The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Nan Gongyi only said two words: "White Tiger."

Bai Hu suddenly bitterly face - he does not believe that this delicate little boy can cook delicious food, but since the master has given orders, he can only do it without hesitation.

After half an hour, Tunxi looked at a large bundle of meat and meat with a large bundle of meat and abundance. He didn’t know what to say.

It’s just that when I came into contact with the white tiger’s unbelievable gaze and Nangong’s meaningful sneer, there was a sudden arrogance in my heart.

Hey, this stupid mortal, dare to doubt the level of her super chef, and let them taste what it is like to swallow their tongues.

Tunxi quickly took the spirit and beast into the space, leaving only a mountain pig and some accessories. The simple grill and seasonings were also taken from the space and placed in the center of the yard.

“What is this strange thing?” said the white tiger. “Cooking shouldn't cooking in the kitchen with an aura that can condense aura? Can you cook?”

Tunxi ignored him, and the action of handling the mountain pig in his hand began to become extremely fast.

The mountain fragrant pig is small in size, easy to catch, tender and fresh, and with a strong aura, it is a favorite material for the military. The only downside is that the Shanxiang pig comes with a suffocating temperament, which is extremely difficult to remove. Of course, there are also high-level chefs who can remove the suffocation in the food, but the aura in the food will disappear.

White Tiger chose this kind of ingredients, it is obviously difficult to see the brook, want to see her ugly meaning.

At this time, she saw that she only washed the pork with water. She did not use special medicine to lick it, and she could not help but smile.

However, the next moment, the disdain in the eyes of Bai Hu became a surprise.

I saw that Tunxi didn't know when he had more than a dozen silver needles in his hand, and the action was inserted into the pork very quickly. Then the original aura that was still overflowing was like being locked by an invisible barrier.

"My God, can this be?"

Tunxi didn't pay attention to the exclamation of the white tiger. The speed of her hand was getting faster and faster. After ensuring that the spiritual power in the spirit and beast would not be lost, she began to hollow out the abdominal cavity of the mountain pig, and quickly filled it into the inside. Planting grass, snow ginseng, etc. to add flavor to the ingredients.

Then, the little raccoon who came to pick up the hand, smeared all kinds of seasonings that had just been prepared a few days ago, from the inside to the outside.

The white tiger looked stunned. He had never seen anyone cooking a mountain pig like this. However, the ten fingers of the Tunxi River are slender and beautiful, and the movements are like flowing water. Just watching it is pleasing to the eye and appetite is greatly increased.

Just looking at God, Tunxi suddenly raised his head and waved at him: "Burn the carbon under the shelf."

"Do you let me burn charcoal?" The white tiger made a scream. "I am the best bodyguard of the master, the palace of the king..."

"Can you even burn charcoal?" Tunxi glanced at him with a sneak peek, and then looked at Nangong. "Do you just eat white people in this palace?"

Bai Hu suddenly burst into tears, and his heart yelled: How can I eat white and drink, this spirit beast is bought by me! I bought it! I bought it!

However, the deep-eyed eyes of the master and the child, the white tiger is still awkward, and lost a fireball in the shelf - he is really just a gold fire double attribute of the warrior.

The charcoal block is quickly burned to heat and reach the maximum temperature. Tunxi put the whole mountain fragrant pig on the grill and began to turn slowly.