"My lord, what can I do for you?"

"How long have I been in here?"

Yanei naturally also saw Li Xiuzhu meditating, so he was not surprised to hear this.

"My Lord has been here for an hour."

Li Xiuzhu nodded, not surprised.

The Divine Art of the North Sea relies on one's own internal strength to move things. The stronger one's internal strength is, the faster one can absorb and refine the internal strength.

"Come on, take me to see the next one. Remember the death row inmate, preferably one who is extremely vicious."

"Yes, sir!"

The second one was an old man, and he didn’t even look at Li Xiuzhu.

But as an old man, he was somewhat embarrassed. It seemed that he saw Li Xiuzhu's concerns. The yamen next to him said, "Sir, don't look at him as an old man, and he is only a third-rate expert, but he killed 118 people in Zuojiazhuang."

Hiss, is it so cruel? Then he has no worries.

"Very good, you go out first, I will find you later."

"Yes, sir!"

Li Xiuzhu came in, and the old man finally looked at Li Xiuzhu.

"Are you going to execute me? Very good. I have long wanted to die, but I didn't expect that I would not dare to do anything to myself when I die."

The old man seemed to have not laughed for a long time and didn't know how to laugh anymore, so his laugh looked particularly ugly.

Is there a story behind this? Li Xiuzhu was silent for a moment but decided to ask first.

"Just now, Yanei said that you killed 118 people in Zuojiazhuang. Are there any innocent people?"

Upon hearing this, the old man looked at Li Xiuzhu strangely and nodded.

"53 elderly, weak, women and children, can be considered innocent, but not all of them are innocent."

"Although they didn't kill me, they did bully me. I have no choice. I would rather kill a bunch of them by mistake than let one go."

"The only thing that makes me feel guilty is that I killed Wang Saozi's family."

"They are the only family that treats my little Niu Niu well. I thought about how little Niu Niu is all alone down there, lonely and unloved."

"I can only ask them to help take care of me."

"In my next life, I will work like a slave to repay them."

Li Xiuzhu remained silent, there was something hidden, but he indeed deserved to die.

There are also hateful aspects in pitiful people! Li Xiuzhu stepped forward and put his hand on the old man.

A steady stream of internal energy came from the old man, which was more than three times that of the first strong man.

When Li Xiuzhu was absorbing the old man's internal energy, the old man looked at Li Xiuzhu in surprise, and then acted as if Li Xiuzhu did not exist, as if the person being sucked was not himself.

This time, Li Xiuzhu did not give the old man a mute potion, but left him a poison pill.

"If you want to die, eat it."

The old man glanced at him and said with a wry smile, "If I had the courage to die, I would have done it long ago. If you have pity, please help me."

Li Xiuzhu was silent for a moment, then said, "If you are not dead in three days, I will accompany you on your journey."

"Thanks!"

After leaving the prison, Li Xiuzhu sat cross-legged again.

Although Li Xiuzhu absorbed three times as much internal energy this time, the time he used was only two-thirds of the first time.

After absorbing the old man's internal energy, he had a feeling that he was now at a third-rate level.

It’s just that the internal energy he practiced was different from that of others, so he couldn’t judge his own level of internal energy from his inner sensations.

This is just like the Xiantian Gong. What you cultivate at the beginning is the innate internal strength, but the amount is also accumulated bit by bit. You cannot define this range by realm.

On that day, Li Xiuzhu stayed in the cell until three o'clock in the afternoon, and absorbed the internal energy of 18 third-rate warriors.

Later on, Li Xiuzhu could only absorb an average of a cup of tea from a person's internal energy.

This cup of tea is mainly for refining, and the internal energy is sucked dry in just a few breaths.

Li Xiuzhu stopped only when he felt that the internal strength of a third-rate warrior was not enough for him.

Li Biyao was still waiting when Li Xiuzhu went out.

The moment she saw Li Xiuzhu appear, Li Biyao's eyes were a little resentful.

"Even if you are obsessed with martial arts, you can't skip meals. Look at what time it is now."

"I don't care. If there are no delicious chicken wings today, I won't come tomorrow."

Although yesterday’s roast chicken was salty, it was still mainly sweet on the outside.

Li Biyao looked at Li Xiuzhu and asked, "Which girl do you think can refuse sweets?"

Well, that's true.

Unfortunately, beef ribs are not suitable for sweet and sour spare ribs, otherwise sweet and sour spare ribs would be a good choice.

However, beef stew with red wine is also a good choice.

The Western Regions have been opened up and wine has flowed into the Great Zhou.

"Can you get some wine?"

Li Biyao's eyes lit up. Is this a new dish?

"How much?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Two pots? No, five pots."

There are so many foodies at home, who will eat if I don’t cook enough? Even this is not enough for him.

But the wine was expensive so he didn't ask for too much.

Let me think of two more dishes. There are 1, 2, 3... 6,... 6 mouths to feed at home, plus myself, 7 people, not counting my father-in-law and mother-in-law. It’s really difficult to deal with.

Li Biyao nodded, not much!

"You go back and prepare first, I'll go back to the palace to get it."

"good!"

After a simple division of labor, the two went their separate ways, and Li Xiuzhu returned home and started pickling.

Prepare onions, carrots and celery first.

I can’t marinate the beef for now because I don’t have the red wine, but I can prepare some other seasonings first.

For example, some honey and pears, cloves and fresh nepeta.

Because the marinating time cannot meet the standard, pears and honey contain enzymes that can break down protein, which can marinate the meat to the greatest extent and lock in moisture, making the beef soft, tender and fragrant.

Cloves and nepeta can replace thyme to remove fishy smell and enhance flavor.

Remove the roots of the button mushrooms and divide them into four petals.

All that was left was a mouthful of broth.

We have chicken soup at home, and Mr. Fu likes to drink chicken soup.

Chicken soup is also the main dish at this time, so almost everyone in a wealthy family has a pot of aged soup on the fire.

Li Xiuzhu was almost done, and Li Biyao also came.

There was more red wine than Li Xiuzhu wanted, so she asked someone to bring a wooden barrel of red wine.

Although the barrel is not big, it is more than enough to hold twenty pots.

The wine jugs at that time were not big, each holding eight taels of wine.

Seeing this, Li Xiuzhu breathed a sigh of relief and didn't prepare anything else.

It’s a pity that there is no butter, but it’s not a big problem.

It just so happened that a pot of milk came from somewhere today and was discovered by him.

Let’s separate.

"You sit down first, I'll marinate the meat first."

"Bacon?"

Although Li Biyao rarely goes into the kitchen, it was the first time she heard the word "pickled meat".

Nowadays, no one pickles meat before eating it. Most people just stew it directly.

"Um!"

Li Xiuzhu didn't explain and marinated the beef first.

Then Li Xiuzhu looked at the wordless book again, learned how to separate the butter, and started to churn the milk manually.

"Mr. Li, what are you doing? Is it okay to stir the milk like this? It's all mush."

"We're just getting started. We need at least a cup of tea. How about you stir it for me?"

(End of this chapter)