The Heaven’s Jailer

Although the plan looks beautiful, the reality is that there are only two prisoners in the entire fairy prison, and one of the two prisoners is the default cafeteria chef and the other is the default waiter. Liu Lang is not cruel enough to make the fairy prison work. The staff also pay the food expenses.

In summary, his plan to make a fortune can only be postponed. When there are more gods imprisoned in the mortal prison, the cafeteria can really open.

"Brother Zhu, what shall we eat tonight? I'm going to buy some vegetables!" After a while, Liu Lang had already contacted Zhu Dachangshu and called out to Brother.

"I will do what you buy. It's not my old man. There is no dish in this world that I can't cook."

Standing in the middle of the kitchen, Zhu Dachang exudes a kind of domineering attitude. The kitchen is his home field, even if his cultivation base is sealed, he is no different from a mortal, he is still full of self-confidence.

"Then I watched and bought it." Liu Langzhen went to the vegetable market next to the community, with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, rice noodles, grains, oils, fruits, vegetables, chicken, duck and fish. He bought a cart and sent it to the fairy prison. How big is the refrigerator?

Zhu Dachang checked and found that there was nothing missing, so he put on his apron and started work!

Liu Lang had already prepared a large bucket of water in the kitchen. Zhu Dachang took a look and chose a cabbage, a tofu, a grass carp, two potatoes, mushrooms and a small chicken.

First boil a pot of water, and then wash all the vegetables. Then it's time to deal with chicken and fish.

Liu Lang and Guang Yaozi both watched from the sidelines. They were obviously very curious about how the God of Heaven cooks.

"Huh..."

As soon as Zhu Dachang stretched out his hand, he drew a kitchen knife from the knife holder, opened the mouth, removed the internal organs, scraped phosphorus, boned, and sliced, all in one go.

In less than two minutes, a grass carp was processed.

Both Liu Lang and Guang Yaozi looked stupid.

The gods who enter the celestial prison will be given the title of repair. If they are a god, the sword skill just now is not surprising, but now Zhu Dachang is no different from a mortal, and can be so stable and ruthless, then it is not easy to do it. , Obviously, this eldest brother has already practiced the kitchen knife to the state of transformation, which is completely instinct.

The subsequent process of killing chickens and retreating hair also surprised Liu Lang and Guang Yaozi.

From the Immortal Prison Kitchen, exclamation words such as "Rely on", "Niu Cha", "I'm going to go" and so on continue to be heard.

An hour later, four dishes were on the table.

Stewed cabbage tofu, boiled fish fillets, fried potato shreds, chicken stewed mushrooms, the names are very common, and they don't seem to fit the high-end image of the God of Cooking.

"The ingredients are limited, and it's at this level." Zhu Dachang took off his apron. He was obviously not particularly satisfied with these dishes. After all, the ingredients in the mortal world could not be compared with the heavenly court, so he could only do his best.

The saliva of Liu Lang and Guangyao on one side had already flowed to the ground.

These four seemingly ordinary dishes are bright in color, which makes people appetite at the first sight, and the light fragrance that wafts out evokes the gluttons in their stomachs.

The two looked at each other and picked up their chopsticks at the same time.

"good to eat."

"It's delicious, I've never had such a delicious dish."

The mouths of the two of them were filled with vegetables, as if two starving ghosts were reborn, swallowing and exulting.

The so-called female is a person who pleases oneself, a chef's happiest thing is that the person who eats praises his cooking, even if the chef is the **** of cooking in heaven.

"I have the opportunity to make a table for you with ingredients from the Heavenly Court, which is a thousand times stronger than this." Zhu Dachang said happily.

"That's great!"

Liu Lang was born in a wealthy family, and he has never tasted the delicacies of mountains and seas. However, all the delicacies I have eaten before, compared with the four dishes made by Zhu Dachang, are simply scum.

The wind swept through the clouds, and in a moment, Liu Lang and Guang Yaozi ate most of the vegetables.

And Zhu Dachang over there is obviously not enough. Seeing that there are many other ingredients, he simply fried two dishes, one scrambled eggs with tomatoes and one fried pork with green peppers.

Seeing these two dishes, Liu Lang had a sense of understanding in his heart. As a chef, Zhu Dachang’s cooking skills have reached the level of returning to the basics, so he cooks very simple dishes without any fancy, but the more so. The more people want to stop.

It's a pity that both he and Guang Yaozi were full, and the next two dishes were put into the refrigerator without touching them.

"Brother Zhu, you live in the cell next to the kitchen! I will let you out while cooking." Liu Lang arranged Zhu Dachang and Guang Yaozi returned to his cell.

After eating, take a stroll to help digestion.

Liu Lang’s clone appeared in Immortal Prison, and went to check the trees and herbs that he had planted before. Although the precious trees grew slowly, they were all thick. The growth of Ginseng, Ganoderma, and Polygonum is also good. The only thing that made Liu Lang depressed was the small tree sapling of unknown species. Three or four days have passed. With the blessing of the snarling dog, it is equivalent to the past 100 years, but the small sapling has not grown much, only the thumb is thick. , One person comes high.

I wonder what this little tree will grow into in the end?

Suddenly there was a glimmer of expectation in Liu Lang's heart. After all, among the trees, this young sapling was too special.

After dealing with things in the fairy prison, Liu Lang's consciousness withdrew from Gu Yu.

In the villa, he suddenly heard a noise in the living room, opened the door to see, Mu Xueqing did not know when he was back.

At this moment, Mu Xueqing was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee and a few slices of bread on the coffee table. It was obvious that this was Mu Xueqing's dinner.

"This girl is so tired from work every day and eats so little." Liu Lang couldn't bear it when he thought of eating Hesai in the fairy prison while Mu Xueqing was eating bread in the living room.

He sneaked into Gu Yu, took out the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried pork with green peppers from the refrigerator in the fairy prison, then carefully went downstairs, went to the kitchen to heat the two dishes, and brought them to Mu Xueqing.

"Eating bread is not nutritious at all. Drinking coffee is not good for your health." Liu Lang directly took away the slices of bread on the coffee table, and then replaced the coffee Mu Xueqing had just put down with white water.

"Let's eat, this dish has not been touched." Seeing Mu Xueqing staring at the two dishes in a daze, Liu Lang handed over a pair of chopsticks.

"You did this?" Mu Xueqing asked in surprise. In her impression, Liu Lang seems to have never cooked since she lived in the villa. As for herself, she hardly cooks. One is that she is tired after a day of work and does not want to do it, and the other is that she can’t do it either, Mu Xueqing’s The cooking level is to cook a quick-frozen dumpling.

"Ahem, I did it, you can eat it without worry!"

It was impossible for Liu Lang to tell Mu Xueqing that this dish was made by the God of Cooking in Heaven, so he could only recognize it by himself.

Mu Xueqing hesitated and picked up a piece of egg. In fact, she had long been attracted by the fragrance, but as a goddess, she had to be reserved by the goddess.

Mu Xueqing was stunned after taking a bite and chewing.

"Not delicious?" Liu Lang asked strangely. Although he didn't taste these two dishes, how could he not even eat them at the level of Zhu Dachang.

"No, it's so delicious. I've never eaten such a delicious egg." Mu Xueqing calmed down, looking at Liu Lang's eyes with a little more color.

They all say that if you want to grab a man's heart, you must grab the man's stomach.

For a woman, it is not so.

Without a doubt, Liu Lang's dishes caught Mu Xueqing's stomach.