Chapter 116. Chicken stew with herbs
When Murong Zi walked in, the voice of the guard was heard.
"A group only needs to catch a chicken."
"My lord, this chicken is so big, I can't eat it all by myself, can't I get a share for everyone?"
"No, it just doesn't work, it's the rule."
"Can't adults be accommodating?" Someone pleaded.
"It's just not good, you can only be qualified if you have a group of three people and one chicken."
"So, what are we going to do?" Originally, they teamed up to destroy a magic rooster together, thinking that it was enough, but they didn't expect that the entrance here was so strict.
There are so many of them, but there are only a few chickens, how should this be divided!
The guard said coldly: "Do you still need me to tell you such a low-level question?" β
In an instant, someone solved the companions around him, yes, there is no need to be taught by others, as long as they are killed, until the number of people is enough, then they are qualified.
In this land of the dead, there will never be a shortage of killing.
As for how many people will die next, Murong Zi didn't care at all, she was taken to the No. 1 kitchen by the attendant called Pig Pig.
Seeing this so-called No. 1 kitchen, Murong Zi was all shocked?
What is a 5 star hotel kitchen? The kitchen of the British royal family is nothing compared to the number one kitchen in front of you.
This kitchen, which is as big as an international building, is equipped with various elevators and is fully equipped, so there is nothing missing.
A kitchen, just like this, that one eater, how luxurious she is!
"Please concentrate on preparing supper for Shihime-sama! I won't bother. The attendant withdrew, leaving Murong Zi and the three of them alone.
Murong Zi opened his mouth and said, "Let's take out the ingredients first!" β
The bloody vanilla, the foul-smelling magic chicken, such a bad ingredient is incompatible with this perfect kitchen. But that Shiji just wants to eat such a thing, and they have nothing but helplessness.
Murong Zi asked, "Black Shadow, do you know that the herb stewed chicken does this?" β
"This food concubine, why don't you give a recipe."
Murong Zi searched in this kitchen, hoping to find something like a recipe, but to her disappointment, she didn't find anything.
"I haven't studied the food that Shihime eats."
"But since she proposed to eat stewed chicken with herbs, no matter what she does, as long as she does it well, she should be able to qualify,"
Murong Zi nodded and said, "I think it's the same." β
"Now I'll assign the task."
Murong Zi pointed to the black shadow and said, "You didn't do anything when you were getting the ingredients, and now you, as a member of the team, can't do nothing." β
"What do you need me to do?"
"The task of chopping vegetables is up to you." Such a big magic chicken, I really don't know how to cut it, anyway, he's amazing, so I'll hand it over to him.
"Nine Shadows. The cooking will be left to you. β
"Hmm!" The shadow nodded.
"Nine Shadows, you should know! No, don't force it, just leave it to the black shadow. "Nine Shadows has been in the dark, Xiao Mo and they will do something, but I haven't seen him do anything.
The black shadow looked at Murong Zi, this little girl is getting more and more excessive, does he look like a bully? "I won't."
Murong Zi frowned, this boss didn't know how to do it, so what should I do?
Fortunately, Jiuying replied, "I have learned. "The so-called shadow guards of the Shadow Clan, all kinds of survival skills have been learned, cooking and the like are not the main thing, but I know a little bit about it.
"That's good, that's good."
At this time, the black shadow spoke: "Murong Zi, we are all done, what are you doing?" β
"Burn the fire!" Murong Ziyi said righteously, this is all she can do.
"The stove here has a natural earth fire, so you don't need to burn it."
"These fires are not as good as mine."
Suddenly, the corners of the black shadow's mouth twitched slightly, "You mean, you want to use the magic flame to burn the fire?" "When did the Demon Flame fall to cooking, it was a terrible thing.
"What do you think?"
For the first time, the black shadow felt speechless to Murong Zi, and then he was ready to start work.
At first, of course, the black shadow cut vegetables, the black shadow appeared, and the magic rooster appeared on the cutting board, countless black knife shadows were suspended in the air, and ten thousand knives were fired together, and then a huge magic rooster was cut into thin slices one by one.
It was very even, and each piece seemed to be copied, Murong Zi looked at the black shadow in surprise and said, "Master." β
"Black Shadow, you really don't plan to go out!"
"If you go out, with your superb vegetable cutting skills, you will definitely be hired by major catering companies at a high price, and your life is much more comfortable than in the land of death." Because he became more familiar with the black shadow, Murong Zi became more and more unscrupulous to ridicule him.
This man is too barren and desperate to make people feel uncomfortable, and he wants him to live happily.
"Main Hall ......"
"I'm not going to get to that point yet." With a wave of his hand, the slices of meat were in a huge pot, and he still chose a corner with the most shadows, blended with the shadows in that corner, and then fell silent.
The next task is Murong Zi and Nine Shadows.
"Little Zi ......" Jiuying glanced at Murong Zi deeply and frowned slightly.
Murong Zi asked, "Nine Shadows, what's wrong with you?" β
Jiuying stretched out his hand and took Murong Zi into his arms, and he didn't care about the dishes, he kept holding her and was silent without speaking.
Murong Zi asked again, "What's wrong with you?" β
Nine Shadows was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Xiao Zi cares about him?" His gaze glanced at the dark shadow in the corner.
She likes more than him, the fact that he has always chosen to accept in silence, as long as he is happy.
But in his selfish heart, he hopes that he will never add people again, and now Xiao Zi is very concerned about the black shadow, giving him a sense of crisis.
He grew up with her all the way, she was gentle but indifferent to the extreme, and he didn't pay attention to people who didn't care.
But in this way, she would joke and tease the man called Black Shadow, making him feel a little dangerous.
"Poof-" Listening to Jiuying's heartfelt words, Murong Zi couldn't help laughing, "Jiuying, you're thinking too much." β
"He's different from you."
"I can't deny it, I care about him and hope he has a better life, but it's all because he gives me a kind feeling." Yes, the whole person of the Black Shadow is dark and treacherous, but she has an indescribable closeness to him.
"It's a bit like a relative, but it's a little bit like it, I can't say it anyway."
"Relatives, Murong Xi is not the same." Nine Shadows spoke bluntly about his dissatisfaction with his father-in-law.
Murong Zi was helpless, "Anyway, no, he's different from you." β
She can tell her feelings.
"Nine Shadows, hurry up, otherwise if the time passes, we will fall short."
"It's up to you next, you know I won't, so I'm in charge of controlling the heat."
Jiuying doesn't have much actual combat experience, but the theoretical kung fu is very solid, and the procedure of stewing chicken is not bad.
Even the chicken is very different from the real chicken.
Even if it was grass, it wasn't ordinary grass at all.
Once the lid is on, you're done, just waiting for the chicken to cook.
Murong Zi began to set fire, although the demon flame was difficult to control, but it was still possible to control a small flame stew, the fire control was extremely stable, and it was much better than that natural fire.
When Murong Zi lit the fire, the black shadow's gaze fell on the flame, and the shadow on the ground shook slightly.
She really uses the magic flame to cook, and she is so skillful in controlling the fire and cooking, obviously not the first time she has used it, this is ......
"Xiao Zi, if you're tired, we'll just use an ordinary fire." Jiuying said softly, the skin of the magic rooster is not ordinarily thick, and I don't know how long it will take to stew before it can be stewed. If he kept using fire like this, he was really afraid that Murong Zi would not be able to stand it.
"It's fine." With her spiritual power, even if such a little fire lasts for ten days and half a month, it is nothing.
She took out a sofa from the martial spirit space, pulled Jiuying to lie on it, leaned on him and said, "Let's wait patiently for the herb stew to be completed,"
She thinks that it is okay to cook it, such grass, such chicken, even if she has Xiao Mo's cooking skills, she can't cook it deliciously.
Time passed slowly, and suddenly there was a strange smell that filled the entire No. 1 kitchen.
Murong Zi touched his nose with some confusion and said, "Is this a fragrance or not!" β
Jiuying walked to the stove and opened the lid, the fragrance was even stronger, making people want to drool.
Murong Zi walked over and said, "No! β
"This can't be..."
She couldn't imagine that such bloody grass and such foul-smelling chicken could be stewed into soup so fragrant and smell so delicious.
At this time, the black shadow walked over and said. "The so-called negative is positive."
"The herbs neutralize the flavor of the corpse eater, and it makes a delicious dish."
"It's nothing short of a miracle." Murong Zi said in surprise,
"It's a miracle, do you want to feast on such a delicious soup before it reaches Shihime."
Murong Zi glanced at the nest, it was very delicious, but thinking about its raw materials, as well as the killing along the way, he suddenly felt that his stomach was surging, how could he still have an appetite?
"No, if you want to use it, you can try it." Murong Zi said with a smile.
"Have you ever seen a shadow eat?"
He is just a shadow, Murong Zi will not eat it, and of course Jiuying is not interested,
"Jiuying's cooking skills are good, so delicious, presumably that Shi Ji will be very satisfied, wait until the review is passed, and then we will see how we can defeat Shi Ji."
Killing is not defeating, what is defeat. To this day, she still has some confusion about the situation.
At this time, the servant outside walked in and asked, "It's time for Shihime-sama to have a supper, is your herb stewed chicken ready?" β
"Ready."
"That's good."
"Bang bangβ" He glanced at the large stone pot and flapped his hands.