100 Types of Sweet Pampered Wife

Chapter 809 Jungle Barbecue
"Don't, don't!"

Taotie shuddered, startled by the Qiankun kitchen knife in Jun Zhitong's hand.

He didn't expect that this woman would treat divine beasts as ingredients so lightly, it was simply too insane.

"You know nothing of my worth."

"Speak human language!" Jun Zhitong squinted her eyes, and fumbled for the Qiankun kitchen knife lightly.

Seeing the flickering light of the kitchen knife, Taotie swallowed, and said hastily: "Aren't you going to wash the marrow and cut the scriptures? I can find all kinds of valuable spiritual herbs, spiritual beasts and so on for you."

"Oh, that's all?" Jun Zhitong blew on the kitchen knife, and let out a buzzing sound, shaking Taotie's heart.

"Also, as long as you add strength to me, I will be able to recover in a short time. At that time, you will have a divine beast as a guardian spirit beast, how majestic. You know, in the entire Stardust Continent, no one can subdue a divine beast as a guardian spirit Beast."

After Taotie finished speaking, she looked at Jun Zhitong nervously.

"Well, this sounds pretty good." Jun Zhitong smiled, flicked the kitchen knife, and made a clear sound. "Here, I'm hungry now, go find some delicious ingredients for me."

"Yes!" Taotie's eyes lit up, and he quickly rushed into the depths of the canyon.

Tsk tsk, this little thing looks chubby, but it moves quite neatly.

Not long after, Taotie brought back some ingredients.

Jun Zhitong raised her eyes, and the thousand machine eyes opened, imprinting the information of these ingredients into her mind.

[Lan Falcon, a first-class beast, flesh and blood has a weak healing effect and can be used as food material]

Hmm... this and other ingredients should have the effect of improving physical fitness, right?

By the way, didn't there be some kind of ninth-level spiritual grass, purple blue spiritual plant just now?
If it is added to the Lan Falcon, it may have a very good effect. After all, the introduction of the succubus egg just now is to bewitch, but the result is to subdue Taotie.

Who knows what kind of miraculous effect this Lan Falcon baked with such high-grade spiritual grass as the Zilan spiritual plant will have?

Immediately, Jun Zhitong couldn't help but look forward to it.

Immediately afterwards, a flame rolled up in the canyon.

Jun Zhitong took out the Qiankun kitchen knife, and with a thought, it instantly transformed into a handy meat cleaver.

With the knife in hand, he quickly put the Lan Falcon through the water, shaved off the hair, and deboned. This action is not too handsome.

Immediately afterwards, she dried the Lan Falcon and baked it on the fire. A delicacy that is not only delicious but also healing is about to be born.

For Jun Zhitong, generally delicious barbecue does not need to be marinated.

When the moisture is dried and the fat is roasted, sprinkle with various ingredients to fully stimulate the aroma of the meat.

Not long after, a strong aroma wafted out, and the Taotie beside him was already salivating all over the floor, staring longingly at Lan Falcon on the fire.

The Lan Falcon, which was roasted golden, made a sizzling sound, dripping hot fat, making the flames churn continuously.

"I can't wait." Taotie swallowed, and rushed forward, about to devour it.

With a clang, a gleaming kitchen knife was thrown in front of him, Taotie's pupils shrank, and he stopped for a moment, not daring to move.

"I don't mind throwing you in while the firepower is booming." Jun Zhitong squinted her eyes and smiled charmingly, making Taotie's heart tremble.

"Haha, master, I'm just kidding. Besides, I'm so impulsive, it also shows that the food you cook is too tempting."

Jun Zhitong rolled her eyes, snorted coldly, and ignored this greedy guy.

She grabbed the kitchen knife with one hand, and with a flash of white light, the Qiankun kitchen knife turned into an awl again.

Jun Zhitong's eyes froze, she grabbed the awl, and nimbly poked a lot of small holes in the Lan Falcon.

After finishing all this, she touched the seasoning on it, and then poured the juice squeezed from the purple blue spirit plant on it.

If some alchemists knew that Jun Zhitong used the Zilan Lingzhu in this way, they would probably be so angry that they would vomit blood.

This is a rare ninth-level spirit grass!It's so wasteful to use it as a seasoning, and a prodigal can't be so defeated.

(End of this chapter)