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Chapter 425 Poison Seasoning

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Author: Chen Yangjun

"Brother Mo, you're not kidding, are you?"

Murong Xue confirmed.

Hearing Mo ask, she wanted to cook herself, this one thing, not only her, but others were also very surprised.

In terms of alchemy, they all know that Mo Wendao is very powerful, which has nothing to do with cooking, and cooking is not alchemy.

"You don't have faith in me?"

Mo asked rhetorically.

It's not the first time he's cooking, all these years in the wild, it's all his own, cooking for himself, and the taste is a little worse than 'food for the sky'.

The above points are not asked, self-thought.

"Brother Mo, don't be so troublesome, right?"

Mo Ke'er hesitated a little.

Mo asked about the level of cooking, but she didn't know, but she felt that it was better to stop it, so as not to regret it.

"I'm very sincere!"

Mo asked, still didn't give up.

How can he go to 'food for the sky', showing his sincerity, this is also the first time he has officially cooked.

"So, Brother Mo needs it, can I help?"

Murong Xue saw it and couldn't stop it.

Only by helping, so that this meal will not be, too unexpected.

"No!"

Mo asked, refusing.

The dishes he wants to cook this time can't be helped by others, so he can handle it alone.

"Brother Mo, do I want to ask you something?"

Mo Ke'er said suddenly.

Before Mo asked, before cooking, she felt that she still had to confirm a question.

"Ask!"

Mo asked casually.

He's already thinking about what kind of dishes to make to impress them.

"I don't know, has anyone eaten your cooking?"

Mo Keer asked a more practical question.

If someone had eaten it, Mo asked for a meal that would have been compared.

"Except for me, it doesn't seem to be!"

Mo asked without thinking about it, so he answered.

He is all alone, he is used to being alone, and when there are many people, Mo Wendao does not have to worry about eating.

"I see!"

Mo Ke'er said calmly.

She already knew what to do at the banquet she was waiting for.

The others, hearing Mo ask, gave such a clear answer, and they were also ready to test the poison.

"Miss Cheng, give me these poisons!"

Mo asked suddenly.

Ye Mo asked, and suddenly remembered that there was still a lack of some necessary spices.

"What do you do with poison?"

Cheng Suling was puzzled.

Mo asked if he wanted to make a dish, and if he wanted to poison the dish, he couldn't be so direct.

"Spice!"

Mo asked, not hidden.

Cheng Suling didn't say anything, and took out all the poisons that Mo Wendao needed, with her cultivation at the fifth level of the "Ten Thousand Poisons True Scripture", there was no need to worry about poisoning.

After getting the poison, Mo Wenwen walked to the mountains, he still needed to get some ingredients before he could start cooking.

Others, but they are speculating, Mo Wendao waits, what kind of banquet will be made, Mo Wendao will cook it himself, this face, they are not good not to give.

An hour later!

Mo Wenwen was satisfied, and brought back a lot of ingredients.

These ingredients are all vegetarian, basically, rare medicinal materials, usually Mo Wenwen, used to refine pills.

"Brother Mo, don't you really need our help?"

Murong Xue confirmed again.

Seeing Mo asking, his hands were empty, just now they were speculating, Mo asked if he would refine a lot of pills as a feast for this time.

"Help me set up the living room!"

Mo asked, yes, and gave them a task.

Let Murong Xue and the others help set up the table, and prepare some fruits, the dishes are Mo asked, and prepared them by himself.

Mo asked to close the door, and also arranged the formation, and the others had no way to disturb him.

From the storage bag, he took out the ingredients he found and put them on an alchemy table, Mo Wendao planned to make ten dishes, all of which were no worse than the high-grade elixir.

First, he took out a pot and put it in Mo Wendao, considering the medicinal materials and poisons, Mo Wendao has cultivated the "Ten Thousand Poisons True Scripture" and knows what to do in order to give full play to the maximum effect of the poison.

What he wants to boil, this pot of soup, can improve his cultivation, but he can't drink more.

The remaining ingredients, Mo Wendao used alchemy to process them once, and Mo Wendao was very dedicated to the combination of each dish.

With his top Dan Dao master, he made these medicinal materials into the appearance of dishes, at least in appearance, there is no problem, and the effect of the medicine is also certain.

Flavor!

Mo asked that he couldn't guarantee it, and it was the first time he tried to make this kind of dish.

If the taste doesn't fit the taste, maybe it's a personal problem, not a question of Mo asking about cooking, it's Mo asking to comfort himself.

Thinking that there is no suitable dish, Mo Wendao is multi-purpose, and takes out the materials to refine it, a set of glazed dishes and tableware.

Single-minded, Mo Wendao found that after he broke through, it was easier to use, if he was refining pills, it would be no problem to control five Dan furnaces at a time.

The tableware refined, Mo Wenwen is still very careful, as for the dishes, Mo Wendao also used, some small means, heat preservation and not let the smell of the dish emanate.

Time is passing quickly, Mo asked This time, a total of ten dishes and three dishes were prepared, one for the medicine boy, one for them, one for Mo Wenwen, and one for Xiaodouzi.

"There are still three left!"

Mo asked and looked at the seven dishes that had been completed, and said with satisfaction.

It took an hour and a half, Mo Wendao had already finished, seven of them, there were three left, one of which was soup, which needed to be out of the pot at the end, and the other two dishes could be solved in half an hour.

Half an hour later!

Mo Wenwen looked at the nine dishes that had been completed, and felt that there was still some wine missing.

Taking advantage of the fact that the soup was not yet boiled, Mo Wendao began, blending no wine, with a taste of spirit wine as the base, Mo Wendao blended a very soft wine, and a strong wine.

Soft wine, soft taste, this wine's stamina, not small, another spirit, drink very ferocious, the strength of the wine is also immediately effective.

With Mo asked, this time, these two kinds of wine can improve the absorption of medicinal effects and make the taste richer.

A quarter of an hour later!

Looking at the two large jars of wine in front of you, there are ten dishes!

"It's time to serve!"

Mo asked with satisfaction.

The formation was removed, one person was in control, and all the dishes and wine jars left the Danfang together.

Seeing the prepared table, Mo Wendao divided the dishes into three portions, arranged them in their respective positions, and then took out the tableware he had refined and put them away.

"Everyone, please take a seat!"

Mo asked the crowd.

Seeing Mo asking, the scene that came out this time didn't seem to be as imagined by everyone, with pills as a banquet, but it was a banquet that looked like a kind.

"Brother Mo, these tableware are so beautiful!"

Murong Xue praised.

She ignored it directly, and Mo asked about the dishes she had made.

After all, Mo Wendao set up a formation, none of these dishes exuded a trace of smell, and they didn't dare to put down their chopsticks, even if it was Cheng Suling, they were still carefully identifying.

"Guys, why don't you eat it?"

Mo asked, urging.

He saw that there was no one moving chopsticks.

Hearing Mo Wenwen's urging, Cheng Suling decided to test the poison and picked up a dish that looked relatively normal.