Chapter 4: Roasted boar leg in mi-juice
"Weird, weird."
The old monk Daoyan stared at the shou thunder in his hand, and shook his head frequently from time to time.
"How's it going, do you see anything famous?"
Zhu Di asked.
"The old man has visited the world and seen a lot of strange things, but this iron lump is the first time I have seen it."
The old monk Daoyan shook his head and sighed, and then looked at Zhu Di.
With a straight face, he said: "Lord Wang, Lord He is a great talent, if you can let him go out of the mountain to work for you, I will definitely be able to help you climb to the Ninth Five-Year Plan in the future!" ”
"Old monk!"
As soon as the words fell, Zhu Di scolded sharply: "This is the last time this king warns you, this king just wants to defend the border, defend the Ming Dynasty, and talk nonsense, don't blame this king for being polite!" ”
Although he severely scolded Teacher He, Zhu Di was already moved in his heart.
Especially in the past few days, he saw He Qiu holding a shotgun and having the ability to pierce Yang in a hundred steps.
and in the jungle just now, I saw the scene where He Qiu blew up the wild boar with an iron lump.
These shocking images have been deeply imprinted in his mind.
If he can really invite He Qiu out of the mountain at that time, why doesn't Zhu Di want to try the taste of dominating the world?
He is not without ambition.
It's just that because of the benevolence of the eldest brother, the court will be fierce like a cloud.
Zhu Di has always hidden his ambition deep in his heart.
But now it's different, if he can get He Qiu's help and use the other party's profound knowledge and brains, he can fight hard.
"Lord Wang, the old man has already calculated, although your eldest brother is kind, his life is shallow, and he will not live to the day he ascends the throne."
"As for the King of Qin and the King of Jin, they don't have the life of the Ninety-Five at all."
"Lord Wang, time is running out, Mr. He is a great talent, please seize the opportunity!"
The old monk Daoyan did not flinch at all because of Zhu Di's warning.
The other side.
He Qiu was busy in the kitchen.
After handing Shou Lei to Zhu Di just now, he carried the wild boar leg into the wooden house to prepare dinner.
It's night.
Chalet living room.
Candlelight flickering.
On the dining table, two roasted wild boar legs emit an enticing aroma.
In particular, the surface of the roasted wild boar leg is also covered with a layer of golden oil stains, which makes people see a great increase in appetite.
The three people led by Zhu Di looked at the wild boar legs in front of them.
But he didn't dare to move the chopsticks first.
After all, He Qiu is the master.
The host didn't move the chopsticks, how could they move the chopsticks?
After a few days of getting along, Zhu Di and his group no longer have the class hierarchy as before.
He Qiu saw that the three of them were holding chopsticks and did not move, and instantly understood everything.
"Let's go."
He Qiu nodded with satisfaction, and then everyone began to move chopsticks.
As soon as the words fell.
I saw Zhu Di tear off a piece of fat and thin meat with chopsticks and stuff it into his mouth, chew it a little bite, and show an expression of enjoyment on his face.
Zheng He, who was sitting on the left and right, and the old monk also showed a pleasant expression.
"It melts in your mouth, and it has a fragrant sweetness, which is a hundred times better than that made by the palace kitchen!"
"Sir, indeed, is a man of God."
"Sir, how did you make the boar leg so fragrant and sweet?"
When Zhu Di and the others were feasting, they didn't forget to blow a wave of rainbow farts to He Qiu, and at the same time, they were also very curious about how He Qiu roasted the wild boar leg so deliciously.
"This one is called a wild boar leg with miso juice."
"When grilling, spread honey on the wild boar legs layer by layer until they are cooked to taste."
He Qiu patiently explained that although he was trapped in the jungle, it also gave him a lot of time to study the dishes.
Mi juicy boar legs?
Zhu Di looked puzzled, obviously, he had never heard of the name of this dish.
He grew up in the palace, and since he was a child, he ate delicacies and delicacies from the mountains and seas made by the imperial chef.
But here, after spending a few days with He Qiu, the food is all unheard.
Most importantly.
The dishes made by He Qiu completely surpassed the taste of the imperial kitchen.
"Sir, I know that you are a master of the world, but you have lived in the jungle for a long time, and you have never thought of going out to see?"
Full of wine and food, Zhu Di wiped his mouth, looked at He Qiu and asked.
The three people, led by Zhu Di, were convinced that He Qiu was just a worldly master who lived in seclusion in the jungle.
Out-of-the-world masters?
Living in the jungle for a long time?
Not again!
He Qiu held his forehead and said, "Who told you that I am a master in the world." ”
"Sir, you don't have to be modest."
"No one is humble with you!"
He Qiu's face hurts, he is a modern person, an outdoor explorer in the 21st century, how did he become a master of the world?
"Sir, as soon as the king's escort army arrives, I would like to invite you to accompany me to Suncheon."
Zhu Di looked serious and couldn't see that it was a joke.
But in He Qiu's eyes, this is simply a joke.
Still Shuntian?
The capital is the capital, what is it called Suncheon!
After looking at Zhu Di carefully for a long time, He Qiu also muttered in his heart.
The three guys in front of him, are they costume actors, or are they really ancients?