All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Merlin pushed open the door of the judging room, and what he saw was Artoria dozing off on the chief seat.

Immediately, Merlin let out a long breath, and his old heart, which had been beating violently to [-] per minute, gradually stabilized.

It was great that the worst didn't turn up.

"Artoria, dinner is ready~" Merlin called out to the petite girl on the main seat in a soft tone.

Like an awakened Snow White, the girl with an elf-like delicate face slowly opened her bright eyes and smiled brightly.

"Hiccup~"

"..." Seeing that Arturia covered her mouth as if she had done something guilty, and didn't dare to look at herself, the tenderness on Merlin's face quickly disappeared.

"Artoria! Did you go out and steal the dream ingredients from the cooking room!?"

Merlin!

Harmless handsome guy!

Vase NPCs that frequently appear in various games and are basically useless except for issuing tasks!

Occasionally useful, but generally a good-natured gentleman with attributes such as team comedians, punching bags, and karoshi!

But if he really gets angry—he even dares to scratch Arturia's chubby face!

"I didn't!" Artoria quickly stretched out his hand to fight back.

The farce of the two pulling each other's faces awakened Elizabeth, who had been sleeping for a long time.

"Ah! Not good! It's already this time!" Elizabeth's drowsy head quickly woke up after seeing the clock beside her! "Master Ancestor! I'll go prepare breakfast right away!"

"Oh? No, I've already... hiccup~" Elizabeth, who ran away, couldn't hear Artoria's words clearly.

"How dare you say you didn't steal it?!"

How many dreamy ingredients from the cooking room would it take to be full like this?Merlin was furious.

"I do not have!"

The two who hurt each other tore each other's face into a straight line.

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I was ashamed of the majority of book lovers last night.

I went downstairs to get the mail, but I met a little girl who hit the badminton on the carport... I didn't expect that there was a gap between the concrete floor of the carport and the road...

My ankle sprained and swelled into a trotter.

The injury is a common sprain, it hurts...

But what hurts more is the heart...

Ashamed to just want to die...

Chapter 324. It's more commonplace

"Ugh?!!"

There was an octave-high exclamation in the review room.

Arturia and Merlin have ended their mutual chokehold. From the fact that Arturia is sitting on the main seat proudly, and Merlin is like a lost dog hiding in the corner and drawing circles, one can know that this is called "Pull Your Little Face" Mutual Affair Hurt ending.

"Master Ancestor..." Princess Elizabeth, who brought the breakfast, explained the extremely absurd emotions in her heart with a shocked expression and tone of voice. "full?!!!"

The scene in front of Elizabeth was in a trance.

As long as she can remember, every year at the banquet of the Knights of the Round Table, the chef is like a starved ghost reincarnated... Bah!It was as if she ruled the world in terms of food and cuisine, and the figure of swallowing mountains and rivers was engraved in Elizabeth's mind.

Her mother mentioned to her more than once that the ancestor of the knight king was the patron saint of England and the one she would serve in the future.

Elizabeth's mother once warned her: "If this ancestor is left hungry for a long time, the red dragon who guards England will turn into a dragon and devour the world."

It can be said that feeding Artoria is the starting point and ultimate goal of Elizabeth's cooking skills.

But now, her ancestor suddenly got full for no reason?

Although it is indeed a good thing to be able to see Artoria's satisfied smile, but...Elizabeth always has a sense of aggrieved powerlessness and the feeling that her own wild boar is polluted by the cabbage in other people's vegetable fields.

Elizabeth looked at the table full of breakfast on the main seat, who seldom moved his chopsticks but held his stomach intoxicated, feeling complicated.

In the large cooking room, examiners have already begun to prepare for the battle one after another. Compared with the relaxed atmosphere on the first day, there is more tit-for-tat murderousness and anxiety in the air.

Of course, this atmosphere does not apply to Mo Bai's empty cooking table at all.

Mo Bai and his party are... having breakfast.

"one more bowl!"

Nakiri Alice, who had finished three bowls of pork lung soup with a womanly air, sharpened her knife and hurried back to her cooking counter, trying to impress Mobai, who was crying about her yesterday.

As for the others...

Under the leadership of Mo Bai, Luo Ziyan, Xuechuan Xuehui, and Miyamoto Yeyezi slumped on the reclining chairs, feeling the sense of happiness and satisfaction from the gradual recovery of their bodies after breakfast.

Bai Zishu leaned lightly on the side of the cooking table, shaking her head helplessly at the row of four people lying dead on the recliner in front of her, from the oldest to the smallest, forming the pattern of the mobile phone signal meter.

Bai Zishu slightly raised her chin, and took small sips of the clear soup in the bowl.

The taste of Beixing Pig Lung Soup is not the kind of freshness that can make people lose their eyebrows in one bite, but it is better than the non-greasy and gentle taste, which can calmly moisturize and reduce the fire.

A good bowl of Bei Xing Pig Lung Soup definitely has the temptation to make soup lovers hold the bowl and never let go.

"Okay, I've finished drinking." Putting the empty bowl aside, Bai Zishu sat down on the cooking table with her hands propped up.

The eye-catching long legs are raised and crossed, one hand is dragging the cheek and the other is across the knees, and the dominant area in the sitting posture with the body leaning forward is full of people's hearts!

Bai Zishu looked at Mo Bai condescendingly.

The picturesque beauty naturally attracted the attention of many people, but when they thought of the appearance of this proud beauty grabbing the wild boar king without changing his expression, almost all the attracted people withdrew their gazes.

"Drink it, finish it~" Mo Bai's voice carried a sense of emptiness from the world, after all, he was drowsy at the moment after being busy for half the night. "Put the dishes in the dishwasher or leave them there for the staff to collect..."

Meow meow meow?

This reply was different from Bai Zishu's prediction.

"You...you don't have anything to ask me?" Bai Zishu continued to ask without giving up.

From the heat of the Beixing pork lung soup, Bai Zishu could deduce that Mo Bai's approximate activity time was right after Luo Ziyan left the lounge in the early morning.

As for what these two people used to make a deal behind the scenes, Bai Zishu could only turn a blind eye.

Beixing pig lung soup is a soup that takes a lot of effort, especially in the process of cleaning the pig lungs. The difference in quality between novices and veterans can be described as cloud and mud.

Bai Zishu didn't believe that Mo Bai would make this cumbersome soup for supper.

In fact, if Artoria hadn’t appeared on the stage, Mo Bai would not have chosen to make this dish—there is only one reason, stewing soup and watching the fire is always more labor-saving than the non-stop barbecue, Mo Bai in the early morning is really The former seemed to be frightened by the amount of food he hadn't eaten for three days.

But Bai Zishu would be wrong.

"What are you asking? Leg length or measurements?" The facial muscles pulled a weird smile, and Mo Baiyong, who was in between sleeping and waking up, slowed down his breathing rhythm after a batch of saucy operations. "zzZZ..."

"I'll bear it!" Bai Zishu's eyes twitched, and she took a deep breath to relieve the urge to put the soup bowl upside down on Mo Bai's head.

When Mo Bai woke up, it was already noon.

Stretching lazily, the pleasant smell went straight into Mobai's nose.

"Isn't this Bai Zishu's mink fur?" Mo Bai noticed the things covering his body.

Analyze carefully and think calmly.

"Yeah! I didn't expect that Bai Zishu, who has the appearance of a vixen, is quite good at taking care of people." Looking at the four girls watching the excitement around Bai Zishu's cooking counter, Mo Bai had to sigh that people are more angry than people.

"Miss Bai, your mink."

"Leave first."

"Oh, then let me take a nap in the afternoon." Mo Bai expressed his pleasure at the soft feel of the mink fur, and also revealed the psychology of a straight man of steel.

"Up to you!" Bai Zishu, who was watching the fire, was heartbroken.

After more than ten hours of steaming the huge pork knuckle of the Wild Boar King, most of the fishy smell in the meat has dissipated, and the meat has become softer. Bai Zishu finally started the second cooking step of frying.

In front of the extra-large stove set up by the staff, Bai Zishu used two bamboo sticks pierced through the pig's knuckles to manipulate the big pig's knuckles in the oil pan with ease.

"It's done! Let's go!" Bai Zishu's focused face beamed with joy, and with her plain hands, she flipped a hundred-pound pig's knuckle out of the frying pan like a potential dragon, and straight into the newly visited large steamer on the cooking table.

This scene terrified the men present again.

Strong and accurate, this girl must have been a fan of pigs before she became a gourmet hunter, right?

And those fellows...

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered!

"Papa papa!" Mo Bai and the four onlookers who didn't know that he was being demonized gave applause from the melon-eating party.

"After it cools down, remove the bone and fill it with eight treasures, then boil it until it tastes better, then steam it until it is soft, and finally bake it to get rid of the excess fat and add the sauce again for a second taste."

Wiping away the sweat droplets that didn't exist with a towel, Bai Zishu's eyes turned from pig's knuckle to Mobai.

Chapter 325. But!

"Our chef is awake." Bai Zishu said angrily. "Tell me, how do you want me to help?"

"Help? What can I help you with?" Mo Bai looked at Bai Zishu blankly, unable to understand what she meant.

"Still pretending?" Bai Zishu raised her eyebrows, and her moist peach eyes were full of teasing. "You have spent a lot of time making soup from the early morning, don't you want me to test the cooking style for you?"

No wonder Bai Zishu thinks too much, Mo Bai's food predicament at this stage is simply competing with others with the worst cards in the game.In addition, Mo Bai showed the appearance of completely letting himself go in the eyes of everyone, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be doing the final struggle.

"Huh? Looking for you to test the cooking style?"

"why?"

I'm an open-minded player and I still need to seek help from foreign aid?This is too sorry for my cheating, right?

Seeing that Mo Bai's expression didn't seem to be fake, Bai Zishu was also a little uncertain, was she really wrong?Or was Mo Bai furious after being pierced by her?

"Then how do you plan to cook your chicken thighs?" Bai Zishu paused for a moment, as if remembering something still in Mo Bai's hand, her tone became weird. "...And chicken offal?"

"Hey! What's wrong with the chicken offal? Do you look down on the chicken offal?" Mo Bai, who was poked in pain, was really angry from embarrassment.