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It's a very simple barbecue preparation, but it's about who does the hard work, the tiring stuff.

To Wu Zhe's relief, the three of them had no intention of shirking, and there was some unlucky but relaxed atmosphere, which further promoted the mental synchronization between each other as teammates.

When the four of them made a fuss for a while, they all started to make a fire in the bluestone pile, and the smell of barbecued meat made up for a loss.

The joy of working together to complete a meal filled the hearts of the four people.

Eating, drinking, and having fun is not a simple matter.

The first task of the sect is to tell the disciples: teamwork, the most important thing is that everyone is willing to give up personal gains and losses, and everyone is working towards the same goal. In this way, the harvest is the sweetest.

The charcoal fire in the bluestone pile roasted the lamb on bamboo skewers until it squeaked.

Wu Zhe and the other four gathered around the fire, as if watching their achievements gradually appear, and they felt quite satisfied.

There are many ways to eat lamb skewers, the most common is to sprinkle salt, cumin, chili pepper and other dry powders on the meat and grill it over a fire. Wu Zhe sprinkled condiments as he spoke, and kept turning the bamboo skewers of the mutton skewers.

The mixed aroma of cumin and chili pepper begins to diffuse in the air.

Are you alchemy or are you making food? The narcissistic son Zong Zhilian had never seen medicinal materials used like this, and exclaimed: It is so fragrant, it must taste good.

Hu Yunshu didn't say anything, just sniffed his nose violently.

Captain, let's try it first. Wu Zhe handed over the two skewers that had already been baked.

Zong Zhilian took it, first crossed the wing of his nose, took a deep breath and said: The smell of cumin is so bad when it is used as medicine, I can't imagine that it has such a strange fragrance when combined with barbecue skewers!

After saying this, Zong Zhilian took a big bite and wiped off most of the meat on the entire meat skewer with his mouth.

Wu Zhe had already distributed the rest of the meat skewers in his hands to Hu Yunshu and Mu Qingya, reminding: Eat small, the half-burnt fat meat is the most fragrant.

Hu Yun's injured eating appearance is full of manliness, and Mu Qingya is a lady who eats in small bites.

Wu Zhe smiled and said: How does it taste?

Delicious, delicious like never before. Hu Yunshu didn't say much, but his evaluation was very serious.

Mu Qingya nodded desperately, holding the skewers in her hand and gesturing: I can't imagine that the fat oil I have never eaten can be so fragrant.

Zong Zhilian didn't bother to open his mouth, chewed the meat Ulu Ulu for a long time and said: Your skills can go to the palace to serve as the chief chef.

Wu Zhe picked up a few more skewers of mutton skewers with nostalgia and spun them on the fire, while his mouth made a tongue curling sound full of cantaloupe style.

Originally, he couldn't make this kind of tongue sound himself, but the evolutionary organism had no difficulty in the slightest.

How can you make such a sound? I actually saw it again in the book today, and said that the narcissistic son Zong Zhilian saw it, and said happily again: Xiao Ruoyao, if you are not a chef, I can recommend you to enter the palace to serve the King of Jin, and with your deep throat and skillful tongue, you will be favored by the King of Jin! Oops......

Wu Zhe kicked him to lie down with a horizontal kick, and compared the meat skewers to him: Do you believe that I made you a shelf for mutton skewers? !

The four of them ate meat skewers, and most of the mutton was gone.

Wu Zhe took out the sauce and mixed it with some condiments.

Immediately after, under the expectant gaze of the three of them, Wu Zhe cut the beef into thin slices and covered it on the hot bluestone.

Squeak, the meat slices quickly change color and shrink under the high temperature.

When Wu Zhe was six or seven minutes cooked in the meat, he asked the three of them to take it directly with their hands.

They all have Xuan Qi in their bodies, although they feel hot, but they don't burn, they only feel that the hot beef slices are tender and smooth. and under the guidance of Wu Zhe, a little sauce was dipped in it, and it was even more delicious.

I suspected I was going to bite my tongue off. Mu Qingya gestured and praised Wu Zhe.

Hu Yunshu and Zong Zhilian couldn't talk anymore, and learned Wu Zhe's method to roast beef by themselves.

After eating again, Wu Zhe took out the green onions from the barrel again.

With the fat dripping from the kebabs, the green onion leaves are thickly wrapped in some lean mutton, and the most traditional method of fried meat with green onion is started.

The three of them began to stare at Wu Zhe's dish again.

The bluestone slab is scorching, and the green onion leaves are separated between the slate and the meat, which the three have never seen before.

In less than a dozen breaths, the green onion leaves began to wilt. But Wu Zhe still kept patting the meat balls wrapped in green onions with bamboo boards.

The firepower is a bit insufficient, is there a way?" Wu Zhe asked.

Mu Qingya wanted to use bamboo as a fan.

I use Xuan Qi to drum up the fire. Zong Zhilian stopped her and volunteered: Although it was very labor-intensive, it was regarded as refining Xuan Qi, killing two birds with one stone.

As he spoke, the narcissistic son sat down on the ground next to the bluestone slab, not too dirty, a breath of mysterious qi was contained, and he stretched out his hands to push out a strong wind.

This strong wind was even more effective than the wind used to drum with fans, and the charcoal fire was vigorous.

Fire Mysterious Qi!

Noticing the scorching wind, Hu Yunshu and Mu Qingya were a little envious when they saw it.

I haven't discovered my own Xuanqi origin, and I can't imagine that the narcissistic son's Xuanqi already has the origin attribute. is worthy of being the son of the Wang family of the Jin Kingdom, and I don't know if it was born of talent or medicine.

Although this fire is not born out of thin air, it is indeed a fire that can fuel charcoal. Used in Xuan Qi battles, it has the effect of scorching heat eroding the meridians, which is more advantageous than those without attributes.

It's a little bit windier, a little bit stronger, a little bit stronger. Wu Zhe commanded the wind of Zongzhi's joint control of zhì Xuanqi.

Hu Yunsheng and Mu Qingya were beside him, waving their arms to show encouragement without hesitation.

can use Xuanqi agitation for cooking, and the surrounding teammates are still looking forward to it without any objections, and their team is so strange.

With such a cup of tea, the narcissistic son Zong Zhilian sweated like pulp, almost weakly stopped the Xuanqi blowing, and said in a low voice: I'm tired to death, much more tired than my own practice, and the dantian is empty.

But there was no resentment in his eyes, and he tilted his head to look directly at Wu Zhe's gourmet masterpiece on the bluestone.

Wu Zhe opened the half-charred green onion leaves, and the fine lamb inside was already cooked, and it exuded a flavor that blended with the rich aroma of green onions.

I have the greatest credit, let me come first! Without waiting for Wu Zhe's order, Zong Zhilian struggled to come over and start grabbing.

Hu Yun was not polite, and also reached out to grab some.

Mu Qingya used bamboo sticks as chopsticks and picked some for Wu Zhe.

Wu Zhe shook his head and said that he had eaten up, so Mu Qingya was polite.

Wu Zhe muttered mentally, I can't eat anymore, if I don't want my breasts to grow......

The physical intake in the mind has reached a critical point, and if you eat it again, the evolutionary body will become breasts and buttocks to store energy.

The traditional practice of fried pork with green onions made the three of them praise non-stop.

Treasures! Hu Yun commented succinctly.

Zong Zhilian, who had exhausted his Xuan Qi, leaned on a big stone and praised: Every trace of fine meat exudes a shallot fragrance, and the combination of green and red is so matched. It's worth it for me!

As soon as he finished saying this, Zong Zhilian suddenly noticed that the foundation of the Xuanqi in the dantian had actually improved, and he immediately said with great joy: I actually reached the Cheng Dù of the depletion and regeneration of the dantian for the sake of food?

Wu Zhe understood when he heard it, and said with a smile: What a great act of kindness, this is the glory of foodies, right?