You have activated the task of "Please people to be good, and turning back is the shore". This task requires you to successfully recruit a bandit village with more than 1,000 people, with no deadline requirements and unknown rewards.

Kitchen skills...

The word "kitchen" was meant by chef in ancient times. If you want to be more elegant, it is called cooking.

Oh my God, is it because the system felt sorry for me as a foodie that rewarded me with this technique?

So considerate!

Su Yuan looked full of joy. Just as he was about to speak, a drop of cold sweat suddenly fell on his forehead.

It's over.

Precursors of memory fragments indoctrination.

Su Yuan had a premonition that the headache this time was even more severe than the last time.

"Ah, it hurts so much!" Su Yuan thought he could hold it back, but he didn't expect that he fell to his knees on the ground in an instant.

"What's wrong with you, National Master?" Yang Peizhi hurriedly went to support him.

If something happened to Su Yuan under Yang Peizhi's care, Yang Peizhi would definitely not be able to escape the blame.

"Holy he is a fairy Banban!" Su Yuan swears, rolls his eyes, falls to the ground, and completely faints.

Before he fainted, he vaguely heard Yang Peizhi crying at his father and robbing his mother...

Songshan Academy wing room.

"Hiss, it still hurts a little." Su Yuan slowly woke up on a wooden bed as big as two people; but Su Yuan still felt that his head was still hurting as if he had been beaten.

It has to be said that instilling memory is too painful, and Su Yuan found that the degree of headaches every time was increasing exponentially.

Su Yuan had just instilled the fourth memory fragment, and his head hurt so much. If he had instilled it again, his head would probably have exploded.

No, the next task of recruiting bandits activated must be temporarily slowed down. It is easy to recruit a bandits, but it is difficult to endure the reward of memory fragments after the task is completed.

Knowledge is important, life is important?

Life is important.

"Thank God, you finally woke up." Yang Peiyi came in and saw Su Yuan awakening, and almost jumped three feet high. He said happily after the disaster: "You are so scary. Tell me, what do you want to have in the academy? Then how can I explain to Your Majesty?!"

Su Yuan ignored Yang Peizhi's words and asked, "How long have I been sleeping?"

"Yeah..." Yang Peizhi thought for a while and said, "It's been about two hours."

Two hours? That is four hours.

Fortunately, I haven't fainted for too long.

"Sir National Normal University, wait for me for a while and I will go to serve you porridge." Yang Peizhi heard this and hurried out.

Soon, Yang Peizhi brought back a bowl of porridge filled with white porcelain.

"Master Xiao Su, this was done by Mr. Yang himself." Yang Peizhi introduced.

What did that old man do?

Su Yuan slowly took the porridge over and glanced at it. The ingredients and cooking time of the porridge were all presented in his heart. He took a sip of the porridge water gently, frowned slightly and said, "The porridge is a bit old, and it will taste better if you add some cereal."

"Oatmeal?" Yang Peizhi asked in confusion.

Oh, yes, Su Yuan forgot that the Song Dynasty did not have the cereal.

Su Yuan coughed, drank most of the porridge, and changed the topic and said, "Where is Mr. Yang?"

"I'm here." As soon as Yang Shi came in, he stroked his beard and asked without a smile: "Master Xiao Su, you are a practitioner of Taoism, why do you still have dizziness?"

"This is a regular rejection symptom after the immortal descends to the mortal body. Immortals are not prone to descending to the mortal world for too long, otherwise they will have a headache." Su Yuan casually made up an excuse and said.

"Is there really a god?"

"As long as you believe, there will be."

"Believe it is like this?" Yang Shi seemed to know something, but he didn't say much, but changed his subject and said, "Master Xiao Su seems to have some opinions about the porridge I specially cooked for you just now."

Su Yuan waved his hand quickly and said, "I can naturally feel Mr. Yang's intentions."

"Don't panic, let's talk about the matter. Are you saying that my porridge has been cooked for too long?" Yang Shi asked indifferently.

"Yes. Su Yuan nodded and said, "I looked at the soup in the bowl, and the beige color can be guessed about the time you cook the porridge. In order to replenish my spirit, you specially added wolfberry, Codonopsis, and Poria codonopsis to the porridge.

But the rice you use is corn.

Milk is the valley of the kidneys. Cooking porridge and eating it to nourish the dantian, replenish the deficiency and deficiency of qi.

The time for the corn mastiff to cook is about two centimeters, which may be because of the addition of three kinds of medicinal materials to nourish the spirit today. In order to make the effect of the medicinal materials perfectly penetrate the porridge, you spent a little more time.

It just seems that you don’t control the time of the porridge after adding medicinal herbs, so it leads to Miao’s soup being more bitter.”

“…”

Yang Shi and Yang Peizhi were both stunned when they heard this.

"Are you sure you fainted just now?" Yang Shi asked inconscience.

After drinking half a bowl of porridge, you can easily know the time of cooking.

Yang Shi was convinced.

"Of course I fainted." Su Yuan said helplessly.

Guji---!

The stomach screams.

Su Yuan drank half a bowl of porridge and was hungry again.

"Old Yang, I don't care about the porridge, I want to eat meat." Su Yuan spread one hand and rubbed his stomach with the other hand.

"Then I will make some meat for you." Yang Shi said readily.

"Old Yang, you have made me a bowl of porridge. Logically, I should repay you, so let me cook this meal."

"I want to try your skills, but it's just your head?" Yang Shi asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, my head doesn't hurt anymore." Su Yuan rolled up his sleeves and said, "Where is the kitchen? Roll up his sleeves and hurry up, otherwise he will starve to death."

The kitchen of Songyang Academy.

"Master Xiao Su, do you also want to make chickens?" Yang Shi asked when he saw a plucked boy chicken on the table.

"Yes, what I'm doing is beggar chicken."

"Beggar chicken? This name is a bit unique." Yang Zhi felt a little curious.

"By the way, Master Su. When it comes to making chickens, I suddenly thought that you haven't told me how to improve my roast chicken technique?"

Su Yuan was not idle with his hands, and prepared various seasonings and said, "Old Yang, your roasted chicken is mainly due to its strong earthy smell, so just solve this problem.

Mr. Yang, have you tried grilling chicken with coal?"

"Coal? That's not something used to smel iron and porcelain. Can it be used to roast chicken?" Yang Shi asked with a tight brow.

"Coal grilled chicken is the right way." After Su Yuan cut the onion, ginger and garlic, he continued: "Old Yang, you fantasize about a picture.

Sitting in the forest, in front of us was a special fire barbecue grill filled with coal.

The chicken is divided into pieces by the knife, and then it is inserted into the rack with an iron stick. Then it is placed on it with a brush and then applied layers of lard and seasoning.

Listen, the meat sizzled under the catalysis of fire and oil, and the sauce penetrated into the chicken, making the aroma moving.

We picked up an iron stick wearing chicken wings and bite it gently

Tsk! It’s full of oily mouth and fragrant mouth!”
Chapter completed!