"Qingxi, do you know how to eat snow pig?" Murong Yi asked excitedly.
"I don't know either. How about roasting it?" Gu Qingxi thought for a while and said. Roasting is her specialty.
"How about stewing it?" Murong Yi said while swallowing her saliva.
"Just roast half and stew the other half."
"And mix it with some cold dishes." "
And steam it with rice flour."
"And..."
Then, the two began to discuss the ways to eat snow pig happily.
Seeing the excitement on Gu Qingxi's face, Han Keshu and others were all sad, their hearts were really, really, completely broken.
Murong Yi is fine, she is not a medical practitioner, and she doesn't know the preciousness of snow pig, but you, you are a rare medical genius in the Renxin League.
Such a precious spiritual beast, can you really eat it?
Holding back the pain in their hearts, Han Keshu and others listened to Gu Qingxi and Murong Yi discuss the 100 ways to eat snow pig.
"Let's go, let's get going now. If we're any later, the chef might really close down." Han Keshu couldn't wait to urge Gu Qingxi as soon as she finished speaking, fearing that she would have a sudden inspiration and come up with some new ideas to eat.
Although he was also a foodie, he was born in the medical sect. Since he could remember, he had a special feeling for the Snow Spirit Pig, a spiritual beast that was said to be the favorite of the medical practitioners. So he was more distressed than others when he heard them discussing how to eat the Snow Spirit Pig.
Fortunately, his worries were unnecessary. When he heard the word "kitchen repairman", Murong Yi's eyes lit up immediately: "Kitchen repairman, where is it, take me there quickly."
She looked anxious, even more impatient than Han Keshu.
"Grand Elder, I heard that the chef only prepares ingredients for ten tables every day. We are going there so late. Even if it's not closed, there probably won't be anything delicious." Qi Xiangdong poured cold water on him.
Although from the current situation, Long Jingyu should have no ill intentions, but for the sake of the safety of several masters, especially Gu Qingxi, he still didn't want them to run around the city at night.
Of course, he didn't lie. In Tiancang Continent, the stronger the cultivator, the more arrogant they are usually. This kitchen cultivator in Qingyuan City is no exception.
He only prepares ten tables of meals every day. If you go early, you can order dishes. If you go late, you can only eat what you have. If there is nothing to eat, you will have to starve. Even if the president of the Renxin Alliance comes, he will not make an exception.
"Is that so." Han Keshu looked at the sky and his old face fell.
Not only him, Murong Yi was also disappointed.
"Mr. Murong, the owner of this inn is actually a kitchen cultivator." Long Jingyu reminded.
Others may not have seen the foodie nature of this fellow Taoist Murong, but how could he not know? The Long family owed Murong Yi a great favor, and he certainly couldn't bear to see her disappointed.
"Yes, how could I forget about this! Grand Elder, why don't we just have a meal here?" Qi Xiangdong slapped his forehead and said to Han Keshu earnestly.
It doesn't matter where you eat, the most important thing is to avoid danger as much as possible and not to cause trouble.
"How is his cooking? Is it too bad?" Han Keshu also remembered that most inns would provide food and wine, so the boss is often a chef. But he is still a little worried about the cooking skills of the owner of this inn.
"I think it's okay, about the same as my chef's skills." Long Jingyu said.
About the same as your chef's skills... Hearing his words, Han Keshu's heart sank.
Looking at Long Jingyu's patched clothes, you can imagine how poor the Long family is. How good can his chef's cooking be?
What's more, he is a demon cultivator. For the sake of cultivation, he can even torture himself to death. Why would they care about cooking? It is estimated that the skills of the Long family's chef are only at the stage of being able to feed people and not eat them to death.
"Really? Almost the same as your chef's?" Murong Yi's eyes lit up.
"I think it's about the same." Long Jingyu said.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go right away and have dinner." Murong Yi jumped up, her movements were as agile and swift as they could be.
If it wasn't for seeing it with his own eyes, who would dare to believe that she had been in a coma for several months and had just woken up from the detoxification.
Although he still had doubts about the innkeeper's cooking skills, seeing Murong Yi's expectation, Han Keshu didn't say much.
He came to the front yard and told the innkeeper his purpose, and of course the innkeeper readily agreed.
Running an inn is similar to running a chamber of commerce. The most important thing is eyesight.
Other guests may not be able to see the origins of Gu Qingxi and his party, but how could he not see it? He had already discovered the Renxin League logo that was specially concealed on the carriage. (In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Mr. Qi specially tampered with the carriage before departure.)
The status of the medical practitioners of the Renxin League is so transcendent that the innkeeper usually has no chance to curry favor with them. Today, someone took the initiative to invite him, how could he refuse? For
this meal, the innkeeper naturally used all his tricks, even taking out the ingredients that he had treasured for many years as the treasure of the town.
After waiting for a while, a plate of delicious dishes with good color, fragrance and taste were served one after another.
Everyone realized that they had underestimated the Long family, the chef of the Long family, and Long Jingyu. What he said was okay was not as simple as "okay" at all.
The innkeeper's cooking skills, coupled with the special ingredients of Qingyuan City, were impeccable even for a gourmet like Han Keshu, and Gu Qingxi and Murong Yi also praised it.
Murong Yi felt more and more satisfied as he ate, and simply gave half of the snow spirit pig to the innkeeper and asked him to help cook.
The remaining half of the snow spirit pig was given to Gu Qingxi for safekeeping, saying that he would share it with Le Kong and Feng Xia Tian in the future. He only kept one pig leg, which was for Dao Dao. (Huo Xiaodao, one of the seven domain masters of the Desolate Sea, the youngest son of Huo Ran. His original form is in Chapter 880. By the way, do you miss Dao Dao?)
"Is this a snow spirit pig?" When the innkeeper took the half of the snow spirit pig, his eyes widened.
"Boss, you have a good eye. This is indeed a snow spirit pig." Murong Yi was a little worried. Although this boss's cooking skills are not bad, can he make a good snow spirit pig? Will it waste the best ingredients? At this time, seeing that he recognized the snow spirit pig at a glance, he was relieved.
"I happened to see it in an ancient book. I thought it was a legend. I didn't expect that there really is a snow spirit pig in the world." The innkeeper said with emotion, looking at Murong Yi and others with more respect, and a sense of pride as a cultivator of the immortal sect arose spontaneously.
As expected of me, a medical practitioner from the Immortal Sect. Look at what others are eating. They are eating snow spirit pigs, which are ancient spirit animals.
No wonder their medical skills are so amazing. Apart from us medical practitioners from the Immortal Sect, probably only the immortals who have ascended to heaven in the legend can eat such ancient spirit animals for fun.
The barbarians from the Demon Medical Alliance who eat coarse food and vegetables actually want to compete with me, a medical practitioner from the Immortal Sect. They are simply asking for trouble.
Of course, the innkeeper didn't know that the several medical practitioners from the Immortal Sect who were comparable to immortals in his mind were already heartbroken at this time, and their blood was gushing out.
Anyway, the pig can't be resurrected after death, so it's okay if you insist on eating it, but eating it in front of us, have you ever thought about our feelings, do you know how heartbroken we are?
Facts have proved that what makes them even more heartbroken is still to come.
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