The five of them gathered their excitement and began to observe the earth-peeling beast sent by the waiter, anyway, the money was earned, 280 billion yuan, and a lot of technology and finished products could be bought, and the efforts of more than 30 years were not in vain.

The Peeling Beast is about the same as an adult breeding carnivorous sheep, about 150 catties, of course, there are larger edible sheep, but the taste is not good.

One hundred and fifty catties is the gross weight, and how much meat can be produced after killing depends on how long this earth-peeling beast grows. In fact, it doesn't matter what it looks like, because Gongsun Murong didn't plan to kill it and cut it, but to roast it whole, and the whole one can be done, without opening the knife, and not moving with a knife.

The waiter also came, it was the one who recorded gambling just now, and he found that after the two people left, the wins and losses began to be unstable, so he asked someone else to replace him, and he brought more than 200 trillion yuan, which is his credit, at least he can get a commission of one thousandth, more than 200 billion, and he can not be a waiter in this place in the future.

He came here to serve his 'benefactors' for the last time, without this man and woman, there would be no good income in his life, which will change the trajectory of his life in the future.

He brought a lot of wine, and cordata and some cutlery and kitchen utensils.

"Look, what else do you need?" the waiter instructed the things to be arranged, and asked Narasha, who knew that the woman was the best talker, and although he thought that men were the ones who called the shots, the man looked a little indifferent.

"Water, lots of clean water, and pipes for sewerage. Nalasha looked at the thing and said to the waiter.

"Okay, I'll send it to you right away. "The waiter didn't leave by himself, he used the communicator to arrange for others.

After a while, the sewerage equipment and the pipes to deliver the clean water were brought in.

Gongsun Murong had already taken advantage of the fact that the people here were not paying attention, and took out several spices from the soul space, cinnamon, star anise, cinnamon, cloves, angelica, cumin, etc., to be precise, thirteen spices. It's just that there are more than thirteen species, but that's what it's generally called.

In addition to these seasonings, there was also a lot of rice wine, which he replaced the grain liquor in the barrel that he originally sent.

A qiē material is considered ready.

As soon as the five people saw what Gongsun Murong had prepared, they understood what he was going to do, and they all helped to lay down their hands, holding down the Earth Peeling Beast, pouring water into its mouth, and at the same time putting their hands on its body, using internal force to help it accelerate the speed of metabolism.

While pouring. It drains from the back of its body, and has been excreting all the things it has eaten in its body, and then begins to help it do calorie consumption exercises in the body, and the places in the body that have too much oil are scattered and discharged with internal force, and the places that are too thin have no choice, and they can't let it grow so much oil in a short time.

When these things are done, the body is cleaned, and it is with scales, and the gaps between the scales are to be cleaned.

In the end, he began to powder the things found by the five people and the seasoning that Gongsun Murong took out. Mix it with rice wine and feed it to the earth-peeling beast, which is a strong irrigation, and the internal force helps it absorb these things quickly. and circulate in the bloodstream.

Nalasha began to make mud by herself, found a kind of mud like yellow mud, eliminated the things that should not be stored in it, and used spices and rice wine water to reconcile. I also found a lot of large leaves with a special pungent smell, washed them and placed them there, waiting for the earth-stripping beast to be disposed of.

The waiter watched from the sidelines. He really had never seen this method of handling food, he couldn't see the internal force, but he could know that it must be a means to speed up the metabolism of the Peeling Beast, so that the stomach would be clean, and he saw that the Peeling Beast had lost some weight, but he didn't know how to do it without using the instrument.

After dealing with it, the five people stuffed the fish and fungi into the belly of the earth-peeling beast, and Gongsun Murong finally put his hand on the head of the earth-peeling beast and directly shocked it to death.

Originally, if it wasn't allowed to die immediately, it would be wrapped in leaves and mud and slowly roasted to death, it would taste better, but Gongsun Murong, who was full of blood, was unwilling to do that, this is not the same as killing people, killing is not killing, eating is another matter, it is too cruel to get over that hurdle in my heart.

The six of them continued to wrap the leaves on the body of the earth-peeling beast, and finally it was muddy, and when it was done, what appeared in front of the waiter was a big mud ball.

The waiter's mouth opened to ask something, but he finally held back.

"Help us get a tool to drill into the ground, can you dig a hole in the ground here?" said Nalasha as she looked at the half-finished thing and said to the waiter.

"Yes, even if not, you have to do what you tell you to do. The waiter was very good at talking, and had tools fetched, and dug a large pit as Nalasha had asked, and found a lot of firewood.

Then he watched as the men put the firewood in the pit and burn it, and when it was all burned out, he threw the big lump of mud into it, and then covered it with earth, and continued to light the firewood on top of it.

Looking at this situation, he already understood how several people planned to make the Peeling Beast cooked, but the problem was that if he did it in this way, the meat of the Peeling Beast closest to the ground would still be roasted first, waiting for the bottom to be cooked, and the top might be burned.

Gongsun Murong instructed the puzzled waiter: "Prepare some other food for us, let's roast and eat it first, and when Hartobwans comes, the earth beast will be able to eat it." ”

The waiter helped arrange it again, and there were ingredients that were brought back, whether they were free or charged, but he didn't care about Gongsun Murong and others asking for money, and he wouldn't pay for it himself, he was the most worrying treatment given by Gongsun Murong and Nalasha who helped the black market earn more than 20 billion yuan by opening a village.

The things that are sent are naturally made by five people, put on skewers, not large pieces of meat, that need to wait a while to eat, cut into small pieces and cooked quickly.

Nalasha and Gongsun Murong watched them make zuò and secretly used magic to change the heating range and location of the earth-peeling beast buried in the ground.

They also know that it is not okay to roast like this, if you roast a chicken, it is no problem, the chicken is small, the heat can be controlled as much as possible, and if it is too big, it must be hung up, otherwise it will waste ingredients.

The best way is to hang the large animals in a kiln built with refractory bricks, and then heat the outside of the kiln, so that the temperature inside the kiln is raised as much as possible at the same time, rather than in a place where there is uneven cold and heat, so that there is no problem with baking.

It's just that you can't make people zuò now. Troublesome, the two of them came by themselves, and even they were directly heating the various parts of the inner part of the peeling beast, shattering the places that were not easy to chew, separating the bone marrow, and the scales were slightly detached.

This qiē is done without being seen by people outside, and it is very hidden, but it works well.

While waiting for Hato Bovance to come, skewers of food were baked, both meat and vegetarian. Some put only one salt on it, and some put other seasonings on it.

The breeze blew, carrying the aroma of these foods far away, and the people who smelled it in the wind sniffed one by one, thinking to themselves? What does it smell so good?

The waiter has been watching from the sidelines, he swallows his saliva about this, he wants to eat, but he doesn't dare to ask for it, the waiter has no right to ask for things from guests. Unless the guest is willing to give.

In general, there are very few people who are willing to give food to the waiters, and they always feel that their status is high, and they disdain to take care of the waiters. Occasionally, giving is a kind of charity, but in fact, the waiter really does not depend on whether the guest gives something to eat. It's all that taste, and there are few that are good at it.

It would be nice to give money and other rewards.

But now the waiter was looking forward to it, and he stood respectfully beside him, his eyes fixed on the skewers of freshly grilled food. I didn't make a sound, and I didn't dare to look at a few people, for fear that they would be angry.

"Come, come, come. Don't stand and watch, all the people who helped just now came over and gave us a face and a taste of the food we baked. Nalasha already sensed the waiter's thoughts and greeted with a smile.

Normally, the waiter should refuse, and then the other party is unhappy, so he can cooperate to eat, but this time he was afraid that the other party would ignore the refusal, so he nodded hurriedly and beckoned the person who had sent the things before to come over.

When a meat skewer with cumin was chewed by him, the waiter suddenly closed his eyes, trying not to swallow it, but to chew the meat more in his mouth, fragrant, for a while he wanted to find some words to describe it, but found that he couldn't think of how to say it.

The other people who were greeted by him were also shocked one by one, and when they waited to continue eating, they admitted in their hearts that these people had first-class baking skills.

They know that there are several seasonings that they have not tasted, and if this is due to the seasoning, then the meat skewers with only salt and nothing else are still delicious, which cannot be explained by seasonings.

"Master, not only gambling is a master, barbecue is also absolutely perfect, the same meat, the same only salt, the same roasted on the fire, why is the texture and taste different?"

The waiter wondered that he also noticed that the taste of the meat skewers grilled by different people was also slightly different, but they were all delicious, even the grilled vegetables were fragrant.

"This ...... This is really delicious, how can I say it? It's just eating a handle, different from what other people do, and then ...... "The waiter who thinks it's not good to just eat without praising finally speaks, but it turns out that the language is not well organized."

Looking at his stupid mouth, Nalasha helped: "Do you feel fat but not greasy, thin but not woody, tendony but not tough, rotten but not sticky, spicy but not spicy, salty but not spicy?"

"Yes, yes, that's it, how did you do that?" the waiter patted his thigh, feeling comfortable, yes, it should be described like this.

"Hehe!" Nalasha smiled and said to the waiter: "How do you do it? Simple, take out a lot of time every day to practice, start by looking at the meat, understand this piece of meat, and then practice the knife, how to change the knife, and then practice the method of using the knife to shoot hard, not just smash, then practice pickling, try with various spices, and finally stack, according to a certain order of fat and thin, and finally look at the heat, practice these, you can choose meat, change the knife, yard skewers, grilling, simple, right?"

The waiter nodded, and shook his head again, he admitted that these sound simple, but it takes years to accumulate, the most important thing is to have a good master to teach, otherwise you have to explore alone, and you have to practice until when.

He picked up another skewer, and was about to eat it, when he suddenly put the skewer down, stood up straight respectfully, and before he could speak first, a voice came first.

"Nineteen years ago, I was fortunate enough to have a barbecue, but I didn't expect that nineteen years later, I would catch up with it again. ”

"Hello Mr. Hartobwans. The waiter had time to greet him. (To be continued......)