The Magician's Female Apothecary

Chapter 196: This Is Being Calculated By Someone (3)
"Knead the flour with wine and make it into a big dough..." Murong Ying seemed to have found the feeling, and began to teach the masters with her hands behind her back.

Since there is no tin foil that can be isolated, let's just do it, just make the dough thicker.

They are still using wine and noodles, and everyone is even more puzzled. Can the food made in this way be eaten?

"I'll do it..." At the last step, Murong Ying slowly stepped forward, put the prepared chicken into the dough, and wrapped it tightly.

"Is this really okay?" The chefs on the side expressed their uneasiness. How can they eat it so tightly?

Murong Ying was not swayed by their remarks. There is no oven here, and the temperature of the fire is obviously not enough. It seems that I still have to use the Fire Spirit Orb.

Seeing that she seemed to have no next move, everyone was even more puzzled.

"Can you open up a bit? I'm afraid I'll hurt you..." Murong Ying tilted her head and looked at the people around her, her serious little eyes staring straight at them.

Seeing her appearance, as if she would be seriously injured if she didn't leave, everyone moved out of the kitchen one after another.

The kitchen here was originally spacious, but when everyone left, a large space was vacated. Murong Ying threw the chicken wrapped tightly in the dough into the air, and two bursts of fire burst out from both hands and rushed towards the chicken.

"Wow..." Everyone was expressing amazement because she threw the chicken away, and then seeing flames emanating from her hand, they couldn't help screaming again.

"Is she roasting meat?" One of the onlookers outside the door couldn't help asking.

"Maybe it should be maybe..." The other person stared straight inside and answered vaguely.

"It's not roasted chicken, she's just using the temperature of the fire to cook the chicken..." An older chef stared at the figure inside with burning eyes. If you want to keep the original taste, this is the best way.

At this moment, Murong Ying tightly wrapped the chicken with the red flame, but did not touch it, but used the scorching breath around her to forcefully cook the chicken.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took, until she heard a slight shattering sound from the chicken body, Murong Ying took back the fire, and moved the chicken to the side table.

At this time, a faint burning smell came oncoming, but it also carried a faint fragrance.

The elderly master walked forward slowly, unable to restrain the excitement in his eyes, always feeling that a novel food was about to appear.

Murong Ying looked around, found a big spoon, and knocked it straight on the roasted black chicken body.

Everyone was puzzled by the black mass, and when they saw that she was throwing something at the chicken body like that, they were immediately puzzled. With the sound of something cracking, a strong fragrance wafted from the chicken body.

"This is..." Seeing the emerald green color, the master was stunned for a moment, adding so many seasonings just now, together with the original taste of the chicken, mixed into another unique fragrance, her Doing it like this, firmly locked all the flavors without any leakage, a coincidence, a coincidence.

"Try it..." Murong Ying had already sensed their eagerness to move, and she smiled lightly. Although the method was a little simpler, the result was different.

Sima Kong was shocked by what she did, and when he heard her speak, he slowly stepped forward to pick up the chopsticks and tasted it lightly.

"How's the taste?" Looking at his expression of enjoyment, Murong Ying couldn't help asking, but she didn't believe that he still didn't agree.

(End of this chapter)