Capturing a level 183 backbone-bone-cow can't pose any threat to Xue Ling at all, but Xue Ling is in a very good mood after returning to this food world.

Since returning to the human realm, Xue Ling has never fought to his heart's content, and the capture level of the ingredients is too low to allow Xue Ling to play to his fullest. Now it seems that the human world, which humans talk about, has become a paradise for today's Xueling, a food paradise where he can hunt to his heart's content!

"Eighth-level Collapse Fist!"

"Roar!"

A heavy punch was about to hit the bone cow's head, and Xue Ling heard a slightly immature roar in his ears, which was not fierce, but conveyed a hint of request. Xue Ling, the Emperor of Food, has a strong sixth sense, and over the years, he has heard countless beast roars.

However, it was this roar that made Xue Ling stop the movements of his hand, and the eight dark energies in his arms dispersed with his hands, and the bone cow with red eyes was also happy after this roar sounded, the bone spurs on the ox's tail were suddenly retracted, and the long whip-like oxtail swayed left and right, Xue Ling knew very well that the owner of this bone cow was here.

It's just that Xue Ling didn't feel any sense of crisis, so he retreated to Pugin's side, looking at the direction from which the voice came, the dwarf bushes were shaking, and after a while, a dwarf less than a meter tall appeared.

Although the dwarf was small, he looked very old, his black beard had been dragged to the ground, and a wine jug was tied around his waist, although the lid was covered, the aroma of wine in it could not be concealed, and it was very mellow. And the most surprising thing was the weapon in the dwarf's hand!

That's a chicken leg! A one-meter-long, steel-made chicken thigh. Although the dwarf is short, the palm is very large, the chicken leg is one meter long, and the leg bone is naturally very thick, but the dwarf is full of hand, and the chicken leg is dancing like a tiger, very powerful!

Xue Ling could see that the chicken leg was a super special cooking ingredient, the chicken leg of the iron helmet turkey. This turkey is very interesting, with a catch level of 169, covered in black, covered in heavy armor, each feather is delicate and hard, and a pair of chicken wings are covered with sharp blades!

The fact that this dwarf was able to use the chicken leg of the iron-helmeted turkey as a weapon means that this dwarf's capture level is far beyond 169! The dwarves are also permanent residents of the Elven Forest, and according to the map drawn by President Yilong, the dwarves live next to the elves.

Like the elves, the dwarves have the same grudge against humans. The dwarves, known as the "Forge Molds", are natural forgers, and they make kitchen knives of comparable quality to Melk kitchen knives. It is said that when he was young, the first Melk once came to the dwarven settlements and asked them for advice on how to sharpen kitchen knives.

Moreover, the dwarves are not just making kitchen knives, any cooking utensils are made by the dwarves, but they are all high-quality. Therefore, many food hunters will do whatever it takes to ask the dwarves to create kitchen utensils for them in order to let their cooking partners have their own cooking utensils.

However, the attitude of the dwarves towards humans is not as extreme as that of the elves. The dwarf saw that Xue Ling had stopped the attack in time, so he didn't put on an offensive posture, but just stepped forward to check the spine cow and found that there was no injury, so he put his mind at ease, jumped on the back of the cow, and began to comfort it.

Pu Jin covered his mouth and smiled, "It turns out that this bone cow has an owner, and this chicken leg dwarf seems to be a cattle herding baby, and here the bone cows can hunt freely!" The dwarves love to drink wine and eat meat, and this superb beef is naturally their most satisfying food! As soon as the words fell, I heard the rustling sound of the grass around me again, and a full ten cow heads appeared in front of Xue Ling and the two.

It was at the edge of the forest that the dwarf was grazing the cows, but he accidentally let a skeletal cow run away, and then he quickly came to find it. Just when he saw Xue Ling punch the bone cow, he hurriedly shouted to stop it. Seeing that Xue Ling stopped attacking, his impression of Xue Ling was much better.

So, after pacifying the bone cow, the dwarf carried his chicken leg, jumped in front of Xue Ling, and handed the chicken leg to Xue Ling, although this is its weapon, but it is also the best ingredient, and it can be regarded as compensation for Xue Ling for letting go of his bone cow.

Xue Ling smiled and took the iron helmet turkey leg and whispered, "Be grateful for all the ingredients of nature!" "Listen to the ingredients and let them tell them how to take care of the ingredients in front of them.

"Of course, the chicken feathers of this iron-helmeted turkey can't be eaten, and its flesh and blood are as hard as iron, and it's hard to eat at all! I'm afraid that only this gold-eating rat in the fairy forest can eat this chicken raw! ”

This gold-eating rat is a special weasel in the food era, this beast does not eat raw flesh and blood, but loves to eat metal minerals, but for them, the most delicious food is this iron helmet turkey.

This iron-helmeted turkey hardened its flesh and blood like iron, and covered it with iron feathers, just to defend itself against foreign enemies. And this gold-eating rat is one of the natural enemies of this iron-helmeted turkey.

"And it's very easy to soften the meat of this iron-helmeted turkey!" As he spoke, Xue Ling looked at the other wine jug on the dwarf's waist, "That is, soak it with wine, if it contains wine in its mouth, and then bite this chicken leg, it won't be too difficult!" I'm afraid that the dwarves who are not good at cooking are eating this iron-helmeted turkey like this! ”

"Roar!" Listening to Xue Ling's words, the dwarf nodded again and again, confirming that what Xue Ling said was not at all, this iron helmet chicken leg was not only its weapon, but also its ration for the whole day, and with this, it also had a pot of wine unique to the dwarf clan. And the dwarf also understood, Xue Ling wanted to taste the wine on it! Of course the dwarves can feel the appetite of the red fruit!

Fortunately, although the dwarf clan is fierce and extremely strong in combat, their thinking is much simpler, and what is commendable is that the dwarf in front of Xue Ling has a precious heart of sharing. Although this was his day's ration, the dwarf did not hesitate to untie the flask from his waist and throw it to Xue Ling.

Xue Ling took it casually, immediately opened the wine jug, and suddenly, a rich aroma of wine came to his nose, "Good fragrance, the fragrance of various fruits is perfectly integrated, with the mellow aroma of wine, bringing unprecedented wonderful enjoyment!" I am afraid that this natural aroma of wine has been brewed for at least 100 years, and the capture level of this wine is probably at least 100 or more! Only this fine wine can soften the flesh and blood of the iron helmet turkey in an instant, and it can be perfectly matched with it. ”

Saying that, Xue Ling took a small luminous cup, poured out a small cup, and put it in his mouth, and suddenly a fresh and smooth liquor slid through his throat, the alcohol concentration of this wine is extremely high, I am afraid it has reached more than 80, but the first sip is not to taste any wine, but sweet and mellow, fruity and fragrant, these strange fruits captured from the fairy forest, by the dwarf clan's unique wine-making methods are perfectly integrated, the taste is very charming.

However, the moment I swallowed the wine in my mouth, I felt a warm current from my stomach to my throat, and for a while, my whole body was warm and comfortable, "Good wine, haha, so strong wine!" Comfortable, it is really a unique and refreshing wine of the dwarves! ”

"Roar!" The dwarf was also very happy to hear Xue Ling praise his wine, and the backbone cow beside him, which was almost preyed on by Xue Ling, also kept flicking its tail, looking very happy.

Xue Ling poured another cup for Pugin, and finally began to cook the iron helmet turkey. "In that case, let's make a drunken chicken leg!" The method of drunken chicken thighs is very simple, and the taste is even lighter and tasty. Because Pugin is not fond of meat, Xue Ling has always paid attention to making meat dishes refreshing and not greasy, and slowly, this has become the purpose of Xue Ling's zuò cuisine.

Throw the chicken thighs into air water and pour a glass of wine to soften the meat of the chicken thighs and cook them over low heat. Remove cooked chicken thighs and set aside. Put a small bowl of water in the pot, add Shenmu wolfberry, Aoki angelica, and white bile astragalus, and cook on high voltage for 5 minutes.

This god-eyed wolfberry, but a rare ingredient, according to legend, this is the god's blood and tears dripping into the mortal world turned into wolfberry, itself into blood red, there is a pupil-like eye line in the middle, which can strengthen the eyes very strongly.

This is also a trial that Yilong handed over to Coco. During the three months of Ayu's arm retrial, Coco went to his first trial. And he did it very well, and after Xue Ling left Yilong, he asked Yilong for a few.

Then Xue Ling added the giant turtle from the floating island, the volcanic rock from the Fire Island, the ice crystal candy from the Ice Island, and a little Hellfire pepper, and continued to cook for 5 minutes before turning off the heat. Xue Ling unceremoniously poured the entire pot of wine into the salt water.

Put in the boiled chicken thighs, and when the soup is cool, Xue Ling's hand flashes with electricity, and throws the soup into the Shenglei refrigerator along with the turkey legs. In just a few moments, a cold and delicious drunken chicken leg wafting with the tempting aroma of wine is freshly baked.

Xue Ling can also be regarded as borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, scooping out the chicken legs and chopping them, and sharing them with the dwarf. This drunken chicken leg is a perfect combination of the dwarf's favorite wine and meat, which makes him very excited, and he eats it with a mouth full of oil.

However, while eating, the dwarf's eyes were always staring at the "Thunder Recipe" in Xue Ling's hand, and he didn't move for a moment, as if the ** of the food in his mouth was not worth the attraction of a kitchen knife!

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Dwarfs appear! Kneel and beg for a tip!