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Chapter 11 Bull Demon King

When Zhu Youtang woke up from shock again, when Zhu Houzhao asked the same question again, Zhu Youtang held Zhu Houzhao's hand tightly: "Zhao, Zhao'er, the way to use this magic mirror is, it's you Breathe out the word "火" at it, and it will automatically fire and open..."

Zhu Youtang used all his strength to say the last word with difficulty.

Suddenly, he coughed violently, and unexpectedly several mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his mouth. Then he tilted his head, kicked his feet, and died...

The emperor's dragon dominates the sky! The emperor's dragon dominates the sky!

In an instant, the huge palace was filled with deafening cries of pain...

What happened after that was a matter of course. Zhu Houzhao, as a single seedling in a thousand hectares of land, was naturally honored with the title of great treasure, and began a ridiculous life with many reputations and reputations.

Later, he was hung up by the Stinky Water Lake and entered the underworld. Fortunately, he hid the magic mirror hanging on his chest in a private place, so he escaped the rat eyes of the Yin soldiers.

Okay, let’s not mention the past that made people burst into tears. What Zhu Houzhao needs to rely on now is how to use this magic mirror to be a good househusband.

Just do it, Zhu Houzhao carefully took off the magic mirror hanging on his chest, and then gently breathed out the word "fire" on it.

Suddenly, a burst of golden light burst out in front of Zhu Houzhao's eyes, and a person appeared on the demon's face. No, an immortal came.

Zhu Houzhao looked around and couldn't help but trembled, "Isn't this the Bull Demon King?"

I saw the Bull Demon King bowing to Zhu Houzhao: "The Bull Demon King bows to Your Highness!"

Zhu Houzhao asked: "Are you really the Bull Demon King who is the leader of the Seven Saints, the master of Cuiyun Mountain and Jilei Mountain, the husband of Princess Iron Fan, and the father of Red Boy?"

"It's down there."

"You're still here." Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "You are an immortal after all, why are you shrinking in a mirror like a turtle shell now?"

When it comes to sadness, the Bull Demon King has runny noses and tears.

"Your Highness, it's a long story. It's just because Lao Niu is fond of drinking. One time he got too drunk and said a few frivolous words to Chang Mo. Unexpectedly, Princess Iron Fan reported her to the Jade Emperor. In anger, he punished Lao Niu by going down to earth to help the emperor of your family, Taizu, in his career. He said that only after he has accumulated ninety-nine and eighty-one great virtues can he ascend to heaven and become an immortal again. Now he has accumulated eighty-eighty-eighty-one and sixty-four. You are so virtuous."

"Ah, it turns out you were teasing women while drunk! Seeing how pitiful you are like the Bull Demon King, I might as well give you a chance to be a new human being now. No, a chance to be an immortal again. What do you think?"

"Then it's good to be in love. It's good to be in love. Your Highness, please give me some advice!" The Bull Demon King nodded his head as if he was pounding garlic.

Zhu Houzhao wrote lightly: "It doesn't matter much, just teach me how to cook mustard rice and salty rice. "

"What? Your Highness wants to cook the food himself, and the kind of food that only low-level people eat?" The Bull Demon King was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

If this kind of thing spreads, it will definitely be an ancient anecdote in the three realms of heaven, earth and human!

Zhu Houzhao was rubbing his hands with the Bull Demon King in the magic mirror, when Kuang Jinhua's loud voice rang out in the room, "Zhu Yu, you have a short-circuited mind, you've been cooking for a long time and it's not done yet?"

"It's cooked, it's cooked!" Zhu Houzhao responded casually.

"Hey, I seem to hear who you are talking to?" Kuang Jinhua asked again.

"No, I'm talking to myself!" Zhu Houzhao said.

"What a lunatic!" Kuang Jinhua cursed.

"What a vicious tongue!" Zhu Houzhao stuck out his tongue and took a breath of cold air.

Looking at this situation, it is impossible to make ink with the Bull Demon King anymore. Zhu Houzhao said hurriedly: "Bull Demon King, teach me quickly!"

The Bull Demon King said: "Your Highness, actually this is not difficult to say, and it can be divided into several steps. First, you have to wash the rice, soak it, put the rice in a steamer and soak it, and put about a finger in the water.

The second is to wash the mustard greens and pork belly and cut them into slices. Of course, it would be better if there are carrots and mushrooms as condiments.

The third is to put the pork belly into the wok first, pop out the oil, then add the onion and fry it, then add the chopped mustard greens, stir-fry with a spatula until the aroma is released and half-cooked.

After that, add a little salt to the above rice and spread it on the rice in the steamer, then light the fire until the water is boiled dry.

After the rice is cooked, test the saltiness. If the salt is not enough, add more salt, and then use a spatula to stir evenly.

When the Bull Demon King said this, he paused and said, "The mustard green salted rice alone is a bit monotonous. In addition, Lao Niu can also teach you how to make green onion and egg soup."

"Damn it, I didn't expect there would be an extra surprise!" Zhu Houzhao nodded hurriedly, "Then it's good to be in love, it's good to be in love!"

The Bull Demon King said: "For chopped green onion and egg soup, first chop the green onions on the cutting board, then heat the oil in the wok, then add the green onions, stir in the egg drop, water and salt, and bring the water to a boil Then you can eat it.”

The Bull Demon King finished speaking in one breath, and Zhu Houzhao on the opposite side kept nodding in agreement.

After that, the Bull Demon King disappeared from the mirror with a sense of satisfaction that he could add another point to his merit book.

Zhu Houzhao put away the magic mirror, rolled up his sleeves, looked at the gourd and painted the gourd, and then got up quickly.

It didn’t take long, and the two large bowls of steaming delicacies, full of color, flavor and flavor, were brought to Kuang Jinhua, who was sitting at the dining table in the room with her legs crossed.

Like a starving ghost, Kuang Jinhua took a small bowl on the table and filled it with mustard rice, and then took a smaller bowl and filled it with chopped green onion and egg soup. She just took a mouthful of rice and took another sip. Soup, he stopped, looked at Zhu Houzhao with wide eyes, and said with some surprise: "Did you really cook this rice and soup?"

Zhu Houzhao said: "I didn't burn it, did you burn it?"

"Wow, wow, wow, I didn't expect my husband to be successful!" Kuang Jinhua smiled and poked Zhu Houzhao on the forehead, "It's really thirty years from Hedong to thirty years from Hexi, and the old hen turned into a duck in the blink of an eye! But it has to be reckoned with. It’s still my mother that I can give you good advice!”

"Fart! I'm so good, okay?" Zhu Houzhao refused to give up an inch of his credit.

"Okay, I guess you're awesome, so I'll make an exception today. You can sit down and eat together!"

"What? The original person Zhu Yu doesn't even have the right to eat at the same table with his wife?" Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened, "That damn ghost is worthy of being a son-in-law. "

Next, the two of them had a feast.

After eating, Kuang Jinhua pushed the bowl as usual: "Zhu Yu, go wash the dishes!"

"Why, I cook the rice, but I also have to wash the bowls?" Zhu Houzhao had a headache.

"Who will do it if you don't do it? Don't forget that you are the son-in-law! Oh, by the way, after washing the dishes, wipe the table and furniture, and mop the floor!" Kuang Jinhua stared.

"What? These broken tables, chairs and beds with missing arms and legs are also considered furniture? And this bumpy dirt floor is also considered the floor?"

Zhu Houzhao, who was under great pressure, felt like crying but had no tears.

Good guy, this surrogate son-in-law is like a tight curse, so tight that Zhu Houzhao can hardly breathe.

After a tiring day, Zhu Houzhao finally stayed up until night.

The first night after Zhu Houzhao's reincarnation was a beautiful and pleasant night with moonlight like water. The sky was dotted with stars, like bright diamonds, scattered in the deep blue sky.

Seeing such a night, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but feel very good. Then he saw Kuang Jinhua already lying on the big bed in the room, and he couldn't help but crawled onto the big bed in a hurry.

"Go, it's dirty and smelly, who are you? Give me a place to sleep!" Zhu Houzhao was kicked out of bed.

Zhu Houzhao walked towards the crib dejectedly, but was stopped by Kuang Jinhua, "You can't sleep in the crib today either."

"What?"

"That little bed is for the baby to sleep on."
Chapter completed!
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