Ling Ping'an put the beef in the slow roaster, and then looked at the time.

"I'll see ...... in an hour," he said, picking up Best, the kitten sleeping by the plastic basin, and walking slowly down the stairs.

When he walked down.

All drones have lost their monitoring of rooftops.

Because there was an invisible fog, it began to envelop this rooftop.

When, Situ He and Xia Ping, who were in the monitoring room, were still reluctant to move their own.

They were still looking at the roof obscured by the fog, and at the same time, in their minds, their minds were making up for what was happening on the rooftop.

That must be a wonderful thing.

It must be something that ordinary people can't imagine!

……………………………………………………

Ten o'clock in the evening.

At Dijing International Airport, a passenger plane slowly landed.

"Dear passengers, the plane has arrived at Teiking International Airport...... You've had a hard trip......"

"On behalf of all my colleagues and all the people of Beijing Zhou Airlines, I would like to thank my local brothers and sisters for their assistance!"

In the captain's announcement, Li Anan opened his eyes, and then pushed Chu Weiwei, who was sleeping next to him like a piglet: "Ben Weiwei, we're home!" ”

Chu opened his eyes slightly, looked around, and then saw Li An'an's flawless pretty face.

"Captain, are we home?" She asked, confused.

"Little friend!" The old man dressed in the coat of a marshal walked over from the front with a smile: "It's home!" ”

"Governor!" Chu Weiwei immediately saluted.

Li Anan also hurriedly saluted: "Governor! ”

"Don't be so restrained...... Du Du said with a pleasant face: "I am also a bad old man during non-working hours!" ”

"By the way...... Governor looked at Li An'an and asked, "Does Captain Li plan to go home to visit his family?" ”

"Report to the governor, my subordinates have booked the high-speed rail at eleven o'clock tonight!" Li Anan reported immediately.

"Not bad, not bad!" Du Du said with a smile: "I don't know, Captain Li Huan welcomes me, a bad old man, to visit your mansion as well?" ”

"It's an honor for my subordinates!" Li Anan immediately said, she lowered her head, thought for a long time, and then said, "It's just...... Don't hide it from the governor, his subordinates have been deceiving his family......"

"Because I was afraid that my relatives at home would worry, my subordinates kept lying that they were working at the Institute of Ancient Culture of the Federal Empire......"

"Identity ...... forged for this"

This is also a common experience for most members of the Blackguard.

It's not just about protecting yourself, it's also about reassuring your family.

After all, on the bright side, the Blackcoat Guard is not an official institution of the Federal Empire.

They are special people who are fighting on the secret front and guarding the country.

"It's okay!" Du Du smiled and said: "I'm a bad old man, it's okay to play the vice president of the Institute of Ancient Culture!" ”

He took out a document like a trick: "Captain Li, you see, I am still the honorary president of the Ancient Culture Research Committee!" ”

"Then ......" Li Anan said with a red face: "Subordinates are welcome!" ”

Du Du smiled and nodded: "Then see you tomorrow ......"

Inadvertently, the governor of the Federal Empire, the strongest human on the planet, swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his throat.

That's gluttonous!

On the tablet he was holding in his hand, there happened to be a screenshot of beef.

Colorful psionic energy, circulating in the snowflakes.

Grains of salt that sparkle like jewels, shine like stars.

It's a work of art!

It is also a priceless divine meat, a supreme medicine!

"I don't know, is there a difference between this meat and Tang monk's meat?" Marshal Li Shouyi, the Imperial Black-clothed Guard Governor, Special Advisor to the Imperial Family, and Minister of Order, couldn't help but think.

……………………………………………………

Ling Ping'an couldn't help but yawn.

The TV set in front of it is broadcasting live the disaster situation in the Nanyang countries.

Floods, flooding in the Republic of Lan Phuong.

Typhoons ravaged Sriwijaya again.

The coastal areas of the Cochin Kingdom were flooded by the sea.

"Poor thing!" Ling Ping sighed.

The good news is that the federal hub has finally begun to deploy large quantities of relief supplies and tents, as well as medical personnel, to participate in the response.

However, the proposal to mobilize the army to assist in the relief efforts continued to be blocked at a cabinet meeting.

There's no way around it!

The Federal Empire, for a long time, was very cautious about the use of troops abroad.

Like the ancient emperors who ascended the throne, the Federal Empire used troops externally and was very arrogant.

It takes the applicant country to apply three times, and then the federal center refuses it three times.

In the end, there was really no way.

Only then would it be possible for the federal center to issue a statement that 'I really don't want to use the army, it was all they repeatedly requested, and I had to agree to it out of justice and love,' and then the transfer of the army would be approved.

It's a traditional performance.

It's at least three hundred years old!

It's just that this often leads to a lot of things being slow to react.

Like this time, Ling Ping'an heard that the ambassadors of the Nanyang countries were about to cry at the cabinet meeting.

But cabinet ministers remain unhurried.

Fortunately, this kind of sad news was quickly over.

A serious face appeared on TV.

He wears a standard teacher's attire and wears the 'Federal Imperial Order of Education' from the Imperial Family on his chest.

"On behalf of the Federal Imperial Council of Education, I strongly condemn the shameful act of celebrity fandoms invading campuses!"

"Students are the future of the country and the hope of the motherland!"

"Any act that harms and affects the normal order of the campus is a trampling and harm to the labor and contribution of all educators in the three hundred years of the Federal Empire!!"

Ling Ping'an looked at it and immediately laughed.

"There's a good show to watch!"

The members of the Board of Education, all of whom were Imperial teachers, were the backbone of the national education department and the local reputable figures.

They were all shocked, and they could only say that those few flows were really going to be cool.

So, he took out his mobile phone, opened the microbook, and saw the apology video of the traffickers crying on the hot search.

It seems that they really know how to be powerful and scared

"If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!" Ling Ping'an pursed his lips, not having the slightest sympathy for them.

As for the fans who mourned with their idols on Weishu, Ling Ping'an knew that they would soon find new traffic to follow.

After all, they are all made on an assembly line, the product of a mold.

Changing an idol is as simple as changing a teacup for ordinary people.

"Go up and see my meat!" Ling Ping'an turned off the TV and stood up, it was almost twelve o'clock now.

He pulled the roller shutter down, and looked at the kitten, which was as sweet as a pig, sleeping on the blanket.

"Little one......" he smiled and turned off the light.

Then, with my phone in hand, I walked upstairs.

Crunch, old staircase rickety.

Behind him, at the door of the bookstore, behind the kitten Best, the pyramid was reflected.

It's no longer a phantom, it's a reality!

……………………………………

Walking up to the third floor and pushing open the door, Ling Ping'an saw that the charcoal fire in the stove on the rooftop was slowly extinguishing.

He hurriedly stepped forward, picked up a few pieces of applewood, and added them.

Then, he lifted the lid.

The beef in front of me has been bubbling out with roasted fat.

The surface has turned golden yellow, and people can't help but drool when they look at it.

The whole rooftop is filled with a rich aroma of meat.

Ling Ping'an took out the thermometer inserted into the meat and looked at the internal temperature of the meat, which was already forty degrees.

He nodded, and plugged the thermometer back in.

He needs the internal temperature of this piece of meat, to reach about 70 degrees, in that case, this piece of meat can be called truly perfect!

As for now......

He temporarily removed the piece of meat from the stove and placed it on the tin foil that had been prepared on the cutting board.

Then I took a sprayer that had been prepared long ago and sprayed some adjusted spice water.

Spice water sprays on the scalding beef skin, making a sizzling sound.

"Excellent!" This is what Ling Ping wants to hear!

He wrapped the meat tightly and put it back in the slow oven, adjusting the heat shield for the slow roast.

Now, it starts to get into the most critical roasting time.

This will last for at least six hours until the internal temperature reaches the required level!

……………………………………

The high-speed rail runs smoothly in the night.

In the almost empty business class, the old man who had just woken up looked at a few pictures on the tablet.

He swallowed.

These pictures have just been sent.

It's a piece of meat!

The golden beef, with colorful bands of light, like the beautiful Saturn rings of Saturn in the starry sky, surround the meat, making it look a bit like the legendary Tang monk meat.

What's even more deadly is that in drops of sparkling gravy, sticking to the surface of the meat.

In every drop of gravy, there is a gem in it.

The old man looked at it in amazement.

"I'm so hungry......," he said, turning to a staff member at the door of the car and saying, "Go make me a bucket of instant noodles!" ”

After seeing that piece of meat, the old man felt that all the delicacies in this world were no longer attractive.

It's almost the same as instant noodles.