Beasts start from stone

When the group returned to Wanjia Inn, it was already approaching noon, and it was time to make lunch.

After some selection, Xu Qingge bought a lot of ingredients.

Jennifer's appetite was too exaggerated, and she would be exhausted just by cooking each dish by herself, so Xu Qingge focused on soup.

"Brother Wanle, can you lend me some kitchen utensils?"

Xu Qingge lay on the counter and looked at Wan Le with an obedient expression.

"Tweet, does Xiao Qingge want to cook in person?"

Wan Le closed the page of the book with care. In this country of Boyi, books are very rare treasures.

After putting down the book collection in his hand, Wan Le looked at the well-organized inn, and now he had nothing to do.

After all, this is a century-old store, so if he leaves for a while, nothing will go wrong.

What's more, Wan Le has a clear mind, and most of the guests in his inn come here to rest.

The environment here is much better than sleeping outdoors in a cave or tree cave.

But in the catering area, apart from some rice wine, only some really hungry guests and a small number of bird guests would order something to eat.

In the ledger, accommodation expenses are recorded much more than food expenses.

Thinking of this, Wan Le stretched his wings, flew onto Xu Qingge's shoulders, and landed gently.

Some things should not be said loudly.

"Xiao Qingge, look at my kitchen. It's full of oil fumes. It would be bad if it stains your clothes. How about going to my private kitchen?"

Wan Le can settle down in Dongcheng as a foreign country, so he naturally has the keen intuition of a businessman.

The spider suit on Xu Qingge's body could not be obtained with just four gold coins.

In addition, she was sent back by the city lord's personal guards that day. Although she couldn't guess the details, it would be a pity to let this spider suit be stained with oil fumes.

His private kitchen is where he turns on a small stove for Grog. Although it is not used often, it is clean.

"As you wish."

Xu Qingge will naturally not be polite, it doesn't matter where he cooks.

Wanle's kitchen is definitely better.

"Arthur, Alger. Go and get a table."

Xu Qingge turned around and greeted.

The inn is about to enter its busiest time, and there is no dedicated table for them here.

"Kelly~ But, do you want to hold it for a while? You don't need to take it with you when you go to the kitchen."

Arthur nodded, but she looked a little worried at the little Linglong held by Xu Qingge.

Is it really necessary to bring it into the kitchen?

"It's not like I can cook her, don't worry."

……

"Brother Wanle, your kitchen is really good."

Xu Qingge felt a sense of home, and the stove used here was even the same as that of his grandfather's house.

The pots and pans inside can even vaguely smell the fragrance of soap locust.

"Here, put the ingredients here."

Looking at Jennifer who was following Xu Qingge with empty hands, Wan Le could probably guess that he had a way to store items.

After all, after living in this southern city (Meno City) for so long, who doesn’t know Jennifer’s name?

"Oh~"

"Swell."

Jennifer took out a big bag from her ear, which contained today's lunch ingredients.

Although it may be confusing to pile them all together, there is nothing you can do about it.

Then he took out another bag and sorted out the bottles and jars inside. It was the materials that Xu Qingge had counted.

As soon as Xu Qingge came in, she saw an iron soup bucket, which was exactly what she wanted.

"Brother Wanle, if you're not busy, can you stay and help me?" Xu Qingge's tone was quite tactful. Wanle did a good job on some of the food.

He is able to teach Hua Guan to make sesame balls that are more delicious than those sold outside.

There is no such convenient thing as sesame dough leavening agent here.

Logically speaking, such a skilled chef must be a bit arrogant.

For this fellow countryman of his, Xu Qingge always wanted to do something to repay him, but was afraid of stepping on things that shouldn't be stepped on.

"Tweet? Is this really good?"

Although Wan Le is not very strong, he has lived for hundreds of years. How could he not understand Xu Qingge's little intentions.

But this is stealing a lesson.

"In my city, recipes are no longer a hidden secret."

"Besides, isn't it a glorious thing to open up new territories for Longhua's food?"

With that said, Xu Qingge took a basin, went to the yard to get some water from the hand well, and put Xiao Linglong in it.

Hameln probably won't soak little Linglong in water, although he doesn't know if little Linglong can drink water in the jade cocoon.

It's a pity that except for the soup bucket, there is no container that can completely submerge Xiao Linglong in the water.

After settling down Xiao Linglong, Xu Qingge took some soap locust powder and rubbed it on his hands. This was a very novel experience.

Before coming here, although Xu Qingge lived on campus, he still bought a bottle of hand sanitizer and kept it in his dormitory.

Wan Le also dipped his paws into some soap locust powder and pecked the handle of the hand well.

After washing Xu Qingge's hands, he washed his own paws while the water in the hand well was not running clean.

While the two were busy, Jennifer quietly approached the box containing soap powder and took a bite.

"Oh……"

Although it's a bit sticky, it's undoubtedly delicious.

“Jennifer, why don’t you go and wait at the table.”

Xu Qingge was a little dumbfounded. Although saponin powder is indeed a medicinal material, no one would take a bite of other people's soap.

"Oh……"

Jennifer was a little frustrated. His instinct told him that this was delicious...

"How about, big man, stand at the door and watch for Xiao Qingge?"

"What she wants to do cannot be seen by others."

Wan Le knew Jennifer's real name, but he was not familiar with Jennifer.

Because Jennifer can fly, no matter where she goes, she can get back and forth in one day without having to stay overnight.

If it weren't for Xu Qingge's sake, Wan Le would not have come into contact with such a criminal with a criminal record.

So that's all I can call him.

"Oh~"

After receiving Wan Le's instructions, Jennifer squatted at the edge of the kitchen, staring at the servants coming and going. He now looked at everyone as if they were thieves.

Xu Qingge didn't care about these little things. Anyway, he was the first one to give Jennifer a taste after finishing it.

There was no difference between him waiting at the table and the door.

"Wanle, you know flying magic, can you help me fillet these fish? The thinner, the better."

The only thing Xu Qingge couldn't see in the kitchen was the knife.

But considering that this is Wanle's private kitchen, for the flying pet beast, the wind is like a knife.

She picked up a dried cod and handed it to Wanle.

He went to the bag to pick up a piece of green rope, untied the knot, and a piece of green "paper" appeared in front of him.

"This kelp is of good quality."

That's right, the green rope Angry Chicken uses to tie the dried cod is not seaweed, but a type of seaweed, exactly kelp.