Chapter 666 Three hundred and sixty ways to eat monsters!
You, a guy whose whole body is 99% made up of blood, can actually be anemic...
In short, those guys have used such bizarre and bloody excuses over and over again. Now, even if they want to make one up, they are running out of words.
"Lord Demon Lord..."
"Back off!" Jun Wuxie waved his hand.
Lan Ming hurriedly lowered his head, "Yes, Lord Demon Lord, my subordinates are leaving now!"
Watching Lan Ming leave in a hurry, Jun Wuxie looked deeply. Thinking that Jiu'er was still cooking for that guy, she felt a little annoyed for no reason.
That bastard clearly did it on purpose!
Jun Wuxie stood up and wanted to go over and take a look, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he sat back down.
When I went over at this time, I made the guy laugh.
What's more, with Jiu'er's wit, he shouldn't suffer any loss...
At night, Mu Qianjiu had already set off fireworks early and distinguished the flesh texture of the monsters, which made it easier for her to control the temperature of the fire.
Although the monster is ugly, it has a special taste. Whether it is stir-fried, deep-fried, or used in barbecue or hot pot, it is top-notch.
"What is this?" The man looked at the big pot in front of him. The water in it was already boiling.
"Hot pot!" Mu Qianjiu said, putting two plates of meat into the pot, and then handed the toppings prepared in advance to the man, "Pick them out with chopsticks and eat them together!"
The man took the chopsticks and looked at Mu Qianjiu doubtfully.
This thing looks unappetizing, and everything cooked is in vain, how can it be delicious!?
"You don't know how to eat it?" Mu Qianjiu picked up the chopsticks, then picked up the small plate, picked up the discolored meat slices inside, dipped some dipping sauce in it, and put it into his mouth, "It's delicious!"
Mu Qianjiu's eyes were bright and she looked very much enjoying herself.
The man then followed Mu Qianjiu's example and took a bite. It was indeed very delicious, and he had never seen it eaten in such a way.
"What did you call this dish just now?"
"This is not a dish, it's a way of eating, called hot pot!" Mu Qianjiu squinted her eyes as she ate.
It's a pity that I was in a hurry, otherwise I would have made some meatballs or something, it would have been perfect!!
Men also enjoy eating.
A whole monster was eaten clean by the two of them. Even the sealed monsters stopped roaring. I don't know whether they were greedy for the smell or were frightened.
I guess they never dreamed that as monsters, they could have so many ways to eat...
"Uncle..."
"What did you call me?" The man raised his head and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times.
"Uncle," Mu Qianjiu said seriously, "I'm only eighteen years old!"
The man was startled and looked at Mu Qianjiu deeply, "If you say that, I won't argue with you."
He has lived for more than six thousand years.
According to his age, he is more than enough to be the 18th generation ancestor of Mu Qianjiu.
"Uncle, do you like eating these things?" Mu Qianjiu looked at the man eagerly, and when he saw the man nodded, he struck while the iron was hot, "Then do you know the ancient demonic writing in the bronze coffin?"
"I know you." The man looked at Mu Qianjiu, "But why should I tell you?"
Mu Qianjiu's expression froze for a moment, "Isn't this enough food? Besides, I have to cook for you for a month!"
"One month..." The man then remembered that after one month, he would not be able to eat these things, so he put down the chopsticks in his hands and wiped his mouth, "You can also let me translate for you. You can do it for me every time."
A year's worth of meals, I'll translate it for you, isn't this bullying you?"
Mu Qianjiu, "..."
There are at least hundreds of sentences on the bronze coffin, and each sentence is enough to cook for a year. Doesn't that mean that he will stay here for hundreds of years?
“A bit much!”
"Two sentences a year, no more."
"still..."
"Then forget it." The man had eaten and drank enough and stood up with satisfaction, "I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me..."
Mu Qianjiu rolled her eyes when she saw the man leaving.
But whether this guy really knows the ancient demonic writing on the bronze coffin remains to be investigated.
But there is one thing that Mu Qianjiu is sure of.
That is, this guy has begun to rely on her own food, and this is only the first day. Anyway, she has plenty of time now.
Let's just spend it slowly...
A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Mu Qianjiu cooked for the man in different ways every day, completely making the man's mouth naughty.
She also learned from the man that his name was Chi Heng.
In the past few days, Jun Wuxie came here several times, and each time he stayed for a while, made sure that Mu Qianjiu was okay, and then left.
"Why haven't you made anything to eat today?" Chi Heng looked at Mu Qianjiu with doubtful eyes.
"Not in the mood." Mu Qianjiu replied lazily.
"Who provoked you?" A flash of anger flashed in Chi Heng's eyes. How others provoked Mu Qianjiu had nothing to do with him, but now that he had nothing to eat, it had nothing to do with him!
Mu Qianjiu held her chin and stared at the ancient demonic writing on the bronze coffin in a daze.
The female corpse was floating quietly beside her, looking extremely strange. Chi Heng frowned and looked at the female corpse with fearful eyes.
"What's so good about a broken coffin?" Chi Heng couldn't help but swallowed when he thought of last night's skewers, "How about we eat first, and then you can watch as you like after we finish the food?"
"There are steamed buns there, go and eat them yourself." Mu Qianjiu waved her little hand without looking back and continued to be in a daze.
Chi Heng had no idea.
Ever since I've eaten the food made by Mu Qianjiu, those steamed buns and other messy things have been hard to swallow, and even thinking about them makes me feel unappetizing.
If Mu Qianjiu goes on strike, how will he survive today?!
Chi Heng scratched his hair hard and said, "How about I translate something for you and you make me kebabs?"
Mu Qianjiu was weak, "Just one sentence?"
"If it doesn't work, forget it." Chi Heng turned around and left.
"Deal!" Mu Qianjiu jumped up, rolled up her sleeves and looked at the sealed monsters, "Which one should I eat today?! The thinner one or the fatter one? How about a fat and thin one?!
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Chi Heng stared at Mu Qianjiu, who was resurrected with full blood, for a few seconds. The corner of his mouth twitched twice unconsciously. A second ago, it was like an eggplant beaten by frost. Now he is in a full state!?
If what was just done was all pretended by this woman, then her acting skills are really... amazing!
Within half the time of burning the incense, the skewers were already on the fire, and a strong smell of barbecue floated far away. However, in the eyes of those monsters, this scene was not so friendly.
They originally thought that Chi Heng was already extremely evil, but since this woman came, this terrible woman has shown them what it means to be a knife expert.
What are the three hundred and sixty ways to eat monsters...
Let them truly experience what it feels like to be afraid!!