was as silk as threads.

Looking at me, as if I had seen through the Xuanwu pot, I saw everything in the Xuanwu pot.

The soup was boiling, and the energy in the dark unicorn bones was released bit by bit and merged into the soup.

The spiritual threads wrapped around the Xuanwu pot jumped like strings, as if playing a music like mountains and flowing water.

The beautiful notes jump out when the energy of the dark unicorn bone is released, forming an intoxicating music.

Xixi walked in from outside.

The kitchen door curtain was tilted, causing the bell to make a crisp sound, but there was no slight fluctuation in the spirit of Fang Fang.

Xixi looked at Bu Fang curiously, as if she was curious about what dishes Bu Fang was cooking.

"Is Teacher Bu making soup?!"

Xixi raised her head and looked curiously.

Her nose moved, and the rich aroma of flesh filled her mouth and nose. Her eyes seemed to change, staring at Bu Fang's mental strings, intoxicated.

She seemed to have heard a beautiful music played by Bu Fang's ingredients.

The most primitive music made her both physically and mentally involved.

Teacher Bu’s cooking skills... are really amazing!

Music has a plain foundation, intense climax and a peaceful ending, and cooking is actually the same.

The white flames of Sen were also slowly changing under Bu Fang's mental power.

The soup was halfway through.

Bu Fang opened his eyes.

Open the lid of the pot, add dried red fruit peels and wolfberry, various spices, etc.

These flavors are as soon as they enter.

The taste of the whole soup was completely boiling.

It was surging and boiling, as if a palm was coming, gently brushing across the face.

Cover the pot lid again.

The flames boil.
To be continued...