I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

"Do you think it's better to cook Cordyceps duck at night, or braised duck with ginger? The taste of Cordyceps duck is light, full of mellow taste, and the key is also nourishing; the taste of duck with ginger is relatively strong. The meat is delicate and suitable for rice. Which one do you choose?"

Chi Ming suddenly thought of teasing the little monk.

Did this snack food guy think that he didn't cook in Lido, so he didn't come back?

The coachman didn't eat very much at noon, and when he heard Chi Ming's question, his tongue started to flow.

The master was asking him which kind of duck he would eat for dinner, but he sounded like they were all delicious.

Can I have both?

"If the two people mentioned just now don't want to eat it, it's actually good to make crispy roast duck. The duck is made of Jingzhao sweet duck that has just been out of the cage for 45 days. First, rub salt on the skin and massage the skin repeatedly. Later, marinate it with secret seasoning Delicious. The roasted duck is crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, and has a rich aroma.”

The coachman opened his mouth, what he didn't want, what he wanted, everything.

Just as I was about to answer, Chi Ming spoke again: "Actually, duck heads, duck necks, duck wings, and duck tongues are also delicious when marinated in old brine. The marinated duck necks are chopped into small pieces, which are not only dry and strong , the meat is also very chewy, and even the duck bones are soaked in a layer of mellow and spicy taste."

The coachman learned to be smart this time, while Chi Ming was still talking, he had already started to nod frantically, and his eyes began to steam.

The owner was so kind to him that he let him choose what to eat.

"Master Chi, please stop talking, the little monk is about to be made to cry by you." The little monk who was still yelling and selling the peace amulet became more and more strange the more he heard it.

Holding his drumming belly, he trotted to Chi Ming.

"Master Chi, I want to eat all the kinds you just mentioned. Shall we do it now?"

"You don't sell talismans anymore?" A faint smile flashed in Chi Ming's eyes.

"I won't sell it, I won't sell it, let my master and the old man sell it himself." Anyway, he won't sell it.

He has been arrested by the old master and has been working for two days.

Ji Zhao, who was eating the roast duck with relish, suddenly felt that the roast duck in his hand was not so delicious.

That person is Chi Ming, the delicious cook that his good disciple mentioned?

Sure enough, he had a skill, and he was a little hungry just after hearing his few descriptions.

So, when the little monk ran up to him and said that he was going to eat with that young man, he nodded very readily.

"Thank you, Master. Master, then I will have to work hard for you, old man." The little monk happily walked towards Chi Ming.

Chi Ming nodded politely to Ji Zhao, and then left with the little monk.

Ji Zhao hid the half-eaten roast duck in his cuff.

It's getting late, it's time to call it a day.

As soon as the few people walked away, he also hurriedly put away the safety charms on the ground, and slowly followed behind the young monk and the others with his hands behind his back.

If there is something delicious, he doesn't call him master. This good disciple is really becoming more and more unfilial.

Chi Ming turned around and walked towards the exit after seeing that there was nothing he particularly wanted to buy.

The man wearing the white tiger mask was still leaning on the tree to drink, but when he couldn't easily catch a glimpse of the monk following Chi Ming not far behind, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Thank you for helping me take care of things just now, and this wine is for you." Seeing that the other party likes to drink, Chi Ming also intended to make friends, so he specially sent a small bottle of monkey wine made by Hu Batian.

The man in the white tiger mask was stunned.

He loves to drink, and all the money he has earned over the years has been spent on drinking.

For him, without wine, his life has lost its color.

The reason why he worked so hard to rush to countless dangerous places was nothing more than to drink more wine.

It's just such a small amount of wine, and it's packed in such a small bottle, it's better not to give it away.

He didn't want to drink this wine.

He cursed inwardly, his expression unchanged.

Although he is a monster race, he still understands the etiquette of this human race.

"It's just a little effort, you don't need to be polite."

He took the wine and put it aside casually, without intending to drink it.

He likes to drink, but it doesn't mean he's not picky about the taste of wine.

It was still bright when we went in, and it was already dark when we came out.

The old lady at the door is still there, but the difference is that what is placed on her counter is no longer a teapot, but a plate of braised pork, a plate of braised eggplant, a bowl of bean porridge, and a few crispy roasts. crepes.

Seeing Chi Ming coming out, a light flashed in the hag's muddy eyes.

Chi Ming picked up a fire bamboo fruit and put it on the counter, said with a smile: "Grandma, please eat a fire bamboo fruit."

The hag has stayed here all her life, but this is the first time someone has given her something on her own initiative.

This fire bamboo fruit is indeed a good thing.

Seeing that the other party is so good, the hag waved at Chi Ming.

"Boy, you lean down, I have something to tell you."

Chi Ming thought that the old lady had something to tell him, so he took a few steps forward.

"Boy, when you leave later, be careful that there are people ambushing you in the alley. When the two of you went in just now, the old woman saw a few masked men with knives who seemed to be looking for you."

The hag's voice sounds hoarse and deep, giving people a very peaceful and kind feeling.

Someone is going to kill him?

Chi Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

Only if that person has the ability to kill him.

But who the hell wants to kill him?

Chijian?

Although the two have always been at loggerheads, they never got into a fight to the point of killing him.

Chi Ming himself didn't take it seriously. On the other hand, the coachman and the young monk, one was on alert, the other was wide-eyed.

One opens the way, the other breaks the back, whoever dares to step forward and try, they will definitely make them regret it.

Ji Zhao glanced at the hag's sumptuous dinner, a little envious.

"Grandmother, your food is really getting better and better."

The hag guessed who the other party was as soon as she heard the voice. She didn't show her face, and she was a little bit miserly on purpose: "Hey, if a person lives to this age, if he still has to eat and drink, what's the point of living for so long? If you talk about My hag, how can you live a carefree life like a master."

The hag's eyes fell on Ji Zhao's shiny lips.

Ji Zhao didn't care, instead he took out the peace talisman in his bosom and said, "Hey, it's not like what you said, it's just a day. I see that your sky is covered with dark clouds, and I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster today. Why don't you buy a talisman?" Zhang Ping'an Talisman, dodge it."

"Hehe, I've heard the master's words hundreds of times." The implication is that I couldn't fuck you before, and now it's even more impossible.

"Haha, it's definitely true this time. I'm out of the market early today, and I'll sell you this peace talisman cheaply, one tael of silver each."

"Hehe, it's a pity, old lady, I didn't bring any money when I went out today, I'm afraid it's..."

"It's okay, I can give you an IOU. How can we know each other so well?"

Hag: ...

She simply shut up and silently bowed her head to eat.

Ji Zhao blinked, but this time what he said was true, the hag's Yintang turned black, which was a sign of impending death.

And this deadlock is not unbreakable.

Although Buddhism emphasizes letting nature take its course, Ji Zhao does not like to take the usual path.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. This peace talisman should be given to you. Remember not to cross the bridge today, remember."

Ji Zhao glanced at the few people who had disappeared around the corner, and had no intention of staying any longer. After putting down the safety talisman, he chased after them.

"Master, be careful of backstabbing!"

The coachman had always had unusual hearing, and the sound of sharp arrows piercing through the air made him instinctively puff his hair all over, revealing a pair of sharp canine teeth.

He leaned forward, but his ears stood up.

"It's really despicable, to hide in a dark place and shoot a cold arrow." The little monk grabbed the flying arrow in the air with his bare hands, and threw him back in the opposite direction.

Just listening to the sound of "ah", someone fell to the ground with an arrow.

Chi Ming silently took out the Pao Ding from the cloth bag at his waist, and cut off the flying arrows flying in front of him one by one with a sharp knife.

The coachman even left his feet off the ground, stepped on the wall, jumped up to the top of the wall in an instant, and kicked the arrow-shooters to the bottom of the wall.

"Brothers, come on, don't be afraid of them. Kill the one in the middle in blue first, and leave the others alone." One of the black-clothed assassins drew out the sword at his waist and stabbed at Chi Ming.

So are these people really coming for him?

If you want my life, I will send you to report below first.

Half of the dozen or so men in black flocked to Chi Ming.

Just when Chi Ming was about to recruit all the goblins in the recipe.

But suddenly there was a burst of applause.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's not moral at all for so many of you to bully a weak young man."

A few assassins who were eager to kill were suddenly interrupted, and they were extremely upset. It was even worse when they saw that they were still monks.

"Damn donkey, I advise you not to meddle in your own business, otherwise your grandfather, I can't help but send you on the road with him."

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. Donor, I advise you to put down the butcher knife as soon as possible and become a Buddha immediately."

"Benefactor, I see that your seal is blackened, and there may be a bloody disaster today."

"The bald donkey is looking for death!" One of the masked men suddenly turned around and slashed at Ji Zhao with a knife.

Jizhao shook his head helplessly, his movements seemed to be unhurried, but he precisely avoided every slash and kill of the opponent without sparing any effort.

"Hey, why don't you listen to persuasion. You insist on forcing an old man like me to do it." Ji Zhao sighed.

In the blink of an eye, his figure moved.

It was as fast as a bolt of lightning, walking among several assassins.

In just a moment, the dozen or so assassins all froze and stopped moving.

Some even maintained a posture of exerting too much force.

"Okay, now you are finally willing to listen to me quietly." Ji Zhao clapped her hands and nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, why are you here?" As soon as the little monk saw Ji Zhao, he immediately trotted over.

Master must have calculated that he was in danger, so he followed here on purpose.

The booth fee for the ghost market has been paid. If it is normal, it is absolutely impossible for the master to close the booth early, even if it is time for a cup of tea.

"Master, did you think that your precious disciple was in danger, and came here to save me?" The little monk hugged Jizhao a little moved, and said coquettishly in his arms.

Ji Zhao nodded without blushing and said, "Master, I saw your faces just now, and Yintang turned black."

"There's a disaster of blood and light, right? Master is amazing, and his calculations are much more accurate than disciples."

Ji Zhao, who had been flattered invisibly, was in a good mood, and touched the little monk's head with some emotion.

The apprentice received well, and the master laughed forever.

Chi Ming stepped forward and said sincerely: "Thank you, Abbot Ji, for your help."

"If Jizhu has time, we just have dinner together." Chi Ming invited him sincerely this time. After all, he is the master of the little monk, and the other party helped him solve a big problem just now.

Invite him to dinner, then he is really free.

Didn't he just come here for a meal?

The smile on Ji Zhao's face became even more amiable.

He has never heard of the series of things that this kid just said in the ghost market, but this does not hinder his judgment. The ginger duck and braised duck neck must be delicious.

"Master, you can come together. The food made by Benefactor Chi is really invincible and delicious. Really, I won't lie to you, I lied to you that you are a puppy." The little monk took Ji Zhao's hand and shook it.

"Since benefactor Chi sincerely invited me, I will not be polite to the poor monk."

It wasn't until dinner was served that Chi Ming really saw the true power of the other party's rudeness.

The other party is really rude.

It is also a real big eater.

Who would have thought that Jizhao, who looks thin and tall on the surface and has a flat stomach, can eat a bucket of food for a meal.

Ji Zhao rubbed his round belly, looked at the obedient disciple who was also full, and then at the table with messy cups and plates, and then hiccupped.

My good boy, I really didn't lie to him.

This ginger duck is delicious, and so is the Cordyceps duck.Especially those seemingly inconspicuous lo mei, which are numb and spicy, the more you chew, the more you chew, the more powerful you are.

It's a pity that the boy has no destiny with the Buddha, and he has already been infected with karma in the worldly affairs.

Otherwise, he really wanted to turn back to the mountain.

A look of pity flashed in Ji Zhao's eyes.

"Master, those people have already confessed everything after taking the mantra." The coachman opened the door and came in.

Chi Ming was holding a miscellaneous journal of various countries to pass the time, and when he heard what the coachman said, he slowly raised his head.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

The coachman's yellow-brown eyes instantly turned into thin lines, making his eyes extremely narrow and long.

"Those people are all low-level killers of the secret cabinet. According to their account, a man surnamed He asked them to do this. As for other more information, they have no right to know."

"Dark Pavilion?" Chi Ming frowned slightly.

This name has a feeling of deja vu, but I can't remember where I heard it.

"The Dark Pavilion is a killer organization in Jianghu. As long as the employer is willing to pay, they can hire them to kill people. At the same time, they also buy and sell news."

"So only the behind-the-scenes boss of the Dark Pavilion knows who is trying to kill me?"

Although unwilling to admit it, the coachman nodded and said, "Yes."

"Very good. Let's go to the Dark Pavilion tomorrow."

If you dare to accept the order to kill him, you will have to pay a price.

Chi Ming threw a bag of dried pork into the driver's arms: "Tonight's reward, well done."

The coachman jumped up lightly, his mouth was faster than his hands, and he bit the jerky first.

It said vaguely: "Thank you, master. If there is nothing wrong, then I will go back to the recipe first."

"Go."

As soon as the coachman entered the recipe, Hu Batian pounced on him.

"Blessed and shared, whoever sees a share~"

"Hu Batian, when did I get to know you so well! This is a gift from the master alone. If you want it, you can ask the master yourself. This bag is not enough for me to fit between my teeth."

The coachman hurriedly stuffed the pork jerky into his clothes, and took a few steps aside.

Hu Batian rushed into the air, because he was too hard to hold back, so he staggered and fell to the ground, and a dog ate shit.

"Bahhhh-"

Hu Batian hurriedly spit out the grass in his mouth, pointed at the coachman and cursed: "Good Zhen Batian, does your family know that you are so stingy?"

The coachman rolled his eyes, I am not stingy, my family knows it, can you control me?

"Hu Batian, don't you think you can see into the past? Why, now you can't figure out which bastard is going to kill the master?"

Hu Batian was stunned when he was asked, those people were all young people, it was useless for him to look at it, not to mention that he himself didn't find anything with the mantra pill of the peach tree spirit, so why bother him.

"Stop arguing, both of you. Since someone wants to harm the master, we can't let it go. If the master really has something good or bad, just wait and cry."

With little fox around, Chacha has become the most stable big brother here.

"Chacha is right. Everything we have now is given by the master. We must protect the safety of the master."

Qiu Die also came out from the flowers. Every time she took a step, large patches of peony flowers would bloom under her feet.

"Yeah, Sister Qiudie is right." The peach tree spirit Lin Yaoyao, who has been busy studying alchemy, nodded vigorously, and the two little pinches on her head shook accordingly.

"Why don't we go to the organization called the Dark Pavilion in advance tonight. Those people are really blind. It's not good to provoke anyone, but our master. Shall we show the people in the Dark Pavilion a little bit of color first?"

Xia Huo, who was still in the form of a crow, landed on a branch with unfriendly eyes.

"That's a good suggestion, I agree." The coachman was the first to raise his hand in agreement.If the master didn't allow him to kill people at will, he would have wanted to tear those people to pieces tonight.

"I agree too." Hu Batian also raised his fur paw, but at the moment his sitting posture is a bit funny, squatting on a big rock like a monkey, scratching his head for a while, and scratching his butt for a while.

"We also agree." Even the small fleece-flower root essence and small ginseng essence raised their hands.

Zhiyuan, who was dressed in white, raised her index finger and shook: "No, you, you, and you, you three little ones should stay at home."

"Why!!" Lin Yaoyao retorted dissatisfiedly: "My force value is not bad, and I can take care of myself."

"Really? Who was that who was almost sold into the building that day?" Zhiyuan made a big face at Lin Yaoyao.

As soon as Lin Yaoyao thought about being tricked into the brothel by the old bustard with her little ginseng essence that day, she felt bad for a moment.

This is definitely her dark history!

"Then you must promise me that you will tell me exactly what happened when you come back." Lin Yaoyao compromised.

"Okay, it's a deal. You have a mission to stay."

"Good sister, tell me quickly, what is the mission?" Lin Yaoyao regained her spirits all of a sudden, her eyes became bright.

Zhiyuan patted her head, and said softly: "Stupid, of course it is to protect the safety of the master."

"You don't need to tell me about this, I will do it too. Then go quickly." Although Lin Yaoyao said so, she still felt a little envious in her heart.

Chi Ming didn't even notice the small movements of the monsters.

He was falling into a repetitive and lengthy dream.

"Look, I turned it into the shape of a twine flower, isn't it pretty?"

It was still the boy I saw last time, wearing a very fancy robe, he excitedly pushed open the door, rolled up his sleeves proudly and eagerly, and showed what he had in hand.

On the emerald green branches, there are occasionally a few small yellow flowers dotted. The flowers and branches are entangled with each other, regardless of you and me, it is really beautiful.

"Does it look like the relationship between the two of us? You are the little yellow flower, and I am the branch." Wrapping you tightly.

Chi Ming didn't know why, but when he heard this sentence, he felt so embarrassed that he wanted to run away.

His face turned red unconsciously.

"Why don't you always talk. Tell me quickly, is it good-looking? I have been trying for a day to make it look good. This is my favorite shape."

The boy was a little reluctant, and shook the man's hand coquettishly.

Chi Ming couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, he could only see the slender white hands.

These hands are also suitable for wearing his ruby ​​​​bracelet, which must be very beautiful.

His hand unconsciously reached into his pocket.

But only touched a string.

His heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he lost it?

"Where's my bracelet?"

Chi Ming was a little anxious, and almost searched all the pockets on his body where he could put things, but he couldn't find another string of bracelets.

"Who's where?"

The boy was like a frightened deer, staring in the direction of Chi Ming in horror.

And the man who was sitting opposite the boy also turned around at this time.

"Why did you wake up at this time?" Chi Ming opened his eyes, quietly looking at the dark top of the bed.

Probably because the dream was too deep, he touched that place immediately.

As a result, I really only touched a string of bracelets.

Now, Chi Ming is completely awake.

He sat up with a grunt, lit the lamp, and began to search carefully, even in every corner of the room.

But after working for half a night, I couldn't find anything.

Strange, if you want to lose it, you can lose a string.

It's still the string with pond fish engraved on it.

Chi Ming slumped on the bed in a bit of despair. If I had known, I would have given it to him when I met that day.

He played with the remaining string of bracelets engraved with Xuan Yi in his hand.

I don't know if the Association has any backups.

Just thinking about it, probably not.

He seems to have heard Elder Gong mention that this pair of skewers was accidentally bought from a homeless old man.

He pouted, it seemed that God didn't want him to give that person a gift.

After thinking about it, he put the bracelet on his hand.

"It's pretty nice."

Chi Ming raised his hand and said to himself to the light.

"What's pretty?"

The sudden sound startled Chi Ming.

Looking at it again, it turned out to be a mysterious technique.

This person is still elusive.

If he was a woman, shouldn't he grab the quilt and yell "do not look at evil" at this moment?

Chi Ming glanced at his body, which was only wearing an underwear, because he was used to being lazy and didn't want to be restrained, so a large part of his chest was exposed at this time.

He struggled, but still chose to wrap himself in the quilt, only revealing a pair of dark eyes.

"Boss, you don't sleep at night, what can I do for you?"

It's impossible to come to chat with him.

Xuanshu's eyes fell on Chi Ming's wrist outside, where the ruby ​​bracelet was shining brightly in the candlelight.

And he has a bunch of similar ones in his hand.

Seeing that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, Chi Ming's eyes fell on the string of rubies on his wrist.

"Isn't it beautiful?

Unfortunately, another string was lost. "

I was going to give it to you.

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