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Chapter 151: The Spirit of the Halberd Eater: Jiang Lu Plays with Fire

"Northeast. Goose stewed with iron roots."

A trace of confusion flashed in Mrs. Han's narrow eyes.

In the Jiuzhou Continent, Yunzhou is already very northeast, but she had never heard of this dish in Yunzhou, and what was even more confusing to him was that.

If I ask you to perform your talent, what can you cook with me?

But Jiang Lu had no intention of explaining.

It seemed that he planned to wait until the results were achieved before unraveling the mystery. He only said "Please wait a moment" and pulled Hen Lie out of Room No. 1.

Even Lie Lie couldn't understand what he was doing: "What are you doing? They asked you to show me, what famous dish did you mention? And they also stewed goose with iron roots, which doesn't sound like anything." Expensive dishes?"

"Poke it!"

Jiang Lu smiled crookedly: "Although the name doesn't sound very nice, the ingredients of top-notch Northeastern cuisine are all good things."

"Being punished?" Hen Lie thought for a long time: "I haven't heard that there are any special criminal laws for monks."

"No wonder." Jiang Lu shrugged: "So you are destined to live a relatively failed life."

"what?"

"Okay, don't worry about the rest. Let's go to the kitchen and I'll make you a famous Tokyo dish."

"Didn't we just show you the famous Northeastern dishes?"

"Yes, but it must use the traditional craftsmanship of the old capital."

"No, is it Tohoku Tokyo or the old capital?"

"The bad news is that it's sewn, the good news is that it's all sewn up!"

When he came to the kitchen, Hen Lie, acting as Cao Mang, asked the chef for a stove with all the tools, and then stood aside, waiting for Jiang Lu to start operating.

However, what shocked him was that Jiang Lu started to take off his clothes and take a shower on the spot.

Before he could react and ask questions, Jiang Lu started to analyze Mrs. Han's psychology to Henlie while cleaning her body:

"Second Senior Brother, I don't know if you have noticed, but Mrs. Han actually has very strong tastes. Even though my performance in the selection competition was impressive enough, she still looks calm and relaxed."

Hen Lie opened his mouth and said with great difficulty: "What do you call bright eyes? What do you call challenging the limits of the human body? Whether it's yours or the audience's."

"In short, it means that this level of challenge is no longer acceptable to her. Do you think she means to let me show my ability?"

"Isn't it?"

"Poke it! You poke it again!"

Jiang Lu explained while cleaning important materials:

"There is no limit in the selection competition in life. No matter how strong my ability is, it will be limited by my strength during the Qi training period, and the upper limit cannot be reached.

So, what she really wanted to test me was my imagination! Break the limits of your imagination! "

"We'll talk about this later. I just want to ask you if it really doesn't hurt?" Hen Lie lowered his head, his scalp was numb, and he even began to experience phantom pain.

Jiang Lu smiled slightly: "I have to mention the Northeastern massage bath again, it is also a must-have."

Finally, Lie Lie couldn't stand it any longer: "Who is a good person who uses a wire ball to wash the pot when taking a bath?!"

"It's said that as long as you work hard, your iron roots will become precious."

Jiang Lu paused and added:

"This is the iron root of Li Bai's poetry."

"You fart!"

While he was talking nonsense, Jiang Lu had already cleaned the materials he needed to use.

"Chef! Is there a big goose? Kill a fresh one for me!" Jiang Lu shouted to the chef who had been secretly looking over.

"No." The chef shook his head.

"Ah?" Jiang Lu was stunned: "But I saw a roast goose placed on the table of some diners in the lobby before."

"Oh, that is the white jade and glazed black-feathered roc bird." The chef explained.

"WTF?"

"White jade and glazed black-feathered roc." The chef repeated.

"Well, what kind of rare species is this white jade and glazed black-feathered roc? I've never heard of it."

"Just" the chef hesitated: "Just an ordinary goose."

"Fuck you!"

Despite the twists and turns, Jiang Lu finally got a fresh goose that had completely shed its feathers.

"What do you want to do?" Hen Lie asked.

Jiang Lu didn't answer, but gave it a try: "Don't worry, I'll show you my knife skills first."

As he spoke, he picked up the knife and began to operate it while explaining:

“This piece of goose is an art.

There is a famous dish in the old capital, called Beijing Roast Duck. After the duck is roasted, it must be sliced. An average-sized duck is not much bigger than the palm of your hand, but the roast duck master can slice about a hundred pure slices. Meat.

Hey, this is Kung Fu. Whether it's authentic or not depends on how thin the meat comes out.

If it is as thin as a cicada's wings and becomes sizzling and oily when pinched with your fingers, then it is considered done.

But what we have today is different from roast duck. We don’t roast it first. We have to slice it first and then roast it.

Therefore, I have to use the Japanese sashimi and human body filling techniques again.

It can be said that this dish is a perfect fusion of all famous dishes. "

Seeing Jiang Lu excitedly describing how to stew goose with iron roots, Hen Lie frowned and asked in confusion: "Then what does this have to do with the Northeast and stew that you never mentioned in your recipe? "

"name."

"what?"

"The name is a stolen name of a Northeastern dish." Jiang Lu replied seriously: "And the ingredient used is goose."

"So this is not the original goose stewed with iron root at all, is it?"

"It even turned out to be called goose stewed in an iron pot." Jiang Lu was completely disappointed.

"." Hen Lie was a little confused for a moment.

"All right."

Jiang Lu put down the knife, and there were already slices of goose meat on the chopping board.

He picked up a piece at random and held it up to the light. The piece of meat was actually illuminated crystal clear, and it was really as thin as a cicada's wings.

Jiang Lu let out a sigh of relief when he saw this.

"Then it's time to light the fire."

"I'll do it." Hen Lie was also surprised by Jiang Lu's knife skills, thinking that in order to help him please Mrs. Han, he actually showed such a trick to suppress the bottom of the box, but he had been standing by and doing nothing. I can't help but feel a little guilty and want to do something.

But Jiang Lu stopped him.

"This is the link where you can least help me."

"What do you mean?"

"Lighting up the fire is not the purpose." Jiang Lu said seriously: "The purpose is to heat the pot!"

"Of course I know, there is a pot here, right here"

"My xx is the best pot!"

"What did you say?" Henlie looked at him in shock, suspecting that he heard wrongly.

Jiang Lu told him with practical actions that he heard correctly.

"The so-called goose stewed with iron root, do you know what iron root is?"

Jiang Lu licked his lips.

Being able to get to this point is thanks to the God of Contracts.

If he hadn't burned the foundation of the evil god with the fire of hell that could melt angels, Jiang Lu would have known the potential of the human body.

Kyushu will miss this almost perfect dish!

"This means that precious stems are not afraid of fire!"

With a passionate cry, Jiang Lu directly placed the evil god's foundation on the stove that was burning with blazing fire.

"Ah? Ah! Damn it!!"

Henlie screamed, and the modeling changed from a three-dimensional painting style to a two-dimensional black and white painting style.

Hearing his scream, the chef and cook apprentices also looked over.

Suddenly, the kitchen fell into an eerie silence.

Except for the sound of hot oil cooking and the roar of flames, there was no sound at all.

The chef who was stir-frying the dishes forgot to stir-fry, and just for a moment, the smell of paste permeated the entire kitchen.

Some people even had hot fried food on their hands and faces, but they didn't notice it and allowed their skin to get blistered.

Finally, Jiang Lu, with a solemn look on his face, broke the silence: "Oops!"

Henlie thought that Jiang Lu couldn't bear it, and quickly wanted to save him, but he didn't expect that Jiang Lu's second sentence was: "The temperature is too low, it can't be burned."

"what?"

This time it was not just Henlie, but everyone in the kitchen made this sound in unison.

"Don't worry." Jiang Lu smoothed his hair, looking like he had everything under control.

"I still have plan B!"

"What coin?"

Jiang Lu took out the [Fire Angel Feather] with his backhand.

"I didn't expect that our first time fighting side by side would be like this. Hasmore, lend me your holy fire from heaven!" Boom!

The feather launched a golden whirlwind of flames, heading straight for the evil god's foundation.

The pure and extreme heat contained in it actually made the Jindan stage's Lielie change his expression, and subconsciously took two steps back in horror.

If you are caught by the flames, you will definitely be seriously injured! You might die!

But Jiang Lu trembled, his foundation seemed to be challenged, and like an unyielding god of war, he arrogantly raised his head higher.

【Fire Angel Feathers】

[Characteristics: ① Double the damage to evil things: ② The holy fire never goes out and can work in any environment]

[Attributes: 520% magic strength based on mental attributes, impenetrable, causing 2% of maximum health burning per second in addition to instant damage, damage can be critical, critical hit modified to 200%]

In terms of evil, there is nothing more evil than the foundation of the evil god.

Moreover, the holy fire never goes out and can always burn, which means that as long as the holy fire is applied, the evil god's foundation can always maintain heat and will not become cold.

The 2% of the maximum health burned is completely negligible under the influence of the healing BUFF.

Jiang Lu felt two shadows appear around him.

On the left is the gentle and dignified Ishina, and on the right is the lovable Hasmore.

This is the power of bonds!

With a faint smile on his lips, Jiang Lu put away the holy fire of heaven, then twisted a piece of goose meat and put it on the pot.

Oh!

The pieces of meat were burned to ashes in an instant.

Jiang Lu frowned.

"Well what's wrong?"

At this time, Hen Lie also recovered from the shock.

He didn't know that Jiang Lu was actually being burned by the holy fire of heaven. He could only be immune if its magic weapon recognized its owner, otherwise he would be even more shocked.

Seeing Jiang Lu put away the Holy Fire of Heaven, he tremblingly said: "Junior brother, what kind of magic weapon was that just now? Why is it so powerful?"

"Don't make any noise."

"Uh sorry."

"Hey, I have it!"

Jiang Lu took out the feather again, which scared Henlie and stepped back.

With a slight wave of his feathers, the attached holy fire found the entrance and entered the interior from the surface.

Jiang Lu put another piece of goose meat on it.

This time, the goose meat was not burned to ashes in an instant, but was grilled instantly until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, faster than boiling mutton.

"It's done!"

"Junior brother, this is"

"This is called internal combustion chicken!"

"what?"

"Stop it, get ready to serve."

There was a knock on the door of Tianzi Room 1.

"Come in." Mrs. Han said indifferently.

The door was pushed open, and Lie Lie, who had a complicated expression, pushed a dining cart covered with iron into the house.

"Mrs. Han's goose stewed with iron roots."

Mrs. Han stood up and walked to the dining car.

"Where is your junior brother?"

"Well, uh, he said it would be here in a moment, you just have to taste it first."

"I don't understand why he wants to prove himself to me by cooking."

Mrs. Han only spoke half of her words before she stopped abruptly.

Because just as Hen Lie lifted the iron cover, a golden beam of light shot up into the sky, shocking Mrs. Han to a point of confusion.

The Seventh Law of the World - Food that glows must be delicious!

The light dissipated, and only a copper pot with a tall luminous tube in the middle was radiating heat. On the side was a plate of thin meat slices covered with carved ice cubes.

Because the holy fire of heaven was too dazzling, Mrs. Han could not tell what the luminous object was, so she pointed at it and asked, "What is this?"

Thinking about what Jiang Lu told him, Hen Lie struggled to hold back and replied: "This is a tool for cooking ingredients. It is called an internal combustion chicken in the industry, and it is also called a divine light stick. The main principle is..."

"Okay, I'm not interested."

Mrs. Han became very cold again: "How to eat?"

Hen Lie picked up the chopsticks and gave a demonstration: "Put the cut goose meat on the Shenguang stick and blanch it for a few seconds, then take it off and eat it with the sauce."

"Sauce? Why is it white?"

"This is a unique secret recipe, called salad dressing."

"Sounds like something from the West."

Mrs. Han's face was expressionless: "There better be some mystery, otherwise you should be ready to find another sponsor."

While talking, Mrs. Han imitated the eating method of Lie Lie and stuffed a piece of blanched goose meat into her mouth.

In just a moment, an indescribable flavor exploded in her mouth.

"This is..."

She looked at the remaining half piece of goose meat on the chopsticks in disbelief, and showed a rare happy smile:

“The unique burnt flavor of charcoal fire is perfectly blended with the tenderness of the goose meat itself, and the dry aroma is rich. With the help of this salad dressing, the goose meat will be mouth-watering even if you swallow it. The light sweetness and umami flavor have a long aftertaste. It’s obviously roasted, but it’s not greasy at all. It makes me feel like I’m drinking a bowl of refreshing porridge, which is amazing!”

Although she didn't know why, Mrs. Han suddenly had the urge to burst into clothes, but fortunately she resisted.

That's not actually delicious

Hen Lie wanted to say this, but he still held back.

"But..." While marveling, Mrs. Han shook her head regretfully: "What I need is an excellent body for my pleasure, not a cook. No matter how delicious the food is, it goes against my original intention."

At this moment, Jiang Lu's voice sounded.

"The so-called cooking means putting everything on a plate, but something that anyone can create is worthless."

Jiang Lu poked his head out from under the dining car. Lying on the mezzanine, he smiled and said:

"I know that with my cultivation, no matter how hard I try, I still can't meet your expectations, so I can only take the wrong approach.

How could I not do my best to see your smile like that? "

"you"

Mrs. Han's eyes widened and she looked at the divine light stick belatedly:

"this is yours."

"Yes."

Jiang Lu took out the divine light rod from the bottom of the copper pot with a hole in it, and then climbed out of the mezzanine:

"Steel wire balls are completely child's play. What I'm showing you is my creativity and my perseverance that is far beyond ordinary people!"

"I feel your sincerity. This is indeed sincerity that I have never felt before." Mrs. Han was moved for a while, but she was also a little worried: "But... can you still use it?"

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Lu shook his head: "For my senior brother and to see your smile, I am willing to do it!"

"I'm not asking you if it can still be used."

"Then there will be no problem."

Jiang Lu put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "I am Naruto."

"what?"

Facing Mrs. Han's puzzled gaze, Jiang Lu turned back to Hen Lie and said, "Second senior brother, please go out for a while. I have to prove myself."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Henlie nodded, without doubting that he was there, turned around and walked out of the door, then closed the door.

Standing at the door, he could vaguely hear the conversation in the room.

"Mrs. Han, my senior brother told me that you are a major cultivator in the integration stage, right? Then you should be able to bear it, right?"

"Oh, it's hot!"

"Do your hands feel hot? Then don't worry, just wait for me to cool down a little."