Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 629 Instructions

[Hey, can this be said? Emperor Taizu Gao was so hungry that he was on the roadside or something]

"It doesn't matter." Shangluo replied, "If he got angry every time he was told that he was so hungry on the roadside, he would probably be numb by now. And conversely, he himself doesn't seem to mind it too much. statement."

【Eh? Why? 】

"Because he was really hungry and collapsed on the roadside - that's not the key point. The key point is that he himself likes to say that he came from a 'commoner', because the lower his background, the more it can prove that 'I have won the righteousness of the Ming Dynasty' , the more it shows that destiny has already set its mark here. So the more it is said that he fell hungry on the roadside, the more he is praised for his greatness - this is the logic of the matter. "

[Are you sure he would like this? 】

"Whatever, the emperor took the lead in this matter anyway, he can't kill the nine tribes of the emperor."

The speech lasted less than a minute, and now we can start eating.

"Okay, let me introduce it first." Zhu Xianxian walked up with his hands behind his back, "Everyone had some problems with the roast chicken we had last year. First of all, the inside was not cooked well and the outside was a bit dry. If it were a piece of meat, it would be able to distinguish it. It's very layered. But the chicken is so big that many people either get a whole piece of firewood or a whole piece of half-cooked. Only the lucky ones can eat it with the right heat. So—— "

He pointed to the roast chicken in front of him: "So this year we eat beggar's chicken. I remember the last time we ate like this, when I was in high school, and it was me who hosted the meal on behalf of my father. Of course this time we eat It's different from last time, you will know after eating it. Oh, by the way, who will deal with this layer of soil outside? I remember it, yes, yes, General Fu, please excuse me, I remember you did it last time too .”

In the crowd, Fu Yuanshan has been waiting there for a long time. He always comes to this kind of dinner party.

When he heard Zhu Xianfen calling him, he was ready early in the morning.

After walking out of the crowd, he rolled up his sleeves and circled around the "beggar dinosaur" as big as a small elephant. He found a spot near the tail, raised his hand and slapped it hard——

There was a click, and the clay shell, which was the size of a small elephant and had been burned into clay, cracked in the middle. One of their hands, one on each side, exerted force.

Nothing happened.

"Hey, that's strange." Fu Yuanshan waved his hand, "It seems like your luck is not good today. Which fellow Taoist can come up and open the shell of this beggar chicken? Just don't fall on the chicken." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly think:

"Hey, Shangluo, don't you have that knife? Bring it and shoot it?"

"That one? Okay." Shangluo reached into his arms and fumbled around, then took out the hunting knife.

[Why is this hunting knife in your hand just for eating? If it’s not cutting oranges, it’s cutting meat, if it’s cutting it for people, it’s cutting it for pandas.]

"This means that food is the first priority for the people. Ritual utensils that cannot be used for eating are not good treasures."

Taking out the hunting knife, he aimed at the spot where Fu Yuanshan had just struck, stabbed it in, and then pried it to the side——

With two "dong dong" sounds, the huge earth shell was completely peeled off, leaving no dust on the dining car, just like opening a walnut.

"Okay!" When everyone saw this trick of transforming into a roasted chicken, they all started to cheer as if they were watching a show.

"You guys eat first, and I'll take care of the kitchen waste first." He carried a piece of soil in each hand, which was bigger than several people, and went out. He walked with ease all the way, his expression unchanged. What was left on the cart was a smaller chicken wrapped in lotus leaves - although it was smaller, it was still about the same size as the baby elephant in the garden. The fresh fragrance of lotus leaves, fragrance and chicken oil wafted out, and there was also a smell that had never been smelled in Shangluo.

"It smells so good!" Shangluo sniffed, "This elephant bird. This elephant bird smells so good!"

"Because the elephant bird has a lot of red meat." Zhu Xianxen said to him next to him. "The elephant bird doesn't like to exercise very much, and it weighs nearly a metric ton, so the muscles are mainly red meat used to support the body. It’s not white meat used for explosive exercise. The fat in red meat is very rich, the taste is quite layered, and it won’t dry out after roasting. I remember last time.”

He shook his head and said: "It seems like it's not just the last time. Many times when I try new methods, it doesn't taste good, but no matter how you cook it, the chicken drumsticks are always delicious. Elephant Bird's drumsticks are particularly big. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot. ”

He said to everyone: "This year, like last year, the ones that come up are whole, so they have to be cut. This is not a big deal. Who volunteers to cut it?"

Someone shouted below: "We suggest Shang Tianjun cut it off! Isn't Shang Tianjun the head of the sword? Show your skills to everyone!"

"No, no, no, I can't cut it, I really can't do this."

It's not that he declined. The main thing is that he has never even held a knife, so naturally he doesn't know how to cut it. Although he had opened the chicken just now, he only used the function of the artifact to deal with the "skin" on the outside. If the elephant bird hadn't been killed yet, he still had a way to deal with the killing of the chicken.

But cutting meat is a technical job, and he really doesn't know how to do it.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Knowing that Shangluo really didn't know how to do it, Zhu Xianxian smoothed things over for him, "Shangluo is very busy. He finally took a day off. Just let him eat. Don't let him be busy cutting chicken again. I'll find someone who is free to do it." You are the one who has good knife skills! Wen Yuan, you do the cutting."

"Huh?" Wen Yuan was stunned, "I'm not free, I'm quite busy too."

"I see you don't move all day long."

"I was standing guard! You asked me to stand still! If I move, is it still called standing guard?"

"Hey, you have good swordsmanship. I remember that you have a family sword from the Royal Forest Army. Yes, yes, that's the one you put at the door when you entered. Use a sword that has served on the battlefield to cut the knife. Xin Qiji wrote that: Eight A hundred miles under my command are burning, and fifty strings are roaring outside the Great Wall. All of you here are colleagues of Xin Qiji, so you should have some military pride, right?"

"Ah, is it true? I don't care?"

"Yes, you do." He walked up to Wen Yuan and patted him on the shoulder - he was a little shorter than Wen Yuan, so he had to raise his hand when patting him on the shoulder. "Look at how exposed you are in front of so many people. What a nice face. Don’t be bored all day long like your master. Learn more about your own family tradition, and your grandfather and father will be very popular."

"Ah! Got it, then I'll show off my ugliness. Oh no, then I'll show off my treasure! This chicken is a treasure."

When he entered, he took off the knife from his back. It was the knife he brought to school to practice with.

Before taking the knife to cut meat, he took it out and washed it - although this knife was usually well maintained, it was used to cut meat after all, and he would feel more at ease after washing it in water.

(End of this chapter)