In those years of beating the enemy to work

Qi Ya didn't stay long after eating the chicken, so he went back to sleep.Mu Ning took the remaining meat into the house and shoveled snow to put out the fire.After thinking about it, I didn't rush to sleep. I put an Aurora chicken leg, a rib, and a piece of beef into the pot, and simmered it slowly. Then I yawned and turned off the light.

When I woke up the next day, the house was filled with the smell of meat.

Mu Ning got up and lifted the lid of the pot. As expected, the meat inside had all become soft and rotten, and less than one-third of the soup remained.Nodding in satisfaction, Mu Ning filtered out the impurities such as minced meat, leaving only the essence, and then added tonics such as Ganoderma lucidum, Gorgon fruit, and red dates into the pot one by one. After finishing these, she rubbed her eyes and went to the bathroom.

An hour later, she took a bowl of tonic soup to the kitchen, and then went to the dining room with the host's breakfast.

Although it was cooked carefully all night, Mu Ning was not in a hurry to take out supplements when everyone was eating.She waited until all the beating guests finished enjoying today's breakfast, then took out the rose ceramic bowl on the dining car, and presented it to Kiqiu: "Ma'am, this is your personal order for today, please serve it while it is hot." Enjoy."

Calmly ignoring the sights of the beating enemies around him, Mu Ning cleared his throat and said, "It is made of Aurora chicken, Angus beef, and ribs of the wild boar, which have been boiled for more than 12 hours. Then add Ganoderma lucidum, Gorgon fruit, red dates and other supplements to make it. It has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin, protecting the liver and kidney. If it is taken for a long time, the symptoms of insomnia and dreaminess can also be relieved.”

Bursts of meaty aroma emanate from the dark brown thick soup, if you smell it carefully, there are indeed other flavors mixed in it.The impurities in the soup are filtered very cleanly, and from the surface, it is impossible to see what ingredients are added in it.

The slightly long white nails tapped on the lukewarm rose porcelain bowl.Ki Qiu looked at the bowl of soup, carelessly tracing the pattern of rose patterns with his fingertips.

"It doesn't look like anything special," she said.

"Especially you can't know it just by looking at it." Mu Ning said.

His fingers paused, thinking of what the girl said yesterday while hugging him, Jiqiu still held up the bowl with his hand, held the edge of the flower with the tip of his other finger, and slowly drank the bowl of soup.

The soup has a strong smell and is even more meaty when you drink it in your mouth, which is endless aftertaste.The warm current slipped through the esophagus and flowed into the stomach, comforting the body and mind, and all the places it passed became unbelievably warm.With such a taste, she is willing to drink even a soup that has no effect.

Gigi pursed her lips, feeling comfortable physically and mentally.She dabs the soup on the corner of her lips with a silk handkerchief, and puts the rose porcelain bowl in Mu Ning's palm.

"taste good."

Ki Qiu's voice became gentle, showing that he was extremely satisfied with the soup.

She tilted her head, the earrings beside her electronic eyes swayed slightly, and her elegant demeanor carried a touch of charm that girls didn't have—this kind of Ki Qiu was damn charming.

"I am very satisfied with this bowl of soup. Your name is Mu Ning, right? I remember it."

"It is my pleasure to satisfy you."

After delivering the meal, on the way back.

The small dining cart creaked and creaked forward on the snow, and the pusher rolled his eyes with a smile.

"I didn't expect you to be quite good at dealing with your mother."

Ilmi appeared in the front right with his arms folded, and he closed his eyes and looked at the tree trunk.

Mu Ning restrained his smile, and did not stop his pace: "No way. The young master's family is in good health, happy and harmonious. Only by beating the enemy's family can the business be stable and long-term."

"Ah."

Light laughter sounded.

"You're still so good at talking, Mu Ning."

In a blink of an eye, Yi Ermi appeared in the dining car.He raised one leg and propped his chin with the other hand, in a casual posture.

"I just hope that what you say is consistent with what you really think."

"Of course." Mu Ning responded simply, and she put on a smile, "So, the young master came here in person to chat with me. Isn't it?"

"Huh? Ah, of course I'm not that bored." Tapping his cheek with his index finger, Yiermi watched Mu Ning's expression and said relaxedly, "I'm here to remind you—don't forget, you are the one I brought back personally. Oh, what about this matter."

"Hi, hi." Mu Ning nodded obediently.

"Please rest assured, young master. I am naturally loyal to you. Without your help, I would have died in Youkexin's nameless alley long ago, so I will never forget this kindness."

"Is it."

Probably a bowl of soup is really an insignificant matter, so when the dining car turned a corner and went downhill, the Il fans in the car disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Recently, think about your mind skills more."

The cold wind carried the other party's last words into his ears.

"Ah." Mu Ning nodded, "I don't need you to tell me."

The kitchen hut loomed in the forest, and thick smoke wafted from the chimney, and Mu Ning unconsciously quickened his pace.

"It's a bit late to come back today."

Seeing Mu Ning come back, the sous chef who made the fish soup turned his head and said with a smile.

"Well, there was some delay on the way."

Walking to the firewood burning place, Mu Ning squatted down and rubbed his arms to warm himself.

"Really? That's right, it's normal for children to be playful."

Putting down the spoon, the short sous chef jumped off the stool and walked to Mu Ning with his hands behind his back.

"Xiao Ning, the spices for burning firewood are not enough recently, I need you to collect some, can you?"

Mu Ning turned his head and looked at the sous chef. He was a little confused about what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd, so he didn't nod in agreement, nor was he in a hurry to refuse.

"Say it," she said.

"The spices we use have always been dried and refined from the dung of the dragon raised by the master's family in the back mountain. In the past, these tasks were handed over to the youngest mugwort leaf, but since you have come to the kitchen and become our If you are a member and a new junior, then these tasks should be transferred from Ai Ye to you."

The sous chef patted Mu Ning on the shoulder squatting by the stove, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, when newcomers come to the kitchen, Xiao Ning won't need you to do these tasks."

Newcomer?Ai Ye worked for 5 years before I came here. As far as this department is concerned, the training room is probably yellow, and the kitchen is full of people.

But the other party is also the boss after all, Mu Ning is not good at confronting people face to face, so he showed hesitation: "But, in addition to going to work every day, I already have the work of delivering milk to the young masters and delivering newspapers to the master. I am really busy." open."

The sous chef waved his hand: "It's easy to handle. Before you collect the spices, Ai Ye will do it for you."

A head poked out in the direction of the storage room, and Ai Ye looked at this side with some anticipation and excitement about to be replaced.

Obviously Ai Ye is idle, but he wants to switch their jobs.It seems that I have to take this job today if I take it, or I have to take it if I don’t.

Mu Ning's thoughts turned, and then she nodded.

"Okay. Then I will trouble you, Ai Ye, for the time being about delivering coffee to the master and milk to the young masters." She raised her head and said to Ai Ye.

Ai Ye's head retracted into the storage room again.

The sous chef at the side nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Ning is really a smart and sensible boy."

Mu Ning put on a smiling mask.

After the sous chef left, Mu Ning found the head chef feeding the fish in the fish pond deep in the kitchen.

"Mr. Neat, I would like to inquire about the spices we burned when we cooked in the past."

Throwing a handful of fish food into the fish pond, the head chef turned his head: "You should be talking about the pile of dragon feces, right? In the past, Ai Ye went to the back mountain to pull a box to dry and throw it into the stove. What? ? She passed the job to you?"

It turned out to be dragon feces.

Mu Ning shook his head: "It's not Ai Ye, Mr. Hunter asked me to go."

It is difficult to deal with the sous chef.

The head chef thought for a while and said, "If you don't want to do it, I can also ask Ai Ye to do it."

Mu Ning thought for a while, then shook his head: "No need. It will be difficult for you to do it in front of Mr. Hunter. I believe I can do what others can do." And I don't want to stay in front of you. A squeamish impression.

The head chef smiled: "Okay, I appreciate your character."

Mu Ning smiled and did not speak.

Going ahead, Mu Ning walked out of the kitchen and sent a text message to Yi Ermi.

[Muning: What kind of dragon is the dragon in the back mountain of your house? 】

El fans responded quickly.

[Il fans: What?Do you want to try one too?I advise you not to, one will consume 1 million precepts a month. 】

Damn, it's expensive.

No wonder feces are so fragrant when made into spices.

[Muning: No.The boss assigned some tasks to see if there is any other way to opportunistically. 】

[Il fans: Really?Well, it's okay to tell you.I remember the scientific name of the dragon in Houshan is Canassis dragon. 】

Mu Ning raised his lips.

【Muning: Well done, my black cat boy.jpg】

[Il fans: The consulting fee is 1000 million. 】

【Muning:...】

I won't give you a ring!Block you!

After chatting with Yiermi, Mu Ning stood on a tree branch outside the house and searched for information about the Canassis dragon, but the number of this dragon is rare and its level is high, so there is really not much useful information on the Internet.

Mu Ning squeezed his chin, turned to look at the sous chef standing in the window and looking at her, both of them had the same smirk.

Mu Ning: Isn't it the Canassis dragon?I still can't believe it!

Sous Chef: Living away from the master's house, Mu Ning becomes a waste in the dirty work.When the time comes, I'll see how you're still bouncing around.