Luo Ke is ready to stew chicken.

The medicinal chicken he wants to make, although this dish seems to be an ordinary home-cooked dish now, it is synonymous with luxury in that era when food and clothing have not been solved.

He chose the best black-bone chickens, and the mechanical claws effortlessly lifted 5 black-bone chickens, and then threw them with all his might, and the high-speed plucking clip immediately plucked the chicken feathers clean.

This is not over, he gathered the clamp in his hand slightly, stuffed it through the steel door of the chicken, and then started the runner to stir it violently, and the internal organs and fat of the black-bone chicken were all stirred in just a few seconds.

With a twitch of his hand, he pulled out a bag of water with a "bang".

Luo Ke put a few processed black-bone chickens into the water to clean, and when he brought them up again, several chickens had completely changed.

Both the hair and the internal organs were handled cleanly, and he was able to do such a troublesome job in an instant, thanks to the high-tech equipment at his disposal.

Next is to deal with the condiments, Luo Ke picked up a wooden vegetable basket, which placed the best ginseng, angelica, astragalus, lotus seeds and other medicinal materials.

The plucking clip retracted, and a claw-shaped cutting blade popped out.

He moved his fingers effortlessly, and with three or two clicks of the blade, he cut the herbs into finger-sized chunks.

"I really want to take his hand apart and see it. ”

Xiong Xiao admired, whether he was Lan Feihong or himself, he felt that this person's craftsmanship was very strong, at least visually shocking.

Luo Ke's five fingers shrank, and a petal-like crack immediately appeared in the abdomen of the black-bone chicken.

Holding the basket in his left hand, he slowly poured out the medicinal herbs, while his right hand hung in the air, and carefully processed the finger-sized pieces of medicinal food again, and poured all the rice-sized medicinal food particles into the belly of the black-bone chicken.

Then, the unthinkable happened.

I saw that the black-bone chicken that was filled with medicinal herbs began to shrink slowly, and the wound on the abdominal cavity began to heal at a slow speed, and in the end, it was tightly closed without a single crack!

"How is that possible!"

Xiong Xiao's eyes widened in shock, but he immediately reacted to the fact that almost every cartoon has a setting that defies the principles of physics.

"Hmph, hum...," Xiang Enxie laughed, "Master Chef doesn't need to make a fuss, Luo Keke is one of the best soup cooks in the dark cuisine world, and this skill is not yet amazing." ”

The only explanation that Xiong Xiao can give is that Luo Ke's cutting technique is too perfect, just like in reality, if the wound is flattened and can be recovered in a short time, Luo Ke should be able to cut the chicken in one fell swoop, so fast that even the muscle tissue has no time to react.

Luo Ke uncovered a cauldron next to him and threw a few chickens into it, and his cooking was basically over.

"Wait, this doesn't seem fair!" Xiong Xiao saw the clue of the pot, which was clearly filled with soup a long time ago, and the chicken was just thrown in to add some new ingredients. "What is this? Can the soup be served in the soup showdown? Is the judge drinking what he is doing now or before?"

"Don't you understand Master Chef, is there a competition rule that you are not allowed to use stock? Besides, there is never 'fairness' in the culinary world, as long as it is delicious, no matter what means are used. ”

"You woman....."

Xiong Xiao didn't want to rub his mouth with her, he knew that the dark culinary world could do anything to achieve its goals, and this woman was a typical representative.

"Then this game is not good for the blue-faced beast. Xiong Xiao said.

"Master Chef can see that?" asked Xiang Eun.

"Luo Ke's side is undoubtedly more advantageous. In addition to serving the old soup to shorten the stewing time, it also has more advantages in taste, do you know? In my hometown, there is a kind of thing called gutter oil, which is the old oil left over after countless frying and frying, whether it is cooking or adding to the hot pot, it is particularly fragrant. ”

Xiang En looked at him blankly.

"If Luo Ke's pot of soup is also an old soup that has been stewed ten times and eight times, the taste must be extremely rich, isn't this victory or defeat clear?"

Xiang En nodded, although she couldn't understand some of Xiong Xiao's words, she was right about the parts she could understand.

"That...... Can you tell me about the green-faced beast? I think he's pretty eye-catching. ”

Of course, Xiong Xiao felt that he was angry, because this character and this plot were both derivatives of the story, and he hadn't seen it.

"This person is a blue-faced beast...."Xiang En cocked his legs and supported his chin with his hands, "This person was originally a chef in a restaurant outside, but then he burned his face somehow, and he was kicked out of the original restaurant." With such a terrifying face, no one wanted him, and finally went to Liangshan. ”

"Well....." Xiong Xiao said thoughtfully, "it seems that you people here are not all extremists. ”

"Of course. ”

"What about you?"

"Me?" Xiang En suddenly lost his mind.

"yes, why are you here?"

This question made Xiang feel abrupt, she remembered that no one had asked her about her background, and she had not taken the initiative to talk to anyone about it.

"Hehe, that's not your concern, Master Chef. ”

"Uh..... Let me guess, you, like everyone else, made a mistake and were forced to join the organization by being abandoned by society, right?"

"Don't ask!"

Xiang Enliu raised his eyebrows, and pulled out a dagger from the side of his apron with a snort, and without saying a word, he pressed it against the throat of the bear owl.

But the latter was very calm, and even his heartbeat was not fluctuated.

"I like your weapon more than a knife. ”

He slowly unswiped the dagger and shoved it back along the trail he had drawn.

"Since you're angry, that proves my guess is true. You don't have to feel ashamed or blame yourself for the past, you have the past that you have now, don't you?"

Xiang En bit his lip and withdrew from him.

"I tell you, these inexplicable words won't shake me. There is only one reason for my existence, and that is to help the dark culinary world rule all of China!"

Her voice was inexplicably a few decibels higher, and she couldn't tell if she was weak or angry.

"Such high-sounding words make me think that you are weak. ”

"You!"

Xiong Xiao raised his hand to interrupt her defense, "Watch the game, I won't tease you." ”

......

"Blue-faced beast, it looks like you've got to add another unpalatable mark. ”

Luo Lili was in front of the stove and shouted at his opponent. But Yang Shi ignored him and just silently processed the ingredients.

He is different from Luo Ke, he does not have the blessing of a mechanical arm, but he is a martial arts master in the organization, and it is difficult for him to deal with such trivial things as ingredients.

I saw Yang Jian take out two half-meter-long sabers from his waist, chop the chicken at the speed of lightning, and then take the basket to the vegetable area to choose condiments.

It seems that he is ready to use the same thing to fight the brocade tiger.

"What are you going to do here?" Luo Ke was puzzled, "If you want to do the same thing as me, you should save it." ”

The blue-faced beast still didn't reply, he silently rinsed the table, and then took out five strange pots from under the stove.