Chapter 211 Cook
Seeing Wang Hong's heartbroken face, senior brother Kai Yangfeng came from behind, jokingly said:
"What's the matter, can't bear the meat?"
He has known Wang Hong for a long time, and he understands Wang Hong's foodie nature very well.
"Alas! It's a pity." Wang Hong didn't hide anything, and said while staring at the bodies of monster beasts with a size of one foot.
"Why don't we carry two of them to the flying boat to roast and eat." The elder brother suggested, he admired Wang Hong's cooking skills quite a lot.
Wang Hong was about to move, but then he thought of Uncle Song's stern eyes, and shook his head again.
said: "Forget it, if Uncle Song blames me, we can't afford it."
Brother saw that Wang Hong was afraid of this, so he couldn't help laughing, so he patted his chest and said:
"You can just leave this matter to me. If there is any blame, I will take it all by myself."
Eldest brother is a descendant of Kaiyang Peak's main family, and he knows the Jindan elders in the sect quite well.
Since he said so, Wang Hong also believed him. After all, this is not a big deal
Brother called Zhang Chunfeng to help again. He knew that Zhang Chunfeng was also a physical trainer, and this second-order triangular four-hoofed beast weighed ten thousand catties.
He still had a bit of trouble moving it, so it was just right to call Zhang Chunfeng to move things.
The three of them cleaned up the two fattest monsters first, and then carried them onto the airship.
After taking away the valuables from the battlefield, everyone boarded the airship, and then flew to other places.
The space inside the flying boat is very spacious. Wang Hong found a relatively spacious place and set up two fires.
Song Wei, who was sitting in the middle of the Feizhou warehouse, just glanced at Wang Hong with his eyes and didn't pay attention to his movements any more, and continued to meditate with peace of mind.
A huge barbecue grill is placed on one fire pile, and a large pot is placed on the other fire pile.
Two monster meats, one roasted and one stewed.
The flying boat was still wandering in this area, and occasionally found a few monsters, which were killed by the two or three hundred monks on the flying boat.
There was no chance for Wang Hong to intervene, so he has been concentrating on roasting meat and stewing soup.
After a while, the flying boat encountered a large group of flying monsters, also flying towards the boundary city.
Wang Hong didn't care about the delicacies he was making, and immediately got up and ran outside.
"Come back!" Song Wei's voice suddenly sounded in his head, startling him.
Seeing that Wang Hong was frozen in place, Song Wei said again via voice transmission: "As a cultivator, you must know how not to be surprised by changes, and you must be able to keep the color unchanged before the sky collapses!"
Wang Hong still didn't understand, and was a little at a loss. He felt that he wasn't shocked just now, and his expression didn't change.
"Since you are a spiritual meal master, you should concentrate on the food you are refining. Do you need to run around for a few small animals?"
Song Wei transmitted the voice again, and Wang Hong understood this time. He mistakenly thought that he was a professional spiritual cook, and asked him to concentrate on making barbecue instead of participating in the war. Of course, Wang Hong wished for it.
So the fight was in full swing outside, and all the monks were chasing and killing monsters with their weapons. Wang Hong was serious about grilling meat alone in the airboat.
It only took more than half an hour, the monks who participated in the battle returned one after another, gathered the harvested spoils, and then distributed them uniformly.
Because in the melee, sometimes it is difficult to tell who killed the monster. If the monks are allowed to distribute it, it is estimated that after a big battle, their own people will be beaten to death in order to fight for the spoils.
Three hours later, Wang Hong's flying boat was filled with a scent.
The stewed pot of soup has completely turned into a milky white thick soup. At this time, there is no piece of animal meat in the cauldron anymore. A monster weighing tens of thousands of kilograms has been completely melted into the soup including the meat and bones. middle.
The one on the grill is first marinated with various auxiliary materials, and then roasted for a long time, so that the outer layer of meat is tightened, so as to lock the aura and moisture in the meat from escaping.
Then switch to a low fire and slowly roast until the deep bones are crispy and rotten. At this time, switch to a high fire to roast for a stick of incense time, and the outer layer of meat will be burnt, fragrant and crispy.
At this time, the roasted meat has been burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and the flesh and bones have been separated. If you cut it a little, the soup can still flow out along the edge of the knife.
At this time, everyone on the flying boat was attracted by the scent here, and they glanced here from time to time, but they were not familiar with each other, so they were too embarrassed to come here, and there were also thick-faced people, who had already gathered around Wang Hong, showing great hospitality .
Of course there is no shortage of ascetics with firm will. At this time, they are still meditating with their eyes closed, as motionless as a mountain. As for their inner world, it is unknown.
At this time, Song Wei, the Jindan cultivator sitting in the center of the main warehouse, is also one of these meditators with their eyes closed.
I saw his eyes closed, and between his breaths, there was a white mist looming, like a statue, the scene of a master, making people look up and admire him!
In fact, Song Wei's spiritual consciousness has been quietly paying attention to Wang Hong's side all the time, and he even secretly swallowed his saliva several times when people were not paying attention.
This should not be known to these juniors. He may disregard his image in front of his peers, but he still has to maintain his majesty in front of the juniors.
He has already thought about it, if Wang Hong doesn't take the initiative to send some over for him to taste, he will confiscate them all. It's not like he hasn't done this kind of thing before.
Wang Hong was about to cut a piece of roast meat and taste it, but was stopped by the big brother.
He didn't know why, but saw that the senior brother picked up a knife and cut off a hind leg from the barbecue. This hind leg weighed at least a thousand catties.
Brother carried this roasted hind leg to Song Wei who was meditating.
"Uncle Song! The juniors have roasted some monster meat, and I invite the seniors to appreciate it and taste it."
As he spoke, he offered the leg meat with both hands respectfully.
Song Wei just opened his eyes and took the barbecue. As a senior expert, he couldn't wait to take it, so he couldn't wait to bite it.
"Well, that's right! You guys are interested, but I think the barbecue is a bit dry. Here is a bowl. You can fill the uncle with half a bowl of soup to moisten your throat."
Eldest brother took a small wooden bowl that looked very ordinary, and went to the big pot to serve soup.
He used a large spoon to hold a little soup, because the wooden bowl was relatively small, he poured it carefully into the wooden bowl, for fear that it would overflow if it was too full.
But after pouring in a small spoonful of soup, he didn't even cover the bottom of the wooden bowl. He added another large spoonful, but it barely covered the bottom of the bowl.
It turns out that this seemingly ordinary wooden bowl is actually a magic weapon for storage.
Brother poured the soup spoonful by spoonful, filling nearly half of the large pot of soup, and barely filled a small half bowl.
Eldest brother filled a small half bowl and hurriedly sent it to Uncle Song.
Song Wei picked up the thousand-pound roasted leg meat and took a big bite. The outer layer was burnt and the inner layer was tender and smooth. After chewing for a while, the soup flowed down the tongue and filled the entire mouth.
Song Wei secretly praised him, and took another sip of the broth. The soup was thick, delicate, smooth, and delicious. After drinking, there was still a film-like gelatin on his lips.
After offering it to the Golden Core cultivator, Wang Hong and others also started to eat.
It's just that there are so many people on the flying boat staring at it. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Hong was embarrassed to eat alone, so he invited everyone to enjoy it together.
Moreover, on this flying boat, most of them are from the same sect of Qing Xuzong, even if a few are not from the same sect, everyone can be regarded as fellow robes.
Invited by Wang Hong, everyone surrounded him with a whoosh. Even those monks who were determined and immovable stood up several times.
Those who couldn’t squeeze in, simply used flying swords, cut off a piece from a distance, and ate it.
It's just that there are too many people, and each person can eat dozens of catties of meat on average. With the physique of a foundation-builder monk, it is no problem to eat hundreds of catties of this kind of meat.
Everyone was a little bit unsatisfied, but instead drew the gluttons out, hoping to meet a group of second-order monsters again.
The hard work paid off, and after a few hours, they encountered a group of red-haired pig monsters, with a dozen second-tier pigs leading the way.
The other two airships are still in the preparation stage, but the airship Wang Hong is in has already rushed out like an arrow from the string.
The primary target was the dozen or so second-order monsters, which made the monks on the other two flying boats think that they wanted to **** the spoils and speed up to keep up.
After a great battle, monster corpses were scattered all over the place. After collecting the loot, a group of people carried ten second-level monsters onto the airship.
This time, everyone helped Zhang Luo, and ten large fires were quickly set up.
Wang Hong became the commander-in-chief. How to marinate, how long to cook, and other details are all completed under his command.
Song Wei, the Jindan cultivator on the flying boat, did not stop this, but was happy to see it succeed.
When Feizhou encountered the monster again, everyone stopped Wang Hong from making a move.
Wang Hong is also happy to do so. Compared with fighting with monsters, he still prefers to make food, anyway, his share of the spoils will not be lost.
Wang Hong gradually became the leader of the flying boat, making people forget his identity as an alchemist.
Eleven flying boats wandered around the border city like this. After more than ten days, all the monsters in the surrounding area had been killed, and the monsters in the border city were too scared to go out casually.
Finally, the Yaozu organized hundreds of thousands of flying monsters, including more than a dozen third-order monsters, who were preparing to hunt the eleven flying boats.
Of the three groups of flying boats, Wang Hong's three flying boats have the least number, and are the best group to deal with.
On this day, they encountered a group of silver-winged birds and monster birds. This kind of monster birds are not very powerful, but they fly very fast.
They chased and killed for dozens of miles, and entered a valley, suddenly countless monsters appeared from all directions.
The surrounding mountain peaks were covered with monsters, and the flying monsters in the sky covered the sky and the sun, and even the sky seemed quite dark.
"Not good! Ambushed, go back!"
These monsters were hiding outside the scope of the Golden Core cultivator's consciousness, so the Golden Core cultivator on the flying boat did not discover it in advance.
Taking advantage of the fact that the group of monster beasts has not yet completely closed up, the three airships quickly retreated towards the way they came from.
At the same time, send a message to the other two groups of airships, hoping that they can respond from the outside.
(end of this chapter)