The civet cat had never seen what the nectar looked like.
She had no idea what the nectar tasted like. She had only heard the older monsters in White Tiger Ridge mention it in a yearning tone.
They said that it was a delicacy that only gods could drink, and that once they had tasted it, they would feel that everything they had eaten in the past was not worthy of being called food.
The civet cat, which hunts in the mountains and forests every day and drinks mountain spring water when thirsty, cannot imagine the taste.
But now, looking at the pot of stewing chicken soup, the raccoon cat felt as if he understood a little bit.
Such a fragrance almost instantly captured her entire attention.
Even her instinctive fear of Jiang Lin was much less. She moved over gently, swallowed her saliva, and looked at the still boiling pot.
Tender chicken rolls in the golden soup, and colorful mushrooms absorb the delicious soup, which makes the soup even more fresh.
Jiang Lin has already taken out the bowl.
He served himself a bowl, and this time he didn't forget the raccoon cat and gave her a bowl as well.
The raccoon cat was somewhat flattered. He clenched his paws nervously for a few times and stammered, "My lord, do I, do I have one too?"
Jiang Lin smiled and said, "You were the one who caught this pheasant."
The raccoon cat happily took the bowl and said, "But pheasant is a very common thing. It is you, my king, who used magic to make it so delicious."
She didn't know what "cooking skills" meant yet, she only knew that pheasant couldn't be so delicious.
Then the king must have used some magic to make the pheasant so fragrant!
Jiang Lin felt that this little monster was extremely naive and had no sense of vigilance at all. He just ate whatever he was allowed to eat.
While reminding the raccoon cat to be careful of the heat, he picked up the bowl, blew on it gently, and took a sip.
The fresh and fragrant taste suddenly explodes on the tip of your tongue.
"It's so delicious." Jiang Lin looked at the soup in front of him and praised the system, "Even in my previous life, I have never tasted such delicious chicken soup."
The pheasant meat from this mythical world is of such superior quality. Coupled with the blessing of the emerald space and the high-quality mushrooms that Jiang Lin created with his spiritual power, the combination of these two together makes one want to swallow their tongue.
Jiang Lin picked up another piece of mushroom.
The mushrooms absorbed enough soup and were stewed until soft. They seemed to melt in your mouth when you took a bite. The fresh taste of the chicken soup perfectly blended with the unique fragrance of the mushrooms, completely neutralizing the slight greasy taste of the original chicken soup.
It tastes amazing!
Jiang Lin finished the chicken soup in his hand almost at the speed of a whirlwind.
When I looked up again, I found that the raccoon cat was holding the bowl and drinking from it in very small sips.
Compared with the previous roast chicken, the raccoon cat obviously liked this bowl of chicken soup more.
But she liked it so much that she was reluctant to give it up. She could only eat it slowly, slowly, trying to make this wonderful feeling last a little longer.
Jiang Lin saw through her thoughts at a glance.
Once he had enough to eat and drink, he became particularly generous.
He smiled and said to the civet cat, "Eat as much as you like. Don't be reluctant. We can eat these every day in the future."
The raccoon cat looked up in shock. Before he could say anything, another duck-voiced man beside him interrupted excitedly, "Really?"
Jiang Lin:
He turned around and saw two people squatting on a tree nearby... They should be two monsters.
One was a man wrapped in a black robe, looking somewhat sinister.
One was a very beautiful woman, with almost no demon-like features on her appearance, except for a pair of dark red eyes.
Her clothes are also very beautiful, with bright and eye-catching colors. They may look tacky on ordinary people, but they complement her gorgeous appearance.
The one who spoke was the man in black robe.
Jiang Lin had a higher level of cultivation, and he could tell at a glance that the two monsters were birds. The man in black robe was a crow, and the very beautiful female monster was a pheasant.
At this moment, the two bird demons were staring intently at the soup pot in front of Jiang Lin...
Jiang Lin looked again and saw that there were not only these two, but three or four monsters had appeared nearby at some point.
They didn't know when they came, but they were obviously attracted by the aroma of the roast chicken and chicken soup. However, due to the pressure from the White Bone Demon, they didn't dare to get close. They could only look at the civet cat sitting next to Jiang Lin and eating happily with envy.
The system said quietly at this moment: "Your vigilance is too poor. These are people with lower cultivation than you. You didn't even notice them approaching you."
Jiang Lin felt a little ashamed and admitted his mistake very frankly: "It was indeed my fault."
He hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and he knew that this was Baihu Ridge and there was no threat to the White Bone Demon, so he relaxed his vigilance in front of the delicious food.
"Never again."
Jiang Lin looked at the monsters who were staring at the food eagerly, and thought about the look of the raccoon cat just now. An idea gradually formed in his mind.
His thoughts were racing in his mind, and a warm smile appeared on his face.
This smile looks very gentle and warm, and it is easy to make the monster lose its guard.
But if someone who was familiar with Jiang Lin in his previous life saw him, they would immediately run away from him as far as possible: usually, when Jiang Lin showed such a smile, he must be thinking of something bad.
"Hello." He greeted the monsters.
Those monsters all lived on this mountain, and everyone knew the temper of the White Bone King. Looking at Jiang Lin's appearance at this moment, although he was surprised that the White Bone King's body was actually a young man who looked so good and gentle, he was still wary in his heart.
"Your Majesty." The older monkey bowed to Jiang Lin.
However, although this monkey has lived a little longer and is more vigilant than other young monsters, it is only... a little bit.
After greeting him, he couldn't wait to point at the chicken soup in the pot and the remaining half of the pheasant, and asked Jiang Lin: "What are these?"
When he asked this, the other monsters pricked up their ears and looked at Jiang Lin with burning eyes.
He doesn't even know how to hide his thoughts.
It can be said that he is very naive.
Jiang Lin sighed in his heart, and the smile on his face became even warmer: "Are you talking about these foods?"
Several monsters nodded quickly.
Jiang Lin did not say anything, but pointed at the civet cat and said, "Ask the civet cat. She knows better than me."
Civet cat
Several pairs of eyes fell on the raccoon cat.
The ears on the top of the raccoon's head moved, and he said very proudly: "This is a pheasant, and I got it from hunting myself."
"Pheasant?" The crow said in shock, "That's impossible! I've eaten pheasants before, how could it smell so good?"
The pheasant also nodded: "Who hasn't eaten pheasant? How can it be so delicious?"
Jiang Lin listened to the two birds discussing the taste of their own kind: "..."
Monsters are really not particular about details.