Chapter 228;

All the disciples saw that they didn't have their share, so they could only swallow their saliva, and started to learn Wang Zhen's way of making Lingmi porridge.

Because of what he had learned before, the disciples Zhong Tiancao was the first to do it.

With a swish, the magic pot in his hand became the size of an ordinary cooking pot.

Afterwards, he added an appropriate amount of water to the pot, grabbed the Lingmi and put it in.

After finishing everything, with a thought in his heart, a tiny flame of spiritual energy ignited under the magic pot.

Low fire, although it will be slower, but the porridge will be more fragrant and sweet, and it is not easy to burn.

Seeing Tian Cao make a move, the rest of the disciples followed suit one after another, and started urging the magic pot in their hands to learn how to make Lingmi porridge.

Put water in the same way, put rice, if you put too much water and less rice, it will be porridge.

If you put too much rice and too little water, it is dry rice.

Moreover, it may not be cooked well, and if the flame is not well controlled, it may be steamed into burnt rice.

Except for the field grass, the rest of the people either put more water or more rice, and they all used big fires, and they didn't deliberately control the flames.

So, five minutes later, except Tiancao made a barely passable Lingmi porridge.

For the rest of the disciples, either they put too much water and boiled it into a pot of porridge.

Among them are Xiong Da and Xiong Er.

Although the two wondered why they cooked so little Lingmi porridge, they smelled the aroma of the porridge,

The two can't control so much, and they don't think it's too hot, and they just gobble up a pot of porridge.

That food appearance is simply not flattering, just like someone who hasn't eaten for a few days suddenly encounters something delicious.

It’s okay to make porridge, at least there are still some to eat! Those who put less water can only swallow their saliva and watch others eat.

Because of the porridge in their pot, it would all be burnt by them.

At this time, Wang Zhen had already finished eating.

Looking side by side at the porridge made by the disciples,

Wang Zhen said, "Except for Junior Brother Tian Cao, all the other juniors have to do it again."

"Remember the heat and how much water is the key to determine whether you can do it successfully."

"If you still don't understand, you can ask Tian Cao."

As he said that, Wang Zhen sat on the side, watching them start cooking Lingmi porridge again.

Cooking skills, although teaching is very important, but exploring by yourself is the fastest way.

As soon as the disciples heard it, they wanted to do it again, and they all started to prepare.

However, most of them don't even know how to wash the pot, they just put the charred Lingmi in the pot into the bucket on the side, and then they are ready to start.

Seeing this, Tiancao on one side stopped them dumbfounded, and taught them how to clean the pot.

After the pot is cleaned, the next step is to place the Lingmi and water.

Leave the fields and grass alone, and let the brothers let them go first.

After putting it away, he went up to check it. If there was too much, he poured out a little water.

If there is less, remind them to add a little water.

After all the disciples were done, he asked everyone to fire together.

Five minutes later, the nine pots of fragrant Lingmi porridge were ready.

Seeing that he finally made a pot of qualified Lingmi porridge, the nine disciples all looked at Tiancao gratefully.

Without Tian Cao's guidance, maybe they would have to fumble for a pot or two to complete the task.

"Okay, everyone is barely qualified this time!"

"I guess you haven't eaten yet, so the Lingmi porridge you made yourself will be your breakfast today."

As he spoke, Wang Zhen waited for everyone to eat porridge.

As soon as the disciples heard this, they started to gobble it up one after another. Their stomachs would have rebelled a long time ago when they smelled the scent of the spiritual rice porridge.

When they heard that they could finally eat it, they immediately ignored the influence and started to gobble it all up.

After a while, they ate up all the Lingmi porridge in their pot. The demon disciples were fine, but the human disciples ate as round as melons.

After all the disciples finished eating and washing, Wang Zhen asked, "How about it, is the easiest way to learn about Lingmi porridge?"

"Learn it!"

All the disciples said in unison.

"Now that you have learned it, do you still want to continue learning?"

"think!"

All the disciples replied in unison.

"Okay, since you want to, then I will continue to teach you."

"This time, I'll teach you how to make fried rice with eggs."

"The one just now was boiled, but this time it's fried."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhen's heart skipped a beat, and the frying pan in his hand grew to its normal size.

This time, what Wang Zhen took out was still Lingmi that had already been cut.

After taking out the Lingmi, Wang Zhen took out another original Lingmi.

The original Lingmi is the size of an ordinary jujube. If it is used directly for cooking, whether it is porridge or steamed rice, it will be difficult to cook.

Therefore, in Wang Zhen's general situation, he asked Bai Ling'er to cut the Ling rice into the size of rice grains on the earth in advance, even the rice they cooked just now was the same.

Taking out an original Lingmi, Wang Zhen began to explain.

"This is Lingmi directly grown in our Lingtian. If it is used for cooking, it will mature slowly and is not easy to eat."

"This time I will teach you to cook the rice for the spirit porridge. I used a flying sword to divide the original spirit rice in advance."

"In the future, if you cook by yourself, you have to divide it yourself."

After hearing this, all the disciples expressed their understanding.

After explaining Lingmi, Wang Zhen began to teach how to cook fried rice with eggs.

Beat the prepared Lingmi, peanut oil, and demon eggs.

"Because Lingmi is harvested directly, it can be fried directly without drying it in the sun."

"When you cook in the future, if the Lingmi is dry, you have to steam it in a steamer in advance before you can make fried rice with eggs."

"Otherwise, the fried rice with eggs you made may be soft on the outside and hard on the inside."

While explaining, Wang Zhen skillfully poured the peanut oil into the heated pot.

The origin of peanut oil has been explained very clearly in the Photo Stone, so the disciples did not ask.

After the peanut oil was heated, Wang Zhen remembered that there seemed to be a section of super green onion leaf in the storage ring.

When scrambled eggs and fried rice, put some chopped green onion, it will only be more delicious.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhen's heart moved, and a green green onion leaf more than one meter appeared in his hand.

About ten centimeters were cut off, and the rest was received by Wang Zhen in the storage ring.

Cut off a little bit from the top of the ten-centimeter scallion leaves, Wang Zhen chopped it and put it in the oil pan, and then a strong fragrance of scallions came over his face.

The few disciples behind the greedy, even though they were full, still couldn't help swallowing.

After putting the scallions in, Wang Zhen stir-fried them a few times.

Then mix the Lingmi and egg liquid, pour it in, and then start to stir fry in the oil pan with a spatula.

Three minutes later, the aroma of the egg liquid, the aroma of chopped green onion, and the aroma of the second-grade Lingmi had been perfectly combined, filling the noses of all the disciples.