It seems that there are countless miniature calves running happily on the tip of Rong Jiawei's tongue, and it seems that countless beef-flavored bouncing candy are bouncing on the tip of his tongue.

He thinks that this hand-beaten beef balls are really like the kind of popping beef balls in Stephen Chow's movie, which are full of elasticity and can even be used to play table tennis!

He took another bite, and the pork skin jelly stuffing in the beef balls, which was concentrated with the flavor of shrimp meat and chicken soup, had already melted into a hot and delicious juice, splashing everywhere, leaving a fragrant fragrance on his lips and teeth.

He asked, "This tastes a bit like soup-filled xiaolongbao!" The soup is delicious! In addition to beef, there seems to be another kind of meat mixed in the beef balls, what kind of meat, very tender, but I didn't eat what kind of meat? ”

Mu Fengmian smiled and said, "You shouldn't have eaten this kind of ingredient, that's the ingredient I chose to match the theme of cruelty." Belch...... To be honest, it's sheep placenta. ”

"What?" Rong Jiawei almost choked.

Mu Fengmian touched the beads of sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and forced a calm smile: "It's sheep placenta, which is said to be very nourishing and nourishing." What does Brother R think of the taste? ”

Rong Jiawei said: "The taste is very good, the best beef balls I have ever tasted." I love the taste! Using a sheep's placenta to cook is cruel! ”

Liu Jialan interjected unconvinced: "But this cruelty is not enough. If the placenta is taken directly from a live sheep, it is perfect! ”

Rong Jiawei smiled mischievously: "It's me who didn't prepare a live sheep for her, don't blame her!" Sleepy, you can eat a little too, it's very nourishing. It's okay, it doesn't smell fishy at all, does it? ”

Mu Fengmian's stomach was really a little hungry at this time, and he obediently accepted Rong Jiawei's feeding.

In Liu Jialan's eyes, the movements of the two turned out to be a little intimate, her eyelids jumped, her eyes were on fire, and the snake of jealousy in her heart was spitting out snake letters.

The taste of this beef ball was so good that Mu Fengmian ate the rest of the beef balls along with the soup.

After eating, she smiled and said, "It's not my princess who sells melons, she sells herself and boasts!" It tastes really good! I'll just eat it as shrimp, and I don't have any psychological burden at all. ”

Rong Jiawei said: "Aren't those vegetarian monks cruel? Everything has a spirit, isn't a plant a life? If you really feel cruel, you should eat nothing, sacrifice yourself, and save the people! ”

Mu Fengmian said with a smile: "Your three views are really crooked like the Leaning Tower of Pisa!" But your facial features are good, if the villain's facial features are good, it will often make the audience forget that his three views are not correct! Brother R, in fact, you should enter the entertainment industry, you will definitely be brilliant when you play the villain! ”

Yung laughed. Mu Fengmian's half-true rainbow fart made him feel very comfortable, he couldn't be immune!

Mu Fengmian began to cook a dish at the Tang Dynasty roast tail banquet, called "Zhentou Spring."

The name sounds poetic, but it's actually a cruel practice, which is to roast quail alive.

She marinated the quail with seasoning, shredded the ginger, scattered the garlic, stir-fried the ginger and garlic until fragrant, mixed it with light soy sauce, salt, red wine, and black sesame oil into a bowl, and then put in some shredded green onions.

It's her homemade barbecue sauce.

The next step is to tear off the skin and fur of the quail!

Her hands were shaking!

After all, she is a normal person with a sound mind, and she really can't do it!

She did a round of psychological construction for herself, and finally did it.

This bloody scene is truly disgusting!

What's more, the skinned quail is still alive, and the pain can be imagined.

I'm afraid even the quails are thinking about making me die a happy death!

Although he knew that his actions were cruel, Mu Fengmian couldn't care about anything else now.

She has to get through the level, or she might freeze to death here! Her lover, relatives, and friends are still waiting for her to save her!

She took two long iron chopsticks and burned them on the fire.

Hold a quail between two iron chopsticks, roast it in the fire, and refuse to let go of it no matter how much it struggles and chirps......

Soon, the quail was roasted alive.

Its eyes were still open, as if it were dead.

She spread the barbecue juice evenly all over its body, and applied some rose nectar to the quail's belly, roasting the quail to a fragrant taste.

Then, after she has grilled both quails, she puts them on a plate and sets them up.

The aroma is overflowing.

There were two quails side by side on the plate, their eyes open, their necks tilted, and their mouths slightly open, which she had created the beauty of curling their necks to the sky.

Next to the roasted quail are a few lifelike apricot blossoms carved from carrots, with a few drops of dew on the petals, as if the buds had just opened in the morning, bringing spring to life.

She said to Rong Jiawei with some flattery: "Brother R, please taste it." ”118

Rong Jiawei laughed and said: "The red apricot branches are in spring, this apricot blossom is beautifully carved!" The dish looks top-notch, but I'm still determined by the taste. ”

He took a few bites and said with a smile: "This dish is cruel enough, the skin is very crispy and fragrant, and the taste is good, but unfortunately, the meat is also delicious, but it's a pity that ......" His voice carried a hint of appreciation and regret.

Mu Fengmian's eyes widened nervously and didn't blink.

"Uh...... I think that compared with the thousands of tempered beef balls, your dish is still slightly inferior, mainly because the quail has not been pickled, it is not very flavorful, and you have not removed its internal organs in order to roast it alive, which affects the taste. However, this dish is passable! I'll take the rest to the dining room and taste it slowly, and you can just bring the next dish later. Rong Jiawei told Liu Jialan to take a good look at Mu Fengmian, and then took the quail to the living room.

Ten minutes later, Mu Fengmian pushed a cage in front of Rong Jiawei, and the outside of the cage was covered with a large white cloth, covering the cage tightly.

Rong Jiawei smiled and asked, "Are you trying to do magic?" ”

Mu Fengmian uncovered the white cloth and saw a small monkey with a white cloth on top of his head squatting in a wooden cage, his limbs and body firmly tied.

Mu Fengmian decided to give the monkey a "hospice care" and stuffed a peeled banana into the monkey's mouth.

The monkey was very happy, and ate the banana in three or two clicks, and grinned at Mu Fengmian.

Mu Fengmian didn't dare to look at this "very stupid and naïve" monkey, so he heated a small pot of oil and lifted the white cloth on the top of the monkey's head.

Rong Jiawei exclaimed.

The top of the monkey's head had been shaved off, and a piece of the skull had been cut off, revealing a hole the size of a spoon.

Rong Jiawei smiled and asked, "Why doesn't it know that it hurts?" Do you want it to die less painfully and give it an anesthetic? But where did you get the anesthetic? ”

Mu Fengmian turned his head, forcibly suppressed the fear churning in his heart, and said, "Aren't there some Chinese herbs among the ingredients?" Don't you smell a faint smell of Chinese herbs left in the air? Have you heard of Hua Tuo's hemp boiling? That's made with Chinese herbs, and it's pretty much the same as this one. I know some TCM pharmacology. I've already made it drink a bowl of medicine just now. ”

Gu Jingxing's grandfather is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, so Gu Jingxing understands some traditional Chinese medicine pharmacology, and he also taught Mu Fengmian.

Rong Jiawei looked at her deeply, stood up, walked to her side, and reached out to cover her eyes like the male protagonist in a romance.

His hands were warm, a little wet, probably sweaty.

His ears were red, and his voice became beautiful: "the kid, don't look at it, you'll have nightmares at night!" Don't do it, Jialan, let's do it next! ”

Mu Fengmian felt a chill, but he didn't dare to let go of his hand.

Liu Jialan took the big spoonful of hot oil from Mu Fengmian's hand with an expressionless face, and poured the oil into the hole above the monkey's head.

Wisps of green smoke rose above the monkey's heads, and hot oil sizzled inside.

When Mu Fengmian heard this terrifying sound, he was so frightened that he closed his eyes and blocked his ears with both hands.

Rong Jiawei let go of Mu Fengmian, picked up a clean soup spoon that had been placed on the plate, and said with a smile: "Interesting!" Humans often say that wolves are cruel, but only we humans can think of such a cruel method! Did you give it a good name? ”

Mu Fengmian shook his head. She really didn't have the heart to name the dish.

Liu Jialan said: "I want to name it 'Snow at the beginning of spring'. ”

Rong Jiawei smiled: "Good name! Very apt and very tasteful! ”

He gracefully plunged the spoon into the monkey's brain hole and scooped out a spoonful of white brains.

He "drank" the melt-in-your-mouth brain, a smile of enjoyment on his face.

The monkey was laughing as Liu Jialan stuffed another banana into its mouth.

It didn't feel pain at all, because it was anesthetized by the Ma boiling powder that Shan Mu Fengmian had prepared with Chinese herbs, and Mu Fengmian deliberately used a large amount of medicine, because she wanted the monkey to die peacefully without feeling pain.

The monkey eats banana meat, and Yung Jiawei eats its brain.

This scene is so weird! Even Mu Fengmian, who was very bold, didn't dare to look at it, closed his eyes the whole time, and secretly wiped away the tears that were not angry.

As he ate, the monkey suddenly tilted its head and died with a grin.

After about ten minutes, Mu Fengmian estimated that Rong Jiawei had finished eating, and then he opened his eyes.

She looked at the dead monkey and screamed a few times in fright, her calves tingled, and she didn't dare to speak casually, nor did she dare to take a step forward.

Liu Jialan asked Rong Jiawei: "If you have a perfect score of 100 points, how many points do you give her?" ”

Rong Jiawei replied unequivocally: "Ninety-eight points." ”

Liu Jialan smiled: "Where is the difference between the two points?" Is it because she's not cruel enough? If she didn't have so much anesthetic, then the monkey must have been so tormented by the pain that she squeaked and struggled desperately, but her body was tied up and she couldn't move. That's what real cruelty is! ”

Her mouth was smiling, but her eyes were not smiling, and they were as cold as ice.