Yevre, who didn't know anything about this, rested for a while, and then continued to practice mental power manipulation.

His talent is ordinary, he can only make up for his clumsiness with diligence, and the stupid bird flies first.

Just like stir-frying, it not only exercises knife skills, but also exercises mental power.

In a flash, it was morning.

With a flick of his paws, he pushed open the door, and flew low for two miles, landing smoothly in the spacious square.

An elf with a sense of crisis has already gotten up and is practicing tirelessly.

Even Amon Siri, who had been pestering her before, stood among the elves, sweating and holding a small scimitar.

Seeing Yevre's fluttering body, he just smiled sweetly, and then continued to practice his sword skills.

After a pause, Jevre decided to leave.

Compared to these little kids, I still don't work hard enough.

Flying low in the air, he found Amunruth who was talking to a group of elven mages, and did not deliberately interrupt their conversation, just said hello and waited quietly.

"Amunrus, I can leave you several times more ingredients this time. Two and a half million pounds of earth-level demonic beasts is enough to cultivate the dozens of magical plants before to maturity. ”

A female elven mage at the head looked at the silent Yevre gratefully while handing over the prey to Amunrus.

"Thank you Xiao Lei for this, without him, you can't get so many ground-level prey. ”

Amunruth was not cheeky either, pushing Yevre directly to the forefront.

"It's all trivial, don't say thank you or not! Everyone is a good person, so don't be so polite. ”

Without hesitation, Yevre kept the female elven mage's words at the tip of his tongue, then nodded and smiled, not interjecting again.

.......

After waiting for more than ten minutes, after they had finished handing over and saying goodbye to each other, Jevre and Amunruth began to talk.

"I actually left you so many ingredients, aren't you going to go out hunting recently?"

"I'm going! It's just that next time I'm leading the team is Ou Brizia, and I have to watch the house. As for the extra ingredients, it's up to you to deal with them like this, anyway, I haven't had such plenty of food for almost three years. ”

Amunrus gave Yevre a strange look, and threw all the problems to the others.

"You're here to ask me for ingredients, whatever you like, whatever you want. The Great Elder has spoken, and today let everyone eat and drink with their bellies open and eat as much as possible. ”

Hearing this, Yevre felt a little dizzy, hoping that the elf was not a demon-like stomach king, otherwise he would die of busyness today.

More than 3,000 elves, even if one person has a hundred pounds of ground-level ingredients, it is enough to keep himself busy for a long time.

After all, this is not a semi-finished shabu ingredient for hot pot, but an eight-star dish that requires multiple processing.

"Except for the ground level elves, the rest of the elves only need fifteen pounds alone. The energy contained in the ground level ingredients is very sufficient, and the little guy can't eat too much. However, our two hundred or so earth-level elves are almost sixty pounds per person. ”

Amunrus was like a roundworm in Jevre's belly, and from his slightly changing countenance, he could see at once what he was thinking.

"Am I so obvious? Fortunately, more than 50,000 pounds of ingredients are enough. ”

Yevre wasn't depressed, he just thought about it for a while.

While chatting, the two came to the material warehouse, pushed the thick wooden gate, and the cold wind came through the bones.

In the material warehouse, which covers an area of almost 400 feet, 500,000 pounds of ground-level ingredients that have been frozen to a hard state appear in front of Yevre's eyes.

"You can pick it yourself, I'll call someone over so I can help you get started." “

The old god Amunrus was there, and after leaving Yevre alone in the material storehouse, he withdrew from the room and whispered to more than a dozen patrolling elves.

Yevre looked at the large and small compartments separated by transparent resin, except for the ground level ingredients, and then some strange plants.

There are multi-colored tree trunks that few people can't hug together, there are also strange plant roots, and there are many bits and pieces of fruit, and even animal tendons and bones.

However, the more practical animal skins, the scale armor is not seen, and it is estimated that it has been processed into armor and leather armor.

A dry forest elf, dressed with its own characteristics, the material is also different, Yevre initially thought it was the elf's personalized hobby, now think about it, obviously poor, can only be used by all breeds.

I just don't know how many things this forest spirit brought with him when he fled.

After coming for a few days, except for the elven elven elder's staff, which really can't see the depth, it is estimated that none of the weapons used by the other elves are heaven-level.

If there is a heaven-level weapon, he plans to borrow it for a while and continue to chat with that psychic holy tree.

The ground-level boning knife can't penetrate deep into the bark of a tree, but the sky-level weapon can always penetrate a few points.

I don't know if they have advanced cultivation techniques, after all, there are also strong people in the metamorphosis stage on the ancestors.

Preferably the kind of exercises that can directly point to the stage of transformation.

The most profound exercise on his body, that is, the incomplete "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter" with only the upper part, is only a heavenly level, and it is not enough to cultivate to the mortal stage.

Even if there are no vacancies for new exercises now, you have to plan ahead and think farther.

It was happily decided that when I got acquainted a little more, I would probe the wind.

Having selected a few ingredients to be used today, and before Amunrus had paid attention, Yevre identified more than a hundred kinds of messy objects by the way.

As a result, some good things were discovered.

There are three types of ground-level plants that can directly increase strength and agility, two types of ground-level rhizomes that increase mental power, and several kinds of fruits that increase the body's defense.

It's a pity that that stem is of little use to himself, the quality is lower than the multicolored powder, and he can't improve his mental power again at all.

"Xiao Lei, have you chosen it, I'll ask them to help. ”

Followed by more than a dozen elves, Amunrus asked Yevre a little impatiently.

"I've chosen, just these kinds, the same point, 50,000 pounds is almost enough. ”

Yevre was not polite at all, he was very professional and pointed to the high-quality ground ingredients, and then smiled at a few enthusiastic elves, and commanded seriously.

With the essence of the ground-level demon pork and the earth-level rhinoceros demonic beast, a group of elves, under the watchful eyes of the melon-eating crowd, Shi Shiran returned to the wooden kitchen.

In order to cope with the day, Yevre and Pasley discussed for a while, and then added six stoves again.

Even the fast-growing fruit trees have collected a lot of rich fruity aromas, which naturally permeate the kitchen, full of the smell of autumn fruits.

In order to complete the task, Yevre took the initiative to refuse the help of Pasley and others, but asked them to help clean the ingredients again, and prepared a batch of beautiful gold silk landscape wood grain plates, so as not to accidentally fall to the nine stars.

After a large group of exercises, they didn't care about the sweat of their bodies, and they gathered around the melon-eating crowd outside the wooden kitchen, staring directly at Yevre, just waiting to see a good show.

These forest elves are really not enclosing the kitchen with an outer wall, except for the bark roof that can shelter from the wind and rain, the surrounding area is empty and unobstructed.

However, Yevre is also a proven culinary expert, and no matter how many people eat melons, it can't affect his normal performance.

The green ground-level kitchen knife sent by Amon Rust was improved from a large ground-level dagger, although it was much sharper and could normally cut off ordinary ground-level bones, but after all, it was not as easy as a kitchen knife.

It took a while for Jevre to maneuver back and forth, and then he could barely use it with ease.

The majestic spiritual power turned into an invisible big hand, easily controlling the ground-level dagger with a weight of about three hundred pounds, and quickly thawing the ground-level ingredients that were basically removed from the residual blood, just like the cooking of the cattle, easily and with quick eyes and hands, it kept cutting and slicing.

The familiar beat of the music sounded instantly, and if it was a middle-aged or elderly person in his hometown, he would definitely be able to hear that this was the rhythm of nunchucks.

The ground dagger, with a boundless phantom, accompanied by an invisible and qualitative spiritual power, continuously processed a large pile of ingredients one by one.

It's still about the same size as yesterday, the juice has not leaked out of the large soybean dice, and the thickness and thickness of the pink tender meat.

Today, what Yevre didn't plan to do was very complicated, not only did the boiled liver flower that was slightly disgusted by a fairy chef not end up, but the other six eight-star dishes did not enter today's recipe.

Slippery pork slices, sour meatballs, and meatballs and vegetable soup without golden oil residue.

Judging from yesterday's on-site performance, these three fresh and elegant dishes are the most popular.

Add ginger and garlic water, and the diced meat that blends into the blood and blood flavor to beat the strength, and after the water and milk are completely blended, continue to marinate the meat slices.

There is not much seasoning, that is, the otherworldly version of thirteen spices carefully remixed by Yevre based on the newly harvested high-quality botanical seasoning, and a trace of blue fine salt.

Fortunately, I found a fruit similar to sweet potatoes before, with high starch content and high quality, otherwise the slippery meat slices would probably be renamed.

Mixed with jelly-like egg whites, gently invert back and forth like silky smoothness.

In order to make the vegetable meatball soup more flavorful, Yevre still has to boil the broth today.

The big stick bones of the ground level, the flying beasts of the Xuan level, and the spices of various Xuan level qualities, mixed with several juicy fruits with a rich fragrance, entered the soup pot in one go.

Skimming off the foam from time to time, Yevre was busy with sour balls.

Or the old formula improved yesterday, or fresh and soft citric acid, full and juicy, meaty, cute shape of the balls, after a small fire stew, starch twice thickened, one by one put in the golden silk landscape wood grain plate, with an average evaluation of 25 points, quickly take away a large number of melon-eating people.

There was no way, the saliva that kept hitting made the elf elder who was waiting on the side feel a little embarrassed, and took advantage of the cooking to drive all the elves to the open-air cafeteria.

Fortunately, it hasn't rained recently, otherwise it depends on whether you want to learn from Lao Shaanxi, holding a golden silk landscape wood grain plate, squatting in front of the wooden house, and eating non-stop.

The elven elder cracked open the old mouth that was once very good-looking, with a mouthful of still snow-white sharp teeth, squinting his eyes slightly, and chewing the full and beautiful meatballs in small bites.

The diced meat, with a fresh and slightly sour taste, keeps jumping on the tip of the tongue, and the appropriate ginger juice further enhances the tenderness of the ground rhinoceros beef, and after being slightly sour, it is a faint sweetness.

This variety of fusion of complex tastes instantly stimulates the taste buds, making the elf elder feel like he is in a leafy forest, with the fragrance of fresh earth, with countless swaying fruits, stepping on elastic grass, as if returning to childhood, is playing hide and seek with relish with childhood friends.

Unlike the boiled liver flower that seems to be in volcanic lava, the spirit is not so active, but the shrine is clear, and the tiredness that usually accumulates is a little lighter.

Opening his eyes suddenly, like a chicken cub guarding food, the elven elder moved his seat, quietly brought his sour balls to the corner of the table, and cautiously glanced at Amunrus and Ou Brizia before continuing to bury his head in enjoying the rare outside delicacies.

It took three hours for Yevre to deliver a full 18,000 pounds of sour balls to all the elves who had been waiting for a long time.

And the elven elven elder, who was satisfied with eating, glanced at the Vilu Flying Eagle, who couldn't stop at all, and quickly stopped Yevre, who was about to slippery slices of meat, and asked him to sit down and rest for a few hours before continuing to work.