"Sir, what is this?" George just saw me taking something out, but he didn't know it was an alchemy tripod.
I smiled at him and said softly: "This is called the Medicine King Divine Cauldron. It is used to refine medicine. But now, it is a pot for cooking." After that, I opened the lid of the cauldron and put some in it.
Crushed ice.
"What are you doing?" George seemed very puzzled by my behavior.
"Boil water." I said, and the movements of my hands did not stop. I put my hands on the bottom of the cauldron, and the inner energy continued to spit out from the palms. In an instant, the broken pieces in the alchemy cauldron
The ice turned into clear water.
"What kind of technique is this?" George felt strange when he saw me using my inner strength to boil water, so he asked subconsciously.
"This is a skill that can only be used by masters. It's called internal power. Unlike your Western magics, our internal powers with different attributes can penetrate into people's bodies and can hurt the enemy or kill them." He said,
The internal energy in my hands is also being output in a steady stream.
"Gududu~" After a while, the sound of boiling water came from the alchemy cauldron. Seeing this, I thought to myself: 'How can it be so fast? With my internal strength, I shouldn't be able to boil a pot of water so quickly?
Could it be because of the ten-thousand-year-old stone? It's really surprising. My control over internal energy now is simply unmatched by what I used to have.' "Sir, the water is boiling." George swallowed and spat, as if
Extremely interested in the broth that has not yet started cooking.
"Yes." I nodded and took out five and a half kilograms of alpaca meat from the package, cut it into several pieces, and threw it into the pot.
After discarding the impurities, I threw ginseng, star anise, camphor leaves, cinnamon, wolfberry and other herbal plants that are harmless to the body and can be used for flavoring and deodorizing into the alchemy. In an instant, the fragrance overflowed, and it was delicious.
The index finger moves greatly.
Taking a deep breath, George began to joke: "Sir, you must be an outstanding husband at home."
"Yeah, that's it." After a haha, I started to make nonsense and said: "Actually, it can be said that I, my wife and concubines are in the forest, because I love every one of them, so every day
I cook for them myself. What's more, in a certain life many years ago, I was still Yi Ya or a cook." After that, I slowed down the output of my internal energy. Because, it is said that the broth simmered over low heat
It is nutritious, so it must be the same reason for using internal energy to stew the soup. What’s more, I also added a piece of thirty-year-old wild ginseng? If I don’t reduce the internal energy, I’m afraid the medicinal properties will not be fully exerted.
George scratched his head and seemed to be puzzled by my words: "Sir, may I ask, who is 'Yi Ya or Pao Ding'?"
She raised her head and glanced at him with disdain: "Go home and ask your mother who is Yi Ya or Chef Ding! Is this important?"
"Sir, you are a rude person! (Sir, you are such a rude person!)" George waved his hand and said to me helplessly in his pure bird accent with bird language.
"Thank you, always will! (Thank you, I always do!)" I didn't care, I nodded and whispered back in a bad bird language.
Speaking of this bird song, I suddenly thought of a question that I have struggled with for a long time: "By the way, George, why do you speak Chinese so well? You don't even have an accent."
When George heard my question, he didn't even think about it and said: "Who said I speak Chinese? I speak English all the time! It's you, the English you speak is the real standard. But that sentence
'Thank you, always will' is a bit wrong in pronunciation." After saying that, George waved his hand to me helplessly.
Seeing this, my face turned slightly red and I said, "Of course I did it on purpose. Don't you think that's funny?"
"Hmm~" George scratched his head and pondered for a while, then said: "I don't think that is an interesting thing."
"Haha, is that so?" I chuckled, hiding the embarrassment on my face, and thought to myself: 'Could this game be able to detect what people are thinking in advance, and then analyze it and change the type of language to achieve normal communication?
"Sir? What are you thinking about?" George first looked at the fragrant alchemy cauldron, then looked at my current appearance, and said softly: "This meat seems to be cooked." Listen.
With this tone, it seemed that it could not wait any longer.
"Oh." After calming down, I withdrew my inner strength, smiled at him, and said, "ok, it looks like this pot of soup is basically finished, but I would like to know if you have any utensils or tableware?"
After thinking for a while, George suddenly took out a pair of knives and forks and a tablecloth from behind his back, and said, "Sir, I'm not welcome." After that, George tucked the tablecloth into his collar, and then used a fork to take it out of the alchemy tripod.
A piece of alpaca meat was put into his mouth.
At this time, I looked at George dumbfounded and said, "George, can you tell me where you originally put your knife, fork and tablecloth?"
George wiped his mouth gracefully with a tablecloth, and then whispered: "Sir, don't you think it's rude to ask such a question while eating?" After that, George took another piece of meat from the alchemy pot.
"I don't think so." I said calmly, and then I took out a caterpillar needle from the side of my right leg. Because, now that I'm driving, it seems that this is the only thing in my body that can be used to eat.
On average, I would be poisoned once every three bites of meat I ate. It was like practicing magic skills. My face would turn green and white, which was really weird.
After taking out the last piece of meat and eating it, George wiped his mouth with a napkin and whispered: "Sir, what's wrong with you? Your face?"
"It's nothing. I just realized a set of skills in the process of eating meat. At present, it's just the realization stage, so it's not a big deal to gather some spiritual energy from heaven and earth on my face. Is my face blue now?
White for a while?" I took out the 30-year-old wild ginseng from the pot, took a bite, and said vaguely.
"Yes, sir, your face is turning blue and white, it's like a miracle." George put away his knife, fork and tablecloth and exclaimed in surprise.
At the same time, I also ate all the 'Thirty Years Wild Ginseng', and a system voice message came: "Congratulations, you have increased the upper limit of qi and blood by 200 points."
Seeing this, I couldn't help but be surprised: "Hey! If you eat this medicinal material directly, can it also increase the basic attributes?" After saying that, I used 10% of my palm power and patted the alchemy cauldron lightly.
"Buzz~" The alchemy pot hummed, and at the same time, the broth was lifted into the air by the force of my palm, no more, no less, just enough for one mouthful.
I opened my mouth, poked my head out, and the broth happened to hit my mouth. I swallowed it in one gulp, leaving a fragrant aroma on my teeth and cheeks. It was really delicious.
"Congratulations, your homemade dish is successful, please name it."
"Congratulations, your blood limit has increased by 20 points, your internal strength limit has increased by 10 points, your strength has increased by 1 point, your agility has increased by 1 point, and your intelligence has increased by one point. Since your satiety has reached the upper limit, you will no longer gain basic attribute improvements if you eat again.
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Two system voice prompts came into my mind. After listening to it, I thought to myself: 'Holy shit, I accidentally developed a magical dish on my own and added so many basic attributes. What is it if it's not n13? However,
I think this effect is definitely not caused by the [Thirty Years Wild Ginseng], it must be the alpaca meat. You know, that alpaca ate my three bottles of thousand-year stone rut plus three drops of ten thousand years of stone rut.
, it would be weird if eating its meat didn't have some unexpected effects.' Thinking of this, I couldn't help but start to giggle.
At this time, George seemed to be interested in the trick I had just used to cleverly slap the alchemy to drink the soup. Looking at the alchemy in front of him, George stretched out his withered hand and slapped it on it.
"Buzz~" A deafening loud noise came into my ears. When I heard the noise, I immediately shouted secretly: "It's not good!" When I came back to my senses, it was already too late.
Only a few mouthfuls of broth were left in the alchemy cauldron, still swaying uneasily, while the rest was spilled on the ground.
Seeing this, I moved my eyes to George's face, and said with helplessness on his face: "You are so damn sincere, you fed so much good broth to the land man!" Because of the excitement,
My voice is loud and trembling.
George heard the anger in my tone, so he had to take off his hat, salute me, and apologize: "I'm sorry, sir, I just want to see if I can drink soup like you." I could hear it.
, George was frustrated with the mistake he had just made, because his voice was low and sounded like he was crying.
"Okay, you're right." I nodded helplessly. I ignored George and used the Zombie King Yin Sha Gong to transform the internal energy of my body into a sexual state. I put my hand on the alchemy cauldron.
In an instant, the broth in the alchemy cauldron turned into a pile of ice.
Throwing the alchemy into the package, I looked at George and said softly: "It's a good thing to have the courage to try, but I have undergone special training, so I can control the amount of force, so that the broth in the alchemy can be just right.
Shocked out, and drank. However, you are different, you cannot accurately control your power, so what you just did is a disguised waste of survival energy."
George nodded, took off his hat again, gave me a gentleman's salute, and said: "Dear sir, what you said makes sense. As the son of a knight, I pay tribute to you. Your spirit
Just like the sun rising from the west and setting from the east, it looks so different."
"Are you scolding me?"
"Dear sir, I didn't mean that at all." It could be heard that George was very sincere.
"Yes." I greeted him, turned around, and continued walking forward. As I walked, I said: "After we have had enough wine and food, there is still a long way to go. George, let's continue on the road."
"Yes, sir."
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