The sharp dagger, with the powerful right hand, brought up the remnants of the Dao, and frantically cut the stones.

A moment later, a clean stone slab, no more than an inch thick, a foot wide, and more than two feet long, appeared in front of Yevre in a straight and neat manner.

Jevre gently placed the slab between the stones at the same height, and looked at Lias expectantly, waiting for his master's next move.

"The preparations are all done! Then the master is about to start, don't miss a single thing, next time it's all up to you." If you don't learn the craft at home, you will make the master unhappy, and you know the consequences. ”

Lias, who didn't even forget to beat it when he was cooking, sang in a crisp voice. A short sacrificial sentence wafted out of the cherry mouth.

A small flame appeared under the bone stick, igniting the oily bone. A raging flame appeared, rapidly heating the flat slate.

"Yevre, give the slices you cut to the master and put them aside, and the master still needs to clean them. Look at the slightest hint of brown liquid, you dared to ask the master to eat it raw before! If you eat dirty things, you are not afraid of stomach discomfort? In case there are some parasites in it, you are not disgusting?"

Yevre hung his head quietly, not knowing whether he was ashamed or really aware of his ignorance.

"Knowledgeable master, the little one remembers, and he will definitely change it in the future. However, the little one really lacks common sense, and hopes that the benevolent master will correct it from time to time. ”

Lias glanced at Yevre, and the cherry mouth was crooked, not bothering to say anything, just waiting quietly for the servant to bring the cut slices to him.

A swirling mass of water, accompanied by a brief resounding of the sacrifice, appeared out of thin air.

The thinly sliced dark lizard flesh and the covered skin slowly floated into the water mass and was carefully washed.

A moment later, the clean, cleaned pieces of meat fell on the same spotless crust, obediently waiting for the favor of Lias.

A few slices of meat as thin as cicada's wings floated up and fell straight to the hot slate.

The sound of sizzling sounded instantly, and the meat slices instantly changed color, overflowing with a little grease, and gradually rolled inward.

In less than ten seconds, a smell of meat wafted through the empty cavern, lingering for a long time.

Yevre, who couldn't take his eyes off it, had a clear spring oozing from the corner of his mouth, moistened the corners of his mouth, and fell straight to the gravel ground.

A thunderclap came from the belly, and the hungry stomach began to rebel.

Holding back his irrepressible appetite, Yevre, with a face full of anticipation, quietly watched the ripe pieces of meat float up and levitate in front of him.

"Taste the flesh of this slate lizard, O Yevre. If there are any shortcomings, you should also take care of them first.

If you don't have enough spices and spices, you can only eat the original flavor and taste fresh. When everything is complete, the master will let you see the real food.

Eat it quickly! This slice of meat should be served hot in your mouth, otherwise it will be wasted. ”

Lias, who was proud, kindly let the servant eat first, I don't know if it was a reward?

Grateful Yevre, his green eyes glistened with tears, his voice trembled, and he almost replied in a loud voice crying bitterly.

"Generous host, you are truly a caring and considerate servant. Let the little one be the first to taste the food you cooked yourself. The little one really feels so happy, and a warm stream of heat flows in my heart. The little one is welcome, and starts first. ”

The anxious right hand hurriedly grabbed a piece of meaty slate burning, and impatiently put it into the anxiously waiting big mouth.

The teeth that shimmer with metallic luster and cut the meat slices finely, a tender and crispy complex taste instantly hits, and the tongue that has experienced cooked food for the first time is moved to lick it.

Jevre chewed hard, then grunted and swallowed it into his stomach, a strong sense of satisfaction arose.

An even stronger hunger struck in satisfaction, and Yevre, whose eyes were wide open, hurriedly grabbed the few remaining slates and burned them, stuffed them all into the fangs' mouth, swallowed them like dates, and then all entered his stomach.

Lias, who was suspended in the air, looked at Yevre, who had no appetite, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a trace of self-satisfaction involuntarily appeared on his face, reflecting the small pink face that was radiant and radiant.

"Yevre, don't be in such a hurry to eat, no one will rob you.

Master's craftsmanship is barely passing, didn't spoil your knife work! You've seen this simple cooking technique, you should have learned it.

Then the master will take care of his mouth first, you can learn to do it yourself after you wait a while. ”

A few thin slices of meat, how can you satisfy a hungry stomach. Yevre, who is getting hungrier and hungrier, where can he wait. The green eyes flickered, and he bluntly made a request.

"Great master, how dare the little one delay your enjoyment of the food? And the little one shares the same set of slate with you, is it a little offensive! Next time, you don't have to bother to do it yourself. ”

Eager to satisfy his own mouth, which has not been touched for many years, where can Lias care about Yevre's thoughts. With a wave of his wrist and feet, he replied straightforwardly.

"Okay, then you can learn to do it yourself. Don't bother the master for the time being, the slate is still waiting for the master!"

Before the words fell, the delicate shreds of flesh, which were as thin as cicada wings and as thin as hair, fell one by one on the hot stone slab, and once again made a sizzling temptation sound.

Slowly, he put a piece of shredded meat that was fried in an instant into the cherry mouth, and the faint aroma of meat mixed with juice attacked the mouth that had not been opened for many years, making Lias's eyes glistening with water.

"It's been many years, and in that dark seal, the master has never eaten any food again. It's been so long that the master has almost forgotten that there is such a thing as food.

Although it's just a simple cooking without any seasonings, the master is really satisfied!

Since the master has broken the seal, he must enjoy it and definitely live up to this great time. If anyone stops the master, the master must cut it with a thousand knives. ”

Lias, who was full of thoughts aroused by the slate burning, secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Lias raised his little head and looked at the busy Yevre with a complicated expression, remembering the hateful contract, he couldn't help but sigh, and even the desire to enjoy the food was a little lighter.

The contract of the same fate is simply a nightmare, shrouding Lias in layers.

No matter what means are used, this hateful bastard cannot be allowed to die. He also has to try his best to improve his realm in order to greatly increase his lifespan. Otherwise, with less than three hundred years, he would not have died wronged.

At the same time, he also has to train his life-saving ability, if he is easily killed, who will he cry out to him.

I really suffered by myself, and I was miserable by greed.

Why is he so miserable! Could it be that the noble bloodline of the young master really wants to be reduced to a pathetic nanny?

Lost in thought, Lias pondered about his tragic future.

The lucky Yevre doesn't know how to read minds, and he doesn't think about anything else, he only has delicious slate-burning in his eyes.

He hastily cut a set of stone slabs, took a few large and small bone sticks, lit a fire in the fire in front of Lias, and began to imitate it clumsily.

The palm-sized slices of dark lizard meat were piled up on the slate that wasn't hot enough, waiting for the impatient Jevre to deal with it.

The large slices of meat are slowly cooked, but they can be charred and mushy, and the part that is piled up in the middle is even only three medium-rare. At first glance, it is simply miserable.

The hungry Yevre turned a blind eye to this, grabbed a handful of his right hand, stuffed it into his big mouth, chewed it desperately, and then filled his deflated stomach.

A look of satisfaction spread over his face, and Yevre, immersed in cooked food, almost forgot the presence of his master. It's just that I was excited to make the slate burn repeatedly, and kept stuffing it into my mouth to block the invasion of hunger.

Time passed, and a whole dark lizard entered Yevre's belly, turning into a subtle warm current, moistening every muscle and bone of Yevre.