on the way.
"Brother Hanyan, I brought some delicious food, do you want some?" Mu Cheng rubbed his cold hands and said to Mu Hanyan attentively.
"What's delicious, let me try it." Mu Hanyan happened to be a little hungry and asked curiously.
"It's all top-quality delicacies. I asked someone to cook them with great difficulty. Usually, you may not be able to eat them." Mu Cheng mysteriously opened oily paper bags one by one, and said proudly.
Immediately, a burst of oily aroma came to the nostrils, but Mu Hanyan felt a little nauseous looking at the pile of top-quality delicacies that might not be eaten normally.
"This is Shixiang Roasted Pig's Paw, this is Roasted Pork Tendon over Low Fire, this is Spicy Roasted Pork Leg, and this one, Whole Roasted Suckling Pig, look at the color, it's really just right, full of color and fragrance." Mu Cheng said Introduction, while unceremoniously picked up a pork leg and gnawed it. It is estimated that this guy had an enmity with pigs in his previous life, and he was probably kicked to death by pigs, and the so-called gourmet food he brought out were basically pork legs and pig feet.
Mu Hanyan couldn't help but think of Qu Shanling gnawing on the roast pig with his posture of eating, and felt a chill.
"Brother Hanyan, eat it, don't be too polite, you have to eat roast pig like this to be proud and satisfy your hunger, and you must not pretend to be gentle." Mu Cheng tugged and gnawed very unrefinedly, muttering in his mouth.
"Should I wipe my hands behind my back after eating to look more proud?" Mu Hanyan asked jokingly, remembering Qu Lao's bad habits.
"Yeah, how did you know?" Mu Nan threw away the pork leg, wiped it on his back a few times, and then looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise.
"Where did you buy these things?" Mu Hanyan was more surprised than him, and asked casually.
"Two famous chefs have come to Black Rock City recently. The skill of roasting whole pigs is amazing. It is said that it has been handed down for 18 generations, and they are also unique in the way of eating roasted pigs. You have to see them with your own eyes. It’s how you eat it that you know what is pride and domineering. There are too many people queuing up to eat their roasted whole pigs every day. I made a reservation one day in advance and promised a lot of money to ask them to start roasting before dawn. It came out." Mu Cheng said with a look of aftertaste, obviously not enjoying it yet.
Mu Hanyan secretly wiped off her cold sweat. Needless to say, she also knew who these two famous chefs who roasted whole pigs were.
Who else could it be besides Qu Shanling's two apprentices who can blow bullshit to the sky? Originally, they jokingly said that even if they weren't magic sticks, they could make a living as cooks, but she was sure about it. And these two guys are really not stupid, they can blow when they are magic sticks, and they can blow like cooks.
What about the craftsmanship that has been handed down from eighteen generations? If Qu Laoshen stick vomited three liters of blood every day and needed a lot of supplements, how could they roast pork legs? What about gold
"You'll know what domineering is if you've seen someone pounce on a roast pig for a while." Mu Hanyan hurt Mu Cheng angrily.
"Yes, I haven't thought of this way of eating. It must be more bold and domineering." Mu Cheng's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly. If the roast suckling pig hadn't been a little smaller, it might have pounced on it and gnawed it.
"It's over, this guy was brainwashed by those two little magic sticks, and I guess the others are not much better." Mu Hanyan patted his forehead, and imagined that the old magic stick took the lead and led a large group of brainwashed foodies The scene of jumping on the big roast pig for a while and gnawing fiercely, was another chill.