Chapter 133: Before the feast (1)

Lingping put the beef in the slow grill and then checked the time.
"Come and see again in an hour..." He said, picking up the kitten Best who was sleeping next to the plastic basin and slowly walking down the stairs.
When he went down.
All drones have lost their monitoring of the rooftop.
Because of the invisible mist, it began to shroud this rooftop.
Dang, Situ He and Xia Ping in the monitoring room were still reluctant to remove themselves.
They still looked at the rooftop covered by the mist, and at the same time, in their heads, they were supplementing what was happening on the rooftop.
That must be a wonderful thing.
It must be something that ordinary people cannot imagine!
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Ten o'clock in the evening.
At the Imperial International Airport, a passenger plane landed slowly.
"Dear passenger, the passenger plane has arrived at the Royal International Airport... Your journey has been hard..."
"On behalf of all colleagues of Beizhou Airlines and all Beizhou people, I would like to thank the local brothers and sisters for their help!"
In the voice of the captain, Li Anan opened his eyes and pushed Chu Weiwei, who was sleeping next to him like a pig: "Stupid Weiwei, we are home!"
Chu opened his eyes slightly, looked around for a while, and then saw Li An'an's flawless pretty face.
"Captain, are we home?" she asked dazedly.
"Children!" The old man in the coat of the marshal walked from the front with a smile, "I'm home!"
"Supervisor!" Chu Weiwei saluted immediately.
Li Anan also quickly saluted: "The Governor!"
"Don't be so restrained..." the governor said with Yan Yueshen, "I am a bad old man during non-working hours!"
"That's right..." The governor looked at Li An'an and asked, "Does Captain Li plan to go home to visit relatives?"
"Report to the governor, his subordinates have booked the high-speed rail for tonight at 11 o'clock!" Li Anan reported immediately.
"Yes, yes!" The Governor said with a smile: "I don't know, Captain Li Huan welcomes me, a bad old man, to visit your house?"
"It's a great honor for my subordinates!" Li An'an said immediately. She lowered her head and thought for a long time before saying again: "It's just...not to hide from the governor, the subordinates have been deceiving the family..."
"Because of the fear of the relatives at home, my subordinates have always falsely claimed that they are working at the Institute of Ancient Culture of the Federal Empire..."
"For this reason I forged my identity..."
This is also the common experience of most members of the black guard.
This is not only to protect yourself, but also to reassure the family.
After all, on the bright side, the Black Guard is not an official institution of the Federal Empire.
They are special personnel fighting on the secret front and guarding the country.
"It's okay!" The Governor said with a smile: "I am a bad old man, it's okay to act as the vice president of the Institute of Ancient Culture!"
He took out a document like a trick: "Look, Captain Li, I am still the honorary chairman of the Ancient Culture Research Committee!"
"That..." Li Anan said with a blushing face: "Your subordinates are welcome!"
The governor smiled and nodded: "See you tomorrow..."
Inadvertently, the captain of the federal empire, the strongest human on the planet, swallowed a sip of water.
That is greedy!
On the tablet he held in his hand, there happened to be a screenshot of beef.
Colorful psychic energy, circulating in the snowflakes.
The crystals of salt, like gems, are as bright as stars.
This is a work of art!
It is also a priceless divine flesh, a supreme treasure medicine!
"I don't know, is this meat superior to Tang Seng meat?" Marshal Li Shouyi, the captain of the imperial black-clothed guard, special adviser to the royal family, and minister of life, couldn't help thinking.
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Lingping couldn't help yawning.
The TV in front is broadcasting the disaster situation in the Southeast Asian countries.
Floods spread in the Lanfang Republic.
The typhoon once again ravaged the Three Buddhas.
The coastal areas of the Cochin Kingdom were flooded by seawater.
"Poor!" Lingping sighed.
The good news is that the federal center has finally begun to dispatch large quantities of relief supplies, tents, and medical personnel to participate in disaster relief.
However, the proposal to mobilize the army to assist in disaster relief was still blocked at the cabinet meeting.
This is also no way!
The Federal Empire has long been very cautious in using its military to foreign countries.
Like the ancient emperors ascending to the throne, the Federal Empire used troops to foreign countries and was very proud.
It requires three applications from the applicant country, and then three rejections by the federal center.
In the end, there is really no way.
It is possible for the federal center to issue a statement,
I really don’t want to use the army. They have repeatedly asked for it. I have to agree to it out of justice and love.
Only then will the army be approved.
This is traditional art.
At least three hundred years of history!
However, this often results in slow response to many things.
Like this time, Lingping heard that the ambassadors of the Southeast Asian countries were about to cry at the cabinet meeting.
But the cabinet ministers are still unhurried.
Fortunately, this kind of sad news will soon be over.
A serious face appeared on TV.
He wore a standard teacher's costume, and he wore the "Federal Empire Education Medal" issued by the Imperial Family on his chest.
"On behalf of the Federal Reich Education Commission, I severely condemn the shameful act of celebrity fans invading campuses!"
"Students are the future of the country and the hope of the motherland!"
"Any behavior that harms and affects the normal order of the campus is trampling and hurting the labor and contributions of all educators in the Federal Empire for 300 years!!"
Lingping watched, suddenly laughed.
"There is a good show to watch!"
The members of the Education Committee are all famous teachers of the empire. They are the backbone of the national education department and well-known local figures.
They were all alarmed, and they could only say that the traffic was really getting cold.
So, he took out his mobile phone, opened the WeChat book, and saw the crying apology videos of the streamers on the hot search.
It seems that they really know how powerful and scared
"I knew this, why did it in the first place!" Ling Ping'an pouted, showing no sympathy for them.
As for Weishu, those fans who mourned with their idols, Lingping knows that they will soon find new traffic to follow.
After all, they are all manufactured in an assembly line, a product of a mold.
Changing an idol is as easy as changing a teacup for ordinary people.
"Go up and look at my meat!" Lingping turned off the TV and stood up. It was almost twelve o'clock now.
He pulled down the rolling shutter, and then looked at the kitten that was as sweet as a pig sleeping on the blanket.
"Little guy..." He smiled and turned off the light.
Then, holding the phone, walked upstairs.
Crunching, the old stairs wobbly.
Behind him, at the door of the bookstore, behind the kitten Best, the pyramid is reflected.
It is no longer a ghost, but an entity!
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Walking up to the third floor and pushing the door open, Lingping saw that the charcoal fire in the stove on the roof was slowly extinguishing.
He hurried forward, picked up a few pieces of apple wood, and added them.
Then he lifted the lid.
The beef in front of me has been spouted by roasted fat.
The surface has turned golden yellow, and it makes people drooling.
The entire rooftop is filled with a rich smell of meat.
Lingping took out the thermometer inserted into the meat and checked the internal temperature of the meat. It was already forty degrees.
He nodded and plugged the thermometer back in.
He needs the internal temperature of this piece of meat to reach about 70 degrees. In that case, this piece of meat is truly perfect!
As for now...
He temporarily took the piece of meat out of the stove and put it on the prepared tin foil on the chopping board.
Then I took a sprayer that I had prepared a long time ago and sprayed some adjusted perfume water.
The spice water sprayed on the hot beef skin, making a sizzling sound.
"Great!" This is the voice Lingping wants to hear!
He wrapped this piece of meat tightly, then put it back into the slow oven, and at the same time adjusted the heat insulation board for the slow roast.
Now, it begins to enter the most critical baking time.
This will continue for at least six hours until the internal temperature reaches the requirement!
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The high-speed rail ran smoothly in the night.
In the almost empty business class, the old man who just woke up looked at a few pictures on the tablet.
He swallowed.
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It's a piece of meat!
Golden beef, strips of colorful light, like the beautiful Saturn rings on the starry sky, surround the meat, making it look like a legendary Tang monk meat.
What's more deadly is that drops of shimmering gravy sticks to the surface of the meat.
In every drop of gravy, there seems to be a gem in it.
The old man stared blankly.
"I'm so hungry..." He said, then turned to a staff member at the door of the car and said, "Go make me a bucket of instant noodles!"
After seeing the piece of meat, the old man felt that all the delicacies in this world were no longer attractive.
It's almost the same as instant noodles.
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