The bones were as hard as iron, and they were quickly cut into thin foot-long skewers.

Then a large number of long pieces of meat were worn one after another, which made Lias, who was watching from the sidelines, look forward to it.

"Hurry up, Jevre! It's almost twenty minutes past. Hurry up and get a stone pot over, and then frame the thighs of the inferior demon warriors. Master will help you clean the meat first. ”

As soon as the words fell, the familiar condensation ritual was sung by the impatient Lias.

A pool of clear water the size of a bathtub appeared in midair.

The inside of the water mass no longer rotated at such high speed, but shook gently.

More than 200 pounds of processed ingredients floated up one after another, and then threw them into the arms of the clear water ball.

The slices of meat and the long strips of meat were washed quickly and gently, and not only the fine sand and gravel were gone, but even the blue blood that seeped was removed.

At the same time, the stone slab on the ground where the ingredients were placed was also cleaned up, and it was simply spotless.

Yevre was really not slow, and he found the right stone in an instant.

Following the shape given by Lias, a round stone pot with a diameter of one and a half feet and two inches deep was quickly cut in the original style.

The thigh bones, which had been removed without a trace of residue, were divided into two piles and overlapped on top of each other.

One pile waited silently for Lias to light under a circular stone cauldron, while the other was placed under a hollow stone shelf.

As Lias had ordered, Jevre carved a flat rectangular stone shelf again.

There is a hollow about six or seven inches wide in the middle of the stone frame, which can easily place the skewers that pierce the flesh, and the four flat stones hold the stone frame high, so that the thigh bone can be easily removed.

Yevre, who had made all the preparations, waited quietly on the side, but the little eyes of anticipation revealed the desire in his heart.

With a slight glance at the drooling servant, Lias was ready to start his solo show.

"Yevre, look carefully for a moment, and pay attention to the essence of cooking. ”

"You have to get the heat and timing right to make real food, not to waste the ingredients like you did before. ”

Yevre opened his mouth, intending to defend himself, but hesitated, and finally said nothing, and continued to wait for the master's own performance.

"Don't just be stupid! After a while, the master will heat up the stone pot, and you will put the cut fat in it, and the master will boil some fat for later use. ”

"By the way, you should hurry up and get another stone bowl, otherwise there will be no place to put the grease. ”

Yevre, who had been waiting for the food, hurriedly ran not far away, randomly selected a sturdy stone, and divided it by two to make a simple stone bowl about a foot in diameter.

Suddenly, a small flaming red flame appeared out of thin air, igniting the thigh bone of the bad demon under the round stone pot full of rough style and the hollow simple stone frame, and the crackling burning sound echoed in a small corner of the Hotz Mountain Range densely covered with strange stones.

Yevre watched as the rough stone cauldron was heated, and wisps of green smoke gradually came out.

"Yevre, hurry up and put the fat in! The master puts a little more water in it, and you can boil the oil." ”

Yevre hurriedly poured the cut fat into pieces into the hot stone pot, and immediately made a sizzling sound, a little water appeared out of thin air, and then directly and shallowly drowned the inferior devil fat that was full of oil fragrance.

The thigh bones of the bad demon are desperately contributing their strength, and the flames that keep fluttering upwards are quite a bit of a sense of being too anxious.

Hot water vapor came out of the stone pot, but the water was evaporating rapidly.

The fat that had been ripe slowly released fragrant oil, but it burned the oil on the face of Yevre, who was caught off guard.

Yevre felt a burning sensation on his face, but the smell of oil kept penetrating his nostrils, irritating the already large amount of saliva like a spring.

Wiped his face with his hand, and the impatient Yevre secretly licked his oil-stained palm, feeling an indescribable taste lingering on the tip of his tongue.

Greasy, faint fragrance, kind of weird, anyway.

In a few moments, the stone pot was filled with boiling bright oil, shrunken chunks of fat, glowing golden yellow, and a strong burnt smell attracted Yevre's attention again.

Looking at the eager servant, Lias reprimanded angrily.

"What's the hurry, I'll have something to eat soon. Look at your gluttonous look, it's just a shame for a new leather armor. ”

"Merciful master, the little one is not harmed by your amazing cooking skills!

"That burnt fat should be edible, it's so fragrant, it would be a pity if you discarded it directly. Let the little one taste how it tastes first, it should be good. ”

Yevre, who had already attracted all his attention by the tumbling golden fat, was already a little impatient.

If it weren't for the owner staring straight at him, I'm afraid he would have started directly.

Hey, hunger really exposes one's true nature!

Yevre stared straight at the rough stone pot, eagerly waiting for the master's order to open the meal.

The golden fat has become completely burnt and crispy, and no longer oozes tumbling oil.

"Okay, look at your gluttony, and fill your stomach with this bit of oil residue first. Hey, it's a pity that there is no sugar, otherwise it would be a good snack to dip in. ”

As soon as the words fell, the crispy oil residue gradually separated from the steaming transparent grease in the small half pot.

Only four or five pounds of inferior demon grease flew into the improvised stone bowl, the surface of the grease shaking slightly, and a strong fragrance wafted out, waiting for Lias to be used for another purpose.

As for the golden oil residue, it had just flown into a flat stone slab next to Yevre, and was snatched away by Yevre's right hand, which only had four fingers.

Yevre hurriedly shoved his drooling mouth into it, eager to satisfy his appetite that had been lifted high.

Squeak, squeak......

Completely crispy oil residue, with a piping hot steam, cut and chewed by sharp teeth.

Jevre was instantly overwhelmed by this taste experience that he had never experienced before.

There is a little bit of oil in the burnt aroma, and a little raw meat flavor in the scorching heat.

Yevre, who was chewing heavily, was choked by accident, as if he wanted to cough violently, but he was afraid of squirting out the oil residue in his mouth, causing a shameful waste.

Yevre held it hard, then swallowed it hard, swallowing his mouth full of oil with great difficulty.

Then, Yevre patted the bottom of his esophagus with a blue face and a blue neck, giving himself a good breath.

"Hahaha, you little guy, why are you so anxious, and no one is robbing you. If you become a little coward who is choked to death, it is estimated that it will become a momentary conversation. ”

The gloating Lias watched the servant's jokes with great joy, but did not have half a sincere word of comfort.