The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

Nangong Yu said only two words: "white tiger."

White tiger's face was suddenly bitter - he didn't believe that this delicate little boy could cook delicious food at all, but since the master gave the order, he could only execute it without hesitation.

Half an hour later, He Xi looked at a large bundle of fresh, fresh and rich spiritual beast meat stacked in the kitchen, and he didn't know what to say.

However, when the white tiger's disbelieving eyes and Nangong Yu's meaningful smile came into contact, they suddenly burst into a sense of pride.

Hum, these stupid mortals dare to doubt her level as a super chef. Let them taste what it's like to swallow their tongues.

He Xi quickly put the spirit beast meat into the space, leaving only a Shanxiang pig and some auxiliary materials. She also took out the simple barbecue rack and seasoning from the space and placed them in the center of the yard.

"What strange thing is this?" White tiger muttered, "shouldn't cooking be done in the kitchen with an open fire that can gather spirit?"? Do you know how to cook? "

He Xi ignored him and began to deal with Shanxiang pig very quickly.

Shanxiang pig is small in size, easy to catch, tender and delicious in meat, and rich in spirit. It is a preferred food material for martial artists. The only drawback is that Shanxiang pig has its own fishy smell, which is very difficult to remove. Of course, there are high-level chefs who can remove the fishy smell in the food, but then the spirit in the food will disappear.

White tiger chooses this kind of food material, it is very obvious that He Xi is embarrassed, and wants to see her make a fool of herself.

At this time, I saw that she was just washing pork with water, and didn't use special herbs to deodorize it. I couldn't help sneering.

However, at the next moment, the contempt in white tiger's eyes turns into surprise.

He Xi did not know when he had more than a dozen silver needles in his hand. He quickly inserted them into the pork, and then his aura seemed to be locked by an invisible barrier.

"My God, is that all right?"

He Xi didn't pay attention to the white tiger's exclamation at all. Her hand speed is faster and faster. After ensuring that the power of the spirit in the meat of the spirit beast won't be lost, she began to empty the belly of the mountain Xiang pig, and quickly fill it with all kinds of grass and fruit, snow ginseng and other ingredients to increase the flavor.

Then he asked the little beaver who came to fight to spread all kinds of seasonings that had just been mixed a few days ago from the inside to the outside.

White tiger was stunned. He had never seen anyone cook Shanxiang pig like this. But He Xi's ten fingers are slender and beautiful, and his movements are like flowing clouds and streams of water. He just looks at it and feels happy, and his appetite is greatly increased.

He Xi suddenly raised his head and waved to him: "burn the carbon under the shelf."

"You want me to burn charcoal?" "I'm the most intimate bodyguard of the master, and I'm in the royal palace..." the white tiger exclaimed

"Not even charcoal?" He Xi looked at him contemptuously, and then looked at Nangong Yu. "Is that what people in your royal palace do for nothing?"

White tiger immediately burst into tears and cried out in his heart: how can I eat and drink for nothing? I bought the spirit beast meat! I bought it! I bought it!

But to the master son of deep vision, white tiger or advisory, obediently lost a fireball in the shelf - he really happens to be a gold fire dual attribute warrior.

The charcoal was soon boiled to the maximum temperature. He Xi put the whole Shanxiang pig on the grill and began to rotate slowly.