The yellow badger's eyes widened.

A whole chicken was wearing a pole, applying more salt, and a gourd fruit wine... The yellow badger was inexplicably excited when he heard these requests.

Is this the hint from the eldest young master to himself? The only time I roasted chicken for the eldest young master was to apply salt and wear it with the flagpole of the Lanfengying camp? The eldest young master also gave him a spiritual fruit wine brewed from the Monkey King Mountain at that time, which I still remember clearly today...

"Two senior brothers, I wonder who wants to eat such chicken?" Huang Yao asked carefully.

"Junior brother, don't ask more questions if you shouldn't." Jiao Yun glared at him, "Just make the chicken."

Without saying a word, the yellow badger stuffed two large plates of golden fried chicken into the hands of the two deacon disciples, then rushed into the kitchen, quickly grabbed a chicken, cooked it clean, and then used a bamboo pole about the size of a Zuanfengying flagpole, and set it on the fire and roasted it.

"This junior brother, didn't the original chicken sucking hands in fried food?" Yuan Ping said in surprise.

"That's chicken nuggets! The whole chicken must be roasted!" The yellow badger said seriously.

...

Try to imitate the time I roasted on Snake King Mountain. The Yellow Badger made a whole roasted chicken and used a gourd to fill a small half of the gourd wine. Since there was no fruit-making wine in the kitchen, it could only be replaced with ordinary rice wine. However, regardless of the size of the gourd or the amount of the wine, the Yellow Badger tried to imitate the small half of the gourd wine that the eldest son gave him.

He handed all these things to the two deacon disciples, and then accompanied them with two large plates of golden sucking original chickens. The yellow badger watched the two go away, feeling uneasy.

But then, the angry other eight-line disciples rushed up with murderous intent. Huang Yao was startled and turned around and ran away...

Mysterious cave in black and white mountains.

"This...this..." The tall young man with scales on his forehead looked at the roast chicken and was very excited. "It's exactly the same as that time. Is there really a demon coming to save me? Let me think about it... what is the little demon who makes roast chicken...?"

He ate the roasted chicken in big mouthfuls. After a while, he ate all the roasted chicken. He picked up the fried chicken next to him, took a bite, and widened his eyes.

"This is the original flavor chicken that the little demon said? It's really delicious if I didn't lie to me!"

The tall young man wiped out all the chicken like a wind and clouds. He reluctantly sucked the last chicken leg bone, and at the same time picked up half of the gourd wine, raised his head and poured it into his mouth... Just as he was savoring the deliciousness of the chicken, suddenly the old voice rang again:

"How is it, little black snake, are you satisfied with the food? If you are satisfied, then..."

"Don't be satisfied! Not satisfied at all!" The tall young man was startled and threw the chicken leg bone in his hand far away, deliberately saying disgusted: "What kind of original chicken is so uneatable to sucking hands! If it weren't for the fact that it was meat, I wouldn't have eaten it! You want to enlighten me old thing!"

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Dining room.

After the two deacon disciples left, Brother Badger knew that he had committed anger and ran faster than a rabbit, and lost his shadow. The murderous disciples of the Eight-Meridians finally failed to eat the original chicken sucking hands during this lunch, and in the end they could only eat the meal made by the little fat man and the others.

To their surprise, the taste of the food was not as bad as expected!

In fact, the little fat man's home runs a restaurant, and his cooking skills are indeed good. He was not familiar with all aspects when he first arrived at the kitchen. He worked hard to make a lot of dishes, so it was quite unpalatable. But after these few days, the new disciples of the kitchen headed by the little fat man gradually became familiar with their work, and their cooperation became tacit, and the taste of the dishes naturally improved.

The old disciples were previously attracted by the delicious fried chicken from another world, so they naturally had no feeling. But today, the lunch was gone and they could only eat honestly, which made them look a little better at the skills of the fat man and others.

Apart from the fact that it wasn't fresh enough because it was stored for too long, the food itself tasted pretty good!

Because the Yellow Badger refused to make any point of making the original chicken with the original flavor of the yellow badger, the other new disciples in the kitchen were so angry that they had already embraced a small group, headed by the Lihuo lineage, which was incompatible with the Yellow Badger. Even the cooking kitchens were separated... The Yellow Badger occupied the room with ten people surrounding the big pot, specializing in making fried chicken, while the Little Badger and the others occupied several other rooms, and everyone divided the work and cooperated.

Seeing that the old disciples had finished their meal, they had no problems for the first time, and even nodded slightly, the new disciples in the kitchen headed by the fat man were all excited.

When the old disciples dispersed, the group got together.

"I just said, we have made such great progress these days, and the food is getting better and better. How could we lose to that guy!" the girl with freckles on her face hummed.

"That's it," the other man nodded violently, "Fried chicken cannot be eaten as food. In the end, everyone can only eat our food. But every time we are scolded, it's really outrageous."

The little fat man from the Lihuo lineage smiled slightly: "Dear brothers and sisters, today's lunch proves at least one thing, that is, our meal is not difficult to get down. It's just that the seniors and sisters were blinded by the original sucking chicken, so they didn't notice this."

"I believe you can see that as long as we don't suck the original chicken, our meals will be more popular! Since that's the case, I have an idea." The fat man showed a wicked smile.

...

The yellow badger returns to the kitchen when the sun sets.

In the afternoon, he ran to a secluded place, called Xiao Jin down from the sky, wrote the news that he had just learned about the whereabouts of the eldest young master, and tied it to Xiao Jin's claws. At Xiao Jin's speed, it took less than half a day to send the news back to Snake King Mountain.

No matter what, at least the eldest young master is still alive, this is good news.

However, when he finished all this and returned to the kitchen, he was shocked to find that the kitchen was in a mess... The super pot that ten people could not hold was turned off the stove and turned upside down on the ground!

Brother Badger turned his eyes and knew who did it.

It is impossible for the pot to fall off the stove by itself, not to mention that such a large pot is even more impossible to accidentally overturn it. Looking at the edge of one side of the stove, there are a bunch of footprints. Brother Badger immediately imagined the scene of seven or eight young boys and girls climbing onto the stove and shouting one, two or three, pushing the big pot off the stove together...

The fragrance of food came from the kitchens next door, and the sound of jingling spatulas and bowls colliding, which seemed to be in full swing. The yellow badger swayed over and saw that the dinner prepared by the little fat man was quite sumptuous!

Some are cooking in the pot, some are stewing soup in the pot, and some are steaming things... At first glance, there is no stove or pot that is free and is all occupied.
Chapter completed!