Becoming the Villainess: I Reign Over the Cultivators’ Realm With My Wok!

  Chapter 85

Everything is ready, spread pizza sauce on two flatbreads, spread vanilla mayonnaise on two, sprinkle mozzarella cheese on each, Chen Muxue took out Tianxin crabapple fruit, took out a few halves, and put them on the pizza sauce spreader Those two above.

   Feiying's pupils shrank when he saw it, what kind of operation is this? Didn't Cen Lizhui tell her the preciousness and usefulness of this Tianxin Begonia?

   No, Chen Muxue is the head of the Qianding Sect. Although the Qianding Sect has fallen in recent years, they were mainly refining elixirs before, so they don't even know about it, right?

  Could it be, what's the mystery in this?

Cen Li was a little guilty of chasing himself, he wasn't sure if he could make something by doing this, but after so many days of observation, he had never seen Chen Muxue open a furnace to make alchemy, only saw her cooking There were some pills.

  The tomato sauce just now added so many herbs, so there should be... more or less something, right?

Chen Muxue didn't think too much about it, she just thought that the sour taste of crabapple fruit should go well with this pizza sauce, and it should have put small tomatoes, but she thought that Cen Lizhui's proposal was good, in case someone fell in love with Tianxin crabapple because of this day What? That's 10,000 taels, and there are not many Tianxin Begonias used on it.

   Chen Muxue put away the rest, and put them away for Xiao Hua later.

Gan Ding Clan is poor, her majestic sect master doesn't have a magic weapon to store things, but Xiao Hua can inexplicably put up all kinds of things every time, and can quickly take them out when she needs them. There is no risk outside.

   Uh, but why does Chen Muxue think that the bad guys always go looking for Xiao Hua?

  For the other two with vanilla mayonnaise, pour in the leftover egg whites from the mayonnaise, and put a few slices of sausage on the pizza sauce, and then they can be baked.

  The sausage here is the sweet and dry Cantonese style, which is more suitable. The Sichuan style spicy and tomato pizza sauce is not harmonious.

  Because there is no oven, Chen Muxue looked at the size of the stove, and she patted the iron pot: "Can it be made smaller?"

  The iron pot consciously shrunk to a suitable size very obediently, and the handle was thoughtfully removed so that it would be easier to put it in.

  Cen Lizhui couldn't help sighing that it was indeed a magic weapon, but it was the first time that Feiying outside the window discovered the excellence of this pot.

  Why does it look like an ordinary iron pot, but it is unexpectedly spiritual? Fei Ying squinted her eyes and looked carefully, but she still couldn't see anything special about the iron pot. The material was not rare, and there was not even a trace of spiritual energy flowing on the pot. How did it have spirituality?

   It is still a magic weapon, no wonder Miss Chen carries it around all day, he thought it was just a quirk of the chef!

  Put the whole iron pot into the stove to simulate an oven. Chen Muxue was not sure if it would work, but seeing the iron pot's self-confidence, she did it anyway.

It doesn't take long, it only takes five or six minutes. After the egg white is solidified, it can be taken out. After taking it out, add an egg yolk to decorate it. Considering the taste of the ancients, and eggs in this world cannot be sterile, Chen Muxue returned to the oven again. The yolks were toasted.

  Because Xiaohu used his spiritual power to output the fire, he didn't have to worry about the ashes of the furnace, and it could even isolate the ashes that had accumulated in the stove.

  After roasting, the aroma of wheat mixed with toppings wafted out. Everyone had never smelled such a fragrance, and they kept guessing what it would be like, as if there were invisible feathers tickling their hearts.

  (end of this chapter)