Chapter 546: I definitely won't eat rat meat (second!)

"It turns out that Master Evan is preparing for intermediate magic. He didn't mean to watch the show. And he even mastered the intermediate magic? It's really amazing!" Eva looked at Evan's eyes and re-emerged, the previous Disappointment swept away and looked at McGonagall: "That is, why do you an outsider slap on the people of our servant mercenary group, how could Master Evan be the kind of person you said!"
McGonagall looked at Eva, the woman was hopeless, and she was sold and happy.
"Well, this is the case, continue on the road, we have to arrive in the foggy valley before noon." Xiwei stood in the middle, watching Eva's eyes seriously: "Eva, just Mr. McGonagall Saved you, you should know how to be a good person. This is the basic character of a mercenary. It is also the code that our team of mercenaries has been pursuing. I hope you can remember."
"I..." Eva looked at Xavier's gaze, opened his mouth, and finally bowed his head.
Evan took a look at Xavier and also turned directly to the carriage. He looked at McGonagall with a glimpse of his eyes. He also closed his eyes and stopped speaking.
Other mercenaries have also got on the carriage, and they have not commented on this unpleasant episode.
"Meggie brother, do you want me to help you get this suede? This is good at me." Sam stepped forward and looked at McGonagall and smiled.
"I don't bother Sam's brother, as a chef, this, I am also very good at it." McGonagall shook his head with a smile, looking at Xavier's share, too lazy to continue the mouth, the scum male niece hurt each other and What is the relationship between him, he pulled out the sharp knife that had to be sharp at the waist, and the tip of the knife went up in Zijin, and a good suede was quickly smashed by him, and there was no blood on the fur. There is no excess flesh and blood.
The golden fur is soft and smooth, and there is no hand at all. A bright purple color extends from the middle to the tail, spreading toward both sides, with a metallic bright luster.
The price of ordinary purple gold mink in the market is about 500 gold coins, and the price of such a perfect variant purple gold mink is at least one thousand gold coins, and even higher.
McGonagall is also very short of money. The restaurant has to earn hundreds of thousands of copper coins a day, which is naturally not polite for such an unexpected windfall.
"It's amazing, it's cleaner than I am, and it's okay to sell it directly. It's definitely a good price." Sam looked at the suede in the hands of Meg, and took the water bag to rinse the Meg. Hand and knife.
"Thank you." McGonagall climbed the carriage with the suede and the purple gilt, and re-held Amy in the corner, and the carriage continued along the road.
Eva glanced at the purple-golden cockroach that had pulled the skin and blood, and subconsciously took the leg back. There was a bit of fear and worry in the eyes. If this guy forced her to eat this terrible big mouse, what should she do? Okay.
"Meg Brother, you brought this purple gilt, are you ready to eat it at noon today?" Dennis asked curiously.
"There is this plan, but just a lady said that if the ugly duckling can catch the mouse, it will be eaten raw, so I have to ask the lady's thoughts before we can decide whether we have a good fortune. Can eat, after all, how to say she is the first to book." Meg smiled and looked at Eva, smile and kindness like the next door to ask you whether you want to eat fruit uncle: "Are you right, Miss Eva?"
But this smile is in the eyes of Eva, but it looks like a devil's smile. The purple-blooded look of the skin makes her want to vomit. Even if she does, she doesn't want to touch it, let alone eat it directly. Now she finally regrets that she just said that.
"I don't want, I don't want to eat this terrible thing." Eva shook her head, her face paled and refused.
"Sister Ping Ping, you are so disappointed that you can't count, how can I talk about it? I want to know if this big mouse is delicious." Amy looked at Eva with disappointment in her ugly duckling.
Eva's face turned red, but compared to eating raw purple enamel, losing a face is nothing, so I still insisted on shaking my head.
"In this way, we have a good mouth at noon today." McGonagall said with a smile, looking at the fleshy purple enamel, there are also some expectations.
In the past life, he had eaten the roast bamboo rat. The delicious taste of the fragrant incense made him still remember deeply. The meat quality of this purple gilt is obviously better than the numerous bamboo rats. If it is baked, the taste should be good.
With countless exercises in the kitchen trials, and for the control of the fire and seasoning, McGonagall can now confidently bake different meats, although not necessarily as good as roast beef skewers, but should It won't be too bad.

I’m still the first time I’ve heard about roasting purple gilt, but we have ten people. I’m afraid that it’s not enough to eat. I’m going to have a few prey on the road. What do you need?
Dennis looked McGonagall said with a smile.
"If you can, it's best to be beef." McGonagall thought.
"Is it normal for a bison?" Sam asked.
"Yes." McGonagall nodded.
"That's easy, there is a wild cattle ridge on the way to the foggy valley. The most is the bison. I will give you a head when I get there." Sam smiled.
"There is work." Meg's eyes lit up, and the greatest advantage of being with experienced hunters was that he knew what prey was there.
The ugly duckling squatted in Amy's arms for a while, and climbed to the purple gold mink and rolled over. It seemed that she liked the suede, or was showing off her spoils.
When passing a mountain, Sam stopped the carriage and took Dennis into the forest. It wasn't long before Dennis squatted out of the bush with a black bull bib with four legs. The bison squinted with a pair of horrified eyes. On the back of Dennis, I didn’t dare to move.
"Head of the team, not far from the front is the foggy valley, or we have to eat lunch and then go." Dennis dropped the buffalo to the ground, watching Xavier said.
"Also." Xavier glanced at the big buffalo, and it took a lot of time to deal with the cow.
"There is a mountain spring in front, just deal with the cow over there." Meg got up and looked around, pointing to a mountain spring not far from the road. A small stream slowly flowed from the side of the road. There is a large pool of water in the spring, and the clear mountain springs reflect the blue sky.
"Okay." Dennis's one-handed mention of the buffalo heading in the direction of the mountain spring.
The carriage also sailed forward and stopped at the spring.
"Meggie brother, do we need to help you kill this cow?" Dennis slammed the buffalo trying to struggle and climbed up, watching Meg smiled.
"No, if you can, help me get some dry wood, just leave it to me." McGonagall shook his head, jumped out of the carriage and walked toward the buffalo, holding a buffalo horn that swayed his head. The slaughtering knife that was held in the right hand was wiped off the buffalo's neck, and the blood was sprayed out. He looked up at Evan sitting in the carriage.
Evan also just looked at McGonagall. The eyes of the two men met in midair. He felt that his heart seemed to have been stagnant for three seconds. In his eyes, he felt the killing. He only died of a cow, but let him Inexplicable has produced a trace of fear
"Eva, don't you get off?" Xavier jumped out of the carriage and looked at Eva sitting in the corner.
"I am eating dry food at noon today. I will definitely not eat rat meat, and I will not eat the food that the guy made." Eva shook her head and decided.