Chapter 117 Can this be eaten?
Grab it and slice it until it doesn't matter.
Be honest and be a tool person, go to the designated location to kill monsters and redeem your sins!
In contrast, Tianma Village, with the bearded man, is much more worry-free, although they are all disobeying discipline.
However, under the organization of core members, at least they still know some confidentiality awareness and do not show off themselves in the outside world and the Internet.
So when Zhao Qianyi and the others returned, they saw Comrade Li Bin, the Director of the Logistics Department of the 212 Special Service.
As soon as they entered the parody, before both sides could come, Li Bin was shocked by their big bags of spoils. Did he snatch the boss's nest?
However, Zhao Qianyi and the others were attracted by the rich braised aroma that filled the entire village. They couldn't help but sniff their noses and looked around curiously. What delicious food is this?
Then they saw someone outside the reception hall of the copycat. It used to be a schoolyard for the copycat to train minions, but later it was changed to an open space in the resort parking lot.
After a dozen sips, I could cook a super large iron pot that could cook two people at a time. The piles were as full of braised chicken as a hill. There were rows of grills next to it, and there were also large pieces of roasted meat.
The bearded man was also stunned. He didn't have this situation when he went out?
I quickly called the left-behind children of the Eight Great Villages to ask, and I realized that these were all caused by a group of outsiders who came back from the mountains.
"Oh... OK!"
The bearded man nodded in confusion, but suddenly reacted: "No! They got so much chicken and meat from there?"
Because the situation is relatively hasty, the resort villa with no tourists during the Chinese New Year and did not prepare much daily necessities at all.
The food and drinks I ate and drank these two days were transported from the bottom of the mountain temporarily. In the impression of the bearded man, he did not buy so much chicken and meat at all. Even if he prepared some meat, it would not be possible that there would be so much!
"They said they were caught in the mountains and they were all packed up when they brought it back."
"As soon as I came back, I asked me for pots, bowls, stoves and various seasonings, and said that there was a chef in them who wanted to make some game by himself."
"I thought it wasn't a big deal, so I let them do it and use the kitchen of the villa for them. However, they thought the kitchen stove in the villa was too small and couldn't be used, so they annoyed me!"
The eight left-behind children were confused: "I found all the big iron pots I used when I was eating big pots in the warehouse when I was eating big pots together, but they turned out to be like this..."
Catched in the mountains?
What wild animals can be caught by them in the mountains these days? Hey? No!
The bearded man and Li Bin looked at each other. Could it be what they imagined?
But Zhao Qianyi and Lao Yanqiu had already come over and said to the fat man who was busy in the winter next to the big iron pot, "Can you eat this?"
This guy, who is more round than the old smoker, took a big towel and wiped his sweat off his bare forehead and round face, and glared and said, "I am the chef of Linjiang Tower!"
"No, I don't doubt your skills!"
Lao Yanqi curiously took a chopstick and poked the braised chicken that was gurgling in the big pot: "Is this the meat collected from the chickens and deer? Can it be eaten?"
“Why can’t you eat it?”
The chef looked confused: "Aren't it all chicken and venison?"
Lao Yanqiu was asked in a speechless manner, yes? Why can’t you eat it? What you said makes sense, but I can’t refute it!
If you are worried that these are chickens and deer that ran out of the game, don’t they even drink the potion that popped up from the monster?
"Give you a chicken leg to try!"
"I use the secret braised chicken recipe to cure it!"
The chef used his ruthless iron hand that was not afraid of burns, and directly tore two chicken thighs from the braised pot with empty hands and handed them to the two: "If you go to Linjiang Tower to eat, just this 'Secretly Made of Braised Chicken in the Palace Imperial Banquet', you will have to receive at least 288!"
Zhao Qianyi was caught off guard and was also stuffed with a big chicken leg. He was amused and laughed. He held it in his hand and didn't know whether it was better to eat it or not.
"Taste! Try! It's not poisonous!"
"I've eaten it when it's just done. It's okay for so long!"
The chef greeted enthusiastically: "These chicken and venison are of great quality! They taste great!"
Zhao Qianyi was not disgusted, but his body was not a real body of flesh and blood, so he didn't need to eat anything at all. The most important thing was that he was not sure whether he could eat food in reality.
But the old smoker next to him took the big chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. He swallowed for a long time.
Logically speaking, the chickens and deer in the mountains are manifested from the game, and his body is manifested from the game. Even if he cannot eat food in reality, there should be no problem with eating food in the game, right?
Zhao Qianyi tried to take a small bite and was stunned for a moment. It can be eaten! And it is delicious!
The most important thing is that he can taste the taste of meat! He has tried eating other things before, and the taste is like chewing wax and nothing tastes like!
No! It seems that's not the case!
Zhao Qianyi turned his head and looked at the old smoker who was gnawing on the big chicken legs: "Old Hu! Turn on the whole mode, give me a try!"
"Hmm? What?"
Lao Yangeng was stunned, holding the chicken in his mouth and said vaguely: "Why?"
Zhao Qianyi was too lazy to explain to him, so he reached out and grabbed the wand from his backpack, and knocked the stick on the shoulder of the old smoker!
"Ouch!"
Lao Yanqiu screamed in pain, covering his shoulders with one hand and holding the uncooked chicken leg in the other hand, and was reluctant to throw it away, and said aggrievedly: "Boss Wanyu, why are you hitting me?"
"Don't talk! Eat quickly!"
Zhao Qianyi stabbed the chicken leg that had bitten into his hand and almost choked him to death!
After he swallowed the chicken leg meat in his mouth, Zhao Qianyi asked, "Do you feel anything?"
Lao Yanbing applied a greasy chin and slashed his mouth: "It's better than the Golden Arch!"
Who asked you if it tastes delicious?
Zhao Qianyi was so angry that he turned his head to the chef and said, "Give me another piece of venison!"
"Okay!"
The chef happily picked up a short sword, and handed it to Zhao Qianyi a piece of venison from the bottom of the grill. Seeing Zhao Qianyi staring at the guy in his hand, he smiled dryly: "If you can't cut these things with other knives, only this short sword is like a kitchen knife..."
Zhao Qianyi was speechless.
Well, although the name of the dagger is the dagger, its shape is the shape of a slash.
Chapter completed!