Yevre's resentful green eyes glanced lightly at the bad master who was still laughing, not knowing how to justify his recklessness.

"Okay, Yevre, don't look at the master like this, a little panicked. Don't rush to fill your stomach with grease. Poor little one, you will be conquered by the unseasoned oil residue. ”

Lias said as he prepared the real meal.

"Yevre, now I'll have a stir-fried pork slice, you must read it carefully, pay attention to the main points. Don't just ask and don't know how to operate it yourself. ”

The hot rough stone cauldron poured a stream of water into the ground, making a sizzling sound and raising a scorching steam.

The water spun automatically, quickly cleaning the freshly boiled stone pot clean and spotless, and then flew straight to the sand and gravel ground in the distance, falling high and turning a small piece of the ground into mud.

The flames on the thigh bones of the Bad Demon rose to the ground, and the raging flames quickly burned the rough stone cauldron.

Less than two ounces of transparent grease, like a thin line, flew straight into the inside of the stone pot, evenly and quickly applied a shallow layer.

Under the action of high temperature, the transparent grease quickly bubbles up and crackles at the same time.

Jevre watched as Lias's pink wrist and foot flicked slightly, and more than a pound of inferior flesh slices floated.

The slices of meat were separated, but they all fell into the rough stone pot with green smoke at the same time, and they were evenly pasted on the inner wall of the stone pot, and they quickly gathered together.

Lias danced his wrists and feet rapidly, and the slices of inferior meat that quickly turned from blue to dark blue were also tumbling so that each slice of meat could be evenly heated.

In an instant, a rich aroma of meat filled the tip of Jevre's nose, and he couldn't help but swallow it a few times, making a burst of gurgling sounds, which seemed to be more delicious than oil residue.

In just thirty seconds, the shiny fried pork slices were out of the pan and flew into a sunken and clean slate that Jevre had prepared in advance.

"Yevre, you hurry up and try the master's craftsmanship, this stir-fried pork slices must be eaten while they are hot, otherwise the taste will be much worse. ”

"It's a pity, except for the simplest inferior devil fat, there are no other seasonings and ingredients at all, and the taste will be much worse, so it can only be said that it is unsatisfactory. ”

Lias beckoned to the bright-eyed Jevre as he shook his head and sighed.

It seems that you really need to go to a big city to find spices, and it's not a way to always have such a primitive flavor!

Yevre, who had been drooling for a long time, heard the words of eating, and where could he still care about the master's sigh, and in his green eyes, there was nothing else, only a dark blue sliced of inferior demon meat that shone with oil.

It's just that now Yevre is a little weird.

Instead of gobbling it up like dealing with oil residue, he actually resisted his strong appetite, gently twisted a piece of meat, quickly put it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

Smooth and tender, mixed with a silky chew, the rich aroma of meat fills the mouth, and a vague sweetness oozes from the gravy, making the hungry tongue sluggish.

A slice of meat almost fifteenth an inch thick brings a new experience to the uninformed Jevre, and it seems to have a more satisfying taste than slate-grilled.

Yevre, who had been controlled by his hungry appetite, no longer cared about any etiquette and demeanor, and hurriedly sent the meat slices into his big mouth one after another, and then chewed them extremely quickly.

The little blue face was filled with a satisfied smile.

But in just three minutes, more than a pound of fried meat slices entered Yevre's small belly, and then he looked up at Lias with a small cherry mouth.

Lias looked at the expectant little eyes proudly, and a crisp sound quickly floated out of the small mouth.

"Hey, Yevre, the master really served you, and I didn't know how to leave a few pieces for the master to taste, so I just buried my head in eating. ”

"Look at your fingers, are they clean? The master saw it, and he didn't even care if he put the fine sand in his mouth. ”

As he spoke, Lias pulled out a cloud of washbasin-sized water and floated straight to Yevre's side, not moving.

"Hurry up and wash it! The master is going to try the skewers now, but unfortunately there is still a lack of seasoning! I don't know how much flavor it can have, I hope I can barely eat it." ”

After Lias finished speaking, he didn't even look at Yevre, who was in a hurry to wash his hands, so he flapped his little wings and stopped beside the hollow stone frame.

Under the simple rectangular stone frame, the thigh bone of the inferior demon has been burning slightly for almost ten minutes, but it has not changed much, and it seems that it can still continue to burn for a long time.

After washing his hands quickly and carefully, Yevre saw Lias's wrists and feet gently waving again, and the row of neat bone swabs flew up to twenty or so, and then rested directly on the hollow stone frame, a little distance apart, and accepted the scorching fire peacefully.

The bone skewers, which are full of long strips of inferior demon meat, have been reserved in advance for the first and last two sections, so that they can be eaten for a while.

On a slight low fire, the long strips of inferior meat were grilled unhurriedly, and the meat pieces were evenly heated as the bone skewers kept turning.

In less than two minutes, the inferior demon meat that exuded the smell of meat was shallow wrapped in a sudden stream of transparent oil, turning the somewhat dry meat into a shiny shine.

The burning thigh bones of the devil were stimulated by the dripping grease, and they burst into a high flame, licking the rectangular pieces of meat that were getting more and more fragrant.

In the flickering firelight, there were two expectant little faces, and the non-stop dripping Harazi almost extinguished the flame of enthusiasm.

The pieces of meat turn from blue to dark blue, and the appearance slowly begins to become crispy.

The juice that is firmly locked in by the fat is still slowly heating up inside the meat piece, allowing its own meat flavor to volatilize to the fullest.

Lias stared intently at the evenly flipped skewers, but sighed with regret on his face.

"It's a pity! I didn't expect these bastards to be scumbag, although they look crooked and cracked, their muscles are really good. ”

"The muscles in the stir-fried meat slices are firm and elastic, and when you look at the ghost that Yevre eats, you know that it has a good taste. Especially the breast muscles of the skewers, which are simply juicy and delicious, I would have known to make a black pepper steak. ”

Lias, who seemed to remember something, said something that Yevre didn't understand at all.

"Magic black peppers, colorful pepper salt, devil screw peppers, and ghost chicken essence, etc., when will they be able to enter the master's recipe?"

"I really miss the supreme delicacy made by such spices! When the master has completely recovered his strength and memory, he must relive the old dream and truly enjoy life. ”