Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai looked at several tigers in front of her and stared at her. She smoked the corner of her mouth. Well, after a few days of eating, she had learned what Fire Lotus was really like, and it was not easy for the people in the teaching to survive.

The kitchen is full of ingredients and the ground is very quiet, only there is no chef or anything.

Shen Mubai was silent for a while and was very incomprehensible, so he turned to Wu Er who followed him, "Are there any other people in your teaching who can cook? ”

Wu Er took a piece of garlic and chewed it. When he heard it, he whispered, “Yes, but they were all killed by the bishop. ”

Shen Mubai's hand with the knife was unstable, almost cut to the foot, she shivered to pick up the knife hard, “Why... kill them? ”

Wu Er glanced at her strangely, "Naturally because they were against our teaching intentions. ”

He chewed on the garlic and whispered about the past.

The disciples of Fire Lotus have always consulted with martial arts and poison. Few of them can cook. Even if they go down the mountain to catch people to cook, the one is like being cursed, either raped or greedy to steal the secrets of Fire Lotus.

At first, he would be ashamed and angry to kill a few, but then he got used to it. When he thought he didn't show his horses and feet, he could still ask him to cook if he had nothing to do with it.

Shum Wood White, "Aren't you afraid they'll poison the dishes? ”

Wu Er banged his mouth and said, “Who can compare to our Fire Lotus disciples in poisoning with poison knowledge and poisoning? If poisoning, let them eat all their own dishes. If you encounter the Bishop in a bad mood one day, you will not die like this. ”

Shen Kibai, ".....”

Wu Er glanced at her and said, "If the military teacher is not often in teaching, there would be no chance for you to cook. ”

Shen Kibai, ".....” So you're all kitchen killers, except for that division?

Speaking of which, eating the meal they taught the Chinese people for a few more days, even if Shen Mubai had nine lives would not be enough.

Because of all the ingredients, Shenmu White made several dishes, red roasted fish, sour spicy cabbage, chicken soup, Kung Pao chicken, fried potato silk pills, and finally made a chicken called flower.

Wu Er, who was still squirming, stopped talking at some point, and the garlic in his hand fell off, staring at the dishes made by Shen Wood Bai without blinking.

And the few people outside the door who smelled the scent couldn't resist the temptation.

The left one is better, at least it can restrain the expression, the right one keeps going up and pulling the door, his eyes staring inside, as he painstakingly said, "Finally, you don't have to eat while taking medicine. ”

Yunnan also lowered her cough, “This little girl is still useful. ”

The sunken wood white in the kitchen wiped a sweat and took out the cooked chicken called flower chicken, "I made it. ”

Although all four were 3,000 feet of saliva, they understood what they were meant to be.

Yunnan glanced at the right hand side of the saliva with her sleeve and screamed, “Cuihua, go and serve the bishop. ”

Shen Wood White, though almost drooling, also understands that this is a good opportunity, at least not to be thrown out of Fire Lotus.

But looking at the strange faces of several people, she swallowed the question.

Sometimes ignorance is also a blessing.