Chapter 1548: Even if it is Bailier, there are things that cannot be done

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"Because of this, Master Raphael, ask me to cook the barbecue." The next day, I saluted the only Raphael who could save myself in the water.
Yesterday I said yes, I want to correct Amber from the wrong knowledge of the leg hair fairy, and teach it myself, but when I come back, I carefully ponder.
No, I don’t know anything. How to teach?
To say that the only thing I can take out is the barbecue and stew, but these two, as long as you are a person with common sense, basically try one or two times, you can make it, and you can’t really take it out.
At this moment, how much I want Hanslick to possess, of course, that white hair and fiery red explosive hamburger head are eliminated.
In desperation, I had to continue to ask Raphael for help. Didn't Akara say that she didn't understand, and encountered difficulties, should I consult with her? You see how obedient I am.
"What's the reason? I didn't understand why you would say this suddenly." For my sudden move, Raphael, who was quitting from the table and preparing to take a nap, was very troubled by a glass of water.
"All in all, I suddenly decided to go on the road to the kitchen god." I was awe-inspiring compared to a superman pose.
"If you want to learn cooking, go out and turn right and keep walking."
"Oh, yes, thank you teacher."
I turned around subconsciously, and found that something was wrong when I walked to the door.
"Wait, that direction is my home."
Walk straight out of Raphael's tent. Less than ten meters to the right is the tent that Linya and I set up. If my memory is correct.
Raphael: "..."
Sorry, Akara, she wiped a tear in her heart silently.
Although I once said confidently in my reply, I can reverse the direction of Xiao Wu, but now it seems that this is an impossible task.
Because, in front of me is a super Luci who can't even tell his family on the left or right.
"So, at least I have to give me a reason to stop arguing about the idea of ​​being a chef." Raphael tilted Erlang unconsciously. Just like the comfortable lady, she narrowed her eyes.
"Actually..." I lowered my head deeply and gritted my teeth. It seems that this can only be said.
"Actually, I'm hungry------!!!"
A long echo of the word "ah" is in the air. Endlessly.
"Little Wu..." Raphael looked at me seriously.
"Is it often said that, in fact... are you a fool?"
"Yeah, why would you know Lord Rafael?" I scratched my head in embarrassment.
Little ghost. Princess Sanwu, the maid of Huang Duanzi, the little fox, the little King Arthur, and the little girl Beya, these are all a bitch. Already used to it.
"No... nothing, okay. What do you want to learn." Raphael sighed, as if to give up something, although I don't know what she gave up, but ignore this kind of thing, anyway, the purpose is already Reached.
"I just said that it is a barbecue." I was refreshed.
"You can learn such things as barbecue by looking for Xiao Linya."
"Linya is learning from Granny Allen, how can she bother her?"
"I'm also busy with official business, now it's a little free time that is hard to squeeze out."
"No way, both sides can't avoid disturbing you. It's better to disturb Linya than to disturb Linya. It's so cruel in this world." I looked at the direction outside the window as if to see through the truth of the world and be booed.
"You're honest." Raphael jumped over from the chair as soon as his eyes rose, and a fist was pressed towards the top of my head, constantly spinning.
"Overwhelming...I am the person...the biggest advantage is...honest..." There is an electric drill fist on the top of my head. I grinned in pain and finished speaking with difficulty.
"Okay, really, obviously it's time for rest, why should I use it to teach Little Wu?" Raphael nagged dissatisfiedly, but his face was full of smiles. What, obviously, was also in it, right? What is the conspiracy?
I followed carefully, right on the grass outside the tent.
"First of all, Xiao Wu, you bake one first, let me see what needs to be improved."
"It's okay." Without saying a word, I set the fire, prepare a piece of raw meat, wash it and dry it, wipe the salt up, get the sword on the string, and stretch it over the fire to roast.
After half an hour, a hot barbecue was ready.
"You try it, the taste is very ordinary." I passed the sword attentively.
Raphael, who took the sword handle, looked at the barbecue grilled on the sword indifferently. After a few seconds, he suddenly flicked to the side of the road. Just a few dirt dogs passed by, and the barbecue was still flying in the air. The relative bite down and walked away.
"My barbecue!!!"
Looking at this scene in disbelief, I knelt and fell to the ground. Although it was a very ordinary barbecue, it was too much.
"This...is it Xiao Xiao Wu's ten years of experience?"
"No, to be precise, it should be the result of the first two years." Watching the group of wild dogs running away, I stood up in frustration, patted my clothes, and returned.
"After that, every time I practiced Velas, I almost prepared enough dry food for me."
"It turned out to be spoiled by my little wife, that's better. If you can only make this kind of thing after ten years of training, then little Wu is too pitiful." With that said, Raphael couldn't help it. Use your imagination and watch me show pity.
Hey, hello, no such harm, I secretly rolled my eyes, but now I have to beg for others, and I can only bear it.
"So. Where can we improve?"
"I don't need improvement.?" Raphael smiled Yanyan, then added.
"Start from scratch."
I:"……"
"First of all. The raw meat should be washed carefully. The best way is to draw some cross-knife flowers. This way, not only can the blood in the meat be washed away, but when the material is added, the flavor will be added."
"Oh, that's what it is."
"The next is the key marinade, you can't just apply salt, do you have no other seasonings? Forget it, you remember the recipe written above. Then, if time permits, finally let it marinate for a while. "
"To understanding!"
"The final roasted part should be turned evenly. Don't be too anxious. Always pay attention to the maturity of the meat, control the heat, and then the biggest secret of deliciousness... 锵锵锵. My special honey, just brush it gently ..."
"Scent...the smell has come out, and my stomach is getting more and more hungry, Master Raphael, can I eat it?"
"Wait, if you want to be more delicious. If it's not too much trouble, this requires another secret practice."
Raphael said. Mysteriously brought a bucket of water and plunged the clean and delicate little hands into the water. The wave of magic flashed slightly, and ice floes had condensed on the water.
Looking at this bucket of ice water, my eyes widened. Is this the legendary chef's secret?
Two hours later...
"That's right, that's it. Put some knives on it and cross them."
In the attic of the hotel where the legged fairy robbed, a scene very similar to a few hours ago was staged, except that the roles were changed to me and Beansha.
This is also considered a buy-and-sell now. Looking at the recipe notes Rafael Sai gave me, and then looking at the special honey from her, my confidence has swelled infinitely.
Huh, from now on, please call me Wu Fan, the of barbecue!
"That's it... pickle for a while, and then..." I repeated what Raphael had said, and Biansha was serious, as if going to a pilgrimage, I could only do my best I've been teaching.
"Finally, it's honey that changes the taste!"
"Honey?" Beansha didn't seem to know what honey was.
"Yes." I showed the golden honey in the jar to Beansha.
"It seems very sweet." Beansha leaned forward, her nose constantly shaking, and she looked very naive and cute.
"You can eat it directly."
"Really?"
"Try it."
"Then I'm welcome." Beansha stretched out her finger, carefully sticking it a little in her mouth, stunned, and suddenly the whole person fell into an intoxicated state, just like someone and starfish.
"Brother Brother, this honey is delicious, delicious, delicious!"
Beiansha expressed her excitement with three delicious dishes, staring at the golden sticky body inside the jar with twinkling eyes, and it looked like a greedy bear, which made people smile.
"It's okay to eat a little more, but you can't eat it out, otherwise you can't do it."
I gently touched her supple black hair and smiled, thinking in my heart. Isn't it more practical to get a few jars of honey for her than to teach Bei Ansha how to cook barbecue?
"Bansha special barbecue, complete!" After completing all the steps step by step, Biansha raised the barbecue on the sword.
No, no, that’s not your special... No, it should be special.
Seeing the dark mass on the sword, I fell silent.
Strange, it should be done according to Raphael's method, it shouldn't be like this, it should be golden yellow, evenly micro-focused skin, fragrant and fragrant, bite a bit, the outer crispy and tender, the fat is not fat It’s so greasy, and it’s just three points. How come it becomes such a black charcoal head?
I fell into deep contemplation and always felt something was wrong, as if something was missing.
"Brother...taste...huh...not bad." I was thinking here, but the greedy beiansha had already gnawed at that piece of black charcoal.
"How is it good?" I asked.
"The subtlety is good." Beansha's smile is not pure and brilliant.
I:"……"
Completely failed ah bastard, my OTZ kneeled to the ground, puzzled, why?
"Come again!" I refused.
"But brother, honey is gone." Beiansha reluctantly hugged the empty honey jar, and a small fragrant tongue quickly swiped across her wet lips, licking the golden corner of her mouth.
"How could it be over, there are obviously half a can. Obviously enough to do more than ten times." I widened my eyes and grabbed the can. I wish I could dive my head in to see if all the inexplicably missing honey was hiding.
Eventually, putting down the jar, I stared at Beansha speechlessly.
"Eh hey" Beansha blinked her dark eyes and smiled innocently at me.
"Brother, next time...Can you bring more honey..."
I:"……"
That evening...
In the extremely contrasting space of the sunny green forest forest garden world and the frozen dark world, Bellil in the form of butterfly loli stretched out her delicate little hand, and there was an extra piece of paper on her palm.
"It seems to be secret information sent by Xiao Ah."
"Oh. Azmodan is a fool, could it really make her hear useful information."
The ground rumbling trembling, the tall demon Andalier stepped over step by step, with a little anticipation in his eyes.
"Just look at it and you'll find out."
anyway. Can Azmodan write? At the moment when the note was opened. Such uneasy thoughts flashed at the same time in the hearts of the two demons.
As a result, the two demon kings suddenly dizzy when they opened it.
Unsurprisingly, all the patterns on it.
The first pattern is a honey jar. Surrounded by the little men of Azmodan and Saya, they stared at the honey pot with a star-studded attitude.
The second pattern is a barbecue grill, sitting next to Azmodan and the back of another male.
The third pattern is a bonfire, a broken pot on the bonfire, this time around three people with bowls to eat, Azmodan one. There is also an old man, a male.
The last pattern. It is a spice jar. This spice jar is placed in the center of a circle, and it seems to tell a very important thing.
If this is the case, perhaps with Beller’s wisdom, some clues can be seen.
But it is a pity that Azmodan does not say writing, even the paintings are of the kindergarten graffiti level, such as the bee jar, the crooked lines, it looks more like the human heart.
So, even if they are as clever as Bailier, they misunderstood. Did they think that Xiao A really had already slaughtered humanity and said goodbye to the devil?
But think about it, there was no commotion from the camp, and it was confused.
"Sister Bellir, can you...understand?" Andalil stared at the patterns, and finally pressed his forehead hard, into a serious confusion.
"Sorry, Xiao An'er, even me, there is something I can't do." Belial sighed.
"Azmodan (Little Ah) is really a fool."
"Little Ah... I'm hungry..."
In another dark frozen world, the devil Saya, who was sleeping on the ice bed, seemed to vaguely hear some vague dialogues, and the two groups of hair shaped like cat ears shivered, murmured dreams.
The next day...
"Sir Raphael, ask me to make a stew today." I opened the tent and slammed into it while talking.
I saw the cup in Raphael's hand shook slightly, turned around and laughed brilliantly.
"Little Wu... do you think I'm free?"
"Now...it seems to be this way." I pointed at her, drinking tea leisurely.
"Rare rest." Raphael pointed to the paper on the table.
"That's really rare. I was met, fate." I exclaimed.
"In other words... don't plan to give up?" The exquisite porcelain cups playing with the same exquisite jade fingers have a beautiful and dazzling feeling.
"Okay, no way, I will teach you a special stew soup today."
then……
"Biansha, today I will teach you a special stew."
A few hours later, I stood in front of Beansha with my head high, showing the style of a generation of brothers.
What about the old man Gallon? Forget it, don't worry about him, it probably went to where the corner was growing again.
Because I had seen his enthusiasm for research, I saw no wonder, and turned to beanza.
This time...it exploded.
"It's so strange, why is it like this?"
I sat down cross-legged, letting the pot fly vigorously in the explosion, and buckling it on my head, thinking about it in confusion.
Obviously, it was copied perfectly step by step according to Raphael's practice. Why can it be turned into a delicious pot of stew in Raphael's hands, but in the hands of me and Beansha, it turned into an explosive?
Can't figure it out, this world is so strange.
No way, they will go out to practice with Sa Qili tomorrow. It seems that this teaching task can only be put on hold for the time being, and I will talk about it later.
After thinking about it, I still listed the perfect steps on the paper, and then left enough materials, including honey, to tell Beansha to go out for a while, and to practice well when not in.
"Brother, goodbye, come back soon."
At the window of the attic, Beiansha held the honey jar in her arms with one hand, and reached into the jar with the other hand. After sticking the honey in one hand, after licking it clean, I waved away.
Has KUMA been completed because of honey?
I reluctantly smiled, turned around, and continued to beckon as I stepped back, until my vision was blocked.
That night, Belil and Andalil received a letter from Azmodan.
"What's this, could it be that the Alliance's plan to conspire against us?" Andalil glanced at the stationery again.
The above is a mysterious text that looks like earthworms. It lists the complete steps of roasting meat and stew soup. The text above is definitely not from her handwriting. Secondly, the words above...the words above are really ugly, is it deliberately written so awkwardly?
If you think about it this way, you can't help Andariel continue to think deeply, and regard it as some kind of secret code of the alliance.
"I don't know, I really don't know, don't ask me."
Belial whined and hugged his head, curling his petite body onto the core of the flower, and then more than ten petals gently combined to shield everything from the outside world.
Even if it is Bailier, there are things that cannot be done...
Thank you [I feel so good] for the reward of the sauce, thank you for your support.
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