Heavenly Dao Fengshen System

Chapter 104 Cumin Roasted Chicken
"cumin?"

Ding Xie was stunned again when he heard the words.

He has been immersed in the way of barbecue for more than ten years, and he is superb in controlling the temperature of the fire. He occasionally seasons it to enhance the flavor, but he never knows what cumin is.

Not only Ding Jie, but all the people in the courtyard were stupefied. They all stopped their movements and looked at Su Che in unison.

"What is cumin?"

Ding Xie couldn't help asking.

"This is it!"

Su Che raised his right hand suddenly.

At some point, there was a crystal clear glass bottle in his hand, which was filled with brown powder.

As soon as he saw the glass bottle, Ding Jie's expression changed drastically.

"Water, water jade bottle?!"

You must know that in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, water jade was extremely rare, and even the royal family who ruled the world could hardly see it. Legend has it that it is something that gods can only have.

The others were also staring at the glass bottle intently, with a little blazing heat in their eyes, as if they were about to suffocate.

The contents contained in the water jade bottle are absolutely extraordinary!

Everyone immediately looked at Su Che with admiration.

"The so-called Taoism is natural, and roasting cumin shows that cumin is the top grade of barbecue seasoning!" Su Che looked at the sky, "Even the immortal chefs in Yaochi in the fairy world use this thing to season barbecue!"

Su Che flickered, always boundless.

However, during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the authority of the gods was the most important, but as long as rare things were related to gods, almost no one doubted them.

As Su Che expected, when he mentioned that cumin was originally the condiment of Yaochi fairy chef, the expressions on the faces of Ding Jie and others immediately became solemn.

If this cumin was a person, perhaps Ding Xie and his group would have started burning incense and praying and worshiping.

What's more, cumin is actually contained in a water jade bottle, which shows its rarity.

Ding Jie cautiously said: "Immortals also eat barbecue?"

"Of course!" Su Che nodded, "It's just that the gods eat roasted dragon meat!"

Ding Jie took it for granted.

How immortals exist, of course they don't eat mortal meat like chickens and dogs.

I just heard Su Che continue: "When the fairy chef in Yaochi roasts the dragon meat, whenever the dragon meat is roasted to half-cooked, he will shake some cumin on it. The Taishang Laojun heard about it and salivated!"

While speaking, Su Che gestured with intoxication, as if he really smelled the delicious barbecue.

With Su Che's speech level, his voice is full of emotion, very contagious, as if the plate of barbecue has been served in front of everyone, it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, golden in color, when he bites down, his mouth is full of oily juice, and the deliciousness of the barbecue lingers on the tip of his tongue.

Imagining the cumin roast meat on the street stall in his mind, Su Che couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Is it really so amazing?!"

But seeing Su Che's flamboyant expression, Ding Jie still had some doubts.

The most important thing is, if this cumin is really something from Yaochi Xianchu, how did Su Che get it.

Obviously, the seemingly innocent boy in front of him might be bragging.

Su Che observed his words, knowing that Ding Jie would not easily believe his words, so he blinked and said, "If you don't believe me, let's try!"

"Try! Must try!"

"Anyway, there's such a thing here, don't try it for nothing!"

"Let's roast a chicken!"

Everyone was stunned by Su Che's words, and immediately wiped their mouths to encourage Ding Jie.

Su Che also looked at Ding Jie with full expectation.

After coming to this world, he has never eaten cumin barbecue so far. Sometimes when he sleeps at night, he can meet the scene of eating teppanyaki with his friends in the previous life, and the whole pillow is soaked with saliva.

But now, Su Che spent three thousand merits to imagine this bottle of cumin. If he can't feast on his mouth, he will be ashamed of his three thousand merits.

"Master of the system, a bottle of cumin, three thousand merits, is it too expensive?"

"It's not expensive! Please think about it, the host. In this world, cumin is even rarer than innate treasures, but a bottle of cumin is only worth three thousand merits. It's definitely worth the money!"

"In this way, if I imagine an innate treasure, how much merit will I need?"

"The host does not have access right now!"

However, being able to imagine this bottle of cumin, Su Che already felt a little crazy.

In this world, not all foodies are chefs, but all chefs must be foodies.

For Ding Jie, this sentence is also useful.

After hesitating for a moment, Ding Jie finally couldn't resist the temptation, and immediately waved his hand when his ears were filled with the enticing voices of the crowd.

The iconic action indicates that Ding Xie is about to show his talents.

"I kill the chicken!"

"I pluck!"

"I light a fire!"

In the usual cooperation, everyone has already formed a tacit understanding, so it is unbelievably fast to get things done.

Ding Jie sat alone beside the fire, concentrating like an old monk in meditation, precisely controlling the heat of the roast chicken and the timing of turning it over.

A tempting aroma of grilled chicken curled up, like an orchid in an empty valley, lingering in everyone's noses, and never dissipated for a long time.

Seeing the continuous dripping of the golden oil, even Su Che couldn't help swallowing, let alone other people.

"Very well done!"

Ding Jie said suddenly.

Hearing this, Su Che immediately jumped up and cut a few slits on the grilled chicken with a knife, then carefully shook the cumin on it so that it could absorb the flavor.

Suddenly, an unheard-of aroma mixed with the aroma of roasted chicken, as if the Yin and Yang of Tai Chi were integrated, swept out in an instant, and rushed into the noses of everyone present.

Even though Ding Jie was calm and composed, his hands couldn't help trembling.

It smells so good!

Unprecedented fragrance!

Staring closely at the almost cooked roast chicken, Ding Jie felt an impulse in his heart.

——Snatch it here, and enjoy it alone!
You know, this is absolutely impossible to do before.

Ding Jie has been immersed in this way for more than ten years. No matter what kind of meat he roasts, he can achieve the extremely high state of "there is meat in the eyes but no meat in the heart", and he has never felt such a heartbeat.

How is this going?

Why can't I control myself more and more?
No, I really want to eat it, but I can't show it!

"Gollum!"

Ding Xie couldn't bear it any longer, and swallowed hard.

At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden roast chicken, and no sound was made, and the yard was as quiet as if a needle could be heard.

It was precisely because of this that Ding Xie's voice of swallowing saliva suddenly was surprisingly loud, and it was transmitted to everyone's ears very clearly.

The people present were all shocked.

A look of disbelief enveloped everyone's faces.

This was the first time since Ding Jie entered Wucheng Palace, he swallowed his saliva while grilling meat.

And swallow so fucking loudly!

“The chicken is already cooked!”

At this moment, Ding Jie turned his head and said to Su Che.

"Then you can..."

Before Su Che finished speaking, Ding Xie suddenly jumped up with the roast chicken and rushed into the kitchen.

Keeping a distance of several feet from the crowd, Ding Jie reached out and tore off a piece of chicken breast that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, put it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed slowly.

As soon as the chicken was in his mouth, Ding Xie froze in place.

thump!
For some reason, Ding Jie suddenly knelt down on the ground, holding the roast chicken in both hands, and lifted it up as if worshiping a god.

"too delicious!"

A catharsis-like voice suddenly sounded in the backyard kitchen of Prince Wucheng's mansion.

Everyone was shocked.

The courtyard was silent, and the slight sound of the wind blowing leaves could still be heard.

Suddenly, everyone rushed towards Ding Jie.

"The chicken leg is mine!"

"No one should grab my chicken wings!"

"Leave me the chicken ass!"

But in an instant, the roast chicken in Ding Jie's hand was divided up.

A fat man took half a step slower, but he saw other people sitting apart, eating roast chicken with relish, but he didn't even grab the chicken butt.

In desperation, he caught a glimpse of Ding Jie's palm stained with roasted chicken oil, so he pounced on it and licked it carefully.

Fuck, is that an exaggeration? !

Like that fat man, Su Che didn't grab half a lump of roast chicken.

After a long time, Ding Jie seemed to come back to his senses, pushed away the fat man who was licking his palm frantically, stood up abruptly, patted Su Che on the shoulder, and said, "Let's roast another one!"

"What's so delicious about roast chicken!" Su Che said angrily, "Beggar chicken is the best chicken in the world!"

"Beggar Chicken?"

Ding Jie had never heard of it.

It never occurred to him that there are other ways to cook an ordinary chicken besides roasting it.

"Go digging with me, and I'll teach you how to make beggar chicken!"

(End of this chapter)