The five people calmed down their excitement and began to observe the earth-skinned beasts sent by the waiter. Anyway, the money was made, and 28 million yuan was worth buying a lot of technology and finished products. More than 30 years of hard work were not in vain...

The peeling beast is similar to an adult farmed carnivorous lamb, about 150 kilograms. Of course, there are also larger edible lambs, but that tastes bad.

One hundred and fifty kilograms are gross weight. How much meat can be produced after killing depends on how the peeled beast grows. In fact, it doesn’t matter what it looks like, because Gongsun Murong did not intend to kill it and cut it open, but to bake the whole piece to the extent that it can, without a single knife, without a single knife.

The waiter also came over. It was the one who recorded the gambling just now. He found that after the two of them left, the winning or losing was unstable, so he asked someone to take over him. He brought more than 20 trillion yuan, which was his credit. At least he could get a commission of one thousandth of a thousand, more than 200 billion yuan, and he would no longer be a waiter in this place in the future.

He came here to serve his "benefactors" for the last time. Without this man and a woman, he would not have a good income for his life, which would change his future life trajectory.

He brought people a lot of wine, including Etude Cornus, as well as some tableware and kitchen utensils.

"Look, what else do you need?" The waiter told the person to put things in place and asked Narasha. He knew that this woman was the best to speak. Although he thought that men were the ones who made the decision, the man looked a little cold.

"Water, a lot of clean water, and a pipe for draining sewage." Narasha looked at the things and said to the waiter.

"Okay, I'll send it to you right away." The waiter did not leave himself, and used a communicator to arrange others.

After a while, the sewage discharge equipment and the pipes for delivering clean water were brought.

Gongsun Murong took advantage of the fact that people here were not paying attention to it and took out several seasonings from the soul space, such as cinnamon, star anise, cinnamon, cloves, angelica, cumin, etc., to be precise, it is thirteen fragrances. However, there are more than thirteen kinds of them, but they are generally called this.

In addition to these seasonings, there were also a lot of rice wine, which he replaced by the kind of grain liquor in the barrel he had sent.

All the materials are ready.

When the five people saw what Gongsun Murong prepared, they understood what he was going to do. They helped them, held the earth-skinned beast, poured water on it, and put their hands on it, using internal force to help it accelerate its metabolism.

While filling it, it drains sewage from behind its body, and discharges all the things it has eaten in its body, and then starts to help it consume calories in its body. It uses internal force to disperse and discharge the areas where there is too much oil in the body. There is no way for too thin areas. You can't let it grow so much oil in a short period of time.

After these things are finished, clean its body. It has scales, and the gaps between the scales must be cleaned.

Finally, we began to powder the things found by the five people and the seasonings taken out by Gongsun Murong. Mix them with rice wine and feed them to the peeling beast. This is to force the irrigation, and internal force helps it quickly absorb these things and circulate them in the blood.

Narasha started to mix with the mud by herself, and found a kind of mud like yellow mud, and removed the things that should not exist inside, and used seasonings and water from rice wine. She also found many big leaves with special irritating smells, washed them and placed them there, waiting for the peeling beasts to be processed.

The waiter watched from the side. He had never seen this way of handling food. He could not see the internal force, but he could know that it must be a means to speed up the metabolism of the earth-skinned beast, so that his stomach would be clean. He also saw that the earth-skinned beast had obviously lost weight, but he didn't know how it was done without the use of instruments.

After the treatment was clean, the five people stuffed fish and fungi into the belly of the peeling beast. Gongsun Murong finally put his hand on the head of the peeling beast and directly shocked it to death.

Originally, if it was not allowed to die immediately, it would be roasted to death slowly after being wrapped in leaves and mud, it would taste better, but Gongsun Murong, who was full of blood, was unwilling to do that. This was different from killing people. Killing people would not be able to kill them. If you eat them, it would be another matter. It was too cruel and I couldn't overcome that hurdle in my heart.

The six people continued to busy wrapping the leaves on the ground-peeling beast, and finally made mud. When everything was done, a big mud appeared in front of the waiter.

The waiter opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but finally he held it back.

"Help us get a tool to drill the ground. Can you dig a hole underground?" Narasha looked at the semi-finished thing and said to the waiter.

"Yes, even if you can't, you must make it yes if you give me instructions." The waiter was very good at speaking, and asked someone to get tools. He dug a big hole according to Narasha's request and found a lot of firewood.

Then he watched these people put the firewood into the pit first, and when the fire was about to be destroyed, he threw the big mud ball in, then covered it with soil, and continued to light the firewood on the soil.

Looking at this situation, he already understood how several people planned to cook the peeling beast. The problem was that if they were done in this way, the meat of the peeling beast that was closest to the ground would still be roasted first, waiting for the bottom to be cooked, and the top might be burnt.

Gongsun Murong ordered the puzzled waiter: "Prepare some other food for us, we can roast it first. When Hathobwans comes, the peeling beast will be able to eat it."

The waiter helped arrange the food he brought back, whether it was free or paid, but he didn't care about Gongsun Murong and others asking for money, and he would not pay for it himself. He was the most worried treatment given by Gongsun Murong and Narasha who helped open the village to earn more than 20 trillion yuan in the black market.

The things sent are naturally made by five people. They are put on skewers, not large pieces of meat. They need to wait a while before they can be eaten. They are cut into small pieces and cooked quickly.

Narasha and Gongsun Murong watched them make and secretly used magic to change the heat level and part of the ground-skinned beasts buried underground.

They also know that it is not possible to roast a chicken like this. It is fine if you roast a chicken. The chicken is small and you can try to control the heat. Things that are too big must be hung up, otherwise the ingredients will be wasted.

The best way is to hang large animals in a kiln built with refractory bricks, and then heat them outside the kiln so that the temperature inside the kiln should be increased at the same time, rather than having uneven cold and heat, so that the baking will be fine.

But now we can't make it. Please, the two of us do it themselves, and they are even peeling the inside of the earth beast to heat it directly, shattering the difficult-to-chew places, separateing the bone marrow, and slightly breaking the scales.

All this was done when people outside couldn't see it. It was very concealed, but it worked well.

While waiting for Hathob Vance to come, skewers of food were grilled, some were meat and vegetables, some were only salt, and some were other seasonings.

The little wind blows, and the aroma of these foods drifts away. Everyone who smells the wind sniffs, thinking to themselves what it is? It smells so fragrant?

The waiter kept watching, swallowing his saliva. He wanted to eat, but he didn't dare to ask for it. The waiter had no right to take care of the guests' requests unless the guests were willing to give it to them.

Generally, there are very few people who are willing to give food to the waiter. They always feel that they have a high status and disdain to pay attention to the waiter. Occasionally, what they give is a kind of gift. In fact, the waiter really doesn't depend on whether the guests give food to the food. They all taste the same, and few of them are well-made.

It would be nice if you give money and other rewards.

But at this moment, the waiter was looking forward to it. He stood respectfully beside him, staring at the skewers of freshly grilled food. He didn't make a sound, and he didn't dare to look at a few people, for fear that they would get angry.

"Come on. Don't stand and watch. Everyone who helped me just now came over to give us some face and taste the food we roasted." Narasha had already felt the waiter's thoughts and greeted him with a smile.

Normally, the waiter should refuse, and then the other party showed unhappiness, so he could cooperate with the food. However, this time he was afraid that the party would ignore it when he refused, so he nodded quickly and called on the person who had sent the goods to come together.

When a skewer with cumin was taken down by him and chewed it with a piece of meat, the waiter suddenly closed his eyes and tried not to swallow it. Instead, let the meat chew more crumbly in his mouth. It was so fragrant. For a moment, he wanted to find some words to describe it, but found that he could not think of what to say at all.

The others who were greeted by him were also shocked. While waiting to continue eating, they admitted from the bottom of their heart that these people had the best ability to roast food.

They knew there were several seasonings they hadn't eaten. If this was because of seasonings, then the meat skewers that only added salt but not anything else were still delicious, which was not explained by seasonings.

‘Master, not only gambling is master, but also barbecue is amazing. The same meat, only salt is added, and the same roast is also roasted on the fire. Why does the taste and taste different?’

The waiter wondered, and he also found that the skewers grilled by different people also had subtle differences in taste, but they were all delicious, even the grilled vegetables were fragrant.

"This... this is really delicious, how to say it? It's just that it's different from what other people make, and then..." The waiter who felt that eating only without praise was not good, finally spoke, but couldn't organize his words.

Seeing his stupid mouth, Narasha helped and said, "Do you think it's fat but not greasy, thin but not tidy, tendon but not tough, rotten but not sticky, spicy but not spicy, salty but not choking?"

"Yes, yes, that's it, how did this be done?" The waiter slapped his thigh, feeling so comfortable, yes, that's how it should be described.

"Haha!" Narasha smiled and said to the waiter, "How did it be done? Simple. Take a lot of time every day to practice, start by looking at the meat, understand the piece of meat, and then practice how to change the knife, and then practice using the knife to slap the knife horizontally, not just chop it, then practice marinating, try it with various seasonings, and finally put it in a certain order of fat and thinness, and finally look at the heat. After practicing these, you can choose the meat, change the knife, code skewers, and grill it. It's simple?"

The waiter nodded and shook his head again. He admitted that these sound simple, but they need to be accumulated over time. The most important thing is to have a good master to teach you, otherwise you will have to explore it alone and practice until when will you practice?

He picked up another skewer and was about to eat it when he suddenly put down the skewers and stood up respectfully. Before he could speak first, a voice came first.

"I was lucky enough to have a barbecue meal nineteen years ago. I didn't expect that today nineteen years later, I actually caught up with it again. Well! There seems to be a lot more things in this taste."

"Hello Mr. Hathob Vance." The waiter then had time to greet him. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, and the update is faster!
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