Looking around for a week, there were a lot of grills, but I didn’t see kitchen necessities such as stoves and pots.

"There are too many utensils missing, right?"

Jevrei Wen looked back at the arrogant four-armed demon in confusion.

"Chef Lei, don't worry, the five leaders have already found someone to customize the stone utensils you used before. Calculate the time, and it is probably almost time to get here."

As soon as the arrogant four-armed demon finished speaking, a group of demons carrying their hands on their shoulders quickly walked over.

When he looked closely, there were all kinds of bright metal utensils, especially the giant stove that ten people held together, which surprised Jevre Wen.

For the sake of stuttering, the five fat leaders really spent a lot of money.

"How do you put this thing?"

The porters carried the utensils, looked at the empty kitchen, and shouted impatiently at the arrogant four-armed demon.

The arrogant four-armed demon turned his head towards Jefrey. Wen, and his bright eyes were full of inquiries.

"You'd better arrange it, after all, you're an expert."

"Yeah, okay!"

Yevrei Wen was not polite, and directly greeted a large group of demonic porters carrying heavy loads, and arranged various metal vessels in an orderly manner.

The seven-hole metal stove is centered, and pots and pans are placed one by one in an orderly manner. Dozens of extraordinary kitchen knives are inserted directly on the silver knife holder, allowing Jefrey, who has never had a kitchen knife to solve the urgent problem.

Soon, the newly renovated kitchen appeared in front of the two demons.

Although it is still a big difference from the so-called central kitchen, it is at least much better than before when he was in the Guluo tribe.

Under the guidance of the arrogant four-armed demon, I tasted more than twenty kinds of seasonings in the corner one by one.

A satisfied smile suddenly filled Jevrevan's face.

Although there is still no compound seasonings for bean paste and oyster sauce, at least there is no shortage of basic natural seasonings.

Although the shapes are different and the appearance completely subverts imagination, the taste and fragrance are still relatively similar.

Onion, ginger, garlic, salt, citrus, lemon, chili... everything is available.

It has all kinds of sweet, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty. It has all kinds of flavors. For a fairly qualified cooking practitioner, it is enough to make a lot of tricks.

As for those Pixian bean paste, soy sauce and the like that take time to brew, take it slowly, maybe there may not be any replacements.

I picked up a few kitchen knives and tried it out slightly.

I found it was quite easy to use. It seemed that the observation ability of these five leaders was very terrifying, and I really put some effort into the delicious taste.

Out of professional habits, Jefrey Wen took all kinds of seasonings in original forms and quickly started processing them.

Carefully selected, crushed carefully, and packed carefully.

A series of dazzling actions made the arrogant four-armed demon secretly admire him.

Professionals are professionals, unlike the messy amateurs before, which is a different story!

"Chef Lei, please check it first and see what else to buy. I'll go and check the ingredients first. After so long, I haven't delivered it yet."

After saying that, the arrogant four-armed demon turned around and left.

"Sir, please be busy first, I'll take a look."

After a moment of turning, he glanced at the arrogant four-armed demon who quickly disappeared into the corner, and Jevrei. Wen checked one by one.

There are indeed quite a lot of kitchen knives, but they are still not professional enough. There are several bright metal pots, but they still lack some special pots for professional purposes.

As for steamers, ovens and other things, there is no sign of them at all.

It seems that even in Halls City, you can get a glimpse of the so-called carefully crafted kitchen utensils. The catering culture is still relatively simple and far from comparable to that of a big foodie country.

I don’t know what strange ingredients they were sent in a while. Anyway, during this period, various prey with strange shapes and strange appearances made Jefrey, who was used to the ingredients in his hometown, dumbfounded.

What are eight legs and six eyes, as big as a hill, as ugly as an evil ghost...

It is the hometown where even wild game is listed as a protected animal, and it is completely incomparable!

Just after checking the newly arrived kitchen utensils, Jefrey Wen had no time to think about what dishes to cook, the arrogant four-armed demon came over with a few demons carrying large metal frames.

"Chef Lei, look at the demon meat, it's all slaughtered on the spot, it's very fresh."

Jefrey Wen, who was also carrying a kitchen knife, stepped forward quickly, greeted him respectfully, and carefully observed the so-called demon meat, eggs, and powder similar to starch.

The white and jade-like demon flesh and a trace of yellow blood are flowing.

Press your finger slightly, and a small depression appears instantly, then quickly rebounds to return to its original state.

Waving his hand like a shadow, and using a knife like a illusion. A bright kitchen knife flashed and he cut off a few slices of white meat as thin as a cicada's wings.

Jefrey Wen carefully picked up a piece and sniffed it in front of his nose.

Fortunately, there is no other odor except for the obvious bloody smell.

Put it in your mouth, your tongue goes back and forth, your sharp teeth are carefully chewed, and a slight spicy taste is mixed in between, which immediately hits the mouth.

Spicy meat is really interesting.

Jefrey Wen raised his head and ordered the visitor to place several large frames of demonic flesh with a weight of no less than three thousand pounds next to several large buckets of water.

"Sir, when will the leaders start a meal? Do you still need to finish all the ingredients?"

"Well, you should be the five chiefs first. The other brothers are basically out for fun, and they are afraid they won't be able to come back for a while."

The arrogant four-armed demon thought about it and added another casual sentence.

"A few more copies, and I and several other followers are here too."

"No problem, sir, please go and do it first. I'm about an hour."

Jefrey, who already had the recipe, respectfully sent away the arrogant four-armed demon who was a little greedy, and became busy.

The sword shadow is like a fantasy, quickly picking bones, deliberately cutting off bone marrow, chopping large pieces of animal skin with two swords, then ignite the fire, and doing the first step of boiling the magic meat in water, making fragrant broth.

After the carefully prepared spice bag is also put into the soup pot cooked over high heat, the white and jade-like magic meat continues to be processed.

Looking at the flying sword shadow, it flashed like a stream of light, and in an instant, a large piece of demonic flesh turned into a large piece of palm with uniform thickness.

After a silent sword phantom, almost five hundred pounds of demonic flesh were neatly turned into pieces of meat.

Clean it quickly and clean it cleanly with a slight yellow body fluid.

Then he destroyed the unknown egg the size of a head, and the thick egg shell was also knocked open heavily. The black and white egg white and "egg yolk" made the eye-opening Jefrey. Wen couldn't close his mouth for a while.

This egg will not be a descendant of black and white impermanence.

Salt, chopped green onion, minced garlic, and an appropriate amount of chili powder mixed with milky white egg whites and poured them all into a large metal basin filled with scattered meat slices.

A large basin with a diameter of six feet.

Wash your hands, your eight fingers are like a net, and give you a counterclockwise massage to the slices of demon meat.

After the enjoyment was almost the same, the water and emulsion were already blended, I continued to process the most of the yellow fat.

The knife was flying, and it quickly cut into mahjong pieces, and still boiled animal fat as usual.

Why do you have to boil oil every time you cook? It's really a boring step.

Is there no finished animal oil supply in such a huge Halls City?

The arrogant four-armed demon once heard about this question, and thought with a complicated look, and answered with a certain answer: No!

Everyone eats a vegetable oil called numb numbing, but it has a slight strange smell.

As for cooking with animal oil, at least at his level, I don’t know it for the time being.

Jefrey, who had to do everything himself, was speechless about this matter. He didn't know how to use such fragrant oil. This demon's eating habits was really a waste!

Half an hour passed in a hurry.

The broth that was cleared from the frothy has already emitted a faint meaty aroma under the influence of spices.

As for the hot transparent grease, it has been prepared.

The other world version of boiled turtle demon meat has officially begun.

A wok with a diameter of more than three feet was put into an appropriate amount of broth, and the white slices of magic meat were as white as jade, with a layer of milky white glitter, and pieces were quickly placed in the rolling broth.

At the same time, another large wok next to it was stir-frying the chili and pepper on low heat.

The moment was not long, but after just fifty seconds, the evenly thick and thin pieces of magic meat were picked up one by one and placed in a giant metal bowl with a diameter of about two feet apart.

Pour in the broth that I had just clarified, and the seasonings were filled with a strong spicy and numb flavor, and a thick layer of the sliced ​​stewed meat was sprinkled.

The most exciting time for boiled dishes is coming.

A full spoonful of hot hot oil was suddenly poured over the seasoning, and then the white-white sausage flesh firmly locked.

Accompanied by the sizzling boiling sound, a spicy fragrance mixed with the rich meat fragrance instantly spreads in the kitchen and spreads rapidly.

Suddenly, in this scent of smell, Jefrey Wen felt his blood surge, and an inexplicable kuài     gǎn was passing through the blood quickly, and it felt like a racing boy, trembling like a trembling in Akime Mountain.

The blood was boiling and gushing, and the strange-looking face of Jefrey. Wen tightly controlled the strangeness in his heart, his expression calm, and looked at the arrogant four-armed demon who smelled the fragrance as if nothing had happened.

"It's so delicious, Chef Lei, your superb cooking skills have brought out my greed."
To be continued...