No wonder the night watchers were stunned and frightened. It was actually the new dish made by Qin Shaoyou.
First of all, the soup in the pot was dark red and thick. It looked like a pot of dirty blood that had been left for many days.
Although the night watchmen have eaten a lot of demon wolf blood tofu in the past few days, it was cooked after all, unlike this pot, which looked like a blood pool purgatory in the underworld.
What's even more terrifying are the balls floating in the pot of soup.
These meatballs are made from Zheng Tu's soul and karma, wrapped in powder made from yam, poria and other medicinal materials, and then cooked and fried.
It's just that their appearance is really weird. They look like big eyes. Not only do they have whites, but also pupils and bloodshot eyes. They even have eyelids, and they all look like they are refusing to close their eyes.
These eyeball-shaped balls are tumbling in the blood-like soup. Anyone who looks at them will probably think that they are a murder scene instead of food...
And what's even weirder is that no matter how they roll, these eyeball-shaped balls still have the side with the 'pupil' facing up, looking at the sky together.
It is indeed called looking up at the stars!
The night watchman who looked over was so creeped out by these eyeball-shaped balls that he raised questions and complaints.
To be honest, when Qin Shaoyou opened the lid of the pot, he was also startled by the staring eyes and the aunty-like soup.
However, compared to others, Qin Shaoyou was somewhat mentally prepared.
After all, the name of the dish, 'Looking up at the stars', already foreshadows the taste of this new dish, which may not be very good.
Just still underestimated it.
The appearance of this dish is not only bad, it is simply the king of dark cuisine!
Fortunately, the fragrance emanating from looking up at the stars and the description of its taste and efficacy on the mysterious recipe made Qin Shaoyou calm down quickly after a brief period of shock.
Glancing at his surprised or astonished subordinates, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, the new dish I made is not only edible, it's also very delicious. As for the effect, there's nothing to say! You can't do it because of it." If it doesn't look good, you will be prejudiced against it. Look at our Zhu Xiaoqi, although he doesn't look good, he is a person who can do things and make meritorious deeds."
"Um?"
Zhu Xiucai was also in the kitchen at the moment. He didn't need to keep an eye on the prison, so he went out and dispatched people to arrange the Black Lotus Sect's contact codes throughout the city to see if he could catch some fish that slipped through the net.
After looking up at the starry sky, the dish exuded an alluring fragrance, Zhu Xiucai and other night watchmen came over to smell the smell.
It's just that his eyes were injured and he couldn't look up at the stars. He heard the night watchmen around him exclaiming and complaining. He was very curious. He was pulling Shan Daonian to ask about the situation when he suddenly heard Qin Shaoyou mention him and couldn't help but be startled.
"Sir, are you praising me?"
Zhu Xiucai asked uncertainly after hesitating for a moment.
Qin Shaoyou nodded and said, "No need to doubt it, I'm just praising you."
Zhu Xiucai really wanted to say, "Is there anyone who praises others like you?" With my appearance, fortune tellers say it only takes hundreds of years for someone to appear. How come I'm not doing so well when it comes to your mouth?
However, after some hesitation, Zhu Xiucai finally did not dare to say this.
While Qin Shaoyou assured everyone that the new dishes were definitely edible and not poisonous, he took out a sacrificial bowl dedicated to the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch and scooped a pair of meatballs and a full amount of soup into it.
The night watchman who was close to him saw the situation in the bowl and couldn't help but think of those demons and ghosts whose heads were smashed by Monk Ma to save them.
The blood foam, brain plasma, and eyeballs are nothing like the one in this bowl looking up at the stars.
So they became more and more doubtful whether this thing was really edible.
Qin Shaoyou looked up at the stars with the first bowl after it was taken out of the pot, and gave it to the statue of Jiutiandang Mo Patriarch.
The people watching the night followed one after another, wanting to see the Grandmaster test the poison...ah, it was to see the Grandmaster's attitude towards this new dish.
They have followed Qin Shao for a long time and know that Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch is not only delicious, but also very picky.
If the food and fruit are unpalatable and have no effect, the statue of the Patriarch will not only not eat it, but will also lose his temper and make the person who offers these things suffer punishment.
However, this bowl looked like dark food when looking up at the starry sky, but the statue of Jiutiandang Demon Patriarch was very satisfied. Not only did it not punish Qin Shaoyou, but everyone even saw the satisfaction and joy shining in its eyes.
How many days have passed, and finally a new dish has arrived, and it is still so delicious and spiritual. I am really craving for it...
The night watchmen gathered outside the lobby naturally could not hear the thoughts of the statue of the founder of Jiutiandang Demon.
They didn't say a word and communicated quietly with their eyes:
It seems that the ancestor is very satisfied with this dish?
Is it really like what we adults said, although this dish looks scary, the taste and effect are quite good?
Do you think there is a possibility that the ancestor has a strong taste? Just like every time Lao Feng goes to sand dance, he likes to choose fat ones, saying they are soft and have a good feel?
After Qin Shaoyou offered the service and looked up at the stars, he lit three more incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner before turning around.
The night watchmen who were still communicating with their eyes a moment ago immediately stopped looking and pretended that nothing happened.
How could Qin Shaoyou not guess this little trick of theirs?
However, he did not point it out. Instead, he led everyone back to the kitchen and greeted: "Come on, everyone has a bowl. After eating, practice quickly and strive to greatly improve your strength or even achieve a breakthrough."
If it were in the past, when they heard that there were new dishes to eat, these night watchmen would definitely be as active as vicious dogs fighting for food.
But today, they looked at the big eyes in the pot looking up at the sky with dead eyes, but they really couldn't stop talking.
Even though they had asked Jiutian Demon Patriarch to help 'test the poison', they still couldn't accept it psychologically.
Seeing this, Qin Shaoyou simply called Zhu Xiucai and asked him to come and show everyone.
He couldn't see the appearance of looking up at the stars, and his resistance was not that strong.
"Xiucai, you have a bowl first. I think your cultivation has been stuck at the eighth level of martial arts for some time. Maybe after eating this bowl and looking up at the stars, you will be able to make a breakthrough and step into the realm of the seventh level of martial arts. "
When Zhu Xiucai followed Qin Shaoyou, his cultivation level had just crossed the threshold of the eighth-level martial artist. He has eaten a lot of spiritual food these days, and his cultivation has already reached the peak of the eighth level, but he is so short of breath that he cannot break through to the seventh level.
And Monk Ma, who came to Qin Shaoyou's command with him, was already a seventh-grade martial artist.
Of course, Zhu Xiucai's delay in breaking through may also be due to kidney deficiency.
But he would never admit this.
Although Zhu Xiucai could not see the situation in the pot, he still felt a little guilty after hearing the descriptions of Shan Daonian and others.
But Qin Shaoyou called his name, and he couldn't refuse. He could only take the bowl, without using chopsticks or spoons, and carefully took a sip of the thick blood-like soup. Then he froze.
When people around him saw this, they asked him what was wrong.
Shan Daonian quickly touched his chest, wanting to check him to see if he was poisoned.
Zhu Xiucai misunderstood, thinking that Shan Daonian was coming to compete with him for food, so he hurriedly opened Shan Daonian's hand, turned sideways to protect the bowl, and then ate quickly.
The sound was like a pig eating.
We are all smart people. How can we not understand when we see Zhu Xiaoqi like this?
When I saw this new dish called Looking Up at the Starry Sky, although the appearance was a little dark, it was just as Mr. Zongqi said. It tasted great, otherwise Zhu Xiaoqi would not have eaten it like a pig.
So more and more night watchmen began to scoop up the food beside the stove and look up at the stars.
Like Zhu Xiucai, they were careful with their first bite.
But after taking this bite, they all became like Zhu Xiucai, going crazy.
When the other night watchmen saw this, they no longer hesitated and rushed to grab the food, fearing that they would not get their share if they were slow.
While eating and looking up at the stars, the group of people also sighed: "You really shouldn't doubt us adults. His cooking is always trustworthy!"
The sound of "Hululu" soon resounded throughout the entire Demon Suppression Division, and even the pedestrians passing by on the street outside heard it. They all stopped to watch, curiously guessing: "When did the Demon Suppression Division raise pigs? Listen. This noise probably raises a lot."
