I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal

Chen Yun returned home and it was already noon.

The pet store owner was very enthusiastic and gave him a bunch of freebies with the purchase of dog pee pads.

Chen Yun packed these things away and after changing the dog’s food to a fresh batch, he went to the kitchen to cook himself some snake meat.

He had bought about thirty mice from the Flower Bird Market, which hadn’t been delivered yet.

So before that, Chen Yun, following the short-term plan, began to cook the snake meat.

He took the snake meat from the fridge, which the shop owner delivered fresh daily. It had already been tenderized after a simple wash and was also marinated overnight with scallions, ginger, cooking wine, and some spices.

He poured a sufficient amount of vegetable oil into the wok and heated it to about 70-80% hot, which is roughly when dense bubbles form around a chopstick dipped into it.

Then, Chen Yun picked up the segments of marinated and battered snake meat and dropped them into the wok one by one to fry them until they turned golden brown. In order to save trouble and wash one less tool, when the outer shell was crispy, Chen Yun simply scooped them out with his bare hands to drain the oil.

The temperature of the oil did not affect him.

Ruthless Iron Hand described someone like him.

If he were to perform dipping his hands into hot oil, he could certainly make any fraud buster shiver with fear.