I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Chapter 133: Before the feast (1)

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Lingpingan put the beef into the slow oven and then looked at the time.

"Check back in an hour..." He said, picking up the kitten Best who was sleeping next to the plastic basin, and slowly walked down the stairs.

as he walked down.

All drones have lost their ability to monitor the rooftop.

Because an invisible mist began to cover the rooftop.

Of course, Situ He and Xia Ping in the monitoring room were still reluctant to move their own.

They were still looking at the rooftop covered by the fog, and at the same time, they were thinking about what was happening on the rooftop.

That must be something amazing.

It must be something that ordinary people cannot imagine!

Ten o'clock in the evening.

At Dijing International Airport, a passenger plane landed slowly.

"Dear passengers, the passenger plane has arrived at Dijing International Airport... You have had a hard journey... "

"On behalf of all my colleagues at Beizhou Airlines and all the people of Beizhou, I would like to thank our local brothers and sisters for their support from thousands of miles away!"

During the captain's announcement, Li Anan opened his eyes, and then pushed Chu Weiwei, who was sleeping next to Xiaozhu: "Stupid Weiwei, we are home!"

Chu opened his eyes slightly, looked around, and then saw Li Anan's flawless pretty face.

"Captain, are we home?" she asked in a daze.

"Kid!" The old man wearing a marshal's coat walked over from the front with a smile: "We're home!"

"Captain!" Chu Weiwei saluted immediately.

Li Anan also quickly saluted: "Captain!"

"Don't be so formal..." the governor said pleasantly, "I'm just a bad old man outside of working hours!"

"By the way..." The governor looked at Li An'an and asked, "Does Captain Li plan to go home to visit relatives?"

"Report to the Governor, my subordinates have already booked the high-speed train at 11 o'clock tonight!" Li Anan reported immediately.

"Yes, yes!" the governor said with a smile: "I don't know, Captain Li, would you like me, a bad old man, to come and visit your house?"

"It's a great honor for me!" Li An'an said immediately. She lowered her head and thought for a long time before adding: "It's just... To be honest with the Governor, my subordinate has been deceiving his family... "

"Because I was afraid that my relatives at home would be worried, my subordinates kept lying and claiming that they were working at the Federal Empire Institute of Ancient Culture..."

"For this reason, I even forged my identity..."

This is also the common experience of most members of the Black Guard.

This is not only to protect yourself, but also to reassure your family.

After all, on the surface, the Black Guards are not an official institution of the Federal Empire.

They are special personnel fighting on the secret front to protect this country.

"It doesn't matter!" The governor said with a smile: "I am a bad old man, I can still play the role of the vice president of the Institute of Ancient Culture!"

He took out a document like a magic trick: "Captain Li, look, I am also the honorary president of the Ancient Culture Research Committee!"

"Then..." Li Anan said with a blushing face, "I welcome you!"

The governor smiled and nodded: "See you tomorrow..."

Inadvertently, the governor of the Federation Empire, the strongest human being on the planet, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

That’s greedy!

There happened to be a screenshot of beef on the tablet he held in his hand.

Colorful spiritual energy flows in the snowflakes.

The crystal-clear salt grains are as bright as stars.

This is a work of art!

It is also priceless divine meat and supreme medicine!

"I don't know, is there any difference between this meat and Tang Monk's meat?" Marshal Li Shouyi, the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Black Guard, Special Advisor to the Royal Family, and Minister of Guan Ming couldn't help but think.

Lingpingan couldn't help but yawned.

The TV in front is broadcasting the disasters in various countries in Southeast Asia live.

Floods spread across Lanfang Republic.

Typhoon hits Sriwijaya again.

The coastal areas of the Cochin Kingdom were flooded by sea water.

"Pity!" Lingpingan sighed.

The good news is that the federal center has finally begun to transport a large number of relief supplies, tents, and medical personnel to participate in disaster relief.

However, the proposal to mobilize the military to assist in disaster relief was still blocked at the cabinet meeting.

There is nothing we can do about this!

The Federal Empire has long been very cautious about the use of its military externally.

Just like the ancient emperors who ascended the throne, the federal empire used its military externally and was very arrogant.

The applicant country needs to apply three times, and then the federal center rejects it three times.

In the end, there was nothing we could do.

Only then can the federal center make a statement saying, "I really don't want to use the military. It's because they have repeatedly asked me to do it, and I have to agree out of justice and love." Only then can the federal center approve the deployment of the military.

This is a traditional art.

It has a history of at least three hundred years!

However, this often results in slow responses to many things.

Like this time, Lingpingan heard that the ambassadors from various Southeast Asian countries almost started crying at the cabinet meeting.

But cabinet ministers remained unhurried.

Fortunately, this kind of sad news will be released soon.

A serious face appeared on the TV.

He wears standard teacher's clothing and wears the 'Federal Imperial Educational Medal' issued by the Imperial Family on his chest.

"On behalf of the Federal Empire Education Committee, I severely condemn the shameful act of celebrity fans invading the campus!"

"Students are the future of the country and the hope of the motherland!"

"Any behavior that harms and affects the normal order of the campus will trample and harm the labor and contributions of all educators in the federal empire for three hundred years!!"

Lingpingan looked at it and suddenly laughed.

"There's a good show to watch!"

The members of the Education Committee are all famous teachers from the empire. They are the backbone of the national education department and well-known local figures.

They were all alarmed. It can only be said that those few traffics are really going to be cool.

So, he took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and saw the crying apology video posted on the hot search.

It seems that they really know how powerful and scared they are.

"If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place!" Lingpingan curled his lips, showing no sympathy for them.

As for the fans who mourned their idols on Weibo, Lingpingan knew that they would soon find new traffic to follow them.

After all, they are all manufactured on an assembly line and are products of the same mold.

Changing an idol is as simple as changing a teacup.

"Go up and see my meat!" Lingpingan turned off the TV and stood up. It was almost twelve o'clock now.

He pulled the rolling shutter down and looked at the kitten sleeping as sweetly as a pig on the blanket.

"Little guy..." He smiled and turned out the light.

Then, holding the phone, he walked upstairs.

The old stairs creaked and rickety.

Behind him, at the door of the bookstore, behind Kitten Best, the pyramid is reflected.

No longer a shadow, but a real thing!

After walking up to the third floor and opening the door, Lingpingan saw the charcoal fire in the stove on the rooftop slowly extinguishing.

He quickly stepped forward, picked up a few pieces of apple wood, and added to them.

Then he lifted the lid.

The beef in front of you has been grilled with grease sizzling out.

The surface has even turned golden yellow, making people drool just by looking at it.

The entire rooftop was filled with the rich aroma of meat.

Lingpingan took out the thermometer inserted into the meat and looked at the internal temperature of the meat. It was already forty degrees.

He nodded and inserted the thermometer back in.

He needs the internal temperature of this piece of meat to reach about 70 degrees. In that case, this piece of meat can be called truly perfect!

As for now…

He temporarily took the piece of meat out of the stove and placed it on the tin foil that had been prepared on the chopping board.

Then he took a sprayer that had been prepared long ago and sprayed some adjusted perfume water.

The spiced water is sprayed on the hot beef skin, making a sizzling sound.

"Great!" This is the sound Lingpingan wants to hear!

He wrapped the piece of meat tightly and put it back into the slow-roasting oven while adjusting the slow-roasting heat shield.

Now, it’s time to enter the most critical baking time.

This will continue for at least six hours until the internal temperature reaches the required level!

The high-speed train runs smoothly in the night.

In the almost empty business class, the old man who had just woken up looked at a few pictures on the tablet.

He swallowed.

These pictures were all just sent over.

It's a piece of meat!

The golden-yellow beef has strips of colorful light, like the beautiful rings of Saturn in the starry sky, surrounding the meat, making it look a bit like the legendary Tang Monk meat.

What's even more deadly is the droplets of glistening meat juice that stick to the surface of the meat.

In every drop of meat juice, there seems to be a gem in it.

The old man stared blankly.

"I'm so hungry..." he said, then turned to a staff member at the door of the car and said, "Go and make me a bucket of instant noodles!"

After seeing the piece of meat, the old man felt that all the delicacies in the world were no longer attractive.

They are almost the same as instant noodles.