Xuanhuan: I'm really not the big villain

Shabu-shabu is a disaster that is often used for cooking meat in the tribe. Because of the need to burn firewood, Jiang Yonglie decided to hold the banquet in the open space outside Poussin's yurt. A group of people sat on both sides and peeked at him busy in the middle. The actions here attracted a large number of ordinary tribesmen to watch.

Everyone was curious about what the Angel Messenger was going to do.

The elder priest didn't support Jiang Yonglie's actions, but he didn't object either. Instead, he chatted elegantly with Hong Chen who was sitting close to him. He mainly wanted to know how Jiang Yonglie killed the leader of the demon scorpion. By the way, it was the first time he had heard of the name leader of the demon scorpion. People in the tribe used to call it a demon.

Except for the group destroying talisman, Hongchen Yaya didn't hide it, but replaced the group destroying talisman with Jiang Yonglie's other magical powers, without elaborating.

The old priest had lived for so long and naturally understood the meaning of the other party very quickly, so he stopped asking, but he was even more curious about Jiang Yonglie's mystery in his heart.

Here, when Jiang Yonglie took out all the condiments from his bosom, the people of the Tianshen Tribe were astonished, and they were as curious as Hongchen Yaya was, wondering what the envoy's bosom couldn't hold!

In particular, they have never heard of those condiments, or have heard of them but never seen them, so they find them rare.

Jiang Yonglie began to add an appropriate amount of water to the shabu-shabu, adding green onions, ginger, garlic, star anise, salt, pepper, and a small amount of lamb bones, etc. All of the above were enough for Jiang Yonglie to bring.

Chop the garlic into minced garlic, fry the chili powder into chili oil, add salt, pepper, chopped green onion and minced ginger to make a seasoning, and then pack it in small bowls and send it to everyone's table.

Poussin was stunned, but he didn't understand that the food mixed with so many tricks can still be eaten?

After hearing this, Jiang Yonglie smiled and said nothing, "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient, the main event is yet to come."

At this time, the people who prepared the ingredients also came back. Several big men carried fresh lamb legs and placed them in front of Jiang Yonglie, and behind them were several women who had just picked and washed wild vegetables.

Jiang Yonglie looked at it, but he didn't recognize it, but one of them looked similar to fennel, and the taste was similar, so he chopped this wild vegetable and divided it into each small bowl, and asked everyone to mix it by themselves.

"What kind of mushroom is this?" Can it be eaten?It looks so red and scary.

Looking at one of the fungi, he asked curiously.

"Master Messenger, this is a unique long-lived fungus in our tribe. You only need to pull off the outer layer of skin to eat it."

One of the women picked up a piece of long-lived fungus and demonstrated it herself.

After Jiang Yonglie confirmed that he could eat it, he said, "All right, clean up all these long-lived bacteria and put them into this pot."

And he picked up a dagger and began to peel the mutton. His hands were clean and neat, and he cut a whole leg of lamb into thin slices in a short while.

At this time, the shabu-shabu has turned into a pot of thick soup, the boiling water is gurgling, and the fragrant hot air wafts away, causing everyone to sniff.

Foodie Yue Qingqing couldn't help sighing: "It smells so good!"

Can it not be fragrant, especially after the condiments such as onion, ginger, garlic and pepper remove the smell of sheep.

Jiang Yonglie also asked some small wooden sticks to be cut into long chopsticks to hold the mutton.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Yonglie picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and put it in the pot for about ten seconds.

Pick it up and look at the color of the meat, nodding it should be cooked.

Finally, put it in a small bowl and dip it in the sauce. The bright red color made him subconsciously swallow his saliva, put it in his mouth, and chew it carefully while closing his eyes to enjoy the stimulation of the taste buds in his mouth. It melts in his mouth!

Well, the taste is not bad!
Poussin stared at him and followed him subconsciously swallowing his saliva. After he finished eating, he couldn't wait to ask: "Master Messenger, how does it taste?"

Jiang Yonglie smiled and said nothing.

Picked up a piece of mutton again, put it into the pot and rinsed it, then put it into the small bowl in front of Poussin, demonstrated it once, and motioned him to taste it himself.

Poussin was already hungry and thirsty, imitating Jiang Yonglie to use chopsticks to pick up the mutton dipped in sauce and put it into his mouth
After a long time, Poussin was finally willing to swallow the mutton in his mouth, and he directly gave a thumbs up and praised: "Miaomiao, it is delicious in color and fragrance, it is the best in the world!"

After Jiang Yonglie gave the ritual old man and the world of mortals another elegant wash, the sitting people couldn't help getting up and came to the front of the catastrophe, and imitated Jiang Yonglie's movements clumsily and began to wash!

Immediately afterwards, one after another, Miaomiao was endless.

Among them, garlic, pepper and chili oil have the most intense flavors, but it is precisely in this way that the mutton smell can be completely eliminated, and it complements the stimulation of the taste buds.

Foodie Yue Qingqing murmured even more furiously: "It's delicious, it's so delicious, it's even better than mutton skewers."

Jiang Yonglie smiled and said: "Eat more if it tastes good, take your time, no one else"

Just about to say that no one will snatch it from you, but he was quickly slapped in the face, and those people who were qualified to serve the table from the Celestial Tribe ate up his sliced ​​mutton like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Jiang Yonglie was embarrassed, okay, just pretend that I didn't say anything.

The old priest couldn't bear to see the greedy clansmen outside. After a few mouthfuls, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Yonglie hesitantly.

Then he pulled Lapsang and said in a low voice: "Leader, it's important. Let's talk to the messenger first if we can give us the demon's magic pill, so as to commemorate the souls of our tribe who have been killed by demons for hundreds of years."

"Master Sacrifice, do you think that the Messenger will give us the magic pill for nothing?"

The old priest shook his head. When he was at Zara's house before, he didn't ask for it directly. He just brought Jiang Yonglie here because he couldn't make up his mind. He wanted the leader to come forward to persuade him.

The two looked at Jiang Yonglie who had become one with the clansmen. If this trend continues, there should be hope.

"It's not urgent, let's talk about it after today." Poussin couldn't bear it anymore and joined the ranks of snatching the boiled mutton.

There were crowds around the catastrophe, and Hong Chen held her own identity gracefully and was embarrassed to compete with a group of barbarian-like gods and tribesmen, so she had to go back to her seat and look at the big plate of mutton in front of her, worrying. She had already tasted the taste of boiled mutton, and she couldn't handle this plate of mutton full of smell with a chopstick.

Jiang Yonglie finally filled the small bowl and exited. Seeing Hongchen elegantly holding his chin with his hands and eyes full of helplessness, he couldn't bear it. He returned to his seat, handed his bowl to Hongchen elegantly and said: "Eat, I'll get some more if it's not enough."

"how about you?"

Jiang Yonglie reached out to pick up the small bowl from her desk, stood up and squeezed into the crowd again.

Don't look at these people who were in awe of him before, but when they were in front of the food, this kind of worry was much less. It was because of this that the atmosphere was created. In addition, the people on the grassland were more generous, so this kind of big pot meal was more delicious.