Chapter 42 Gu Heipu, are you afraid?

Author: Gong Le

Chapter 42 Gu Heipu, are you afraid?

The store was cleaned up, probably because Annanhuai brought people to clean it up.

The blood stains on the ground have been cleaned up. Except for the few traces of knife cutting left on the table and beams, no one knows that there has been an extremely tragic war here.

Annanhuai also replaced the door that was broken by Ashena.

The moment Jing Zhao returned to the store, he felt like he was a different life.

He touched the deep knife mark on the table, and he always thought of himself holding the knife yesterday. The blade pierced a person's chest, as if it was penetrated by a piece of thin paper, which was easily beyond his imagination.

Is it easier to kill people than to chop meat?

Jing Zhao realized that what he couldn't look directly at now was a pork rib on the chopping board, with white bones intertwined between the bright red flesh and blood, and a faint smell of blood surged to the tip of his nose.

As usual, if he slashed with one knife, he would not hesitate at all. The ribs would be divided into pieces and thrown into the pot.

But at this moment, the color of flesh and blood always coincides with those who fell to the ground yesterday. He tried hard to get rid of some messy thoughts in his head, but he couldn't get through the level in his heart no matter what.

Jing Zhao changed the radish and cut it easily, and prepared other vegetarian dishes.

He slowed down for a while and then faced the pork rib. Jing Zhao held the knife, raised his hand, hesitated for a while, and then put the knife down.

He sighed and walked out of the kitchen, "Go and call Qing over, and say I'll ask her to help me cook."

Aning leaned against the door with his hands in his arms, looked at the chopping board, and then looked at Jing Zhao's appearance of holding the kitchen knife tightly.

He had a little joke in his eyes: "Gu Heipu, are you afraid?"

Jing Zhao glanced at him, what's the truth about this kid talking nonsense!

"Of course not!" Gu Jingzhao's mouth was the hardest all over his body.

He looked at the meat on the chopping board weakly and coughed lightly: "I just can't smell the blood today, so let it clear..."

Before he finished speaking, Aning suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the kitchen.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing..."

——Bang.

The next moment, Jing Zhao was grabbed by Aning and held the knife, and cut down with one knife, and the pork ribs became two pieces.

Jing Zhao shrank back for a while, but did not dodge, but was caught even harder by Aning.

He was forced to hold a kitchen knife and cut the ribs into pieces and divide them. By the time he realized it, the ribs had already been put into the pot.

Aning suddenly let go, he walked to the basin to wash his hands, tilted his head slightly to look at Jing Zhao.

"I thought it was so difficult." His voice was relaxed and pleasant with a little carelessness.

Jing Zhao glared at him fiercely.

"Then you will share the remaining meat for me!"

Aning habitually raised the corner of his left mouth, smiled cynically, and then he shook his head and walked out of the kitchen.

"Gu Heipao, if you can't even overcome this little thing, don't be a chef in the future."

Jing Zhao saw that Aning did it on purpose!

He said these words on purpose to stimulate himself. Very good! He was indeed stimulated.

Jing Zhao held the knife and cut the remaining meat in one meal. Soon, all the dishes were prepared.

Jing Zhao poured oil into the oil pan and started cooking. Today's celebration banquet will be made for more than 100 people. He showed his attitude of working in the canteen, and every dish was in the state of making big pot rice in the canteen.

He made a steamed lily meat dish and another steamed pork ribs. Each bowl of pork ribs was covered with golden glutinous red potatoes. The steamed pork ribs were soft and boneless, and the sweetness of red potatoes was also covered with the taste.

The fried vegetables are sea melon seeds, waist flowers and stir-fried pork.

The vegetarian dish is made of fried eggs with leeks and fried yam with black fungus.

Seeing that there was plenty of time, Jing Zhao stewed two more soups, one was Bupleurum wolfberry mutton soup, and the other was White Peony and Yam and Chicken Soup.

These dishes are warm and tonic medicinal foods.

The epidemic is spreading. Although there is no prescription that can cure the epidemic, it is also good to make some medicinal foods that are gentle to replenish qi and blood to improve everyone's immunity.

Shangshiji could not sit down so many people, so Annanhuai asked every household to move out their own tables and chairs and put them into a long flowing banquet.

When the dishes were served, bursts of exclamations burst out instantly.

"Is this the Gu fake mouth I know?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Gu is the messenger of the gods. He is no longer a fake mouth. He can taste the taste, make delicious food, and receive the gift of the gods. There are endless ingredients to save.

Our great witch.”

The others nodded repeatedly.

"Mr. Gu is the god of our Xiaxi!"

While speaking, their god Gu Jingzhao took off his apron and walked out of the store. Seeing that everyone had started eating, their faces were filled with smiles.

Jing Zhao was also very happy, and he asked loudly: "Do you think today's food is delicious?"

"tasty!"

Everyone answered in unison.

After the system prompt sound in Jing Zhao's mind sounded a lot, Jing Zhao went to the panel and saw that there were 270 more positive reviews!

Jing Zhao rubbed his hands excitedly. According to this way of saving, his favorable coupons will soon be thousands! He gradually felt the joy of collecting coupons.

"Everyone eats and drinks well. Today, the food is enough. Everyone must have enough food and have a good time." He brought a bowl of rice wine and drank a bowl from the air, before returning to the main table.

The table sat on Annan Huai and An Zhiping, next to it was Shandan and Qing, on the other side were Xiaohu and Xiaoyun, and on the other side were Jing Zhao sitting on the same bench with Aning.

"I was able to escape successfully from the patriarch and the priest yesterday, thanks to your help. I wish you a glass." Jing Zhao finished drinking the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

The other few people also picked up the wine bowl and drank the wine in the bowl. Xiaohu and Xiaoyun opened their eyes wide and looked at them in confusion. They didn't understand what these adults did, but seeing that each of them was drinking so much, they wanted to come.

It must be something good.

"Mr. Gu, you are polite. The people in Xiaxi Village can sit here and eat this meal today all depend on Mr. I wish to regard Mr. as a god. Please guide us to a clear path for Xiaxi and lead us out of the epidemic and famine.

”

After An Nanhuai said that, he bowed heavily to Jing Zhao.

An Zhiping also did it, "What Nan Huai said is exactly what I thought. Mr. Gu, please save Xiaxi."

Jing Zhao knew in his heart that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. From the beginning, he just wanted to exchange some good review coupons to extend his life. Later, he saved the Qing family and the entire Shandan clan. Now the entire Xiaxi Village also puts his hopes on him.

Body.

Jing Zhao pursed his lips. He should not bear the responsibility.

He turned his head and looked at Aning. It happened that the young man was also looking at him. Aning did not give him an answer. Instead, his eyes were asking Jing Zhao, and he also wanted to know what choice Jing Zhao made.

Jing Zhao sighed secretly. After thinking about it, he seemed that there was no other way. The question had been sent to him. It seemed that he could only agree except to agree.

Jing Zhao replied: "Nature, I will share honor and disgrace with you."
Chapter completed!