Alchemy & Martial Supreme

But no matter how difficult it was, Qin Ming did not lose hope.

He took out another copy of Yuan Zhi, and when he was planning to refining, the door of the room was knocked and a wind white voice sounded outside.

Qin Ming looked up at the sky, it was completely dark outside.

After bed together, Qin Ming began to make alchemy, and before he knew it, night had completely fallen.

One day passed without knowing it, and time passed so fast.

Opening the door, Feng Bai held a wild boar corpse in his hand, put the corpse on the ground, and passed it to Qin Ming, "Good luck today. I beat a big guy. Let's eat this today. You can deal with him." Now, I'll change some wine."

Qin Ming took it and said with a smile: "Okay."

Feng Bai had said before that he would drink with him at night. The wild boar carcass was huge, and one thigh was enough for two people.

He glanced at the bow on Feng Bai's shoulder. The worn-out bow was simply not capable of hunting such a big guy.

And this wild boar was obviously beaten to death.

Obviously, this bow is just a disguise for Feng Bai.

Qin Ming took the wild boar, and Feng Bai dragged the remaining wild boar carcass to change wine.

Back in the room and looked at the stove, Qin Ming frowned. Although everything was complete, there was firewood.

But in fact, Qin Ming didn't cook or planned to cook here, so he never cleaned the stove.

Shaking his head, Qin Ming began to clean up patiently: "Since I want to live in seclusion in the town, do it more thoroughly."

The way of wind gathered in his hand, attached to the stove, not long after all the dust on it gathered together, with a light wave, the dust flew out.

The stove, which was just dirty, has become clean and free of dust.

He picked up the pot and bake it over a low fire casually, it felt almost a little interesting.

"Just use the quiet fire to roast it." With his ability to control the flame, he wants to roast the pork leg without baking it.

Every alchemist has a hundred times more control over flames than a cook.

The distribution of the medicinal properties in the source plant is uneven, and the medicinal properties are complicated, so the alchemist needs to separate them carefully with flames.

One hand held the pork leg, and the other hand ran the faint fire. After a few breaths, the pork leg was scorched outside and tender inside, with a faint fragrance.

From the space ring, take out some simple seasonings and apply them evenly to make the pork leg more fragrant.

Soon the roasted pork leg was done, golden and crispy, hot and smokey.

Run Gen Qi a little bit, divide the pork leg into several even portions and put them in a large bowl. Without taste, Qin Ming poured himself a cup of tea and waited for Feng Bai.

It didn't take long before Feng Bai carried a jar of wine and swaggered over.

Putting the wine on the table, looking at the cooked pork legs, smoking hot, a little surprised: "Is it ready so soon?"

What he said to Qin Ming before, let him deal with it, it was not cooked.

Qin Ming is a demon hunter, and so young, he must spend most of his time in cultivation.

So Feng Bai thought that most of Qin Ming couldn't cook. Originally, Feng Bai planned that he would come and help Qin Ming make it, but he didn't expect it to be done so quickly.

After pouring the wine, Qin Ming and Feng Bai drank a bowl, and then each took a large piece of meat in their hands and ate them.

"The taste is not bad." Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction while eating the tender pork legs on the outside.

In the Cloud City Alliance, there are special chefs who prepare food, so Qin Ming doesn't cook by himself on weekdays.

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