The sun sets and the moon rises, and time flies.

At the beginning of the day, Long Xiaoyao woke up and slept well, he hadn't slept so comfortably for too long.

"Ah, cool!" Long Xiaoyao was in a good mood, and after washing up, he instructed the maid who served him to go to the kitchen to prepare some food for him, and prepare it tightly enough to be hungry.

This is important.

Just kidding, according to his estimates, the officers and troops will arrive soon, maybe the battle will start tonight, this is not a playhouse, it may not be easy to end at the beginning, maybe something will happen, if the battle is very fierce, where will there be time to eat?

This meal is likely to last for a long time, if you don't carry hunger, where can you do it? Hungry, lack of energy, and inevitably distracted, how can we better harvest people's heads?

Besides, war is not child's play, swords and guns have no eyes, and generals will inevitably die in battle, so who can guarantee that he will not lose his life?

No, absolutely not.

Even if they die, they can consume some more delicacies and delicacies of the bandits, so that they don't have anything to eat, so that they can't enjoy it, and it can be regarded as revenge for the innocent people who have been bullied by them, how can they be cheaper?

In short, no matter what, he not only has to eat enough for this meal, but also has to eat well and comfortably.

What he didn't say, he is now the commander of Wanmushroom Mountain, which is related to the life and death of the people of the whole mountain, he wants to eat well, who dares to say a word? How dare the chefs not make their own good dishes and give him a taste?

Now, he has a blessed mouth.

You must know that all the bandits in Wanmushroom Mountain are foodies, especially those who like to eat, they are very particular and picky, so the chefs on the mountain are not ordinary.

It's not ordinary.

You must know that almost all of them are chefs who have been kidnapped by bandits from large restaurants in various places, and there are more than one imperial chef, there are as many as eight people.

Although the raw materials of many dishes are not available on the mountain after the beginning of the Great Wilderness, the dishes cooked by such a group of highly skilled chefs are estimated to have a unique flavor even if they are boiled cabbage, how can they be bad?

Not bad!

Perfectly!

The color and fragrance are good, it is simply a work of art, pleasing to the eye, very attractive, Long Xiaoyao has never dreamed of it (maybe I have seen it, but I really can't remember).

Long Xiaoyao ate very well, started directly, gobbled up, the wind swept away, and after a while, one hundred and eight dishes, there was nothing left, all into his stomach.

Really clean food.

If it weren't for his own image (well, in fact, there would be no image to speak of.) Just kidding, his eyes widened, staring directly at the dishes on the table, for fear that someone would snatch him, it was really no different from a beast that protects food. When he had finished eating, the maid handed him a handkerchief and asked him to wipe his hands, but he was reluctant to let the grease on his hands turn their backs, and he sucked his fingers there hard, and sucked more than once...... Just like this, if you insist on saying that he has an image, saying that he has a good image, then I can't help it), he can't help but want to drink the soup in the dishes, and he really has an urge to lick the plate.

What kind of belly is he?!

It's too delicious!

With such a large amount, one or twenty strong men may not be able to eat it all, he actually ate it all by himself, it seems that he hasn't eaten enough, he is still unfinished, he is gluttonous and reincarnated, right?

......

The maids and chefs who were waiting for the dragon to dine were all very incredible, shocked, their eyes were about to burst out of their sockets, and their jaws were about to hit their feet......

Delicious!

It's really delicious!

To be able to eat such a hearty meal, even if you lose your life in this battle, it is worth it, it is worth it, it is very worthwhile!

Long Xiaoyao had never eaten such a mouth-watering dish (and maybe he did, after all, his mother and aunt were both gourmets, and they were said to be very good at cooking, even better than the imperial chefs). However, he was still too young when they "died on the battlefield" and "died of incense", he really didn't remember whether he had eaten the food they made, he didn't remember it at all), he really wanted to keep these chefs for himself, and let them cook food for him every day in the future.

Of course, this is somewhat selfish.

That's what he thought, though.

Even if you can't keep them for yourself, you must not let them stay in the mountains to cook food for the bandits, because the bandits are all scum and brutes, and they don't deserve to eat such good dishes at all, not at all!

These chefs should belong to the broad masses of toiling people, and they should serve the kind and simple people.

Long Xiaoyao decided that he would not leave the bandits of Wanmushroom Mountain, and he would definitely give them a spoonful of stew as soon as possible, so that these cooks could regain their freedom as soon as possible, and ask them to go down the mountain to open restaurants and restaurants, and cook food for the common people.

Of course, the main thing is that he wants to be able to eat the delicious food they cook on a regular basis......