Chapter 138: The Grim Reaper Really Dislikes It

Yu Wan was dumbfounded, looked down at the orange cat on the sofa that had fallen asleep again, and then looked at the one that came out of the box, and then realized that he had mistaken the cat again......

"Boss, you...... How can you squeeze together with those ordinary cats who come from the wrong way, this is really a loss of identity......" Yu Wan said quickly.

In his opinion, he is a close confidant of the big boss, and many times this kind of anti-ear advice must be said!

Then he suddenly thought of something, and suddenly realized: "Ah...... It's a subordinate gaffe, and you shouldn't talk about the boss's private life......" while showing a look of "I understand".

A box of cats drilled together, who knows what to do at night? The boss is also the age of the strong-blooded man......

"You know what a fart!" Zuo Chen's eyes widened, understanding that this product was guessing blindly, and said: "Lao Tzu, this is called not fighting for the box!" ”

The crazy desire to get into the box immediately after seeing it, especially after seeing other cats drilling into the box, the irrepressible urge to drill the box, how can a stupid human be understand!

And a group of cats sleep together, and there are soft and smooth cat hair up and down, left and right, and the feeling of softness and warmth is simply not too comfortable.

Zuo Chen licked his paws and began to wash his face, and said to Yu Wan, "Let's talk about it." ”

After being reprimanded by the boss, Yu Wan didn't dare to make another mistake, and immediately began to report: "There is no reaction from the Bingfeng Group, and there are no suspicious people in Qiuzhuang Town and Mozhuang Town. Mozhuang Town is now completely under the control of our company. ”

Zuo Chen raised his hind paw and scratched his chin, and said to himself, "Cowardly? It's just right, continue to do it, until you die. ”

Yu Wan continued: "What's more, Mr. Wang of Qianshan Group asked people to pull two large truckloads of mutated crops, saying that you promised him to let him dispose of these organic wastes in Mozhuang Town. ”

"Got it so soon?" Zuo Chen's eyes widened, and his face was happy.

Previously, Wang Dong said that one of the businesses of his Qianshan Group was to help the planting base of the Fortress Academy of Sciences deal with the so-called mutated crop waste, that is, dark energy ingredients.

These things are garbage to man, but they are all treasures to him!

Originally, his storage space was limited in size, and the number of dark energy ingredients saved was not much, and he had already eaten almost all of it during this time, and he was worried about what to do with the next meal, but he didn't expect the other party to send it to the door.

"Let him pull him directly to the Huadu community, isn't there still a lot of empty rooms in this building, find a few houses to store first." Zuo Chen made a decision with a wave of his claw.

For a chef, it is natural that the closer you are to the ingredients, the better.

At this point, he couldn't wait to try the dark energy recipe he got from the auction - the disgust of the Grim Reaper!

This thing sounds weirdly named, and I don't know what it does.

Yu Wan immediately sent out an order, and after a while, two trucks covered with cloths came to the Huadu community.

Then Yu Wan took dozens of core henchmen of the company and unloaded all the things in the car and put them in a few empty rooms in Building 12, where they were located.

Although I don't understand why the big boss wants to get these mutant crops, the big boss's orders will definitely be carried out unconditionally.

And everything that happened today, everyone will also keep their mouths shut.

When these dark energy ingredients were put away, Zuo Chen walked into the room used as a warehouse, looking at the small mountain of dark energy ingredients inside.

Sweet potatoes, gem tomatoes, clematis, etc., are some of the common mutated crops, with some dirt on them, apparently just pulled out of the field.

For the current Fortress humans, these dark energy ingredients are simply the most stubborn weeds, and they are extremely contagious.

As long as a mutated crop appears in a normal crop and is not removed, it will not take a few days for the entire crop to mutate and be completely destroyed.

Zuo Chen opened the recipe of "Death's Dislike", and immediately found that this dish required a lot of ingredients, and the production methods of various accessories were very cumbersome, basically more than ten times more complicated than those dishes he had made before.

But it wasn't much of a deal to him.

After all, it was different from when he was in the wilderness, he was no longer a cat of his own, or only Zhao Ritian's dog could work.

Now he has a large number of human men, and these primate dexterous hands are enough to handle a lot of the preliminary work.

He only needs to carry out the final process and then cook the dishes.

After thinking about this, Zuo Chen immediately called Yu Wan and Xia Hua, and asked them to select a few of the most loyal disciples and start to deal with these dark energy ingredients as instructed.

These dark energy ingredients, which are regarded as garbage, are basically picked from various farms throughout the Jeseong Fortress, so the variety is extremely large, including all kinds of ingredients needed for the "Dislike of the Grim Reaper".

There are even a lot of rare mutated spices that can be found here.

Well, Wang Donglai's kid is a lucky general...... The orange cat squinted and sat on the sofa, looking at the room full of dark energy ingredients in front of him, and the joy of the farmer's uncle's harvest rose in his heart.

The last time I looked for a cat without permission, I just let him go for the time being......

Originally, according to Zuo Chen's temper, he had to scratch Wang Donglai into a melon when they met again, but now he temporarily dispelled this idea.

Several of his men were doing the same as he commanded, dealing with the dark energy ingredients needed to cook.

Zuo Chen pointed out on the side, full of anticipation.

After a little half a day's work, the preliminary processing of the ingredients had been done, and more than a dozen ingredients plus some accessories were placed in front of Zuo Chen.

After ordering these men to step back, Zuo Chen began the final processing process.

One of the indispensable is the step of mental bombardment.

To put it bluntly, it is actually processed using electromagnetic waves, but the frequency required is constantly changing, and it is almost impossible at all.

At the same time, some ingredients also have strict temperature requirements, otherwise the toxins cannot be dealt with.

There's even an ingredient called snake scale peanuts, which requires the skin to be cauterized with sulfuric acid before it can be processed.

In short, the various treatments are like different chemical and physical experiments.

After working for a while, Zuo Chen finally got all the ingredients ready.

Then, turn on the fire, pour in the oil squeezed from the snake scale peanuts, and process the same dark energy ingredients in strict accordance with the recipe and order.

The recipe is a very strange recipe, sometimes after frying an ingredient, you have to pour cold water immediately after frying, or even add some metal powder, and then cook another ingredient.

The whole cooking method is very different from the earth cooking method that Zuo Chen is familiar with, it is not like cooking, but an experiment of destruction of ingredients.

Strange smells emanate during cooking, sometimes like rotten eggs, sometimes like bed bugs fresh out of the nest, or rotten straw, and when another ingredient is added, the strange smell will immediately turn into a strange aroma.

Although they were a little curious about what their boss was doing, the people living in the building were still unbearable by the ever-changing strange smell and ran out one after another.

"Is the boss making stinky tofu?" Xia Hua looked helpless, this smell is too weird!

At this time, Zuo Chen in the room had already put on a mask, wrapped a thick towel around his head, rolled a shovel with his tail, looked at the dishes that were gradually taking shape in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

What the hell is this...... Can you really eat it?

After going through a series of processes and adding accessories, what appeared in the pot was not a dish in the ordinary sense at all, but a mass of black clay-like substance.

The thing shook like a living thing, emitting puffs of black smoke and a disgusting smell.

Zuo Chen seemed to understand what "Death's Dislike" meant......

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