It has to be said that Li Muyun was so harsh that he was so harsh as soon as he appeared.

A knife that emerged from somewhere was as thin as a cicada's wings. It immediately separated wherever it went. A pig worth nearly 400 kilograms had been cleaned up in less than a quarter of an hour.

This kid shouldn't have been a butcher before, right? This action is a little too quick! Changsun Wuji looked at everything in front of him in a daze, muttering to himself, and Old Li Yuan's voice came from beside him: "This kid seems to know everything, there is nothing in this world that can be rare to defeat him. I have seen this slaughtering ability several times, but I can't see enough every time. Just a slaughtering technique actually has a different kind of beauty in his hands, which is really hard to understand."

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. This is the rule summarized by Li Yuan. There are too many confusions in Li Muyun, so many that they can't count them. So this guy has always been honest and has no inappropriate thoughts, otherwise Li Er would have been pulled to slice it long ago.

Just as Li Yuan and Changsun Wuji were talking to each other, Li Muyun had already dismantled a cow and two sheep. After the task was completed, they packed up all the ingredients they needed for a while. The rest were not very important, so they threw them to the imperial guards on the side and gave them extra meals to the evening.

Speaking of this, we have to mention the method of Li Muyun slashing the cow. In fact, as a killer, it is about combining hands and eyes. Wherever the eyes see the knife in the hand, it will move wherever the eyes see.

Another point is the understanding of the body structure of a biological body. As a mammal, most of the body structures are similar, such as joints, ligaments, and septums between muscles. As long as you are familiar with one of them, other organisms can basically understand eight or nine.

So although Li Muyun is not a professional butcher, he has studied the analysis and learned how to disassemble a pig or a cow without a teacher and does not need anyone to teach it. However, there is no need to mention these things to Li Yuan and others, and Li Yuan and others will not ask them on their own initiative, so that they can become another mystery.

After everything was ready, the mason's stove was also repaired, and three marching pots borrowed from the imperial guards were placed on top, and the fire below was in full swing.

Chen Mu and others watched Li Muyun throw the cut pieces of meat into the pot to make oil residue, and unconsciously licked their lips. Oil residue is a good thing. They haven't eaten it again for a long time. This time, seeing a lot of meat being put into the pot, I'm afraid I'll have a good taste again in a while.

Only Li Er and his son and daughter were puzzled and had no idea what he was doing. Several chefs who were called by Li Yuan were also confused. They were all imperial chefs, specializing in cooking for the emperor. I am afraid that I have never seen what pork looks like in my life, let alone boiling oil with fat.

The sound of 'sizzling la la' began to sound in the pot. When the time was not too long, the fat meat began to melt and slowly began to turn golden. After waiting for a while, the meat pieces as big as peach pits turned into the size of fingernails. Seeing that the time was almost right, Li Muyun asked someone to take out all the oil residue.

As a result, after the oil residue was taken out, before Chen Mu and others could get started, Li Yuan was already shouting and shouting: "Put the thing there, who dares not move!"

The boss's basin of oil residue looked like he was afraid that it would cost 20 or 30 kilograms. This was definitely not something that a person could eat. Li Muyun, who was about to collect the boiled oil, smiled bitterly and advised: "I said my dear father, this thing is fucked by people. Eating too much is not good for your health. Besides, you can't finish it in one meal. If you are exposed to moisture tomorrow, you can't eat it."

Li Yuan looked at the basin of oil residue in a little embarrassedly, as if he felt something was right about Li Muyun. He thought about it and nodded, "Then let me get a plate first, and you can share the others for them."

Li Er never expected that Li Muyun's so-called food would be taken from pigs. He was about to express his objection at this time, but before he could speak, Li Yuan had already personally brought the plate to the edge of the stove, grabbed a handful of salt, sprinkled it on, and stuffed a piece into his mouth.

Li Ke is very curious. Seeing Li Yuan’s sweet food, he was eager to try it. While Li Er was not paying attention, he slipped to the edge of a large basin on the side, and took a smaller one from it and stuffed it into his mouth.

The golden oil residue was crispy and delicious. After biting it, it burst into a strong fragrance in its mouth. After eating a piece, Li Ke's eyes lit up and he took another one into his mouth.

With the example of Li Xiaosan, the large pot of oil residue was soon surrounded by several nobles in Tianhuang. You drank one by one and I had a lot of fun, and even Li Er was stuffed into his mouth by Changle.

Next, the large pot of oil residue was constantly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. His generous Majesty Li Er took the oil residue with the guards, palace maids and eunuchs to eat it. Under someone's stunned gaze, twenty or thirty kilograms of oil residue entered the stomachs of the gluttons.

Because of the living environment, pigs have always been disliked by the upper class. Besides, the fatty meat of this thing is very greasy, whether steamed, boiled, or roasted, so it has become a ingredient that cannot be used on the table, and is only popular among the poor people.

It was because of this reason that Li Er was reluctant to eat at the beginning, but because of the old Li Yuan taking the lead, he, as a son, had to eat it. After Li Er had eaten it, Changsun Wuji naturally had to eat it either. In the end, all the royal members ate it, so the imperial guards were unable to avoid it.

But it was precisely because of this eating that it was out of control. From now on, the emperor had more oil residue in his daily diet. Of course, these are all later stories. What needs to be discussed in front of him is what Li Muyun's craftsmanship is.

Because while everyone was tasting the oil residue, Li Muyun had already completed a dish - scrambled eggs!

A simple and crude spoonful of oil, plus eight evenly stirred eggs, shovel down with a mad meal, and the golden scrambled eggs will be freshly baked.

Thanks to the green pollution-free ingredients of the Tang Dynasty, the fried eggs were very coveted. As soon as they were served, Li Ke, who was curious, was pulled aside before he could stand by the table, and he quickly fought with Old Li Yuan and his chopsticks.
Chapter completed!