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

At the offshore camp, the King Crab was quickly divided into whether it should be steamed or steamed, or stir-fried.

The fragrance soon spread throughout the camp, and many disciples were salivating with greed.

However, Hong Zun had already planned this meal and was the first to provide it to the inner sect and personally teach the disciples to eat it.

After all, they had experienced successive battles in the East China Sea before, so they deserved a good meal.

As for the outer sect, the handyman disciples can only wait for them to finish eating and see if there is anything left before making a decision.

Anyway, Ye Changqing still made it according to the serving size of 5000 people, and the king crab was almost the same size for 5000 people.

In fact, over the past few months, the rules of the Shenjian Peak kitchen have been perfected.

For example, there are regulations on the competition for quotas, how much each person eats per meal, and what size bowl to use. These are all formulated by Hong Zun, and Ye Changqing does not need to worry about them at all.

Everyone has a prescribed amount of food for each meal. Otherwise, given the amount of food these disciples have, if they were allowed to eat freely, things would probably get messed up.

But after this meal, the inner disciples and core disciples let go, which naturally made them extremely excited.

You can open it and eat it. In the past, this was something that would only happen in dreams.

As for the outer disciples and the handyman disciples, it was extremely uncomfortable.

As meal time arrived, the inner disciples walked into the kitchen one by one with bright smiles, and their movements were calm and elegant.

Anyway, there is no need to grab today. As I walked along, I saw the outer disciples surrounding the kitchen and the handyman disciples. These inner disciples even had to give a few sermons with a stern look on their faces.

"Junior brother, there is no need to be discouraged. After all, the future belongs to you young people. When you have the strength to fight for the sect, you will naturally have your share of this meal."

"Yes, when all the senior brothers are promoted to deacons and elders, you won't have to eat all the food in this room."

"Practice hard, senior brother, I believe in you, and you will be able to do this one day."

Listening to the words of these inner disciples, all the outer disciples and handyman disciples were so angry that they were itching their teeth. Damn it, they just ate what they wanted, and they had to come in front of them and have fun.

How can you be so mean as a human being? You are still a fellow disciple.

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Senior brother is going to cook first. Haha, I heard that I was eating Demon King today. It must taste good."

Under the gnashing teeth of the outer sect and handyman disciples, these inner sect disciples staggered into the kitchen.

Without fighting, everything can proceed calmly and calmly. Some disciples even couldn't help but sigh.

"This should be the correct way to open a meal."

The two crab kings have been prepared. Accompanied by Qingshi, Zhao Zhengping, Liu Shuang, Xu Jie and others, Hong Zun looked at the inner disciples in the courtyard and said with a smile.

"You did not disappoint me in this battle, and you showed off the momentum of my Divine Sword Peak. So today, this meal is specially for you. Everyone is open to eating. At the same time, I hope that you will still practice diligently in the future. Don't ............”

I want to give you a few words of praise, but is it possible not to grab a meal at Shenjian Peak?

Before he finished speaking, Chen Mu and a few others had already started grabbing it.

As the first disciple of the inner sect, Chen Mu grabbed a crab claw and took a bite, his eyes glowing with green light.

"It's delicious, worthy of being the Demon King, so........."

"You eat it secretly."

"wait for me."

"I am coming too."

"Fuck, put down my crab legs."

The kitchen courtyard instantly became a mess. Seeing this, Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and others also rushed forward. Just kidding, if you slow down, you will be gone.

The same was true for Hong Zun and Qingshi. They cursed and joined the team to grab the food.

"A bunch of little bastards, do you still take me as the peak master seriously? .....boy, I'm talking about you, put down the crab claws for the labor and management."

Chen Mu had already snatched away a crab claw. Seeing that the last crab claw was snatched away by an inner disciple, Hong Zun lost his composure at all.

His hair instantly exploded and he yelled angrily. After hearing this, the inner disciple didn't hesitate at all and licked the crab claws from beginning to end.

"Peak Master, do you still want it?"

Then he looked at Hong Zun with an obedient expression, and the corners of Hong Zun's mouth twitched, "What the hell do you mean I want more?" On purpose, absolutely on purpose.

But before Hong Zun could reply, Xu Jie on the side spoke.

"I want."

As soon as these words came out, Hong Zun and the inner disciple were stunned. Damn it, do you have such a strong taste?

But seeing that Xu Jie had already pounced on him, the inner disciple was also a ruthless person and bit him down hard in one bite.

There is still fierce competition.

To put it bluntly, in the past, because everyone could only eat one bowl of rice, everyone restrained themselves.

But this time, Hong Zun has already said that if he eats with an open stomach, people will naturally not be polite.

Outside the courtyard, there were still people waiting for some leftovers to eat. When the handyman disciples saw this scene, they instantly turned into eggplants beaten by frost and died down.

"Stop looking, it's gone."

"I think it's gone too. One demon king isn't enough for them to eat."

"I was also thinking about eating some crab shells."

"Eat your shit, look at the residue on the ground. I really doubt these guys can lick the pot clean."

"Gone, gone, out of sight."

The amount is 5000 people, but if you really let go, there will definitely be no leftovers.

Some people left, but some people didn't believe that if they stayed, there might be a miracle.

But in the end, it turned out that there was no miracle. After the meal, the inner disciples felt so good, and the kitchen floor was cleaner than a dog licked.

I wanted to eat leftovers, but I told the disciples outside the hospital that I was thinking too much.

After chatting as usual, in the evening, Hong Zun arranged for all the disciples to take turns monitoring the Shui tribe's every move at the entrance of the formation.

Although he didn't do anything right on weekdays, Hong Zun still knew clearly what was important and what was minor. The Shui Tribe was not a joke.

As for the rest, we will wait until Zhang Tianzhen and the others arrive.

Speaking of Zhang Tianzhen, Hong Zun complained angrily.

"This old guy, I guess he will ask for a lot of benefits from his senior brother when he goes back this time."

"If you ask me, I should have let this old guy get out last time. How many benefits have he received from Dao Yizong over the years, and he is still so greedy."

Hearing this, Qingshi on the side smiled and answered.

"After all, I am a ninth-grade formation mage, so the price is here."

"Shit............."

Listening to the conversation between Hong Zun and the two, Ye Changqing curiously asked Zhao Zhengping and others.

"Senior brother, who is this heavenly formation? The peak master doesn't seem to like him too much."

Hong Zun really didn't like it. After hearing this, Zhao Zhengping didn't hide anything and replied truthfully.

"Zhang Tianzhen is the master of Ten Thousand Formation Peak and the only ninth-grade formation mage in the sect. Master does not like him, but it is not because of hatred. To put it bluntly, it is just a matter of faction."

This was no secret at all. Ye Changqing was curious, so Zhao Zhengping told the truth.