Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

I feel a very greasy taste on the tip of the tongue.

Can't help opening his eyes, but after seeing the scene in front of him clearly.

Wu Ya's eyes widened suddenly, and she screamed, "God, are you crazy?"

I saw Zhao Ke rushing into a room without knowing when.

The evil ghost was called out by Zhao Ke, with two palms outstretched, one holding a large iron pot.

Fill the wok with pale yellow oil.

He lit the furniture under the pot that was smashed by Zhao Ke, and black smoke billowed. She Yuan grabbed the black smoke and turned it into a black ball, which was thrown into the postal album by Zhao Ke.

As the fire rose, the oil in the two large pots began to boil.

"What to do! Of course it's cooking!"

Then I saw Zhao Ke stretched out his hand, and the white skirt was rolled up in mid-air. Zhao Ke was wearing the neat kitchen skirt. He took out a colander in his left hand and a steel basin in his right hand.

Fortunately, at Qianmiao Village, I specially bought a lot of pots, pans and pans in order to practice Sheyuan Hands, and it was enough to make do with it.

"No?? Cooking? You, you, you..."

He has always claimed to be an elegant gentleman, and Wu Ya still thinks that his temper is not bad, but seeing Zhao Ke, Wu Ya is really going crazy.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he absolutely couldn't bear it. Turning himself into a delicacy for those bugs was the greatest insult to his blood.

"Also, don't you have no oil??"

Seeing the oil in the pot that had started to bubble, Wu Ya couldn't help asking.

"As a competent cook, extracting oil is the basic skill."

After Zhao Ke said this, he threw two corpses out of the postal album, but the corpses had become dry and stir-fried, feeling like squeezed bean dregs, and Zhao Ke casually threw them aside in a corner.

As soon as Zhao Ke said this, there was a muffled noise outside the door, and dense black insects came in through the crack of the door.

"coming!"

Seeing these bugs, Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, a strange smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to grab them.

Zhao Ke grabbed a large handful of black worms and threw them directly into the frying pan.

"Zizzizi..."

The oil pan was boiling, those black worms went in, and Zhao Ke fished them out and put them in another pan for second frying.

At the same time as the bombing resumed, Zhao Ke urged the source hand again to catch a new round of bugs into the pot.

After waiting for a while for the worms after the second re-explosion, when they were fished out, the shells of these worms were fried into golden yellow.

Sprinkle the seasoning, Zhao Ke shook it lightly, and saw that while the worms were tumbling, a special fragrance had begun to permeate gradually with the tumbling.

"Hmph! So-so!"

Wu Ya, who was lying on Zhao Ke's back, curled her lips. Although she still couldn't accept it, at least the appearance at this time didn't make him sick as before.

A pot of worms came out of the pot and was wrapped in a layer of batter by Zhao Ke.

Let the ghost footwear lift up a foot, hang a small pot on the toe, and start to stir fry.

Catching insects, frying, re-frying, marinating, and stir-frying.

The dizzying operation made Wu Ya's eyesight not enough to see behind Zhao Ke.

"Woo~ I still recognize your cooking skills, it's the ingredients..."

Wu Ya watched Zhao Ke's operation, and as the aroma of the stir-fry began to come out, she couldn't help swallowing and spitting out, and the golden worms in the stir-fry became more and more fragrant.

The layer of batter covering the exterior began to fluff up, making the appearance of the bug no longer so hideous, but rather dull and cute.

"No matter how delicious it is, I won't be shaken... Well, maybe!" Wu Ya tried not to look at it.

It's just that burst of fragrance always makes Wu Ya can't help but turn his head sideways.

On a white dinner plate, a pinch of lost incense is sprinkled on the bottom of the plate.

The pink fruit puree was put on the dinner plate by Zhao Ke, and he wiped it with the back of a spoon. It seemed that under a meteor-shaped pink trail, three golden beetles were placed on the dinner plate.

The honest and cute appearance, paired with Zhao Ke's specially designed presentation, is refreshing.

"En! It looks...not...not bad."

Wu Ya reminded herself all the time, as a proud vampire, he should be reserved and reject this secular temptation.

It's just saying no, but the body is still very honest.

Wu Ya didn't know how many mouthfuls of saliva he swallowed.

Seeing the oil stains on the edge of the dinner plate gently wiped off, a perfect dish touched Wu Ya's heart deeply.

Compared with those French dishes, this dish is simply a classic among the classics. The emerald green scent and pink fruit puree perfectly set off the simplicity and cuteness of the golden beetle.

Wu Ya suddenly felt that the so-called three-star Michelin meals he had in Paris before were simply rubbish.

I saw Zhao Ke picked up the plate in his hand, bent slightly, and said: "Your cooking today, three cicadas and green leaves, taste it clearly."

Zhao Ke's sudden humble attitude immediately made Wu Ya feel much happier. He nodded, and suddenly felt that although Zhao Ke was a hateful person, he forced himself to sign an unfair treaty.

But sometimes, it's good.

Besides, looking at the fragrant golden cicadas on the plate, Wu Ya really had an appetite, and thought: "Well, it's good to challenge yourself once in a while."

However, just when Wu Ya was ready to let go of her figure and taste it without any difficulty.

I saw a silver box jumping up from the ground, the box opened, revealing a bloody mouth, and opened its mouth: "Mine!!"

Chapter 270 True Dog Food

The Butcher Box opened his mouth to lick it, and directly swallowed the plate into his mouth.

Tasting the taste in his mouth carefully, he saw the butcher box licking his mouth. Although the smell of three or two insects was delicious, for a toad, it was simply stuffed between his teeth.

Those toad-like eyes stared straight at Zhao Ke: "Hungry!"

"The boxes are all fine??"

Seeing the silver box that suddenly popped out halfway, Wu Ya couldn't help screaming.