After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Wow, look at this meat, there are dots of fat on it, just like snowflakes?" In the crematorium No. 7, Wang Tiezhu picked up a piece of beef, his eyes full of surprise.

"Rong Country Snowflake Cattle!" Qin He nodded and praised, "This cattle is extraordinary."

"That rat demon is really picky." Wang Tiezhu took a bite with chili pepper, his eyes full of stars.

The more you eat spicy food, the more addictive it becomes. The pepper fields are growing well this year, so we are in for a treat.

And this beef, I thought he was just going to cut some meat, but he ended up carrying back a whole leg with a big hind leg attached to it.

It’s so rich.

Stir-fried beef with chili peppers, grilled beef on an iron plate, beef buns, and a big pot of beef bone soup, served with plum wine, dry sauce, and side dishes.

It’s fresh and fragrant, not to mention very moisturizing.

Especially the special iron plate. When the thinly sliced ​​beef is dipped in oil, salt and spices and put on it, it will immediately start to smoke.

After a few breaths, you can pick it up and eat it.

If you still feel unsatisfied, you can flatten the chili peppers and stick them on top and roast them to make them delicious.

Three groups of diners, Qin He, Wang Tiezhu and Shui Mink, sat around and enjoyed a delicious meal.

"This pepper is quite long." Qin He picked up a pepper, which was wrinkled and half a foot long, and a bit ugly. It must be said that there are so many varieties of peppers in this batch.

"Grandpa, this is chili pepper." Wang Tiezhu introduced.

Qin He was stunned and asked solemnly, "Is string pepper a chili pepper?"

"Well... of course." Wang Tiezhu paused, wondering how could he ask such an idiotic question.

"That's what I said." Qin He nodded.

"Moo~"

While eating, I heard Lamborghini's excited shouting outside.

One man and two beasts were eaten together.

"Master, the cow is back."

Wang Tiezhu said hurriedly, raising the beef slices in his hand. The meaning was self-evident. What should I do with this meat later?

"You decide." Qin He simply became a hands-off boss.

Wang Tiezhu's mouth twitched suddenly, thinking to himself that it was you who brought this meat back, you can't just ignore it.

The Lamborghini doesn't dare to mess with you, but it dares to fight me. That stupid bull is stubborn to no end.

But Qin He had spoken, and no matter how big Wang Tiezhu's objection was, he had no choice but to carry it out.

"Master, look who I caught~" Soon, Lamborghini excitedly pushed the door open and entered the room, kicking the Rat Fairy into the crematorium with one hoof.

The Rat Immortal was already fat and rolled to Wang Tiezhu's feet with one hoof. He turned around with stars in his eyes before he fixed his eyes on Wang Tiezhu, Qin He and others.

At this moment, it was injured and exhausted, with its legs trembling and shaking.

But it didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stood up and knelt, saying to Qin He: "I am Hui Miqiu from the Beiyuan Immortal Clan, and I am honored to meet you, sir."

Although he felt that he was about to die, the Rat Immortal still tried his best to stay rational.

The Great Immortal Qingniu lives in seclusion very deeply. If you call him that directly, you might be violating a taboo.

Simply calling him "Sir" is the safest way.

It has to be said that the Rat Immortal was able to stand out from the billions of rats and cultivate into a human body, and his IQ must have undergone a mutation.

If it calls Qinhe Qingniu the Great Immortal as soon as they meet, it will definitely be dead.

Even Wang Tiezhu and Lamborghini were not sure about this secret.

If Qin He didn't tell them, they wouldn't be stupid enough to ask.

"Gray Rice Hill?"

Qin He took a sip of plum wine and said with a half-smile, "So, is your nickname Mickey Mouse?"

"Little one..." The Rat Immortal's face froze, and he instinctively shook his head.

But a flash of lightning flashed in its mind and it reacted extremely quickly, immediately thinking that this was an opportunity to flatter.

Otherwise, how can it be called a mutation of intelligence? It just took advantage of the situation and shook its head and nodded: "Yes, yes, it is true that one of my tribe nicknamed me Mickey Mouse. The official has a divine eye that can see through everything."

Judging from what it said, even if Qin He finds fault with it and accuses it of lying, it can deny it.

Because it said that "there are fellow tribesmen" who gave it the nickname, but who these fellow tribesmen are and how many there are is a matter of great detail and cannot be verified.

This is called watertight.

Qin He looked at the Rat Immortal in surprise. This rat was quite arrogant at first, but then he cut off one of its tails.

Now it is the only one left among the five great immortals, and it has learned its lesson.

Mickey Mouse?

And Donald Duck.

"Are you the Rat Fairy?" Wang Tiezhu realized it belatedly and asked in surprise.

"It's me, your humble servant. Nice to meet you, sir." The Rat Immortal knelt down and turned to Wang Tiezhu.

Wang Tiezhu didn't know it, but it knew Wang Tiezhu, a guy who loved to grow peppers and was the unknown little lapdog of the Green Ox Immortal.

This monster must not be offended, otherwise life and death will be decided in one word.

"You are the only one left among the five great immortals, and you have the nerve to live." Wang Tiezhu suddenly became a little uneasy.

This stupid ox went out for a trip and actually brought back such a prisoner, exceeding the mission.

At this time, there was a cart parked outside, and on it was obviously the body of the Wolf King.

"Unjustly, I didn't go along with them... I can swear to heaven." The Rat Immortal hurriedly distanced himself from the matter, saying, "They all look down on me and don't want to bother with me at all."

"Okay, okay, stop talking. Change back to your original form and kneel down." Wang Tiezhu was not interested in paying attention to him. He pointed to the corner and thought to himself that if the meat was still not enough later, he would use you as a snack.

The Rat Immortal has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. Although his talent is weak, his Taoism is there, and there will definitely be many benefits if he eats it.

The Rat Fairy didn't dare to say anything more. He quickly turned back into a big rat and lay down beside her, not daring to breathe.

"Master, at that time, this old fellow was whispering with the Wolf King about something. I rushed over and fought them for three hundred rounds, and finally took them both down."

At this time, Lamborghini took over the conversation with a proud look on his face, and deliberately glanced at Wang Tiezhu, making the latter roll his eyes in anger.

"Fight for three hundred rounds?" Qin He instinctively looked at the wolf corpse outside.

The corpse was still soft, proving that he had not been dead for long, so the distance was not far, but... there was no sound of fierce fighting, but there was a thunder that was a little fierce.

"Yes, a battle of three hundred rounds." The calf exaggerated and made up stories, making the shocking collision sound like a world-destroying battle, dividing it into two chapters, and talking so much that his saliva was flying.

Qin He's face was half speechless and half surprised, but it didn't disturb his interest. It was normal for him to be proud of himself for exceeding the target for his first mission.

After this cow transforms into a human, it won't have to do anything else. It can just run a bookstall and compete with storyteller Liu Kuaizui for his job.

That’s great. I can learn a skill without any instruction.

But Wang Tiezhu was not so giving. He rolled his eyes so hard that he almost had cramps.

This idiot, doesn't he even think before he brags about himself?

Yue Wumu fought against Jin Wushu, but he changed his name and dared to show off in front of me.

The villain...oh no, it's the Maverick who got too successful and lost himself.

After Niu finished bragging, he and Wang Tiezhu moved the giant wolf carcass to the stove and lit the fire. Only then did Lamborghini notice the delicious food on the table. He came forward and asked curiously, "Master, what kind of meat are you roasting? It smells so good."

"This is mutton." Wang Tiezhu said without blinking.

"Mutton?" Lamborghini sniffed, a hint of suspicion gradually rising on his face. "Why doesn't it look like lamb to me? The taste isn't right either."

"You... have you ever eaten mutton?" Wang Tiezhu stuttered.

"No, but I've seen lamb, and lamb isn't so lean." The suspicion in Lamborghini's eyes became more and more obvious.

"Hehe, I'm just kidding. This is camel meat, marbled camel meat from the Western Regions. Look at this meat, it's dotted with fat, doesn't it look like snowflakes?" Wang Tiezhu remained calm.

Lamborghini blinked his eyes, and the suspicion in his eyes slowly faded away. He asked, "Is it really camel meat?"

The Dali Dynasty was on the decline and communication with the Western Regions was cut off. Camels were very rare, Lamborghinis were rarely seen, and this kind of meat with snowflake patterns was something that no one had ever even heard of.

"Absolutely true!"

"As fellow hoofed people, you wouldn't mind this, would you?"

"It's a bit disgusting."

"Are you going to eat or not?"

"eat!"

Lamborghini nodded seriously. It was a species from the Western Regions, so why hesitate?

Mainly because it smells so good when roasted.

In the corner, the Rat Immortal who witnessed this scene almost fell out of his eyes.

This bastard really speaks without thinking.

Although there was no corpse, the Rat Immortal could tell from the smell that this was not camel meat at all, but the cow that he had bitten to death at the cattle market last night to get the bezoar.

This cow has mutated, and its meat quality is also extraordinary. It has bezoar as big as a fist in its body.

Each of them has their own thoughts.

It's right to be careful with your words.