Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 42 Gu Heipao, Are You Scared?
The store was cleaned up, it must have been cleaned by An Nanhuai with someone.

The blood and stains on the ground have been cleaned up, except for a few knife marks left on the table and beams, no one would know that an extremely tragic war took place here.

The gate that was hacked by Aqina, An Nanhuai also had someone replace it with a new one.

The moment Jing Zhao came back to the shop, he felt as if he had passed away.

He touched the finger-deep knife mark on the table, thinking vaguely of himself holding the knife yesterday, the blade piercing through a person's chest was as easy as piercing a thin piece of paper, which was beyond his imagination.

Killing is actually easier than chopping meat?
Jing Zhao realized that what he couldn't look directly at now was a pork rib on the chopping board, white bones were intertwined among the bright red flesh, and the faint smell of blood welled up to the tip of his nose.

As usual, he would chop it down without any hesitation in his heart, and he would cut the ribs into pieces and throw them into the pot.

But at this moment, the color of this flesh and blood always overlaps with those who fell on the ground yesterday. He tried his best to get rid of some messy thoughts in his head, but he couldn't pass the test in his heart no matter what.

Jing Zhao changed a radish, and after cutting it easily, he prepared other vegetarian dishes as well.

He waited for a while before facing the pork rib.Jing Zhao held the knife, raised his hand, hesitated for a while, and then put down the knife.

He sighed and came out of the kitchen, "Go and ask Qing to come over, just say that I asked her to help me cook."

Aning leaned against the door with folded hands, glanced at the cutting board, and then at Jing Zhao holding the kitchen knife tightly.

There was some playfulness in his eyes: "Gu Heipao, you must be afraid, right?"

Jing Zhao gave him a sideways glance, this kid is talking nonsense!
"Of course not!" Gu Jingzhao's mouth was the hardest.

He glanced weakly at the meat on the chopping board, and coughed lightly: "I just can't smell blood today, let Qing..."

Before he finished speaking, Aning suddenly grabbed his hand and dragged him back to the kitchen.

"Hey, hey, you, what are you doing..."

- bang.

The next moment, Jing Zhao was grabbed by Aning's wrist, holding the knife, and chopped it down with one knife, the pork ribs were cut into two pieces.

Jing Zhao shrank back a bit, but instead of dodging, Aning grabbed him even harder.

He was forced to chop and divide the ribs with a kitchen knife.By the time he realized it, the ribs had already been cooked.

Aning suddenly let go, he walked to the basin to wash his hands, tilted his head slightly and looked at Jing Zhao.

"I thought it was so difficult." His voice was relaxed and cheerful with a bit of carelessness.

Jing Zhao gave him a hard look.

"Then you share the rest of the meat for me!"

Aning habitually raised the left corner of his mouth, smiled cynically, then shook his head and walked out of the kitchen.

"Gu Heipao, if you can't even get over this little thing, then don't be a Paozi from now on."

Jing Zhao could see that Ah Ning did it on purpose!

He just said these words on purpose to stimulate himself.very good!He was really stimulated.

Holding the knife, Jing Zhao cut up the remaining pieces of meat. After a while, all the dishes were ready.

Jing Zhao poured oil into the frying pan and started cooking. Today's celebration banquet was going to serve more than 100 people. He showed the posture of working in the cafeteria back then, and rushed to cook every dish in the state of a big pot meal in the cafeteria.

He made a dish of steamed pork with lily, and another dish of steamed pork ribs with rice flour. Each bowl of pork ribs was covered with golden and glutinous red sweet potatoes.

Stir-fried vegetables are sea melon seeds, kidneys and fried pork.

For vegetarian dishes, I made a dish of scrambled eggs with leeks and a dish of fried yam with fungus.

Seeing that he had plenty of time, Jing Zhao stewed two more soups, one was mutton soup with bupleurum and medlar, and the other was chicken soup with white peony root and yam.

These dishes are warming and tonic medicinal meals.

The disease is spreading. Although there is no cure for the disease yet, it is good to make some mild and nourishing qi and blood medicinal diet, which can improve everyone's immunity.

Shangshiji couldn't seat so many people, so An Nanhuai asked every household to move out their own tables and chairs, and set them up as a long flowing banquet.

When the food was on the table, bursts of exclamation erupted instantly.

"Is this still the fake mouth I know?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Gu is the messenger of the gods. He is no longer a fake mouth. He can taste the taste, cook delicious food, and get the gift of the gods. He has inexhaustible and inexhaustible ingredients. He is here to save Our Great Witch."

The others nodded again and again.

"Mr. Gu is our god going down the stream!"

While talking, their god Gu Jingzhao took off his apron and came out of the shop, seeing that everyone had already started eating, his face was full of smiles.

Jing Zhao was also very happy in his heart, he raised his voice and asked, "Do you think today's food is delicious?"

"good to eat!"

The crowd answered in unison.

After the system prompts sounded in Jing Zhao's mind for many times in a row, Jing Zhao went to the panel and saw that there were 270 more positive feedback coupons!
Jing Zhao rubbed his hands excitedly. According to such an accumulation method, his praise coupons will soon be thousands!He gradually felt the joy of saving coupons.

"Everyone eat well and drink well. Today's food is enough, everyone must be full and enjoy themselves." He took a bowl of rice wine and drank a bowl with everyone before returning to the main table.

An Nanhuai and An Zhiping are sitting at this table, Shandan and Qing are on the side, Xiaohu and Xiaoyun are on the other side, and Jing Zhao is sitting on the same bench with Aning.

"Yesterday, I was able to escape from the patriarch and the priests, thanks to your help. I offer you a glass." Jing Zhao drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

The rest of the people also picked up their wine bowls and drank the wine in the bowls. Xiaohu and Xiaoyun looked at them with wide eyes in confusion. They didn't understand what these adults were doing, but they were drinking so much. Must be something good.

"Mr. Gu, you are being polite. Everyone in Xiaxi village is able to sit here and eat this meal today. It is all thanks to you. I would like to regard you as a god. Please point out a way for Xiaxi to lead us out of the epidemic and famine. "

After An Nanhuai finished speaking, he bowed heavily to Jingzhao.

An Zhiping also did the same, "What Nan Huai said is exactly what I think in my heart, Mr. Gu, please save Xiaxi."

Jing Zhao knew in his heart that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. From the beginning, he only wanted to exchange some positive comments coupons to prolong his life. Later, he saved the Qing family and the entire Shandan family. Now the entire Xiaxi village also pins its hopes on him. body.

Jing Zhao pursed his lips, whether he should take this responsibility or not.

He turned his head and glanced at Aning, and it happened that the boy was also looking at him, but Aning didn't give him an answer, instead his gaze was also asking Jing Zhao, and he also wanted to know what choice Jing Zhao made.

Jing Zhao secretly sighed in his heart, after much deliberation, he seemed to have no other way, this question had already been sent to him, and it seemed that he had no choice but to agree.

Jing Zhao replied: "Naturally, I share weal and woe with everyone."

(End of this chapter)