Alchemy&Martial Supreme

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

He took out another piece of Yuanzhi, and when he was going to refine it, the door was knocked, and the voice of Fengbai sounded outside.

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

Together bed, Qin Ming began to alchemy, unconsciously, night has completely come.

The day passed unconsciously. Time passed quickly.

When he opened the door, Feng Bai held a dead boar in his hand, put it on the ground, separated it by a thigh, and handed it to Qin Ming: "I'm lucky today. I beat a big guy. Let's eat this today. You can deal with him, and I'll change some wine."

Qin Ming took it and said with a smile, "good."

Feng Bai had said before that he would drink with him at night. The boar's body was big and one thigh was enough for two people to eat.

Looking at the bow on Feng Bai's shoulder, the old bow has no ability to hunt such a big guy.

And the boar was obviously killed alive.

Obviously, this bow is just a camouflage of Fengbai.

Qin Ming took the boar, and Fengbai dragged the rest of the boar body to change wine.

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

In fact, Qin Ming doesn't cook and doesn't plan to cook here, so he doesn't clean the stove at all.

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

The wind gathered in my hand, attached to the stove, and soon all the dust gathered together. With a wave of my hand, the dust flew out.

Just dirty stove, has become clean, no dust.

Pick up the pot, casually with the fire baked for a while, always feel bad a little meaning.

"Let's just bake it over a quiet fire." With his ability to control the fire, it's easy to cook the pork leg without burning it.

Every alchemist controls the fire 100 times better than a chef.

The distribution of medicinal properties in the source plant is uneven, and the medicinal properties are complex, so the pharmacists need to separate them carefully with flame.

One hand is holding the pig leg, the other hand is running the quiet fire. During a few breaths, the pig leg is scorched outside and tender inside, sending out a faint fragrance.

From the space ring, take out some simple seasoning, evenly smear on it, pig legs become more fragrant.

Soon the roast pork leg was finished, golden and crisp, hot and smoky.

Turning on the source gas a little, he divided the pig legs into several equal portions and put them in a big bowl. Without tasting them, Qin Ming poured himself a cup of tea and waited for Fengbai.

Before long, Fengbai came with a jar of wine.

Put the wine on the table, looking at the pig leg, which was already ripe and smoking, was a little surprised: "it's ready so soon?"

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

Qin Ming is a demon hunter. He is so young that he must spend most of his time practicing.

So Fengbai thinks that Qin Ming can't cook. Originally, Fengbai planned that he would help Qin Ming do it, but he didn't expect that it would be done so soon.

After pouring the wine, Qin Ming and Feng Bai drank a bowl, and then each took a large piece of meat in his hand and chewed it.

"It's not bad." Eating the pig's leg, Qin Ming nodded with satisfaction.

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