When he came to the kitchen of the Three Dragons, Dowling was stupid, this kitchen was worse than the bathroom of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, looking at the kitchen supplies that had not been cleaned at random, as well as the leftovers that had been stained for an unknown amount of time.

Dowling turned his head and threw up, which was heartbreaking.

"Damn Zhang Laosan, you don't complain if you die, if you don't die, I have to kill you, bastard, you hurt my Dao heart." Dowling wailed in pain.

The minion sighed and came over to help Dowling pat his back to make Dowling vomit more comfortably.

"Come on, if you make something delicious, the brothers will remember your goodness, and it won't be difficult to come and help you clean up the kitchen when the time comes." The minion patted Dowling on the back again and turned to leave.

Dowling stood up straight, glanced at the minions who were far away, and was so frightened that he hurriedly patted his chest. Xindao This minion is still not careful, he just finished saying that he hasn't eaten for three days, this guy spits out all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but if this minion is careful, he may have to kill people violently.

Taking a deep breath and calming the turmoil in his heart, Dowling turned to look at the kitchen, and with a single glance, he threw up against the door frame again.

As a chef who shocked the imperial capital, he really couldn't start in this kind of kitchen, he was sorry for himself, sorry for the Taoist ancestors!!

But in order to save his companions, Dowling endured the stomach tumbling and relied on his internal strength to suppress the vomiting and walked into the kitchen.

At the top of the valley, in a dense grass, three girls retracted their little heads.

"Why did Dowling throw up just now?" Shirakura asked, controlling the grass to hide the three of them.

"I don't know, I was fine walking all the way just now, why did I vomit as soon as I entered the kitchen?" Mo Shishi scratched her little head, and she was a little confused.

"I guess he was beaten, otherwise with his eight-rank Kaiyuan cultivation, he shouldn't have vomited so much." Qianxue didn't know why.

After listening to Qianxue's explanation, Mo Shishi and Bai Sakura both nodded, and they expressed their sincere appreciation for Dowling's efforts.

"Okay, Dowling has successfully blended into the enemy, it is estimated that the lurking time will not be too short, during this time, we must also make a good arrangement, and we must be ready to respond when the time comes." Qianxue said seriously, and the other two daughters nodded solemnly.

Speaking of Dowling in the kitchen, he plugged his nose with a clean cloth, closed his eyes and took a brush to clean the stove desperately.

"I'm looking for someone to mess with, gag! Let me do such a disgusting job, vomit! Zhang Laosan, you can't die well, you don't deserve to go to hell if you die, you can't live forever, vomit! Dowling kept complaining in his heart.

With 10,000 catties of power in his hand, he directly wiped off a layer of debris on the stove.

After two hours of cleaning, the filthy pigsty-like kitchen was finally ready to go.

"Rations for four hundred people, I really haven't made it, master." Dowling began to worry again at this time, although he didn't have to strive for excellence in every dish when cooking here, it was even more difficult to cook for four hundred people at the same time.

"One hand of boiling pot clear soup noodles, with some steamed buns, I think it's okay." Dowling thought about it for a long time and finally decided what he was going to do.

and noodles, and noodles that are taller than their own people, chop the filling, use a whole pig's meat, and mix the stuffing is a lot of spices, so to be honest, Dowling still feels a little cool.

The cage drawer was moved outside the house by Dowling, and he still called someone to put it on the three-story high.

In the pot noodles, the cabbage was cut into a hill, the tomatoes were cut into several baskets, and several cans of salt alone were used.

The noodles are also piled up like a small grave bag, and pot after pot of noodles are boiled out and taken away.

Today is the first day of joining here, so naturally he won't do it today, everything will have to wait for this group of little brutes to let their guard down.

Exhausted, Dowling sat at the kitchen door, holding a steaming bowl of boiling noodles in his bowl.

"It's the first time I think the pot noodles are so delicious, hey, what kind of world?" Dowling sighed and gulped.

Because of the arrival of the new chef, the Three Dragons Club has ushered in a new hope, they have not eaten such delicious meat buns for a long, long time, and the boiled pot noodles, the soup is thick, salty and fresh, they all shouted and shouted that they still want to eat, for their words, Daolin does not stop at all.

In the main house, the three leaders were also eating noodles and drinking wine, and they didn't ask Dowling to open a small stove for them, because they also knew that Dowling was very hard.

"Don't do it, Zhang Laosan's deflated calf is simply different from him." The red dragon bit off half of the meat bun and said.

"yes, you look at the soup in the bun, it's too delicious." The black dragon is addicted to eating a big bun in one hand.

"It seems that we have found a treasure, as long as this kid is honest and doesn't make trouble, I don't mind letting him have a good time." Bailong took a small sip of noodle soup, and sent noodles to his mouth with chopsticks and chopsticks.

Dowling's cooking skills conquered the entire Three Dragons Society, especially the Dark Sentry who was changed the guard, and was appreciated by all the minions for leaving Dowling behind.

In the closely monitored cell, Taishi Xingwei and the others looked at the noodles and meat buns placed on the tray and looked at each other.

"It smells like Dowling made it." Chen Feng snorted and said.

Qu Jiu picked up a bun and broke it open, a stream of soup flowed out, and he smiled.

"That's right, it was Dowling who did it, and it looks like he's already mixed in." Taishi Xingwei smiled on his face, picked up a meat bun and ate it.

"Are we about to be rescued?" Mo Ran also grabbed a bun and devoured it.

"It's estimated that it's enough, it's too risky for him to do it as soon as he comes in, but it is estimated that it won't take too long, with Qianxue and the three of them here, they will definitely arrange a plan." Taishi Xingwei said while eating.

In the evening, a minion came to take Dowling to the residence, because of the kitchen, the chef's residence is not very far from the kitchen, and the courtyard is still very good.

"This is where Zhang Laosan lives, if you are not afraid of any ghosts or the like, you can live here." The minion pointed to the small courtyard and said.

Dao Lin hurriedly thanked him, for Zhang Laosan, he now wishes that the other party's ghost can come to him, in that case, I can educate him fiercely, press his ghost head into the oil pot and fry him for seven hundred and forty-nine days.

The minions left, Dowling walked into the small courtyard alone, this is very remote, it is the most edge of the entire valley, close to the mountain wall, Zhang Laosan usually lives here, and the nearest house from the small courtyard is also a hundred and ten steps away.

"When the time comes, you can let the three girls hide here, it's quiet here, and no one comes, it's a good place to hide when the time comes." Dowling thought as he pushed the door open.

"Gross! Zhang Laosan, you bastard, you really damn it! ”