Da Qin: I am really not the Human Emperor!

Chapter 133 Mo Qilin: Not bad! From now on you will be my cover!

A vicious beast? Ordinary?
Fatty Ding looked at Ying Zizhou. He couldn't connect the words ferocious beast and ordinary.

"Dare I ask, win the second young master, this ferocious beast..."

"Yes, it's exactly what you thought, it's the ferocious beast in the rumors." Ying Zizhou said calmly.

Ding Pangzi was shocked when he heard this. He thought the rumored ferocious beast was just some other ferocious beast, but it turned out to be this!

Thinking of this, he looked at the piece of meat and couldn't help but swallow.

He said he had never seen meat like this before.

"How about it? Can it be concocted?" Ying Zizhou asked.

Fatty Ding put his hand on the flesh and blood of the ferocious beast, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, then shook his head.

"Forgive me, Second Young Master Ying."

"What?" Ying Zizhou also frowned when he heard this.

"This is the first time I've seen this ferocious beast's flesh and blood. Although I feel itchy and unbearable, I don't know how to prepare it." Fatty Ding said truthfully.

Under his just touch, he immediately knew that this kind of ferocious beast's flesh and blood was not something he could process. Not to mention anything else, he didn't even know how to cut this ferocious beast's flesh and blood!
As a cook, he has a special sensitivity to ingredients. He knows very well that with the kitchen utensils he knows, there is absolutely no way to cook.

Knowing the characteristics of the flesh and blood of this ferocious beast, he was a little shocked by Ying Zizhou. How did Ying Ergong kill such a ferocious beast and get its meat?
Hearing his words, Mo Qilin was immediately disappointed, while Ying Zizhou looked at the other person, thought for a moment and said, "You said you can't cook?"

"Yes." Then, Fatty Ding also stated his reasons.

After Mo Qilin heard this, he immediately raised his head. Dare you have such a reason? You should have said it earlier!

Then, he raised his forelimbs, and with a swipe sound, his sharp claws popped out, ready to cut open the flesh and blood of the fast beast.

Ying Zizhou patted its head angrily, asking him to cut it open. The key was to let Fatty Ding cut it open!

Then, he thought for a while, seemed to have thought of something, took out a short blade from his arms and threw it on the table.

"Try this."

Fatty Ding was a little confused, but he stepped forward and took the short blade. The moment he held the short blade, his eyes instantly narrowed, and he also noticed the extraordinary quality of the short blade in his hand.

It is said that swordsmen are the most sensitive to swords, and so are cooks. The moment a skilled chef holds a kitchen knife, he will know whether it can cut ingredients!
And the feeling that this short blade gave him now was that it could split the flesh and blood of the beast in front of him!
"No need, this short blade is fine!" Fatty Ding looked at him and said.

Ying Zizhou nodded. This short blade was a toy he had left behind before. Later he put it away when he no longer needed it. Now it seems just right to use it as a kitchen utensil.

Then, he took out a small cauldron and said, "This is used for cooking. Do you still have any questions?"

Fatty Ding looked at him, then at the cauldron and the short blade in his hand, thinking how did you hide so many things in your arms?

However, considering that this matter was a bit offensive, he did not dare to mention it.

"Gone."

"Then go ahead. It doesn't matter whether you succeed or not. There is no need to feel pressure." Ying Zizhou said.

Fatty Ding nodded when he heard this, then he picked up the beast's flesh and blood, took the small cauldron and ran towards the kitchen impatiently.

Harvesting ferocious beasts was something he had never thought of. For a moment, various methods flashed through his mind!

Ying Zizhou glanced at Mo Qilin and raised his foot angrily.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Do you still expect him to be able to cook on his own?"

Mo Qilin was stunned for a moment, and then followed him.

In the kitchen, Fatty Ding was a little surprised when he saw Mo Qilin. He licked his face and smiled. "Master, what are you doing?"

Mo Qilin pointed at the small tripod and then at himself, but Fatty Ding looked confused.

Mo Qilin was a little anxious. Why couldn't this kid understand?
Then, it spat out a breath of ghostly fire towards the small cauldron. Fatty Ding was immediately frightened and trembled. Then he looked at Mo Qilin, and then at the small cauldron.

"Master, do you mean to help me hold the fire?"

Mo Qilin nodded. Without its ghostly fire, Fatty Ding would not be able to cook the flesh and blood of this ferocious beast.

Seeing this, Fatty Ding also breathed a sigh of relief. He only realized this problem now.

Okay, everything is ready. He looked at the ferocious beast in front of him with bloody eyes that gradually became firm.

……

He was drinking tea on Ying Zizhou's side. He wasn't worried about the situation on Mo Qilin's side. Although the boy was a little jumpy, he would not mess around when it came to his own food.

Later, he also chatted with the Moon God, mainly about sacrificial matters.

But at this moment, Mo Qilin suddenly ran in in a hurry, his eyes full of worry.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"What, you said he passed out?"

Hearing Mo Qilin's words, Ying Zizhou also frowned, and then followed Mo Qilin.

As soon as he entered, he saw Fatty Ding lying on the ground. His face was extremely ugly, his whole body was twitching, big beads of sweat appeared on his face, and his breathing was disordered.

But there is still a faint fluorescence on its body.

Ying Zizhou looked at it and immediately noticed the small cauldron on Table Mountain that was wrapped in ghostly fire. There was also a handful of tableware inside. He immediately knew what was going on.

He immediately touched his forehead. How could he forget this?

That was the flesh and blood of a ferocious beast. How could ordinary people eat it at will? Ordinary people wouldn't care about it, but he forgot that Fatty Ding was the chef and he wanted to try the dishes!

As a result, it ended up like this. If Mo Qilin hadn't been protecting him, Fatty Ding would have exploded with just one bite!
Ying Zizhou sighed, what's going on? He almost got himself involved in cooking, and Ying Zizhou was also a little helpless.

Then, he squatted down and put his hands on Fatty Ding's body. With a flash of fluorescent light, the abnormality on Fatty Ding's body disappeared.

"This, win the second young master..."

"Okay, this matter is my problem. I remind you not to try that flesh and blood at will. Fortunately, Mo Qilin is here."

Fatty Ding was a little embarrassed when he heard this. He did think that the flesh and blood of the ferocious beast would be very powerful, but he just took a small taste!

Who knew that just one bite would almost kill him.

At this time, Mo Qilin on the side saw this, lowered his head, took off a scale from his body, and sent it towards him.

Looking at the scales floating in front of him, Fatty Ding hesitated a little. He looked at Ying Zizhou.

"Take it, with these scales here, you don't have to worry about such problems when trying dishes in the future."

As he said that, Ying Zizhou looked at Mo Qilin, "Good guy, this kid is willing to give away his own scales even though he is willing to risk his life for the stutterer?"
Mo Qilin raised his head and urged Fatty Ding to continue quickly. Fatty Ding dared to delay.

　I'm really sorry, the chapter is repeated again. I uploaded it last night and went to bed before I could check it. It has been revised now.

　　In order to avoid this situation, update the update time earlier next time. Even if such a problem occurs again, try to solve it on the same day.

　　I'm really sorry for affecting everyone's reading experience!
　　
　
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