Chapter Seventy-Eight: Lifted Your Pot

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A whole chicken, dressed with a pole, with more salt, and a gourd of fruit wine...... Listening to these requests, the yellow badger was inexplicably excited.

Was this a hint that the eldest young master gave himself? The only time he roasted a chicken for the eldest young master, wasn't it just smeared with salt and roasted on the flagpole of the Drill Wind Camp? At that time, the eldest young master also rewarded him with a spirit fruit wine brewed from the Monkey King Mountain, which he still remembers clearly......

"Two senior brothers, I don't know who wants to eat such a chicken?" asked the yellow badger carefully.

"Senior brother, don't ask more questions that shouldn't be asked. Jiao Yun glared at him, "You just have to make the chicken." ”

Without saying a word, the yellow badger stuffed two large plates of golden fried chicken into the hands of the two deacon disciples, and then rushed directly into the dining room, quickly grabbed a chicken, cooked it cleanly, and then pierced it with a bamboo pole about the size of the flagpole of the Drill Wind Camp, and roasted it on the fire.

"This junior brother, isn't the original chicken sucking in oil fried?" Yuan Ping said in amazement.

"That's a chicken nugget! a whole chicken, it must be roasted!" said the yellow badger seriously.

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Try to imitate the time when he roasted on the Snake King Mountain, the yellow badger made a whole roast chicken, and used a gourd to fill a small half gourd wine. Since there is no wine made from fruit in the dining room, it can only be replaced by ordinary rice wine, but whether it is the size of the gourd or the weight of the wine, the yellow badger tries to imitate the small half of the gourd spirit wine that the eldest young master gave him at the beginning.

After handing over these things to the two deacon disciples, and then attaching two large plates of golden sucking hand original chicken, the yellow badger watched the two go away, and his heart was uneasy.

But then, the angry other eight-vein disciples rushed up together, and the yellow badger was startled, turned around and ran away......

The mysterious cave of the black and white mountains.

"This ...... This ......," the tall young man with scales on his forehead looked at the roast chicken, excited, "just like that time, is it really a demon who came to save me?" Let me think about it...... What is that little demon who makes roast chicken, what is it called......"

He gulped down the roast chicken, and after a while, he ate it all, picked up the fried chicken next to him, took a bite, and stared wide-eyed.

"This is the original chicken that the little demon said? I didn't lie to me, it's really delicious!"

The tall young man wiped out all the chicken like a whirlwind, reluctantly sucking on the last chicken leg bone, and at the same time picked up a small half gourd wine, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth...... Just as he was savoring the deliciousness of the chicken, suddenly the old voice sounded again:

"How about it, little black snake, are you satisfied with the food? if you are satisfied, then ......."

"Not satisfied! Not satisfied at all!" The tall young man was startled, threw the chicken leg bone in his hand out of the distance, and deliberately said in disgust: "What kind of hand-sucking original chicken is hard to eat! If it weren't for the fact that it was meat, I wouldn't have eaten it! Old thing, you want to ignite me!"

“......”

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Dining room.

After the two deacon disciples left, Brother Badger knew that he had committed public anger, and ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke. The murderous eight-vein disciples, in the end, they still couldn't eat the original chicken for lunch, and in the end they could only eat the meals made by the little fat man.

To their surprise, the food didn't taste as bad as they expected!

In fact, the little fat man's family is to open a restaurant, the cooking skills are really not bad, before the first arrival in the dining room is not familiar with all aspects, and in order to make a large number of dishes and desperately rush to work, so it is more difficult to eat. But in the past few days, the new disciples of the dining room led by the little fat man have gradually become familiar with their work, and they have also tacitly cooperated, and the taste of the dishes has naturally improved.

The old disciples were attracted by the delicious fried chicken from another world before, so they naturally didn't feel it, but today's lunch didn't have fried chicken, so they could only eat honestly, which made them have a little change in their understanding of the craftsmanship of the little fat man and others.

In addition to not being fresh enough because it has been left for too long, the food itself tastes good!

Because the yellow badger refused to allow anyone to get involved in the production of the original chicken sucking hand, the other new disciples in the dining room were angry, and they had faintly formed a small group, led by the little fat man who was in the same vein as the fire, and the yellow badger was incompatible. Even the kitchen for cooking is separated...... The yellow badger occupies the room where there are ten people surrounding the cauldron, specializing in fried chicken, and the little fat man occupies the other rooms, and everyone works together.

Seeing that the old disciples had finished their meal, they didn't find fault with it for the first time, and even some nodded slightly, and the new disciples in the dining room led by the little fat man were all excited.

When the old disciples dispersed, this group of people got together.

"I'll just say, we've made so much progress these days, and the food is getting better and better, how can we lose to that guy!" snorted the girl with freckles on her face.

"That's it," the other nodded violently, "fried chicken can't be eaten as a meal, and everyone still depends on our food to eat in the end, but it's us who get scolded every time, which is really unreasonable." ”

The little fat man who was away from the fire smiled slightly: "Brothers and sisters, today's lunch proves at least one thing, that is, our food is not difficult to eat. It's just that the brothers and sisters were blinded by the hand-sucking original chicken and didn't notice this. ”

"I'm sure you can see that as long as we don't have the interference of the original chicken, our meals will be more popular! The little fat man smiled evilly.

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After sunset, the yellow badger returned to the dining room.

In the afternoon, he ran to a secluded and uninhabited place, called Xiao Jin down from the sky, and wrote down the news of the suspected whereabouts of the eldest young master he had just learned on a piece of paper and tied it to Xiao Jin's paws. With Xiao Jin's speed, it only takes less than half a day to send the news back to Snake King Mountain.

Anyway, at least the eldest young master is still alive, which is good news.

But when he returned to the dining room after doing this, he was shocked to find that the kitchen was in shambles...... The super cauldron that couldn't be hugged by ten people actually fell off the stove and fell upside down on the ground!

Brother Badger's eyes rolled, and he knew who did it.

It is impossible for the pot to fall off the stove by itself, let alone such a large pot, it is impossible to accidentally overturn it. Looking at the stove again, there was a bunch of messy footprints on the edge of one side, and Brother Badger immediately automatically made up the scene of seven or eight young boys and girls climbing on the stove and shouting one, two, three, and pushing this cauldron off the stove together......

In the kitchens next door, the smell of food wafted and the sound of clanging spatulas and spoons were in full swing. The yellow badger swayed over and took a look, good guy, the little fat man The dinner they prepared was quite sumptuous!

Some pots are stir-frying, some are simmering soup, and some are steaming...... At a glance, not a single stove or pot was idle, all of them were occupied.

Seeing the yellow badger appear, these new disciples of the dining room glared at each other with hatred, and guarded the pots in front of them one by one.