The Emperor of the Captive of Food

Capturing the Backbone Cattle with a level of 183 cannot pose any threat to Xue Ling at all, but Xue Ling is in a very good mood after returning to the gourmet world.

Since returning to the human world, Xue Ling has never fought to the fullest, the level of capture of the ingredients is too low, and it is impossible for Xue Ling to give full play to it.Looking at it now, the human world that people talk about has become a paradise for today's Xueling, a gourmet paradise where he can hunt to his heart's content!

"Level [-] Bending Fist!"

"Roar!"

A heavy punch was about to hit the bone ox on the head, and Xue Ling heard a slightly immature roar in her ears. The roar was not fierce, but instead conveyed a hint of request.Xueling, the gourmet emperor, has a strong sixth sense. Over the years, he has heard countless roars of wild beasts.

However, it was this roar that made Xueling stop the movements of her hands, and the eight dark forces in her arms dissipated, and the bone cow with red eyes also became happy after the roar. The bony spurs on the ox's tail retracted immediately, and the whip-like ox's tail swayed from side to side. Xue Ling knew very well that the owner of this bone ox was coming.

However, Xueling didn't feel any sense of crisis, so she retreated to Pujin's side, looking in the direction of the voice, the short bushes were shaking, and after a while, a person less than one meter tall appeared. Dwarf.

Although the dwarf was short in stature, he looked very old. His black beard had been dragged to the ground, and a wine jug was tied around his waist. Although the lid was covered, the aroma of the wine in it could not be concealed, and it was very mellow.But the most astonishing thing was the weapon in the dwarf's hand!

That turned out to be a chicken leg!A one-meter-long chicken leg made of steel.Although the dwarf is short in stature, his palms are huge. The chicken leg is one meter long, and the leg bones are naturally thick, but the dwarf has a full grip, and he dances the chicken leg like a tiger, very powerful!

Xue Ling could tell that the chicken leg was a super special food ingredient, the chicken leg of the iron-helmed turkey.This kind of turkey is very interesting, its capture level is as high as 169, its body is black, it is covered with heavy armor, each feather is exquisite and hard, and a pair of chicken wings are covered with sharp blades!

This dwarf was able to use the chicken leg of the iron helmet turkey as a weapon, which means that the capture level of this dwarf far exceeds 169!The dwarves are also the permanent residents of the Fairy Forest. According to the map drawn by President Yilong, the dwarfs live next to the elf.

Like the elves, the dwarves have the same hatred for humans.A family of dwarves, known as "forgers", they are natural blacksmiths, and the quality of the kitchen knives they make is comparable to Melk kitchen knives.It is said that when the first Melk was young, he came to the settlement of the dwarves and asked them for advice on sharpening kitchen knives.

Moreover, the dwarves don't just make kitchen knives, any cooking utensils are high-quality products as long as they are produced by dwarves.Therefore, in order to allow their cooking partners to have their own cooking utensils, many gourmet hunters will use all means to ask the dwarves to make kitchen utensils for them.

However, the attitude of the dwarves towards humans is not as extreme as that of the elves.Seeing that Xueling stopped the attack in time, the chicken-legged dwarf didn't put on an attacking stance. He just stepped forward to check the back bone cow and found that there was no injury, so he let go of his heart and jumped onto the bull's back. , began to appease it.

Putin covered his mouth and smiled, "It turns out that this bone cow has an owner. The chicken-legged dwarf seems to be a cow herder, and here he lets the bone cows hunt freely! The dwarves love to drink and eat meat, and this top-quality beef is naturally what they are most satisfied with." Food!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the rustling sound from the grass around him again, and ten bull heads appeared in front of Xue Ling and the others.

The dwarf was grazing cows at the edge of the forest, but he accidentally let a bone cow run away, so he hurried to find it.Just in time, Xue Ling punched the bone cow, and hurriedly yelled to stop it.Seeing that Xue Ling stopped attacking, his impression of Xue Ling improved a lot.

So, after appeasing the bone cow, the dwarf jumped in front of Xueling with his chicken leg on his shoulders, and handed the chicken leg to Xueling. Compensation for Xueling for letting go of her bones.

Xueling smiled and took the turkey leg with iron helmet, and whispered softly, "Be grateful for all the ingredients in nature!" Listen to the voice of the ingredients and let the ingredients tell you how to cook the ingredients in front of you.

"Of course the feathers of this iron-helmed turkey are inedible, and its flesh and blood are as hard as iron. It's hard to eat at all! I'm afraid only the golden weasel in the Fairy Forest can eat this chicken raw!"

This golden weasel is a weasel with a special feeding habit in the gourmet era. This kind of beast does not eat raw flesh and blood, but prefers to eat metal minerals, but for them, the most delicious food is the iron helmet fire chicken.

This iron-helmet turkey has made its own flesh and blood hard like iron, and its body is covered with iron-cast feathers in order to resist foreign enemies.And this golden weasel is one of the natural enemies of this iron-helmet turkey.

"And it's very simple to soften the meat of this iron-helmed turkey!" As she spoke, Xue Ling looked at the other flagon on the dwarf's waist, "That's to soak it in wine, If you have alcohol in your mouth, it won't be too much effort to bite the chicken leg! I'm afraid that's how the dwarves, who are not good at cooking, eat this iron-helmed turkey!"

"Ho Ho!" Hearing Xue Ling's words, the dwarf nodded repeatedly, confirming that what Xue Ling said was true. The iron helmet chicken leg was not only its weapon, but also its ration for the whole day. To match, it also has a jug of fine wine unique to the dwarves.And the dwarf also understood, Xue Ling wanted to taste the wine on it!Of course the dwarf could feel the red fruit's appetite!

Fortunately, although the dwarves are fierce and powerful in combat, their thinking is much simpler. What is commendable is that the dwarves in front of Xue Ling have a precious heart to share.Although this was his daily ration, the dwarf took off the flagon from his waist without hesitation, and threw it to Xue Ling.

Xueling took it casually, and immediately opened the jug, and suddenly, a strong aroma of wine came to her nostrils, "It smells so good, the aromas of various fruits are perfectly blended together, combined with the mellow aroma of wine, it brings unprecedented wonderful enjoyment! This kind of wine, which is naturally natural, has probably been brewed for at least a hundred years, and the capture level of this wine may have reached at least 100! Only this kind of wine can soften the flesh and blood of the iron-helmed turkey in an instant. perfect match."

As she spoke, Xue Ling took out a small luminous cup, poured out a small cup, and poured it into her mouth. Suddenly, a fresh and smooth liquid slid down her throat. The alcohol concentration of this wine was extremely high, probably reaching More than 80, but the first sip does not taste any wine taste, but sweet and mellow, fruity, these strange fruits captured from the Fairy Forest are perfectly blended together by the unique wine making method of the dwarves, the taste is very delicious charming.

However, the moment he swallowed the wine in his mouth, he felt a warm current rushing from his stomach to his throat. For a while, his whole body was warm and very comfortable. A luxurious drink unique to dwarves!"

"Ho Ho!" Hearing Xue Ling praise his wine, the dwarf was also very happy, and the backbone cow who was almost preyed by Xue Ling by his side kept wagging its tail, looking very happy.

Xueling poured another cup for Pujin, and finally started cooking the iron-helmed turkey. "In this case, let's make a drunken chicken leg!" The method of drunken chicken leg is very simple, and the taste is even more light and delicious.Because Pujin doesn't like meat, Xueling has always paid attention to making meat dishes refreshing and not greasy. Slowly, this has become the purpose of Xueling's cooking.

Put the chicken legs into the air and water, pour a glass of wine, and the meat of the chicken legs will be softened, and cooked over low heat.Remove the cooked chicken legs and set aside.Put a small bowl of water in the pot, add Shenmu wolfberry, Qingmu angelica, and white gallbladder astragalus, input high voltage and cook for 5 minutes.

This god-eye goji berry is a rare ingredient. According to legend, it is the goji berry turned from the blood tears of the gods falling into the mortal world. It is blood-red in itself, and there is a pupil-like eye pattern in the middle, which can greatly strengthen the eyes.

This is also a trial that Yilong handed over to Keke.During the three months of the retrial in Aru's arm, Ke Ke went to conduct his first trial.And he also finished it very well, and after Xue Ling left from Yilong, he asked Yilong for a few coins.

Then Xue Ling was added to the giant tortoise on the floating island, the volcanic rock from the Fire Island, the ice crystal candy from the Ice Island, and a little bit of hellfire pepper, and continued to cook for 5 minutes before turning off the heat.Xue Ling was so unceremonious that he poured the whole jug of fine wine into the salt water.

Put in the boiled chicken legs, and when the soup was completely cooled, the lights flashed in Xue Ling's hands, and she threw the soup and the turkey legs into the Saint Ray refrigerator.In just a few moments, a serving of cold and delicious Drunken Drumsticks with a tempting aroma of wine is freshly baked.

Xueling also borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, took out the chicken legs and chopped them into pieces, shared them with the dwarf and ate them.This drunken chicken leg perfectly combined the dwarf's favorite wine and meat, which made him very excited, and his mouth was full of oil.

However, while eating, the dwarf's eyes kept staring at the "Thunder Jue" in Xueling's hand, without moving for a moment, as if the taste of the food around his mouth was not worth the attraction of a kitchen knife!

－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－

Here come the dwarves!Begging for a reward!