The old crab immediately responded: "This is great! Look, the third princess and her two daughters have just experienced a big battle, and their bodies are full of injuries...... Oh, don't stare at me, third princess, I didn't mean to say that you are not good-looking!"

Where is the old cockroach caring for the old badger spirit mother and daughter, she completely wants to taste the delicious taste of the human race!

At this point, the old badger spirit can't say anything more.

Besides, the old badger spirit also wants to use the friendship established by fighting side by side to make friends with the Terrans after this great war, and the Terrans will no longer hunt the native animals that have not become sperm.

"Just now Yuwan said that the villagers are good at steaming steamed buns and baking flatbread, but I don't have flour here!" said the old badger with a smile, which also implicitly expressed his approval of the attitude of the women in the village to cook.

"This is easy to do!" said Hideeda next to him, "I'll take the women and go home to carry flour!"

The word "carrying" indicates the amount of flour, which is measured in sacks.

There are hundreds of staff members in the headquarters, and they all have to eat.

Xiuzhi took more than 30 women and trotted back to the village, and in a short time, he carried dozens of bags of flour, as well as large iron pots and various materials for making pasta.

The rest of the village, some helped build the pot stove for the Terran cooking, and some went outside the courtyard to watch the wonders of the old badger spirit and others turning the earth overturned.

Next, the alliance headquarters was lively, and all the personnel of the old mantis and goblin clans experienced the cooking of Terran women for the first time, which was really an eye-opener!

Although it is still winter, but not far from the Spring Festival, the climate here has warmed, the women in the village who took the initiative to help cook, wearing the casual clothes of rural people, the upper body is a self-sewn gown, the collar of this gown is not very particular about disguise, some open to the half of the chest, the lower body is also their own pants, some are long pants, some are shorter pants.

Such clothes render the simplicity and generosity of rural women heartily.

The old cockroach will look at the steamed steamed buns here for a while, and go there to see the situation of baking flatbread for a while, which is simply dizzying.

Especially a few of the most unsophisticated women, when kneading the dough, most of Lafeng's healthy breasts were exposed on their chests, a piece of white light, dangling in front of the old cockroach, coupled with their gossipy rural jokes, the old cockroach was about to faint even if he was a president of the water tribe.

Dr. Wang's wife, who is in her 60s and has a very strong body, is baking flatbread in front of the big stove used by the human race with a group of little daughters-in-law and daughters.

The old woman is in charge of the shovel, and the big fat girl Zhang Jianhua is the young female militia who stole the demon talisman, skillfully lighting the fire in front of the stove.

Sun Tianshi was also watching here, and he could see at a glance that Zhang Jianhua, the eldest girl in her twenties, had just the right time to burn the fire.

From time to time, the old beetle glanced at a certain place on Zhang Jianhua's body, but his main gaze was to watch in amazement as Dr. Wang's wife was handling an old-fashioned spatula to make flatbread.

Not to mention that the Jing clan felt magical, even the two immortals, Jin Tong and Yuwan, couldn't help but sigh.

An old woman in her sixties, I don't know where she got her strength, this big cake is really amazing.

In a large iron pot with a diameter of about one meter and two meters, only one large cake is placed, and the diameter of this cake, to say the least, is one meter, which almost covers the entire large pot.

A starter was put in the dough, and after fermentation, the thickness of the flatbread was about six centimeters, and the flatbread was already baked with yellow chirp.

This hard-working old woman has been circling around the pot table for most of her life, and her skills are definitely better than the first-class noodle masters in the city, no, even the special noodle masters, and she doesn't have such kung fu!

I saw this old woman in her 60s, holding a spatula the size of a marching shovel with both hands, and the long shovel handle was made of a dark red oily and shiny wood, with natural water ripples on it, and it was a rare mahogany at a glance.

This kind of mahogany has a hard texture and a very heavy weight, a spatula handle five feet long and as thick as an egg has about 20 catties!

And the spatula the size of a small shovel head showed a bright light like gold, and Sun Tianshi secretly said, it wouldn't be made of gold, right?

I don't know if the old woman wants to show her skills in front of the Jing clan, or if she is originally such a habit, as soon as she gets on the pot, she immediately becomes more energetic and uses all her housekeeping skills.

The old woman screamed: "Girl, hurry up!"

Zhang Jianhua, who is burning the fire below, is also in good spirits today, she was originally a white and chubby girl in her twenties, and at this moment, she is even more vibrant in front of the stove fire, with a pink face and jade skin, and a heroic posture, where is there still the wolf bèi when stealing the demon talisman.

After the old woman screamed, Zhang Jianhua's fat hand stretched out, filled a few firewoods into the stove, held a fire stick in his right hand and stabbed it in, and then stirred, and his left hand whirred the bellows at the same time, and the fire in the stove turned from red to white.

Even the well-informed Scattered Immortal Sun Tianshi also felt a little magical.

As a rural person, Sun Tianshi knows that the pancake needs to be simmered, otherwise it will be burned, and if the pancake is slowly burned, the flatbread will be golden brown, and there is only a fragrance in the mouth and no mushy taste, but why did this old lady of the Wang family order to be in a hurry?

Sun Tianshi was wondering in his heart, but he saw that the old woman's legs were crossed, her waist was straight, her hands were up and down, she held the red golden-headed spatula tightly, and began the operation that dazzled the elites and immortals!

The red golden-headed cauldron spatula, in the hands of this 60-year-old woman, seemed to have life, flying up and down, and for a while, the large-caliber iron pot was full of golden and red lights.

And the more than 30 pounds of bread seemed to be magical, constantly turning up and down rapidly!

Oh my God, where is this still a big pie, the elves and immortals, that superhuman eyesight, they are all dizzy, and their eyes are full of the phantom of the pie!

At this time, the golden boy looked at the pot and saw that the big iron pot had been burned dark red!

Is this a pancake, this is a practice, right?!

About ten minutes passed, only to see the old woman exert her strength with both hands, pick up the flatbread, and lift it hard, the flatbread spun in the air, and flew towards the big eight immortal table six or seven meters away from the stove.

There was a muffled sound of "poof", and the big cake was not biased or slanted, and it landed on the table of the Eight Immortals covered with a white tablecloth!

Sun Tianshi looked at it with the psychology of scrutiny, but saw that the whole cake was golden yellow, how could there be a little black paste!