The evening breeze was blowing.
It was already autumn in the Qingyuan Realm, but fortunately, with spiritual energy protecting her, Lu Wu was not afraid of the cold.
With the cold wind blowing and looking at the empty streets where only the wind was blowing, Lu Wu, who hadn't sold a single item yet, rubbed his hands and rubbed his stomach.
She was a little hungry.
If there are no customers, then serve yourself.
Would you like some?
She looked at the bird and the dog and asked them, and unsurprisingly received an affirmative answer.
Lu Wu took a few skewers of meat and put them into the spicy red oil broth to cook. Most of the meat had a bloody smell, so it was the perfect food to put in the spicy red oil broth with lots of seasonings.
As for the fresh vegetables, Lu Wu put them into the bottom of the soup pot.
Food prepared in this way retains its original essence and tastes more authentic.
The bright red beef skewers were marinated in advance, the chilies coating the meat, which trembled precariously on the bamboo skewers.
When cooking beef, you need to pay attention to the cooking time; if you cook it for too long, the beef will become tough and dry.
She sliced it thinly, making it easier for the flavors to penetrate.
After poking the beef a few times with the skewer, it started to change color and quickly became cooked through.
Take it out; it smells wonderful.
Lu Wu was just about to remove the skewers to make it easier for the beasts to eat when she saw Huo Huo holding the bamboo skewer with its paws and slowly pecking at the beef with its beak, while Da Huang was biting and tearing the meat off with its canine teeth.
Okay, I don't need her help.
Lu Wu was also happy to be at ease.
She even made herself a dipping sauce.
Chopped green onions, minced garlic, cilantro, chopped chili peppers, sesame oil, balsamic vinegar, and light soy sauce—these ingredients, when combined, are commonly known as an all-purpose dipping sauce; it works no matter how you eat it.
"Sha!"
This spicy beef uses Lu Wu's homemade chili powder, with all sorts of extremely spicy chilies put together. One bite and your whole body feels like it's on fire.
Lu Wu, feeling a surge of heat throughout her body, breathed out in the cold air, but refused to let go of the skewers in her hand.
It's spicy, but delicious.
The spicier it is, the more addictive it becomes.
With her lips slightly red and swollen, Lu Wu picked up another string of duck intestines while slurping.
Surprisingly, Lu Wu quite enjoys eating offal.
Duck intestines and gizzards used to be must-order items when eating skewers and hot pot.
The duck intestines are strung together and have a chewy texture.
The unique flavor of the duck intestines was infused with the spiciness of the spices, and then coated with a dipping sauce. Lu Wu swallowed it in large gulps, his scalp tingling with pleasure.
The aroma surged like a tide, and even Lu Wu, the maker, couldn't resist the spicy and savory flavor.
That's the charm of skewers.
Night-blooming jasmine, it really smells wonderful.
After enjoying the spiciness, Lu Wu then scooped up the vegetable skewers from the clear broth.
The large chunks of corn were sweet, crisp, and tender with each bite, bursting with juice in the mouth, prompting Lu Wu to devour several.
The thinly sliced potatoes and the white lotus root slices were soaked in the broth. When you put them in your mouth, one was soft and tender, and the other was crisp and refreshing.
At this moment, what dances on Lu Wu's tongue is the symphony of life.
Chirp chirp!
Woof woof!
The two little animals were once again subdued by their master's craftsmanship.
Lu Wu, preoccupied with filling his stomach, did not notice that the gambling den's door had opened.
A person floated out like a ghost and stood in front of the stall, watching Lu Wu squatting on the ground and feasting with two demonic beasts.
At first, the person had no expression.
His eyes were wary as he stared at Lu Wu, his sinister gaze sweeping over her as if he were looking for the right moment to strike.
That murderous aura was well concealed by the other party.
However, his expression quickly changed.
Perhaps it was because the aroma of these skewers was just too tempting, wafting straight into the nose, instantly making one feel weak all over, unable to even utter the word of refusal.
The murderous aura dissipated, and the man with clear eyes looked at the oblivious Lu Wu. He was about to speak when he realized his mouth was full.
That's saliva that's secreted by the body instinctively.
This causes him to drool as soon as he opens his mouth, with a long strand hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Just then, Lu Wu finished her skewer and wanted another one, so she looked up.
"Forehead?"
When she looked up, she saw a middle-aged man who had appeared out of nowhere standing in front of her stall, his eyes glazed over and drool drooling from the corner of his mouth.
He looks like an idiot.
Judging from the fool's clothes, he must come from a good family, as he is very well-dressed.
Their eyes met, and Lu Wu remained calm, while the man seemed quite embarrassed.
He used all his reason to suppress the urge to kill her to silence her. Faced with Lu Wu's sympathetic gaze, the man wanted to explain something.
In a flash of inspiration, he decided to play along, grinning at Lu Wu.
"Hehe, eat, eat..."
He pointed at the skewers and spoke incoherently.
He played the fool; isn't it normal for a fool to drool over delicious food?
As long as he doesn't say it, who can know his true identity?
Feeling that his remedial measures were timely, the man continued to grin foolishly at Lu Wu.
"Do you have money? In other words, spirit stones?"
After wiping the soup from the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, Lu Wu stood up and asked.
She didn't mind that her customer was an idiot, but the point of setting up a stall was to make money, so she wouldn't give it away for free.
Even if the other party is an idiot, it won't work.
Yes, yes.
The man mimicked the way those fools spoke, rummaging through his clothes for a while, actually searching through his storage space.
Low-grade spirit stones, he hasn't used them in ages.
After searching every nook and cranny, he finally found some spirit stones that met his requirements.
He then threw it on the stall.
A fool wouldn't look at the quantity.
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