I have a room in Huangquan

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What he ate was obviously sunflower, but the taste was completely different from what he had imagined, it was fragrant, sweet, crisp and delicious.

The unique and refreshing taste is completely different from the soft and rotten sunflower.

In an instant, Chu Ke seemed to see a large sunflower field, and the cool wind was blowing on his face, and the vegetable field could not be seen at the edge, turning the land into a vibrant green sea.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, among the green mountains and flowing water, everything is so peaceful and natural.

This mouthful of food, Chu Ke tasted it slowly and carefully in his mouth, and unconsciously there was still a smile on his face.

Seeing Chu Ke's smirking expression while eating.

Naturally, Ding Xiaoyi and the others were not polite, and began to taste it one after another.

Immediately, everyone's faces were full of surprises, obviously like Chu Ke, they were amazed by the unique taste of this dish.

"Hiss~ Qian Gui is really not deceiving, at least I have to be at the level of a five-star chef, no, the average five-star chef may not be able to do it yet!"

Song Xingxue praised with a satisfied face.

He has eaten and seen it before, the cook of the Dong family is the highest level five-star chef in the league.

The dishes that can be cooked are just so-so.

The current dish has completely refreshed his understanding of dishes.

Song Xing learns like this, so Ding Xiaoyi naturally does not leave any exceptions. In terms of cooking skills, he has never tasted better than Chen Lao's cooking.

But the dish in front of him was indeed far superior to Old Chen.

"The chef is close to the Tao!" This is the evaluation of Wuzhi Taoist, and Zhang Gu's evaluation is even more exaggerated: "It's even better than Peng Yueyi!"

Peng Zu and Yi Ya are both famous master chefs. People in the world have never tasted their dishes, but they all know that their dishes are extraordinarily delicious.

It is not easy for Zhang Gu to make such an evaluation.

Immediately after the second course, the third course was also served on the table.

"Jiuzhuan large intestine" "Fried lamb chops!"

When the two main dishes came to the table, Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue were stunned for a moment. Forget the sunflower dish just now, these two dishes obviously shouldn't appear in this foreign land.

Suddenly Ding Xiaoyi's heart flashed, and there was a bright light in his eyes, and he couldn't help but exulted in his heart: "The thigh is here!"

Chapter 7 Thirty: Really Fragrant! !

"Smell! It's so fragrant!!"

Even though he just learned that Jiuzhuan large intestine is actually made of pig intestines, after Chu Ke ate it, he felt his mind was full of large intestine.

The rich soup wraps the body of the intestines, and with the fat and tender taste of the large intestines, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is, it is simply delicious in the world.

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

They had roast lamb here for days, but never had such a fat and juicy rack of lamb.

The already cooked lamb chops perfectly lock in all the juice.

With unique spices, so that the fragrant meat is eaten in the mouth. In addition to the original meat flavor, the full soup perfectly covers the smell of the mutton itself. One bite, it is satisfying, and it is almost impossible to find There are no other words to describe this dish.

"You guys eat, I'll go to the bathroom!" Ding Xiaoyi stood up before leaving without forgetting to pick up a lamb chop and stuff it into his mouth.

"Toilet??"

Zhang Gu and the others looked puzzled, but the unrestrained Taoist explained: "It's just a place to wash your hands. If you want me to say that he is hypocritical, he can solve the problem by serving a basin of water. Why do you need to go to the bathroom..."

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

The loss of two competitors at the dinner table was of course what everyone wished for, and no one took it to heart. After all, the world is big and the food is the biggest.

Ding Xiaoyi took advantage of the urine escape and walked to the back kitchen to have a look.

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

Then he said without raising his head, "I thought you would spend a long time in the cell."

Ding Xiaoyi looked left and right when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Sardar, Kaina, and that little guy, aren't they here?"

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

While talking, I saw the two blades pinching back and forth, kneading the minced meat on the blades into a meatball, and slapping it into the meat stuffing again.

Immediately afterwards, I started to stir the beaten meat fragrance in the basin quickly, and sprinkled the prepared seasonings into it from time to time while stirring.

In just a few strokes, the scattered minced meat has turned into pink meat balls again.

Then, with a pinch of the fingers, a lump of wooden-sized meat stuffing was squeezed out from the gap between the fingers, and the other hand held the rolled dough and picked it up.

I saw Wang Gouzi clenched his fists lightly, his fingers just moved back and forth, and a small steamed bun of Xiuzhen was already placed in the steamer.

The whole process was swift and swift, Ding Xiaoyi was just so dazed, a basket of steamed buns had already been put on the pot.

Not to mention anything else, the speed of cooking alone has far surpassed Chen Lao.

It's no wonder that every time Mr. Chen mentioned Wang Gouzi, there was a look of admiration and yearning in his eyes.

The word cooking has already become a part of Wang Gouzi. Even the most complicated dishes, in his hands, seem to become a work of art that can be easily grasped.

"How do you know that I am here, and I have become the cook here??"

Although I know that Wang Gouzi is very strong, but this is too much of a coincidence.

Hearing this, Wang Gouzi raised his head to look at him, deep in those gray pupils, there was a cold light like an abyss, and the smile at the corner of his mouth revealed an evil spirit.

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

Although Wang Gouzi didn't explain the reason in detail, he felt relieved that he had been able to find his traces without seeing him last time.

"Tell me about the Eternal Land."

Following Wulong Baozi's effort to get up the Qi, Wang Gouzi asked Ding Xiaoyi while cleaning the stove carefully.

Ding Xiaoyi nodded, roughly telling the story of being involved in the torrent of time.

Wang Gouzi listened very carefully, but it didn't affect his 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 very dissatisfied with this knife.

Just when Ding Xiaoyi had almost finished talking.

Wang Gouzi suddenly dropped the kitchen knife in his hand, the blade brushed against the hair on Ding Xiaoyi's forehead, and pierced through the wall behind him.

"what!"

All of a sudden, there was a scream from behind the wall.

Song Xingxue jumped out clutching his shoulders, and the kitchen knife that had just been wiped bright was stuck in his shoulder.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi was startled, with Song Xingxue's strength, he didn't dodge the knife?

I saw Song Xingxue hurriedly shouted: "Don't do it, your own people, your own people!"

Wang Gouzi looked at Ding Xiaoyi expressionlessly. After seeing Ding Xiaoyi nodding, he didn't continue to do anything. He glanced at Song Xingxue and muttered a word with regret.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't hear what was said clearly, but only vaguely heard the words 'be vegetarian at night'.

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

Fortunately, it was just an ordinary kitchen knife, and the wound was not deep. If it was the [Huang Quan] in Ding Xiaoyi's hand, I would probably lose half of my life.

Thinking of this, Song Xingxue glanced at Wang Gouzi with fear in his eyes, and immediately wiped off the blood on the knife with a smiling face, and sent it to Wang Gouzi.

However, after Wang Gouzi took the knife, he threw the kitchen knife into the wooden barrel beside him, and the other kitchen knife that was wiped was also thrown in.

"I didn't mean to target you, I don't like to use the same kitchen knife twice." Wang Gouzi said blankly.

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

Song Xingxue hurriedly explained his reason for coming, facing this cold man in front of him, Song Xingxue always felt that this guy would kill him at any time.

Every pore is full of tremendous pressure, if it wasn't for Ding Xiaoyi who was still sitting beside him, he would have slipped away long ago.

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

"Stone monument!"

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

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

Some people think that the most fearful thing in life is being used by others, but he always believes that only those who can be used will not be abandoned.

If it doesn't even have the value of being used by others, it is a pile of garbage, which will be thrown away at any time.

I believe that if Chu Ke were here, he would definitely agree with Song Xingxue's idea.

Obviously, the stele in his hand has won enough value for himself.

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

He said it very implicitly, but I believe Wang Gouzi can also hear his implication.

Wang Gouzi thought for a while: "I can help you hold off the most difficult people, but as long as you leave the city, there will still be masters to kill you."

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

"Eat it while it's hot, the taste will be 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 steaming hot water diffused, 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 chubby shape, after being steamed, looks even more delicate and cute, filled with a tempting aroma, which immediately increased the appetite of the two of them.

The fat and thin meat stuffing was beaten into a puree, cornstarch was added, and a little skin jelly was mixed together again.

Not only can the meat maintain its pink color after it is cooked, but also when the skin jelly is heated, it will melt and become a broth, which enhances the deliciousness of the buns.

Of course, Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue would not miss the freshly baked delicacies, and stuffed them into their mouths one by one.

After one bite, the meat becomes more delicious, especially the bun skin, which is very thin but very firm, together with the thick soup, it is simply a feast on the tip of the tongue.

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

Speaking of this, Wang Gouzi gradually approached and whispered something in Ding Xiaoyi's ear.

As for Song Xingxue, he pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, but he didn't hear a word in a daze. In the end, he simply buried himself in eating the freshly baked buns.

"Hmm!!" After biting down, Song Xingxue's eyes lit up, and he instantly felt that the steamed stuffed bun was more delicious.

"I'll think it over!"

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

Since there are still two days left, I might as well think about it first.

Wang Gouzi is not in a hurry. In fact, he hasn't been a cook for others for a long time. It's just a matter of reminiscing about the feeling of the kitchen.

After handing over the remaining three layers of steamed buns to the two, they began to focus on tidying up the kitchen again.

Seeing the two 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 looked down, he saw the 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 big fat man last night, get ready, it's your job!"

Chapter 731: Golden Fruit

Don't mention what Wang Gouzi is doing here.

Ding Xiaoyi already asked Beilan and the others to disperse to inquire about Yuniang.

Since Chu Ke said that Yuniang's warship was damaged, it is obviously unrealistic to go to Kunlun Mountain alone with the damaged warship.

I believe that Yu Niang will not take her own battleship to risk.

So it is inevitable to find a place to repair the battleship.

Although Beilan didn't know much about the Azure Dragon, the six pirates below were all under Yu Niang's subordinates. If they gave clues by themselves, they would naturally try to find out.

At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi was holding the complete collection of ancient poems and began to cram all night to study.