Chapter 529: Speaking of the Ancients

Kill some demon beasts on weekdays, as long as the grade is not too low, whether it can be eaten or not, whether it is delicious or not, she will always put it in the storage bag, although she doesn't eat it herself, but after raising the spirit beast in the future, she can use it to feed the spirit beast or something.

There are many monsters hunted, and there are naturally some poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions and other poisons among them.

This three-legged toad has opened its mind because of its age, although there is no way to transform into a human form because of the restriction of cultivation, but the thinking mode is almost the same as that of human cultivation, but even so, the toad naturally loves these poisons, and the attraction of these things to it must not be low.

And Mo Qiqi can also help it provide free after-sales service for frying and boiling, so be sure to make it satisfied.

There are some demon beasts that are too large, and the distance between the salt fields is not very wide, if they are all thrown out, I am afraid that they will be pressed against the herbs, Mo Qiqi handed over a storage bag and said: "The juniors have stored a lot of the corpses of this kind of demon beasts here, although the taste is not as delicious as when they were just slaughtered, but after carefully cooking them, it is not bad to think about it, I want to use these things to exchange those with the seniors, the skin is molted, I don't know what the seniors think?"

"These things, the Bian family will give me some filial piety every time they come in, to be honest, I am not at the age when I need to rely on swallowing these poisons to advance, and my interest in eating these things raw is not as strong as before. ”

"Juniors can cook them all!" Mo Qiqi hurriedly said.

"That's fine, if you cook all of this, I can give you three more, but there are none. ”

The reason why it is precious is because the older you get, the longer the interval between each peeling, and it is not peeling every year, plus those that are distributed to the Bian family, in fact, there are not a few sheets.

Three sheets are also very good, anyway, these things are thrown here by him, except for taking a position, there is no other use, Mo Qiqi agreed neatly.

The armadillo who had been watching coldly on the side spoke: "At such a big age, I'm embarrassed to trick other people's little girls into working hard for you." ”

"How can I call this a lie?" the three-legged toad glared back dissatisfied: "Everyone said that it was a fair deal." ”

"In that case!" the armadillo turned around and said to Mo Qiqi: "The old man will also shed his armor every few years, and how about it also be exchanged with you?"

The armadillo's armor is not the scales of a pangolin, and it can't be used in medicine, but the toughness is very good, and it can be used for refining, but Mo Qiqi is not a refiner, so he is naturally not too keen on this kind of thing, but everyone has spoken, she should be one and the other should not, isn't this sowing discord?

She was also idle, and it was not too difficult to set up a few more cauldrons and stew some meat, so she nodded and said: "Yes, yes, but the junior agreed to this senior first, can you wait for the junior to cook the meat in this storage bag before serving the Taoist?"

"Then let's talk about it!" the armadillo said, without waiting for Mo Qiqi to react, he hissed and burrowed back into his own hole, and after a while, he pushed up a large pile of hard armor, and Mo Qiqi had to find a storage bag to put it all down.

Anyway, she was not in a hurry to go back to cultivation, so she simply finished the things that should be promised first, so as to save her worries.

So I chose a vacant lot, set up two large cauldrons in it, filled it with oil and heated it, and then picked out centipedes and scorpions that were not too big, dipped them in the spices I had prepared, threw them in the oil pot and fried them slowly over low heat, and took them out after they were crispy.

Smaller ones can be eaten in their shells, too large ones cannot, and some giant scorpions' claws are no softer than stones.

In this way, the outer shell is broken up, and the meat inside is pulled out, and according to the taste of the meat, it is either steamed and stewed, or braised and stir-fried.

Then there is something as big as a snake, and if it is too large to stir-fry, it will be too labor-intensive, and after peeling the skin and removing the internal organs, it will be thrown into the pot with the spices and stewed.

If you do too much work, the quality will definitely not be as fine as that of a small pot dish, but Mo Qiqi's craftsmanship is here, and he will try to make it more delicious.

The three-legged toad was a little weak because it had just finished shedding its skin, and he thought that Mo Qiqi would not be able to finish it for a while, so he told her that he would sleep for a few days and slow down for a while.

The armadillo had nothing to do, sitting on Mo Qiqi's pony, staring at her like a supervisor, and then every time a new dish came out of the pot, he would take advantage of Mo Qiqi's inattention to scoop up some hidden in his own storage bag.

Every time I turn around, there is a head missing in the basin piled up into a hill, unless it is blind, how can I not see it, Mo Qiqi is purely pretending to be deaf and dumb, anyway, it is not her dish that is missing, not to mention that although this armadillo and the three-legged toad and the two demon beasts do not speculate for more than half a sentence, but if it is really incompatible, it is impossible to live so close, obviously it belongs to the category of Huanxi and the enemy, and she is still better to ignore it.

After finishing the three-legged toad's part, Mo Qiqi rested on the spot for a while, and it was really a physical task to make a cauldron.

After resting and resurrecting with full blood, he began to deal with the part promised to the armadillo, which was much easier to talk to, and as long as it had meat, it would eat anything.

Mo Qiqi prepared three flavors for it, stewed and roasted.

In addition to the need to pay attention to the heat when baking, throw the rest in the pot, prepare the seasoning, and boil slowly.

This made her feel a lot more relaxed, unlike before, when several pots were fired at the same time, making it look like a war.

Seeing that she was not so busy, the armadillo chatted with her while eating.

Older people like to tell young people about the past, and older monsters also have this hobby.

According to what this armadillo himself said, it has been in the Dongtang Secret Realm for almost three thousand years, of course, it was not born in the Dongtang Secret Realm, thinking that it was also a demon beast on the dominant side back then, and the triangular toad dominated Longyuan, and there were countless little demon beasts under his hands, not to mention that he was so happy.

However, whether it is a human or a demon beast, it is impossible to live happily all the time, when the armadillo was in the third order, he unfortunately met a monk of the Bian family, and after a desperate struggle, he was finally subdued by the cunning monk of the Bian family.

Then it was forced to helplessly cooperate with the monks of the Bian family, and pitted the three-legged toad that was sinking in the mud pond and spit bubbles, and turned it from a wild demon beast into a domestic spirit beast.

Of course, it was really forced to be helpless, or secretly felt that he couldn't be unlucky alone, it didn't make sense that it was ridden by others, but some demon beasts were able to get away with it, this kind of thing, only he knew.