"But you still need to add some baijiu and let it roast for a quarter of an hour. That way, when you eat it later, it will be an unrivaled feast for the senses," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
With a flip of his right hand, he took out a bottle of Flying Moutai wine from the Shennong Ring, opened the lid, pointed with his two fingers, and suddenly the liquor surged out from the bottle and hovered in mid-air under Zhang Xiaohao's control.
"Go!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted deeply.
The next moment, the liquor in the air swiftly swirled and entered through the fish's mouth.
Under Zhang Xiaohao's control, the liquor quickly spread out in the belly of the poisonous fish, flowing into every piece of fish meat.
"Done! After another quarter of an hour, it'll be ready to eat," Zhang Xiaohao smiled and said.
