Chapter 479 switched targets
"Wise man, what is this made of? So exquisite. ”
"Wise man, didn't this meat have to be sliced before it was roasted?"
"Wise man, what is this snow-like thing? How do you put it in meat? ”
……
From the beginning of Feng Jiuyou's cooking, the priests and witch doctors began to ask one question after another.
Looking at the eager appearance of the two of them, Feng Jiuyou said patiently.
"It's salt, I sprinkle some in the meat to enhance the flavor, it's a good thing, and it can also promote the body's metabolism."
"What do you mean, wise man? Why can't I understand? The witch doctor said suspiciously.
"I'm talking to you after I'm done."
Feng Jiuyou had observed the people in the tribe before, don't look at their strong and powerful bodies, in fact, the inside has long been destroyed, so the people in this tribe can't live long.
"Ah Qiu...... Wise man, why did you put poison in it? Aqiu Aqiu ......"
When Feng Jiuyou put the chili pepper down and stir-fry, the priest and the witch doctor choked.
Even the clansmen not far from them had some influence.
It's just that they are not as exaggerated as the two of them, and they can't help but secrete saliva in their mouths when they smell the pungent smell.
"This is chili pepper, it is an ingredient, people who like to eat it like it very much, people who don't like it to eat it are very hateful, this plant can not only dispel dampness, reduce blood circulation, but also resist cold when eaten in winter."
The priest and the witch doctor glanced at each other, and both saw the look of shock in each other's eyes.
"Is this true of the wise man?"
Or the priest couldn't help but ask.
"Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow." Feng Jiuyou didn't plan to say any more, he would probably be hungry if he continued to talk about it.
"It's so fragrant, it turns out that meat can still do this."
"A wise man deserves to be a wise man, it's too powerful."
In the praise one after another, Feng Jiuyou finally made dinner.
Jiang Huai also took the two cubs and Dongfang Yu, and under the illumination of the moonlight and the bonfire, slowly walked towards the place where Feng Jiuyou was.
"Priests, witch doctors, sit down and eat."
Feng Jiuyou put all the dishes on the folding table, only to find that the priest and the witch doctor were still standing there in a daze.
"Good...... Then thank you to the wise man. ”
The witch doctor is not very old, and he has long been hooked by the dishes on the table.
When the priest saw that the witch doctor had sat down, he sat down cheekily.
"It's delicious, it's delicious, this grass is delicious." The witch doctor's mouth kept talking, and he didn't forget to praise Feng Jiu again.
"What have I eaten for so many years?"
The usually steady priest also broke his defenses.
Fortunately, both of them are measured and don't just care about eating for themselves.
Fortunately, Feng Jiuyou wanted to leave the two top people in the tribe for dinner, so he made more.
Even so, a table of dishes full of color and flavor was still scraped by several people.
The witch doctor rubbed his slightly bulging lower abdomen, while looking at Shen Han, his heart kept slandering.
This man is always getting older, but in order to be able to eat such food, it is not unacceptable.
Shen, who was sitting opposite the witch doctor, shivered coldly.
Dark Yi was also afraid that the witch doctor would still fight his own idea, so he kept staring at her with his spare eyes, but he didn't expect her to change her target and fall in love with Uncle Shen.
Seeing this, Dark breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Uncle Shen, who had not yet realized that he was being targeted, and after sympathizing for a second, he shifted his gaze.
This made Shen Han himself feel inexplicable.
(End of chapter)