Chapter 36 I Want to Become an Immortal
Chapter 36 I Want to Become an Immortal (V)
Liu Sheng took the apron, gently pinching it with his index finger and thumb. It was covered with various brown marks, like dried blood.
She was madly disgusted with it in her heart, but she put it on with a grateful look on her face. Fortunately, there was no strange smell.
"Excuse me, where can I wash my hands?" Liu Sheng asked.
"Very good. The first priority for a cook is to be clean and hygienic."
The pig-headed chef smiled in appreciation, but his yellow fangs were exposed in this smile, which made him look even more frightening.
"There is a well outside the back door, but don't draw water from it. I put a bucket of clean water next to it."
Only then did Liu Sheng notice that there was a small wooden door behind the kitchen.
Walking out of the wooden door is a small courtyard, divided into neatly arranged fields, planted with strange dark green plants. You can barely make out eggplants that seem to have tumors, cabbages covered with blisters, and radishes that are stirring in the fields.
There was a well in the center of the courtyard, and there was indeed a bucket of water next to it.
As soon as he approached the well, he smelled a stench of corpse. Liu Sheng used his small tentacles to look in the moonlight and saw a figure in the well, but the body had been folded in half and stuffed in.
"Who dares to splash this water..." Liu Sheng muttered as he scooped a spoonful of water from the bucket to wash his hands.
Back in the kitchen, the pot of "dumpling stuffing" had been placed on the wooden table by the window.
The pig-headed chef was skillfully kneading the dough on the stove, rolling it into long strips, cutting it into small pieces, and then rolling the small pieces into snow-white round dumpling skins. He soon rolled out a stack of dumpling skins.
Its movements were oddly pleasing to the eye, and if it weren't for its horrible pig's head, it would have been as good as any human chef.
Liu Sheng tried hard to overcome the strange feeling in his heart and tried not to think about the source of the meat filling. Instead, he concentrated on making dumplings.
She took a piece of dumpling wrapper and placed it in the palm of her hand. She scooped a spoonful of filling and placed it in the center of the wrapper. She then folded the wrapper in half and pinched a few folds to lock the edges. A plump and small dumpling was ready.
The pig-headed chef took a look at the dumplings made by Liu Sheng, his brows relaxed, he was very satisfied, and then he concentrated on rolling the dough.
One pig and one person, one rolling the dough and the other making the dumplings, they work together perfectly and soon a row of dumplings appear on the table.
When the Pig-headed Chef saw that there were enough dumpling wrappers, he stopped and helped make dumplings.
After a while, the dumpling filling was used up, and the table was filled with lovely dumplings that seemed out of place in this gloomy and bloody kitchen.
The pig-headed chef scooped a spoonful of the broth simmering nearby, put it in a small pot to boil, then put a dozen dumplings into the pot. After the water boiled, the dumplings floated up three times. He gently scooped out the dumplings with a colander and placed them in a large bowl.
It brought the bowl of steaming dumplings directly to Liu Sheng and handed her chopsticks and a spoon.
"You're not bad. Here's your wages for today. Come and try the dumplings you made while they're still hot."
Somehow, Liu Sheng felt quite happy when he heard the praise from the pig-headed chef.
Although I still don’t know what kind of meat the filling is, the dumplings in front of me are filled with plump and hot meat fillings, floating in the broth, and the aroma is really appetizing.
Liu Sheng, who had been hungry for who knows how many days, could no longer resist this temptation. Moreover, she knew that if she didn't eat it, it would only anger the stupid chef. So she prepared herself mentally, scooped up a dumpling, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and put the dumpling into her mouth.
Unexpectedly, the dumplings were extremely delicious. The dumpling skin was smooth and thin, and the strange and mysterious meat filling was fresh and juicy, bursting with a strange and wonderful flavor in the mouth. It had the deliciousness of meat and the freshness of vegetarian food, making people involuntarily want to take a second and third bite.
Liu Sheng quickly devoured the entire bowl of dumplings and drank up the remaining soup. The broth was extremely rich and fragrant, making it a perfect ending.
The pig-headed chef looked at Liu Sheng eating dumplings, and a rare hint of tenderness flashed in his fierce eyes.
"Okay, that's all for today's work."
The pig-headed chef also gave a reminder in a deep voice with a meaningful tone.
"And you should go back." Liu Sheng looked at the moon outside through the window lattice. There was only a thin ray of moon left in the sky today.
【Never go out when the moon is completely dark. 】
Liu Sheng took off his apron and returned it to the Pighead Chef, hurriedly said thank you and ran outside.
She could still remember the way back. After eating a big bowl of dumplings, she felt warm and full of energy and ran very fast.
On the road, we saw a few people supporting each other and walking back.
Everyone was busy walking, the moonlight gradually dimmed, and the night was getting darker.
Everything around seemed unusually quiet, with only the sound of hurried footsteps walking across the bluestone road.
Finally, they returned to Xichunzhai. The moonlight had completely disappeared, and the unlit room was pitch black. They could not see their hands in front of them. The panicked sounds of the disciples who had not had time to go back could be heard from far and near.
Fortunately, Liu Sheng has "Mom's" strange eyes, which allows him to determine the direction not only with ordinary eyesight, but also with strange energy.
Liu Sheng relied on his little tentacles to run across the corridor, upstairs, and ran to the "Ugly Shier" room. He entered and closed the door in one go.
She leaned against the door, breathing heavily, feeling extremely frightened.
The screams from outside broke the previously frozen silence.
The room was dark at this time. The little tentacle scanned around and found that Liu Sheng was the only one in the room. The three good roommates really disappeared.
Liu Sheng groped his way to the small table, took the fire starter and lit the small candle.
As the faint firelight flickered, Liu Sheng finally felt a sense of security, and his mood gradually calmed down.
Time passed slowly in silence. The screams outside gradually faded away, replaced by dead silence.
Liu Sheng sat in front of a small table, dipped his brush in ink, picked up a piece of paper and started writing.
I will definitely not be so hasty next time.
Just when complete darkness fell, she could feel an indescribable presence staring at her from behind, as if thousands of eyes were staring at her with malice, causing tiny goose bumps to appear on her skin.
At that time, there was a chilly air approaching on her back, as if a hand was grabbing her back, but when the fingertips were almost touching, she just stepped into the room.
But the little tentacle saw nothing, only darkness as thick as substance behind it.
Fortunately, the pig-headed chef reminded me this time, but I may not be so lucky next time.
She had to plan her schedule.
She drew the phases of the moon in a circle on the paper, and then drew a big circle on the full moon.
The meatball monster just appeared at the time of the full moon. If it only appears once every half a day, then the next time it appears should be around...
Liu Sheng looked at the moon phase opposite to the full moon - it was the time of the new moon and the dark moon!
In other words, right now!
There was a slow knock on the door.
Boom, boom, boom.
It seemed like someone was banging his head against the door.
And there is more than one head.
I am so hungry writing about myself_(:з」∠)_
(End of this chapter)