The anatomical diagram of the cow was shown in front of him. The Northern Lights also thoughtfully marked the fat content and tenderness of each area, and even gave suggestions.
"The best location is not snowflakes!"
Chen Xuejian was a little surprised. He was not unfamiliar with the position of the muscles in the cattle, and he knew something about whether it was in class or cooking.
A cow can be dissected and can be divided into many parts according to the dish: hanging dragon, snowflakes, tender meat, and five-flower tendons...
If you want to be strong, you usually choose spoon skin, that is, the beef's shoulder deck tendon meat. Relatively speaking, it is more appropriate to use Chinese food to treat this part. Chen Xuejian doesn't like the taste of spoon skin steak, it's too hard.
Overall, the best position should be the snowflakes, that is, the piece of meat on the back of the beef’s neck. They are delicate and tender, and melt in the mouth. Whether it is Western or Chinese food, they are very delicious. A beef with a height of more than 1,000 pounds is only about two pounds of snowflakes.
As for the cow in front of him, Northern Lights gave an unexpected suggestion: the piece of meat on the cow's chin.
The cow's jaws and lymph nodes are generally not ideal for picking meat. Chen Xuejian was a little surprised, but he still did it.
He took the sword and pulled it for a long time, but couldn't open it. He encountered the situation in the Japanese military camp again. Although the cow was not as strong as Gao Yunlong's other end, it was still not something Chen Xuejian could deal with.
The strong man next to him didn't want to waste his time and asked, "Which part is needed, let me do it!"
"Don't, I'll do it myself!"
Chen Xuejian hurriedly said, "Although this cow has thousands of pounds, this piece of meat is only one piece. If you don't cut it, it will be ruined. The princess doesn't like to eat the meat from other parts."
As he said that, he went to Yan Qianning to borrow Yan Ling Sword and blinked at the same time, indicating that he would not be afraid.
Seeing the Yanling Sword in his hand, a thin man shouted: "Good Sword!"
The eyes shone, and there was obviously a covetous idea.
"Don't be anxious!" The strong man reminded him not to cause trouble.
Chen Xuejian was calm and took out the piece of meat on the cow's chin with the Northern Lights prompt with the Yanling Sword.
The size of a palm is probably less than a pound. It is soft and fat and thin. It is indeed a very good ingredient.
I cut a few more snowflakes and the hanging dragon on my back. With the strength of cultivating my true nature as a foundation, the completion was very easy.
The strong man next to him also sighed: "Good technique. Boy, you can't go back in your life. Do you want to come to our business? It depends on your sword technique that is very good."
Chen Xuejian shook his head: "I'm just a chef. These are just practice and make perfect. If you want to kill someone, it's far from it."
The strong man smiled and said no more.
The Qiankun bag in his arms was still there, with the seasonings he prepared before departure and the barbecue rack. He briefly processed the meat and put it on the rack and roasted it.
Beef is good, but with the seasonings, the aroma will be overflowing within a moment.
Although these killers enjoy a lot on weekdays, they are mostly in the wind and rain, and they go in some rough places, and there are no fine chefs.
At this moment, my index fingers were smothered by the fragrance.
The lean man even drank directly: "Bak a piece for me."
"Okay, okay!" Chen Xuejian pretended to be scared and nodded repeatedly: "Let me prepare your princess and help you bake it."
The thin man had a lot of anger in his eyes: "Then I will eat the princess!"
"That won't work!" Chen Xuejian shook his head repeatedly: "The princess only eat one piece."
"Old Liu!" The strong man shouted, and the thin man stopped.
After the baking, Chen Xuejian delivered it to Yan Qianning. He was already hungry, and seeing that Chen Xuejian seemed to have a plan, Yan Qianning was in a good mood and feasted, and the food was gone without the image of a princess.
The group of killers who saw it also felt appetite and rushed to urge them.
After Chen Xuejian asked about their personal preferences, he took beef from different parts and slowly roasted it.
When the baking was 70% cooked, Chen Xuejian deliberately flashed the smoke very much, which was smoky and burnt, affecting people's sight.
At the same time, the seven flowers and seven insect pills that were crushed into powder were directly transmitted to the palm of their hands, and secretly used the poisonous hand to turn the poison into steam-like dust particles, and all of them were applied on the beef, without leaving a single place.
When the smoke dissipated a lot and the meat was roasted, Chen Xuejian sent it to the killer one by one.
The lean man seemed reckless and opened his mouth to eat it.
"etc!"
The strong man shouted, then cut a small piece of each person's flesh with a knife and sent it to Chen Xuejian: "Eat it!"
Hearing this, the others stopped and stared at Chen Xuejian with their eyes.
"This person is careful, but a pity..."
Chen Xuejian nodded as if he was weak, and then ate the meat pieces one by one, both of which were not too fast. At the same time, he directly put another powder from the Qihua Qiyuan Pill into his mouth and mixed it and ate it.
I didn't feel it. As I ate it, Chen Xuejian unexpectedly discovered a surprise: a mix of two kinds of barbecue with Qihua and Qizhuan. Everyone is delicious. Whether it is the fragrance or the softness of the beef, they have been upgraded to a new level.
"Could it be that the Qihua Qiyuan Pill has the effect of enhancing the delicious food..."
I don’t know if I have recognized my identity as Yan Qianning’s personal chef. After discovering the secret of a delicious food, Chen Xuejian became inexplicably excited and even had a more interesting idea: the Seven Flowers and Seven Insect Pills may not be developed as poison, but as food seasoning.
However, this idea cannot be investigated. After all, even who the founder of this poison pill is, it is difficult to verify in any era.
It is naturally unusual for a strong man to be the head of this group of people. Even if he watches Chen Xuejian eat, he is not relieved. After waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, he saw that Chen Xuejian had no reaction, so he waved his hand and signaled that he could start.
Chen Xuejian was secretly happy, but pretended to be unresponsive and took out the water. He served Yan Qianning who had just finished eating, and carefully washed and wiped her hands.
I don’t know if it’s because of my heart or something, Yan Qianning didn’t feel afraid or anxious at this moment. Instead, she looked at Chen Xuejian with a chuckling face, with a gentle light on her face, as if she was enjoying this moment very much.
"Heartless guy!"
Chen Xuejian could only sigh inwardly. He had never seen what the Seven Flowers and Seven Insect Pills turned into, but the identification result contained a neurotoxin. I hope that when the attack occurred, it would directly paralyze these people. Otherwise, if you find something wrong, like that strong man, even if you just wave it, both of them would die.
The killer ate very quickly and ate it in a short while.
After all the things were packed, the strong man gave an order: "Go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly became stiff, and the woman screamed: "Boss, your face!"
But I saw colorful patterns crawling out from under the strong man's neck and crawling towards his face.
Not only him, but everyone else is the same. After a while, they all become colorful.
The strong man knew something was wrong and shouted at Chen Xuejian: "You!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground. Although his mind was still there, his whole body was stiff and he could no longer move, and the rest of him were the same.
Chapter completed!