Cultivation of a Foodie God [Holographic Online Game]

Song Chi didn't hear Ke Beiyi's movement for a long time, so it's no wonder that Ke Beiyi is not a person who knows how to take salt.

"Oh, I don't know if this mushroom soup will taste good without salt." Song Chi looked at the overgrown mushrooms with a sad expression on his face, picked up a dead branch and borrowed a fire from the bonfire, piled up a pile of soil and lit it again campfire.

"Hey, I want to eat and bake by myself."

Ke Beiyi didn't know when he was meditating on a bush again like a Buddha, and Song Chi dangled the mutton skewers in front of Ke Beiyi.

The smell of mutton caused Ke Bei to open his eyes, and he took it in response, looking at the raw meat in his hand very confused, shouldn't it be roasted for himself like last time?

Two bonfires, one for soup and one for barbecue.

It is a good idea to eat and drink. It is a pity that there is no cover in the wild to stew the soup. If it is stewed in a pot, the mushrooms will be cooked more deliciously.

Song Chi sat on the ground with his buttocks crossed, holding more than twenty skewers of mutton in his hands and happily roasting them on the fire.Although Ke Beiyi has never done this kind of thing, he still knows how to follow the gourd.

The tongue of fire wrapped around the mutton, and the pink and tender raw meat was swallowed by the tongue of fire and spit out after a while. The color gradually darkened, and the unique meaty smell of mutton wafted out faintly. The juice dripped into the campfire.

When the fire meets the oil, the fire grows stronger, and the powder of cumin and cumin is sprinkled on both sides and roasted on both sides.

A burnt smell overwhelms it, and the cumin meat is roasted by the fire.

Wait...where does this smell come from.

Song Chi glanced aside, and saw that Ke Beiyi's meat skewers had been roasted pitch black, and even the wooden sticks were covered with burnt black carbon traces. Looking at the situation, one could tell that the smell just now came from this. Come.

"Your kebabs are burnt, what else are you grilling?!"

It was only then that Ke Bei realized that he rescued the mutton skewers buried in the flames, and looked at the difference between Song Chi and himself. Song Chi was grilled on the tip of the flames, and he was directly placed in the flames. No wonder there is always something unspeakably wrong.

"I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar."

He was speechless, thinking about it carefully, how could a gang of masters do such things.

"Come on, I'll bake it for you." I wanted to let him experience the fun of making a living by himself, but it seems that this facial paralysis is simply a scumbag in this respect.

He took the mutton skewers in Ke Bei's hand and threw away the scorched one. Suddenly he felt happy and thankful. Fortunately, he roasted them one by one. It's long gone.

Thinking about it this way, Song Chi doesn't feel that he is a scum anymore.After all, he came to this game with his own wealth and destiny to make money and get rich and reach the pinnacle of life!

The string of mutton that Song Chi roasted before is ready to eat. If the meat is aged after roasting, the taste will not be good, but it will be as hard to chew as brown sugar.

Passed it to Ke Beiyi, holding more than 40 mutton skewers in his hand, the sense of satisfaction is not a little bit, the tongue of fire wraps around the mutton, and the color changes slightly, sprinkled with cumin and fennel, the mellow aroma of the mutton is infinitely magnified by the spices.

Song Chi was roasting hot, and Ke Bei ate it with joy.

A large piece of mutton is bitten off from a wooden stick, and the charcoal-like barbecue smell is unique in the mouth. Most of the mutton smell of the mutton is roasted over and over again, leaving behind the most moving mellow aroma of mutton. A little smell of mutton makes the mutton more charming, and what's even better is that the fat that has been roasted by the fire becomes translucent at this time, making your mouth water.

The light brown mutton is dyed a light layer of golden yellow because of the roasting. Although the fat is clear, it looks greasy, but it instantly turns into oil juice in the mouth. The fresh fragrance of cumin suppresses the greasyness of the mutton. The mellow aroma of lamb is soul-stirring.

The mutton is extremely fresh, and it has not lost its moisture due to the roasting. The gravy flowing out from between the meat is the best proof.

Looking eagerly at the mutton in Song Chi's hand.

The wind was cold in the evening of late autumn, and Song Chi didn't feel the cold at all. He was sweating profusely from the roasted mutton, and the mutton in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and he had to keep turning it over.

I don't know how many times my hands are sore, and the smoky heat is as moving as white mist in the dark night.The wafting aroma of spices intertwined with the mellow aroma of mutton turned into white smoke and penetrated into the tip of Song Chi's nose.

"You enjoyed eating!" Song Chi realized that Ke Beiyi had already eaten a bunch of food.

He hummed twice aggrievedly, and continued to move his hands, until the air was filled with the smell of charcoal-grilled mutton before he stopped hastily.Dividing the mutton skewers in his hand to Ke Beiyi equally, he ate it blah blah blah. He ate so much in the morning that he couldn't eat much at this time, and it was time to relieve his boredom.

As soon as Ke Bei ate, he looked elegant like a restrained leopard. Before he regained his senses, half of the prey was wiped out.

The mushroom soup that has been simmering slowly has a fragrance. Although it is a light fragrance, Song Chi can actually smell it clearly.

Ke Bei didn't speak while eating the mutton skewers, savoring the meaty aroma of the mutton, not interested in looking at the mushroom soup at all.

Song Chi picked two leaves that were as big as the mouth of a bowl. The dark green leaf stems were rolled up into a funnel shape, but they were sealed tightly. He carefully dug out a spoonful of mushroom soup. The red brown soup base was not seasoned. Scattered mushrooms floated on the surface of the soup, dissipating heat.

Squeezing the leaves and pouring them into the mouth, to be honest, the smell of the leaves is not very good, and the bitter smell of leaves wafts from the tip of the nose, which is not good.But the fresh fragrance of mushrooms reveals a fresh taste. The unique fresh fragrance of mushrooms fills the mouth, and the elastic mushroom flesh seems to jump between the lips and teeth. Noma's breath moistens the whole body at some point.

The only downside is... a bit watery.

Ding--

Stamina 1

Song Chi was dumbfounded. Although the delicacy has reached its peak, how could the seasoning be too light to increase the attribute value? !

Before Song Chi could continue to think about it, Ke Beiyi's soft chanting interrupted his thoughts, thinking of the cool night under the gloomy valley, the half of the beautiful man's clothes were glowing in the moonlight, which man would not be moved?

Song Chi swallowed, and recited Ke Beiyi's words that men are not girls countless times in his mind.

"Hiss—it's itchy."

Ke Beiyi's symptoms after eating lamb chops that day reappeared, and Song Chi slapped his elm head violently.

"Mistgrass! I forgot you can't eat pepper!" No wonder his face was so flushed, it was a sign of allergies.

"Why don't you tell me, I don't remember, why don't you know yourself."

Ke Bei ignored what Shang Song Chi said, and took off his inner clothes layer by layer. He just wanted to get rid of the itching. Although the mutton he ate just now had black pepper, the mutton was hot in nature and red in color. The temperament of warming up the mutton in the jacket came up, and I didn't feel much colder.

Song Chi supported Ke Beiyi and took a closer look.There were a lot of red rashes on the wheat-colored skin, which made Song Chi panic. This facial paralysis has more rashes than last time, and a lot of pepper was sprinkled on the dozens of skewers of mutton. I'm afraid it's really bad this time up.

"Do you know how to relieve the itching? I'll go to the mountains to try my luck. Maybe I can pick some herbs."

"Pursanula or Senecio..." Ke Bei didn't dare to touch the itchy spot at all, but the itching became stronger, and he couldn't help rubbing it back and forth, feeling as sad as a cat scratching.

These two herbal medicines, Ke Beiyi also saw it on the medicine list prescribed by the doctor when he had an attack last time.

Song Chi still knows about purslane, which is dark green but looks like a flower. His father likes this kind of thing, which is spread everywhere on the ground in piles.

Sighing at the starry sky, "I'll help you find the medicine."

"I'll accompany you."

Ke Beiyi's upper body was bare at this time, enduring the itch, his star eyes turned cold for three points, he could see Song Chi clearly, and Song Chi agreed.It will be difficult to walk in the middle of the night, not to mention the surroundings, if there is no bonfire, you can't even see it with your hand.

"Do you think you are stupid? How come you don't know what you are eating is pepper when you are so tall and smart?"

A torch was lit in his hand, the swaying flame was very weak, the vague road conditions were full of dangers everywhere, the fallen leaves were thick and people would become limp under their feet, and the spare hand held Ke Beiyi more firmly .

If Ke Bei didn't answer, firstly he was really reluctant to part with the delicious food in his mouth, and secondly...if you didn't have this symptom, you would hold his hand like this.

What hides in the darkness is not only the shadow, but also the person before him.

"Ke Beiyi, what do you think you can find herbs in this broken valley?"

Song Chi stepped on the slope with difficulty, and the mud stained his shoes and socks.

"It will be found."

With Ke Beiyi's words, Song Chi somehow had some confidence in his heart.The wind gradually picked up, and the flames swayed slightly, making it difficult to see the way to go. Song Chi simply acted as a horse doctor, relying on the dazzling firelight to see the shape of a purslane, he pulled it out and held it in hand.

As the saying goes, even a blind cat can meet a dead mouse, so if you touch a needed herb, it's not guaranteed!

Under the moonlight, Ke Beiyi's naked upper body had a crescent-like complexion, which seemed to be coated with a layer of brilliance.

"By the way, how old are you, why can't I see your game name and level?" Song Chi walked up and down, not forgetting to ask Ke Beiyi a few words along the way.

"There are many enemies, so they hide."

"Then can't you give me a second look?" Song Chi felt aggrieved. Although he had known Death-faced Paralyzed not long ago, he had almost explained his details to Ke Beiyi in the past few days. It's really unfair that I don't know the age and flower name of Yifang!

"It's a disgraceful name." His body was itchy like ten thousand ants, and he had to deal with Song Chi's constant questioning. He was afraid that Song Chi would not believe him and continued, "The level is not much different from Xiangbei."

"What?"

When Song Chi heard this, he stopped his random picking of herbs, thinking that he hadn't heard clearly, and asked again.

"What? Say it again."

"Not much difference."

Ke Bei's eyes were full of puzzlement, he didn't lie, I don't know who he is in this game, I'm afraid it's only the little idiot Song Chi.

"......puff."

Song Chi finally couldn't hold back his laughter, he didn't know what his image was and he laughed, his face turned pink.

"If you... are not much different from a great god... hahaha, even a cook like me can go to heaven!"

"Really." Ke Beiyi repeated, seeing no results and thinking about it, maybe it's a good thing to hide your identity?