Mulan and Ah Sen, under the watchful eye of everyone, pushed a picnic convenience stove and carried a big iron pot out of the door of the villa. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Mulan fans, trembling with excitement! Everywhere I went, someone said, "Miss Mulan, Miss Mulan!" ”

Mulan does not enjoy such love, her face is as quiet as an ancient monk, not sad or happy. Following behind Ah Sen, like a young couple who get up early and do business at night, the picture is so beautiful that it makes people cry.

Hua Caier said coldly, "What do you want to compare?" ”

Mulan stood close to her husband-to-be and said lightly, "It's cold, it's better to make noodles for everyone to eat on the spot." Warm. ”

The people cheered in unison, as if she had spoken what a great mantra! One by one, they looked festive and pitiful, and begged, "Miss Mulan, please make noodles for us, we will be hungry to death when we hear that you are going to make noodles." ”

It seems that there is nothing to do with Hua Cai'er, and no one looks at her at all.

Hua Caier was furious! What she usually sells in the food god fast food restaurant is just some thin broth, at most semi-finished products, and these people have never eaten the real delicacy she made with the kitchen spirit fairy treasure.

She didn't believe it, even if the woman surnamed Mu found some flavoring and made a little deceptive umami, did she have the ability to surpass the kitchen spirit? Dream!

Hua Caier smirked, "Okay, make noodles." ”

She snapped her fingers handsomely, and the adjutant behind her immediately stepped forward, spread out the convenience stove, and put the pot that was surprisingly black, as if it had been made of pot ashes, and put it on the stove.

Then, tent bags were erected around it, and a small isolated world was carved out from the crowd! A light hangs on it. Under the lamp shines a brilliant "God of Food" sign.

After such a complicated ceremony, Hua Caier took off the fur on her body, revealed a set of tight-fitting and cool overalls, and lifted her feet into the tent. Obviously, she didn't want anyone to see her cooking.

Mulan is not as mysterious as her, and she directly sets up a fire in the cold night. Stir-fry the toppings in one pot, boil the stock in the other, and prepare the noodles below. The noodles are not even kneaded on the spot, but are supermarket-bought dry noodles.

However, after tasting her simple and delicious spinach and egg soup, everyone firmly believed that the boiled water cooked by Miss Mulan must be delicious, so they waited quietly and obediently.

Thousands of people formed an encirclement of more than ten layers inside and outside in an orderly manner. Silent and harmonious.

At this time, Hua Cai'er entered the tent, lit a fire with confidence, and put water, noodles, shredded beef, black pepper, and green pepper into the Kitchen Spirit Fairy Treasure, and then covered the heavy pot lid, and recited the spell to summon the kitchen spirit.

Shangguan Duan, who was hidden in the realm of selflessness, said softly to the snail shell, "Baby, do you want to make up for it, this kitchen spirit has been practicing for 50,000 years." ”

Hua Xilie, who was trapped in a soft quilt and sleeping soundly, barely opened his eyes, "Brother, has the kitchen spirit come out?" ”

"Well, it's out."

Hua Xilie pounced out with sleepy eyes, Shangguan Duan hurriedly hugged her in his arms, and gently reproached, "Just say no, why run out?" ”

Hua Xilie hooked his neck with one hand, and when she saw a shovel-like little kitchen spirit next to the pot, covered in gold, she couldn't help but be surprised, "Such a small guy, it's been 50,000 years?" ”

"Hmm." He casually agreed. took out a brocade blanket and carefully wrapped her. The big slender hand was gently placed on her abdomen.

Hua Xilie let him do whatever he wanted, squinted at the kitchen spirit for a while, and muttered, "This guy wants to inhale spiritual energy, even if I use the fragrance of flowers to collect it and cook for me, I will have to pay a lot of spiritual energy every day to raise it." Not cost-effective, not cost-effective! ”

Shangguan couldn't help but feel happy when he saw that she could plan so shrewdly. Touching her hot cheeks, he smiled, "That makes sense." This kitchen spirit is not a good thing, it is essentially a devouring machine spirit. ”

Hua Xilie let him be thin on his face, and with a flick of the filament, he stabbed into the immortal body of the kitchen spirit without mercy. The abundant aura flowed continuously towards her flower pill.

The chef spirit has devoured the world for 50,000 years, and his good fortune has finally come to an end, and he has been devoured into a bubble by others and turned into nothing!

Hua Xilie's tonic was so comfortable that he was drunk. The child in Huadan also came with coquettish gratitude, which made this drunkenness even more significant. She yawned and immediately fell asleep in her husband's arms.

Shangguan broke Aiji's feeling like this, and simply hugged her to sleep. created a warm current in the realm of selflessness, but I was not afraid that she would catch a cold.

Hua Caier's tried and tested experience is that after seven spells, she can start the pot immediately. She smiled confidently, unveiled the pot with a sense of ceremony, and was about to close her eyes and take a breath of peerless aroma as usual, but was startled by the scene in the pot.

The delicate little face turned white in an instant: the water in the pot was still cold, and all kinds of ingredients soaked in it were like floating corpses!

Hua Caier's hand trembled, and she almost couldn't hold the lid of the pot steadily. She stood stiff, a chill like ice rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. Ten seconds later, she hurriedly closed the lid and recited the incantation. This time, she recited it twenty-one times in a cold sweat. Hysterically calling out to the kitchen spirit in his heart.

However, five minutes passed, and the cook did not cook her a peerless meal as before. The ingredients in the pot have begun to boil, and a pot with no aroma at all has been boiled.

Outside the tent, Mulan noodles were already baked. The toppings stir-fried with scallion oil, diced bamboo shoots, minced meat, and fungus are rich and warm, and it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! The yellow and clear chicken soup is even more convincing!

With the help of god-level kitchen fire, it only takes one minute to make ten bowls. It can be supplied to people almost continuously. Under the night sky, a gastronomic myth was born again.

People wept with joy, and the praise of Miss Mulan, like a hymn one after another, was extremely moving.

And Hua Caier's mysterious tent didn't move for a long time. I can't help but wonder what the hell she did in there!

Xia Zhao endured his fatal hunger and glanced at the tent. The face was indescribably embarrassed.

Mulan stood in the encirclement of 10,000 people, her face still pale. No matter how much people praise and believe, these are just work performance for her. It's a fool to take these as affection!

Only for Asen did she care about two sentences. Whispered, "You can eat a bowl too." ”

Ah Sen glanced at Xia Zhao, raised his eyebrows and said, "No hurry." What I will have in the future is the opportunity to eat. Let's go first. ”

This was clearly a sentence to show off to his rival in love, and instantly made him rise to the position of a saint in the hearts of all people.

People think that he and Miss Mulan are really great and a perfect match!