Passersby Through the Cannon Fodder of the End Times

"I have wine. Fried chicken is too monotonous. For barbecue, this is an apartment building and there is no small yard. I can’t let it go. Or, let’s shabu hot pot, what do we want to eat, what flavor do we want to eat, How about making some dipping sauce?"

Qi Ledan snapped his fingers and said in agreement, "Good idea. Just let us reunite after a long time. It's time to have a happy drink, the hot pot is the most delicious."

In fact, Ye Qingyu felt that the most delicious thing was barbecue. With the bright moon in the sky, the crackling bonfire, the grilled barbecue on the bonfire with Zrazira oil, holding a bottle of beer, facing a few stars on the sky, suitable for talking, suitable for chatting, suitable for talking back then.

But conditions do not permit, there is no open-air courtyard here. Second, the atmosphere of the hot pot is also good. The steaming heat warmed the hearts of the present.

After unifying his opinions, after taking the drinks, Ye Qingyu began to take out the ingredients, such as mutant antelope, mutant elk, mutant yak, mutant roe deer...Well, after taking out the mutant beast meat piece by piece, Qi Ledan could not recognize these fresh beasts. Ye Qingyu said the type of meat.

Qi Ledan exclaimed, until Ye Qingyu took out various unknown mutant vegetables, her eyes were still staring at the pile of mutant beast meat. The baby who likes fleshy.

In fact, there is really nothing in the kitchen that needs Qi Ledan's help. The mutant vegetables are all produced in the space, clean and pollution-free, and all kinds of mutant animal meat have been processed long ago. Ye Qingyu only needs to use his power to comb it and cut it into slices.

Ye Qingyu pointed the green power surge, combing the energy in the mutant beast meat. The energy points that are originally irregular and still beating are like the notes jumping after the pianist strokes the keys. One by one, the notes are connected into strands, and the strands are formed into strands. The notes are arranged in a gentle and regular arrangement, and become the most beautiful piece of music.

This approach was something Qi Ledan had never seen before, and Qi Ledan had some guesses about what Ye Qingyu was doing.

"Xiaoyu, is this?" subconsciously asked, Qi Ledan almost wanted to bite her tongue, she didn't want to ask, she didn't want to disturb Ye Qingyu doing the things in front of her, because Ye Qingyu's whole body was surrounded by a certain rhythm, which was unbearable Bother.

"Have you ever heard of the Lingnan Master?"

"Hiss!" Qi Ledan took a deep breath, "Xiaoyu, don't tell me, not only did you learn alchemy and talisman making, you are also a spiritual master!"

Spiritual master, Qi Ledan has never seen it, nor has he eaten food made by spiritual master, but as a citizen who has been popularized by various forces in the Great Xia Kingdom, how can he not know the existence of spiritual master.

Qi Le Dan's surprise was not because of the greatness of the spiritual master. Compared with the more famous Pill Talisman Array Spirit Four Arts, the spiritual master was really not well-known. Qi Ledan's surprise was because of Ye Qingyu's versatility. Her goddess actually practiced three skills at the same time. If you let Qi Le Dan know, Ye Qingyu has also studied the formation, practiced the sound skills, and will burn the spirit pattern jade, I don't know what she will be shocked into.

"Well, A Ye got the inheritance of this aspect, so I learned a little along with it. I dare not say anything else. The taste and taste must be several levels. The extra energy in the mutant meat can also be sorted out and absorbed gently. Definitely. You don’t need to stop your mouth, swallow your saliva and meditate to absorb it."

In fact, the ingredients that Ye Qingyu chose tonight are focused on taste. The extra energy contained in it will not overflow to the point where you need to practice meditation. Of course, these ingredients are excellent, plus the craftsmanship of the spiritual chef, Ye Qingyu has grasped. A degree, a degree that can absorb the foreign energy in the food independently, without the need for meditation.

If Ye Qingyu hadn't considered this degree, then thinking about the situation would be a bit happy. Two long-distance friends want to drink, eat, and chat, but they have to practice without a bite, which is a bit horrible. For this degree, the spirit fruit wine that Ye Qingyu took out was also the kind with a slight aura.

And Ye Qingyu could think of controlling this degree because of the concerns of Qi Ledan in the rest area of ​​the office lobby of the White Tiger Base.

"Okay, as long as I don't let me practice while swallowing. That would be too torturous."

At the beginning, Qi Ledan was still screaming at Ye Qingyu's abundant storage of ingredients, all kinds of unnamed mutant beast meat, and all kinds of mutant vegetables. Qi Ledan was lost in the fantasy of what this taste was and how delicious it was.

But I don't know since when, Qi Ledan didn't stare at the ingredients on the cutting board anymore, but was attracted by Ye Qingyu's gestures.

She didn't see Ye Qingyu's cooking and steaming cooking skills, but she saw Ye Qingyu's knife skills. There is no imaginary sword, light and sword shadow, only the calmness in the ordinary. For some reason, Qi Ledan thought of a comment: A real master does not need an outside show.

Those who need to show off have no confidence.

And Ye Qingyu, who carefully handled the ingredients, was extraordinarily beautiful, extraordinarily majestic, still radiating from the inside out, and there was a trace of returning to innocence that gave birth to it.

Ye Qingyu was watching Qi Ledan in a trance, and the slices were prepared and several dipping sauces were adjusted.

The soup base was prepared long ago. As a senior foodie who has worked hard to cultivate, Ye Qingyu often doesn’t have time to make the soup, and because of the ice crystal space and storage room where time is static, he prepares food every time. , The quantity is quite large, especially the various soups made.

The advantage of this is that you can eat whatever you want.

Ye Qingyu prepared a mandarin duck hot pot, with thick white bone soup tumbling on one side, and red, spicy little sheep on the other side.

"Sit down quickly, what kind of dipping sauce you like, choose what you like, and rinse yourself with what you like."

"I'm not polite to you, I will try this mutant roe deer meat first." Qi Ledan didn't even choose the dipping sauce, so he took the bowl and started to shake the meat.

Through the steaming heat, Ye Qingyu looked at Qi Ledan who had swallowed several mouthfuls of meat, feeling a little speechless. I had to pass the bowl to which I had added the dipping sauce to Qi Ledan, "Hey, it's more delicious with the dipping sauce."

"No need, the original flavor is the true color of the food." Qi Ledan still lowered his head and responded vaguely to Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu's mouth twitched. Isn't it even time to change a bowl? Seeing Qi Ledan eating happily, Ye Qingyu's appetite was also aroused, and she also cooked up the meat. I haven't eaten hot pot in a long time, and it is really delicious.

Ye Qingyu ate for a while, then stopped his chopsticks. Although she, like Qi Ledan, hadn't eaten properly recently, Ye Qingyu didn't eat less food at this level, and he wouldn't feel too delicious and unable to stop.