As the first wisp of aroma wafted out of the pot, the stone flat immediately became lively, the sound of beef boiling in hot oil, the sound of stomach hunger, the sound of smacking mouth, and the sound of swallowing saliva. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Prometheus asked the foodie with a smile while stir-frying vigorously: "Looking at your outfit, you should also be determined to fight for the cause of human gastronomy for the rest of your life, right?"

The foodie was a little embarrassed and said: "Yes, I have loved to eat since I was a child, not only by myself, but also by others, and everyone calls me a foodie." When I grew up, people thought I wanted to be a cook, but I heard that life is not only about the immediate situation, but also about sushi and food from afar, so I signed up to become a mercenary, hoping to travel and eat all over the world. ”

Prometheus sprinkled a handful of sesame seeds and cumin powder and said with a smile: "There are really a lot of people who call themselves foodies now, almost more than those who call themselves women." Have you ever eaten Buddha jumping over the wall?"

The foodie shook his head: "There are a lot of ingredients in the sea in the Buddha jumping over the wall, which cannot be bought here in Minsk, so I have only heard of it, and I have not eaten it." ”

"Haha, if you don't know Buddha jumping over the wall in your life, it's useless to call yourself a foodie, and you still have to travel thousands of miles and eat more dishes in the future. ”

When the first pot of beef was freshly baked, the stone flat suddenly turned into a sea of joy, and all the vultures lined up in a long line under the command of Prometheus, jumping up and down to claim their share in turn. Since there were more monks and less porridge, the foodie took the big spoon of Prometheus and immediately started the second pot.

Mira took her share of the delicious meal and walked up to the three goblins triumphantly: "Oh, this dish should only be in heaven, how many times can you taste it in the world, but you can't eat it if you have ancestral teachings, it's a pity." After saying that, he picked up a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, and his whole body flashed with a look called happiness.

Three goblins, you look at me, I look at you, and begin to listen to Prometheus talk about the recipe, which is purely imaginary in the sky, without much concept. But now that the fragrant beef is in front of you, you can see and touch it, and it's impossible to pretend to turn a blind eye.

The mellow aroma of beef with cumin, the hemp aroma of Sichuan pepper and the crispy aroma of sesame seeds permeated the air along with the steaming heat, like a small hand pulling the nose of the goblin, stirring the taste buds of the goblin, two goblin ancestral spirits and a witch doctor shaman were on fire in their hearts, as if there were hundreds of little mice scratching around, and the expressions on their faces were indescribably hideous and weird.

"Ah, I remember," the witch doctor shaman cried, "The pattern on this yo-yo is indeed a spark. Look at this color, like this, oh Ke oh Ke, who wants to say that it's not a spark, I'm in a hurry with him. Since the gods have hinted at the goblins with sparks, it is only natural that the great shaman, the most faithful servant of the gods, should be the first to eat the crab. With that, he quickly reached out and grabbed a piece of beef from the Mira bowl and threw it into his mouth with the speed of a thunderous ringing bell.

Just as the witch doctor shaman was so excited that his soul almost trembled, a large green hand reached out from the oblique thorn and snatched the piece of beef from the witch doctor shaman's mouth alive. Qiang said solemnly: "The heroic spirits of our ancestors can always guide us in the direction of progress, just now these humans have awakened me, and my current state of life can no longer be called a pure goblin." Oh Ke Oh Ke, actually, I'm a zombie, and there is no prohibition on using fire in the self-cultivation of zombies. ”

Violently looked at his companion, and suddenly realized: "Actually, I'm also a zombie, oh Ke Oh Ke, I can also eat this beef." He immediately threw Mighty to the ground, but Mighty would not let him succeed, and the witch doctor shaman hesitated for a moment, but joined them bravely.

The beckoning cat watched the three goblins twist together in surprise, and couldn't help but laugh and said, "There's a whole calf here, I can't finish it, you are so anxious to eat, I'll give you a share of what I have first." ”

The witch doctor shaman thanked the lucky cat with a red face, and complained about the force and violence: "Look at the two of you form, I am the spokesman of God, and you can't let me do it?"

Violence said nonchalantly: "The gods have fallen for so long, who knows if he needs a spokesperson, we are all guardians of the ancestral holy land, and we are bigger than your grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, why don't you let us?"

After eating half a cow, all the humans and goblins were already bulging, and the vultures could barely fly. Mira patted her stomach and explained her intention to Prometheus, and Prometheus said happily: "You have come just in time, you can only live a dry addiction in the past few days, but you can suffocate me, and when I go down the mountain, I must comfort myself with a whole crystal elbow." ”

The vultures gathered around Prometheus, but the witch doctor shaman hid aside and discussed with the two ancestral spirits: "What should I do?

Scratching his scalp vigorously: "What else should I do?" Oh Ke Oh Ke, you also ate beef, if you want to say that you violate the ancestral teachings, you should also be hung on top of the boulder." ”

Violence looked at the foodie who was cleaning up the dishes, and tears fell in his eyes: "Why? Why? Why do you let me eat such delicious beef? What if I can't eat it again? Oh Ke Oh Ke, what's wrong? How can I shed tears? There is a faint sadness. ”

Mira gave them an idea: "Actually, you have all realized that the food cooked by the fire is much better than raw jerky. The three goblins nodded their heads together: "Since it is so delicious, and the goblin god has also given a hint, then why don't you just bring fire to the goblin clan, you can eat such delicious things every day in the future." ”

"Impossible," the witch doctor shaman shook his head and said, "Oh Ke Oh Ke, our great king, and so many elders of the clan will not agree. ”

"Then invite them to a meal, we humans have a saying, there is nothing in the world that cannot be solved by a barbecue, if there is, then two. When they eat something so delicious, they will definitely change their stance immediately. ”

The two goblin ancestral spirits and a group of vultures reluctantly sent Mira and his party down to the peak, and in front of the snow mound, they whimpered strongly and said to the witch doctor shaman: "The two of us can't walk down the snow line, and you are the only one in the clan who can bring people up. ”

The witch doctor shaman touched the scene: "The gods are like this, I don't know if the king believes it or not." Oh Ke Oh Ke, if the king is angry, I may also be tied up, and I will ask you two to take care of me a little bit. When the three goblins said that they were sad, they held hands and looked at each other with teary eyes, but they were speechless and choked.