Traveling through the ages: the apocalyptic couple salted fish lie down and win!

Chapter 853
Boil the water, wash the rice, boil the water, put the rice in the pot to control the rice, after the rice is well controlled, remove the drain, wash the pot, add water and continue to boil, put the steamer in the pot, after steaming, put the rice into the steamer, Start steaming rice.

Chop the spirit steak into small pieces, blanch it, then drain the water, put it into a pot with oil and stir-fry, add various seasonings, and finally add water to start stewing.

Take out the spirit vegetables and other meat, wash the vegetables, cut the meat, and prepare everything.

At this time, the rice is ready, move the steamer to the table, wash the pot, pour out the water in it, and start cooking.

The time is tight and the speed is not slow. Soon, seven or eight dishes will be fried, and the stewed steak has not been stewed yet.

Mu Ziteng took out a thermal array plate and put it on the table to activate it, and the array immediately wrapped the food on the table.

He gave himself a cleansing technique twice before he felt that he lost the smell of food, especially the strong smell of steak.

After another half-a-quarter of an hour, the steak in the pot was ready, before Mu Ziteng put the steak out, and the courtyard door opened at this time.

Jian Qingling carried An An into the courtyard, while Mo Han carried a phantom civet into the courtyard.

Seeing the appearance of the phantom civet, Mu Ziteng couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Is that phantom civet a pet bought for An An?" It's too ugly.

One ear is all black, one ear is all white, one eye is surrounded by a ring of black hair, and the other eye is all white.

Forget it, it's not symmetrical, the eye under the black ear has no black hair, and the eye under the white ear has a dark circle.

Fortunately, the hair on his body is pure white, without any black spots.

"Yeah, I saw a monster selling cubs on the street, why did An An fall in love with this one?"

Mo Han raised the phantom civet in his hand to his father, with a forced smile.

There were several phantom civets on the stall, why did he choose this one and asked An An to change it, but he didn't change it in a daze.

What made him even more speechless was that his mother actually supported An An in buying this ugly phantom civet.

"The spots are very good." An An felt that her father didn't like the spots again, and emphasized again.

"Okay, okay, as long as you think it's okay."

After Mo Han finished speaking, he looked at Mu Ziteng again, his eyes full of helplessness.

Look, before he said anything, An An was covered, and he didn't know how many times he said the spots were fine along the way.

Even the name was chosen for the little monster.

Phantom civet, a low-level monster, can only create illusions, and no one has any physical attack capabilities.

But this is only for monks, it is different when facing ordinary people.

Ordinary people will be attacked by it if they don't pay attention.

An An is still too young to practice, and Mo Han doesn't want his son to contract with such an illusion that can only create weak power, but if he doesn't make a contract, he is afraid that the phantom civet will hurt his son, which is really difficult.

"Don't underestimate this phantom civet. Bai Tuanzi told me that this phantom civet is mutated." Jian Qingling saw the expressions of the two of them and knew what they were thinking. Because she was on the street before, she I didn't make it clear to Mo Han.

Now that I have bought everything back, I didn't expect Mo Han to still be entangled until now.

"A mutated phantom civet?" Mo Han was surprised. He held up the phantom civet with both hands and looked around, but he didn't find that this phantom civet looked like a mutant.

Jian Qingling smiled and said, "Don't look at it, it's still too young to use its skills for the time being, and you'll know when it grows up."

"If it is a mutated species, then it will not only be able to create illusions in the future, but also use illusions to kill enemies in the illusions. It seems that it can also hunt for treasure." Muziteng said after thinking about it.

"Yes, although the treasure hunting ability is not as good as the treasure hunting mouse, its treasure hunting ability is not bad, it's better than nothing, isn't it?"

The most important thing is that it has the ability to attack. The ordinary phantom civet has nothing but simple illusions to trap people or animals.

Ordinary illusions can only confuse ordinary people, and have no lethality against monks, and cannot kill the enemy.

"How does Bai Tuanzi know?"

Why did Mo Han not believe it so much?His son went out and saw an ugly and eye-catching little cub monster. How could it be a mutant?

"This is its ability, don't worry about letting An An recognize the master, but don't miss it." Jian Qingling reminded.

"Since it's a mutated species, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and recognize the child's master. One person can only contract a monster once. After practicing, the spiritual sense will become stronger. How many do you want to contract? I really don't know what you are doing. What are you talking about?" Mu Ziteng looked at Mo Han and scoffed.

"Hurry up, I've already prepared the meals, and I'm waiting for you." After speaking, he went to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

"Hurry up, Xiao Han, let An An recognize the Lord."

As soon as Jian Qingling put An An down, he walked towards Mo Han.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Daddy, give An An a hug for Spot."

"Wait a minute, An'an." Before he recognized his master, Mo Han didn't dare to let the child get in close contact with the phantom civet.

An An put down her outstretched hand and looked up at the spot on his father's hand.

Mo Han asked: "Is it a blood contract?"

"Yes, only the blood contract is needed." The blood contract of the master-servant contract is the safest for human beings.

Mo Han took out a drop of blood from each of An'an and the phantom civet. With spiritual power, the two drops of blood merged in mid-air, then separated, and flew towards the forehead of one person and one cat.

An An, who didn't know where he was, only felt a pain in his finger. He looked down at his finger and saw a drop of blood, which flew out of his finger automatically, flew into the air, and mixed with another drop of blood. Just when he felt strange, The mixed blood divided into two drops, one of which came back to his forehead.

Just when he felt strange, he reached out and touched his forehead, and a call of 'Master' came from his ear.

He looked around, wanting to know where the voice was coming from, and then there was another call of 'Master' in his ear, no, not in his ear, but in his head.

Unable to find the reason, An An could only ask her father beside her, "Daddy, who is calling the master?"

'Master, it's me, I'm Spot. Seeing that the owner couldn't find the source, the phantom civet hurriedly called the owner again, fearing that the owner would not find the source again, it even introduced itself this time.

An An immediately looked at the spots in his father's hand and was very excited. It turned out that his spots could speak.

After hearing what his son said, Mo Han looked at the little monster in his hand in surprise. If he remembered correctly, the stall owner who sold the cubs said that these little monsters had only hatched for three days.

This phantom civet can talk to its owner in three days?Could this be the difference between mutant varieties and common varieties?

Mo Han sent the Phantom Civet to An An, just about to explain.

An'an got the answer by herself.

(End of this chapter)