God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Seeing the dying dragon, many disciples present fell into silence, as if in mourning.

The little junior sister stuck out her tongue and said to the dragon with an embarrassed look on her face.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it."

It can be seen that even if it died, this dragon could not close its eyes in the end.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but Ye Changqing finally broke the silence.

Coming to another dragon, this dragon quickly shouted.

"Wait a minute, don't bother, I'll do it myself."

Then he simply committed suicide.

We are all going to die anyway, so we might as well walk more comfortably. These Divine Sword Peak disciples are simply devils.

Before he could even speak, he was dead again. Ye Changqing had no choice but to look at the other dragon.

"Hmph, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated."

"My dragon clan has never been afraid of death."

"I would rather die standing than live on my knees."

Following Ye Changqing's gaze, one after another the dragons chose to commit suicide without any hesitation.

Not to mention anything else, this dragon clan is indeed very proud. In this regard, they have a bit of the dragon clan's demeanor. They would rather die than tarnish the dragon clan's pride.

But there may be some other reasons. After all, the dragon just now was really miserable.

Without even raising his hand, just glancing around with his eyes, more than a hundred dragons died. For a while, many disciples burst into cheers.

"Junior Brother Changqing is mighty."

"I would like to call Junior Brother Changqing the strongest dragon slayer in the world."

"What a dragon slayer. Junior brother said this very quickly."

Listening to the cheers around him, the corners of Ye Changqing's mouth twitched. Do you really not know why these dragons committed suicide? Or are you pretending to be confused?

Or maybe you want to cover up your embarrassment by praising yourself?

Let me tell you, I, Ye Changqing, don’t do this.

Finally, under the urging of everyone, Ye Changqing returned to the camp first. The main reason was that it was dawn and it was time to prepare breakfast.

As for other matters, the disciples will naturally handle them.

Riding Xiaobai back to the kitchen, the first batch of water tribes had been transported back by the senior brothers.

Looking at the many ingredients piled up in categories, Ye Changqing thought about what he should do.

After thinking about it, I decided to make a pot of seafood porridge.

[Seafood porridge is sweet and delicious. It is made from different aquatic species and mixed with good spirit rice. It has the effect of warming and nourishing the meridians. 】

The preparation of seafood porridge is not difficult, and the combination is relatively casual.

Shrimps, giant crabs, sixty-year-old crabs, scallops, squid, etc. can all be put in.

There are also chives, coriander and other ingredients.

Putting the pot on the fire, Ye Changqing set up the large pots one by one. The knife was flying in his hand, and the ingredients were quickly processed.

Like picking shrimps, washing and cutting the cancer crabs, etc.

These things are not difficult for Ye Changqing, after all, this sword skill is not practiced in vain.

Not long after, the rich aroma wafted from the pots of seafood porridge.

They made a lot of food, serving 5000 people, enough to eat for all the disciples participating in the war.

But this meal consumes a lot of money. Adhering to the standard of two spiritual shrimps and one giant crab per person, it seems that the [-] aquarium people cannot hold on for too long.

Just when breakfast was being prepared, all the disciples rushed to the kitchen one after another, as if they had arrived at random.

"smell good."

"Is this what the sea smells like?"

"Damn, why didn't I find it before? What a loss, what a loss."

Each disciple kept inhaling, as if they were trying to suck up all the fragrance in the air.

There is no need to rush for breakfast today, everyone has a portion, and the quantity is very large.

It was the first time to eat such rich rice. Instead of using a basin, everyone stood directly in front of the big pot and started cooking.

Each person has a pot, and the quantity is prepared, no more, no less.

"Haha, cool."

Holding a crab claw that was as tall as himself, Xu Jie was chewing on it until he felt carried away.

One person, one pot, this was something that could only happen in dreams before.

Just looking at him eating crabs, Ye Changqing's eyes almost popped out because this guy didn't spit out the shells.

Such a big crab claw, such a thick crab shell, and it was also the hardest part. Wori just chewed on it and ate most of it without even spitting out any residue.

Not only him, but also other disciples, including Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao and other female disciples.

That mouth was like a steel knife. With one bite, the crab claws cracked open and there was no resistance.

"Well, fellow seniors, this is not how cancer crabs eat."

Listening to the constant clicking sounds coming from everyone's mouths, Ye Changqing couldn't help but remind them, and then he personally demonstrated for everyone.

The crab shell cannot be eaten, only the crab meat inside is the most delicious part.

Moreover, cancer crabs are already large in size and have a lot of crab meat, so there is no need to fight with the tasteless crab shells.

However, what Ye Changqing didn't expect was that in the face of his demonstration, all the disciples refused without thinking.

"How can you throw this away, Junior Brother Changqing, you are so wasteful."

"Yes, this crab shell tastes so good, full of freshness and sweetness."

"Crab meat is delicious, and although crab shells are second best, they can't be wasted."

"It seems that you have never experienced hard times, Junior Brother Changqing. It is shameful to waste food."

Instead, he was scolded by the senior brothers. Ye Changqing opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

I could only give a silent thumbs up.

Just at this time, there was a sudden movement at the entrance of the courtyard. The brothers and sisters were busy eating and didn't want to pay attention. Ye Changqing looked for the sound. For a moment, he was stunned.

Outside the courtyard gate, I saw an injured disciple covered in bandages, crawling into the courtyard bit by bit.

The originally white gauze was now stained red with blood.

What is this about?

Ye Changqing said with concern as he quickly stepped forward to help the senior brother up.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"I want...I want...give it to me..."

He was seriously injured and said weakly. Hearing this, Ye Changqing was confused, what do you want? What more do you want after being injured like this?

Not knowing why, he asked.

"Senior brother, please tell me clearly. What do you want? What will I give you?"

"Give me...Give me a bite..."

Damn it, Ye Changqing just wants to leave it here and let it die. It's like this, you still want to take a bite?

And if he admits correctly, this guy must be a handyman disciple.

This is outrageous. You must know that the residence of the handyman disciple is the farthest from the kitchen. How on earth did this guy crawl over from such a far place alone.

Doesn't he feel any pain? The bandage was already bleeding. It was hard to imagine what he had gone through along the way.

In the end, all he wanted was a bite of seafood porridge.

Not paying any attention to Ye Changqing's livid expression, the handyman disciple kept staring at the big pots and kept muttering in his mouth.

"Give me...Give me a bite..."