Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The best thing is the oil-splashed bean curd, right?

I used to feel that the oil-splashed bean curd tastes good.

But at this time, I saw this dish made by Zhao Ke.

Delicate and charming, it makes people feel novel, and the exquisite shape makes people reluctant to start, for fear of destroying the beauty of this dish.

But the scent that kept wafting along with it made Da Geng ghost again, like a faucet turned on under the tongue, drooling uncontrollably.

"It's no wonder that human skin ghosts want to jump into the fire pit. If it were me, I would jump too. It's really a comparison between people and goods!"

At this moment, he was fighting Genggui, and he already had a little belief in his heart. The bet between Human Skin Ghost and Zhao Ke, he felt that he would have no face to live on, and it would be better to go to the underworld and reincarnate as soon as possible.

"Serve!"

Naturally, it wasn't just Da Genggui who was attracted by this dish. Wang Mazi stared at this dish, and the taste was more stimulating than the other little ghosts.

Impatiently, he urged Da Genggui to serve the food.

Seeing that his own king has spoken, of course the ghost will not miss this opportunity to please.

Carefully carrying the bowl, it went to Wang Mazi's table.

"Oh, it's still very hot, please slow down, my lord."

After putting the bowl on the table, Da Genggui rubbed his fingers with both hands and put them on his earlobes, as if the temperature would cool down a little faster.

But Wang Mazi couldn't care less, picked up a piece of petal-shaped meat with his chopsticks.

I saw that the meat slices were crystal clear, and each thin slice seemed to be transparent.

Put it in your mouth and "click!" The soft meat has that crispy skin on it.

In the mouth, the taste is extremely smooth.

Especially the spicy taste made Wang Mazi feel indescribably comfortable all over his body.

"good to eat!"

Wang Mazi swallowed it in one gulp, his dark pupils gleamed brightly, and he looked at Zhao Ke.

I suddenly decided in my heart that no matter what, I should transform this little monk into my servant and cook for myself for the rest of my life.

As for his flesh and blood... Such good ingredients, of course, must be handed over to him for proper cooking.

Just when Wang Mazi was thinking.

On Zhao Ke's side, one dish after another began to be served to the tables of those wandering souls below.

Most of these wandering spirits are actually dead villagers in this village.

Even most of the wandering souls were killed by Mrs. Wang.

Since she was not allowed to be reincarnated, Mrs. Wang naturally didn't want to be alone and imprison the ghosts of these villagers around Yizhuang.

They are not allowed to reincarnate.

After a long time, the souls of these villagers became demented.

It's just that this dish now surprisingly makes these wandering souls look a little more angry.

This point, I am afraid that Zhao Ke did not expect it.

As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people, and spiciness is the most important taste.

The strong stimulation, like a blockbuster, exploded on the taste of these wandering souls, this is a taste they have not tasted for a long time.

In addition, food itself has a power that can affect people's emotions.

This is why, the ancients used sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty to express the taste of life.

Of course, these were not what Zhao Ke considered, because he had never thought about these wandering souls at all.

I saw Zhao Ke standing in front of the stove and getting busy.

At this time, the ghost came over and stared at Zhao Ke cooking.

The United States calls its name and monitors Zhao Ke.

But looking at Zhao Ke cooking, he looked a little crazy.

I saw Zhao Ke picked up the clothes of the bodyguard at the side, wiped off the water stains on his hands, and picked up the kitchen knife.

When the slender fingers hold the kitchen knife, it seems that there is a powerful magic power, which makes the kitchen knife come alive and become full of vitality.

And the rhythmic sound of "bang bang bang bang~" on the chopping board seems to be playing a unique movement.

Even if it's fighting Genggui, I'm a little confused.

At this time, Zhao Ke's second dish was already on the plate.

It is still an amazing idea, tastes like a mouthful, and is delicious to dance on the tip of the tongue.

"By the way, what is that human head?"

Taking advantage of the idle time of cooking, Zhao Ke asked the ghost while thinking about it.

Da Genggui focused on watching Zhao Ke cook, and thought that Zhao Ke would become one of them in the future.

There was no defense against Zhao Ke in my heart.

"Hmph, little monk, that is the ancestor of our great king. All the abilities of the king are obtained from the ancestor. Although it is just a head, it is an existence that we all want to admire!"

When Zhao Ke heard this, he probably understood something in his heart.

I'm afraid it wasn't this human head that carried a force of its own. For some reason, it affected Mrs. Wang and greatly increased her strength.

Of course, this is just a simple guess in Zhao Ke's mind.Whether this is the case, Zhao Ke is not clear.

Glancing in Wang Mazi's direction, Zhao Ke narrowed his eyes, picked up the plate in his hand, and stepped forward.

This dish is a big meal he carefully prepared for Mrs. Wang.

Zhao Ke showed a smile in his heart.

He stepped forward and said, "The little monk here has specially made a delicacy for the king, and I invite the king to taste it!"

"tasty!"