In the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, the smoke was still thick, and it was getting thicker and thicker. But after adding the orchid incense, Xiao Ling and the others were fine. They had already taken the antidote to the poison hidden in the smoke.
Those people collapsed to the ground early.
Xiao Ling led everyone into the hall of the city lord's mansion. Thirteen demons carried the city lord and a few people who seemed to be of high status.
"I'm really tired after walking so far. Please ask the chef of the city lord's palace to clean up and bring some special dishes." Xiao Ling sat on the main seat, occupying the magpie's nest, very proud of himself.
The civet cats and foxes looked at the city lord, but the thirteen demons quickly dispersed and took control of the city lord's mansion as quickly as possible.
Half an hour later, one of the thirteen demons came in with a plate.
"Master, the food is ready."
The implication is that the city lord's mansion is already under control.
Xiao Ling smiled and nodded: "We have been busy for a while and it's time to take a break. Come here and have a taste together to see how the chefs of the city lord's family compare with our own chefs."
The Thirteen Demons smiled and sat down at the table, and the civet cat and spirit fox escorted the city lord to the table as well. But now that he was poisoned, he could only sit down and did not even have the strength to lift chopsticks.
Xiao Ling tasted all the dishes, then put down his chopsticks hastily, "As expected, people say that the chefs in the City Lord's Mansion are awesome, but now it seems that they are nothing more than that." They are not as good as the craftsmanship of the Thirteen Demons.
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As a good foodie, it is instinct to pursue good food, but every food in this world has its own good. Today I feel good eating this, but tomorrow I feel good eating that way. One depends on my mood, and the other depends on the situation.
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Except for some particularly famous ones that she would deliberately try to taste, the others are just a coincidence. If you come across it, try it. If you don’t come across it, there’s nothing you can do about it. After all, there are too many foods in the world, and different people make them.
There are different tastes. It can be said that there are as many tastes as there are people in the world.
If you are really too persistent, you are causing trouble for yourself.
In another world, she still thought about finding a man who could cook all kinds of delicious food as her husband. In this world, this idea was completely given up. A gentleman who cooks far away will kill the man in this world with one word. A cook is also a superior.
A third-rate person who has no place on the stage.
She would not despise herself for the sake of food and drink, so after the thirteen demons were trained, she asked them to learn cooking skills.
Trying to hone their skills as much as possible, after the cooks were invited over, they tried every means to use up their skills. Those cooks stayed to cook for others. After all, the number of people under her was increasing.
The more there are, the more cooks are indispensable.
It is the boss's responsibility to keep his subordinates well-fed.
The Thirteen Demons now knew who their master was and how much he loved food. They deliberately practiced their skills. After eating the roasted suckling pig with Thousand Miles for so many days, they could finish it later.
He figured it out. The taste is no worse than the one here, and maybe it can even taste different.
"What the master is saying is that the cooks in this city lord's mansion are not even as good as the ones who cook big pots of rice at home!!"
"It's true." Xiao Ling nodded and looked at the city lord again. "However, our family has some shortage of cooks. We can bring them back to help the cook at home." The city lord still wants to keep it.