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Chapter seven hundred and thirty: really fragrant

"Smells! It smells so good!!"

Even though he had just learned that Jiuzuan Large Intestine is actually made of pig intestines, after Chu Ke took it in his mouth, he felt that all he could think about was large intestine.

The rich soup wraps the intestines, and combined with the tender and juicy texture of the large intestines, the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes. It is simply a delicacy in the world.

Compared with the strong aroma of large intestine, the taste of lamb chops is even more perfect.

They had eaten roasted lamb here for several days, but they had never tasted such plump and juicy lamb chops.

The lamb chops are already cooked, but all the juices are perfectly locked in.

Paired with unique spices, the meat is fragrant in your mouth. In addition to the original meat flavor, the rich soup perfectly covers the mutton smell. Take one bite and you will be so satisfied that you can hardly find it.

There are no other words to describe this dish.

"You guys eat, I'm going to the bathroom!" Ding Xiaoyi stood up and before leaving, he picked up a lamb chop and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Toilet??"

Zhang Gu and others looked confused, but the Taoist Taoist at the side explained: "It's the place where you wash your hands. If you ask me to say he is being hypocritical, it can be solved by just bringing a basin of water. Why go to the bathroom..."

After hearing this, the corner of Song Xingxue's mouth twitched a few times, his heart moved, and he stood up silently: "I'm going to the latrine!"

Two competitors were suddenly missing from the dinner table. Of course, everyone wanted it, but no one took it to heart. After all, the world is huge and the food is the biggest.

Ding Xiaoyi used his urine to escape and walked to the back kitchen to take a look.

From a distance, I saw Wang Gouzi, standing in front of the stove, using two kitchen knives to chop the meat on the chopping board into minced meat alternately.

Then he said without raising his head: "I thought you were going to have to work hard in the cell for a while."

After hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi looked around and couldn't help but wonder: "Aren't Sardar, Kayina, and that little guy here?"

"I thought they were in the way, so I asked them to wait for me outside the city."

As he spoke, he saw two knife blades pinching back and forth, rolling the minced meat on the blades into a meatball, and patting it into the meat filling again.

Immediately after, start to stir the prepared meat aroma in the basin quickly, while stirring, sprinkle the prepared seasoning from time to time.

In just a few clicks, the scattered minced meat fillings had turned into pink meat balls again.

Then, with a squeeze of the fingers, a wood-sized ball of meat stuffing squeezed out from between the fingers. The other hand held the rolled out dough and continued to pick it up.

I saw Wang Gouzi clenching his fist gently, and just pinching his fingers back and forth, one of Xiuzhen's steamed buns was already placed in the steamer.

The whole process was so fast that Ding Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment when a basket of steamed dumplings was already placed on the pot.

Not to mention anything else, the cooking speed alone far surpassed Mr. Chen.

No wonder Mr. Chen's eyes showed admiration and yearning every time he mentioned Wang Gouzi.

The word "cooking" has long been a part of Wang Gouzi. Even the most complicated dishes will seem to turn into works of art in his hands.

"How did you know that I was here and became the cook here??"

Although we know that Wang Gouzi is very powerful, this is too much of a coincidence.

Hearing this, Wang Gouzi raised his head and looked at him. The depths of his gray pupils shone with a cold light like an abyss, and the smile at the corner of his mouth revealed an evil aura.

"I was able to find you last time, and I can find you this time too. For shamanism, this is not unusual at all."

Although Wang Gouzi did not explain the reason in detail, he was relieved because he could continue to find traces of himself even though he had not seen him last time.

"Tell me about the Eternal Land."

As Wulin Baozi was getting out of breath, Wang Gouzi carefully cleaned the stove and asked Ding Xiaoyi.

Ding Xiaoyi nodded and roughly told the story of how he was involved in the torrent of time.

Wang Gouzi listened very carefully, but this did not affect the process of wiping the kitchen knife at all. He wiped an ordinary kitchen knife carefully for a long time, but he always seemed to be dissatisfied with the knife.

Just when Ding Xiaoyi had almost finished talking.

Wang Gouzi suddenly threw away the kitchen knife in his hand. The blade wiped the broken hair on Ding Xiaoyi's forehead, and the knife went through the wall behind him.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard from behind the wall.

I saw Song Xingxue jumping out with his hands on his shoulders, and the bright kitchen knife that had just been wiped was stuck in his shoulder.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi was shocked. With Song Xingxue's strength, he didn't dodge this knife?

I saw Song Xingxue shouting quickly: "Don't do anything, we are one of our own, our own!"

Wang Gouzi looked at Ding Xiaoyi expressionlessly. When Ding Xiaoyi nodded, he stopped taking action. He glanced at Song Xingxue and murmured a word with regret.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't hear clearly what was said, but he vaguely heard the words "eating vegetarian food at night".

Song Xingxue secretly cursed his bad luck, stepped forward and pulled out the knife.

Fortunately, this was just an ordinary kitchen knife, and the wound was not deep. If it had been replaced by the [Yellow Spring] in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, I would probably have lost half of my life.

Thinking of this, Song Xingxue glanced at Wang Gouzi with fearful eyes, and immediately wiped the blood off the knife with his smiling face and gave it to Wang Gouzi.

However, after Wang Gouzi took the knife, he threw the kitchen knife into the wooden barrel nearby, along with another kitchen knife that had been wiped clean.

"I don't mean anything against you. I don't like to use the same kitchen knife a second time." Wang Gouzi said expressionlessly.

"I have another stone tablet, so I also want to visit the Eternal Land. Ding Xiaoyi and I have already agreed."

Song Xingxue hurriedly explained his purpose clearly. Facing the cold man in front of him, Song Xingxue always felt that this guy would kill him at any time.

Every pore was filled with tremendous pressure. If Ding Xiaoyi hadn't been sitting next to him, he would have run away long ago.

What Song Xingxue didn't know was that even Ding Xiaoyi himself was under great pressure when facing the thigh in front of him.

"Stele!"

After hearing Song Xingxue's words, Wang Gouzi finally showed some changes on his face and nodded: "If that's the case, then you can follow."

"Huh..." Song Xingxue breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people think that what a person fears most is being used by others, but he has always believed that only those who can be used will not be abandoned.

If it has no value for being used, it is just a pile of garbage and will be thrown away at any time.

I believe that if Chu Ke were here, he would definitely agree with the idea of ​​​​Song Xing Xue.

Obviously, the stone tablet in his hand has gained enough value for himself.

"The problem now is that we are being targeted, and it will be difficult for us to get out alone."

He spoke very implicitly, but I believe Wang Gouzi could hear the underlying meaning.

Wang Gouzi thought for a moment: "I can help you hold off the toughest people, but as long as you leave the city, there will still be experts who will kill you."

As he said this, Wang Gouzi suddenly turned around, took off the steamer from the pot, pulled out the two-layer steamer, and placed it in front of Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue.

"Eat it while it's hot, it will taste better."

Sure enough, a cook is a cook after all, and he never forgets what he is doing.

After the two opened the steamer, as the hot steam spread, they saw small and exquisite buns appearing in front of them.

The bun skin is so thin that you can even see the pink meat filling inside.

The round shape made it even more delicate and cute after being steamed. It was filled with an alluring aroma, which immediately greatly increased the appetite of the two of them.

The fat and thin meat fillings were beaten into a puree, cornstarch was added, and a little skin jelly was stirred together again.

Not only can the meat retain its tender color after it is cooked, but when the skin is heated, it will melt and turn into soup stock, which further enhances the deliciousness of the buns.

Of course, Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue would not miss the freshly baked delicacies, stuffing one xiaolongbao into their mouths at a time.

With each bite, the meat becomes more and more fragrant, especially the bun skin, which is very thin but very chewy. With the thick soup, it is simply a feast on the tip of the tongue.

Seeing the two of them eating happily, Wang Gouzi raised his eyes slightly, stared at Ding Xiaoyi, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I have a way to help you escape, but this method is a bit risky..."

Having said this, Wang Gouzi gradually came closer and whispered something in Ding Xiaoyi's ear.

As for Song Xingxue, he listened for a long time with his ears pricked up, but he became more and more stunned and didn't hear a word. In the end, he just immersed himself in eating the freshly baked buns.

"Hmm!!" After taking a bite, Song Xingxue's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt that the steamed buns were more fragrant.

"I will think about it!"

After Wang Gouzi finished speaking, Ding Xiaoyi did not agree immediately, but wanted to think about it. Wang Gouzi's method was indeed very risky.

Since there are still two days left, you might as well think about it carefully before talking.

Wang Gouzi was not in a hurry. In fact, it had been a long time since he had been a cook again, and he just wanted to recall the feeling of the kitchen.

After handing the remaining three layers of buns to the two of them, they began to focus on cleaning up the kitchen.

Seeing the two people leaving the backyard, the smile on Wang Gouzi's face gradually disappeared and he kicked under the table a few times with his toes.

When he lowered his head and looked down, he saw an innocent-looking box spirit running out from under the table.

As soon as he raised his head, he shouted angrily:

【#`Д′】: “Hungry!!”

"Stop talking nonsense. You ate two-thirds of the fat guy last night. Get ready. It's your turn to do the work!"


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