Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

"Yes, there is a cheat code."

Qin Yu did not deny it, and nodded with a smile.

"Stop joking around, what really happened?"

Seeing Qin Yu readily admit it, Lin Qingxue became disbelieving.

"I already told you I have a cheat code," Qin Yu said, shrugging helplessly with his hands shrugged.

These days, nobody believes you when you tell the truth.

Lin Qingxue's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, but she did not press the matter further.

Everyone has secrets, and since Qin Yu was unwilling to tell the truth, she naturally wouldn't press him for details.

"Qin Yu, you are really strong, abnormally strong."

Lin Qingxue looked at Qin Yu with a hint of admiration in her eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

"Hehe, I still have the most outrageous thing you haven't seen yet. I'll let you try it another day," Qin Yu chuckled.

Lin Qingxue was taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly realized something, her face flushed red, and she stomped her foot in anger, saying:

You! You scoundrel!

Watching Lin Qingxue leave indignantly, Qin Yu scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"I just wanted to let you try my special super spicy seasoning, how is that being a pervert?"

(Those who were just thinking dirty thoughts, please come stand here and face the wall 乁(˙w˙乁).)

"Women's hearts are truly unfathomable, like needles at the bottom of the sea."

Qin Yu shook his head, too lazy to think about it any further, and beckoned Liu Damao and the other man over to dissect the steel-toothed rat king together.

Soon, the group dissected the Steel-Toothed Rat King perfectly and removed its liver and flesh.

Qin Yu held a rat intestine that was over five meters long in his hand, grinned, and said:

"Next, I'll make you a dish called Nine-Turned Intestines!"

"Can rat intestines be used to make Nine-Turned Intestines?"

Liu Damao, another food critic, immediately raised questions.

"Of course." Qin Yu smiled confidently.

"Think about it, as the king of the entire rat pack, the Steel-Toothed Rat King must eat the finest food from nature every day."

"And what is the large intestine used for? It's used to absorb nutrients from food. All the essence of nature is concentrated here, so it must be incredibly delicious."

Liu Damao and Li Xiaoke were both stunned, and couldn't help but nod:

"You make a very good point."

The three of them then got busy, completely forgetting that there was still a farmer named Mark lying unconscious next to them.

At dusk, the moon was bright and the stars were few, with countless stars dotting the night sky.

Three men and one woman sat around a campfire with a barbecue grill on it. The fragrant rat skewers sizzled and glistened under the fire, making one's mouth water.

Just then, Qin Yu came out of the farm owner Mark's house carrying a large plate of braised pork intestines.

After all, this dish isn't like barbecue, so we'll have to use the farm owner Mark's kitchen.

Of course, Mark certainly wouldn't care about such a small matter.

"Here comes the Nine-Turned Intestine!"

With a joyful smile on his face, Qin Yu carried a large plate of braised pork intestines to the front of everyone.

Seeing the delicious-looking and fragrant braised pork intestines on the plate, the other three couldn't help but light up and swallow hard.

"smell good!"

Liu Damao couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"Old Qin, it's a real loss for New Oriental that they didn't hire you as a culinary instructor."

Qin Yu smiled and waved his hand:

"low profile."

Lin Qingxue picked up a piece with her chopsticks, brought it to her lips, and was about to put it in her mouth when her delicate brows furrowed slightly:

"Hmm? Why does it smell fishy?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu immediately smiled and explained:

“I removed most of the fishy smell from the intestines, but I left some in, because I felt that only in this way would you know that you were eating large intestines.”

"So that's it."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

Immediately, they all picked up a piece of braised pork intestine and put it in their mouths, chewing it carefully.

The moment it enters your mouth, the fragrant meat juices burst forth!

Um! ?

The three of them frowned immediately, realizing that things seemed to be more complicated than they appeared.

I must say, the texture is indeed quite delicate and bouncy.

But this taste... it feels... so similar to...

shit!?

Lin Qingxue immediately realized a bad possibility, her delicate body trembled violently, and she couldn't help but look up at Qin Yu, her voice trembling and hoarse as she asked:

"Qin Yu, don't tell me you didn't clean this large intestine properly?"

"How can it be,"

Qin Yu smiled and waved his hand: "I blanched it several times."

"Really?"

Lin Qingxue's brows remained furrowed, clearly still harboring some doubts.

The other two also stopped chewing and looked at Qin Yu with extremely unfriendly eyes.

Although they have never eaten excrement

But the taste was exactly the same as the shit they imagined!

"Hey, hey, hey, what's with that look on your faces? You don't really suspect I'm feeding you shit, do you?"

Qin Yu said indignantly, "Believe me, I really cleaned the large intestine thoroughly and blanched it several times!"

As he spoke, Qin Yu rushed back into Mark's kitchen and brought over the basin used for blanching.

"Look, this is the basin I use to blanch the vegetables!"

As they looked over, a pungent stench assaulted their nostrils, and the once clear water had turned into a murky brownish-yellow liquid.

Everyone quickly covered their noses, feeling as if they were about to gag.

But at the same time, I felt relieved.

Regardless, Qin Yu did indeed do a good job of cleaning them up.

It seems that the smell is just the natural stench of the large intestine, which Qin Yu simply couldn't suppress.

With that in mind, everyone happily resumed their eating.

As long as you don't mind the smell.

To be fair, the large intestine was cooked quite well.

"Qin Yu, why aren't you eating?"

Seeing that Qin Yu hadn't touched his chopsticks and was just looking down at his phone, Liu Damao couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I'm reviewing the recipe for Nine-Turned Intestines to see where things went wrong. It shouldn't smell this bad," Qin Yu said, shaking his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"Did you not put in enough ginger slices? Did you fail to suppress the fishy smell?" Lin Qingxue asked.

"No way, I put the whole piece of ginger in." Qin Yu stroked his chin, frowning as he pondered:

"Cut the intestines into sections, wash them with water, blanch them, then dry-fry them, add the prepared sauce, and finally add a bowl of the blanched water. Then reduce the sauce over high heat. No problem, I followed this recipe the whole time."

Upon hearing this, everyone trembled violently and stood frozen in place.

"What, what did you just say?! Throw the blanched water in and reduce the sauce over high heat?!"

"Yes, that's what it says on the recipe," Qin Yu replied matter-of-factly.

Liu Damao's voice trembled slightly: "Old Qin, don't tell me that the author of this Nine-Turned Intestines recipe is Yu Tao?"

Qin Yu was slightly taken aback: "How did you know?"

Everyone: Σ(°△°|)︴

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P.S.: Thank you all for your support, dear readers. I have no way to repay you, so I'll just make you a dish of Nine-Turned Intestines!