Chapter 275 Red Little Devil Sashimi
“I don’t have any objections,” the wandering warlock said, “This thing is of no use to me, but do you really want to do this? Even if it returns to its origin, it will still be It’s quite dangerous.”
Old Wang nodded.
Then the sorceress stopped saying anything. Anyway, she is still here. If something happens, she can take action in time.
Then she saw Lao Wang bend down and pick up the little red devil on the ground.
And just when he stretched out his hand, the pool of red paint on the ground suddenly began to flow, and then many tiny tentacles stretched out and wrapped around Lao Wang's palm.
Ma Lu's eyes were sharp, "Ah, is it alive again?"
"No, it's just an instinctive reaction," the wandering warlock said, "In its original state, it also You still retain the desire to eat. Once you notice that there is a living being nearby, it will entangle you. If you have negative emotions in your heart at this time, it will take advantage of it. "
Speaking of this, the woman said. The warlock was also a little nervous, fearing that the little red devil would regain consciousness, so he took out another bag of dried sweet potatoes from under his robe and ate it while watching.
Old Wang's expression remained unchanged. He picked up the thing, rinsed it briefly, put it on the chopping board, and said to Ma Lu, "lent me the chef's knife."
The wandering warlock let out a light sigh because she noticed that the tentacles wrapped around Lao Wang by the little red devil quickly retracted, which meant that it gave up its intention to eat. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Why is this happening? ?”
Ma Lu had already guessed the reason, and said suddenly, “Maybe it’s because Lao Wang is a mechanical being and has no emotions.”
It’s no wonder that demonic ingredients have such characteristics. Even other cosmic chefs cannot develop them. After all, no matter how determined a person is, it is difficult not to have emotional fluctuations when seeing a pool of paint from hell wrapped around his hand.
Only a silicon-based life like Lao Wang can maintain absolute calm from beginning to end. Even the demons from hell have lost interest in him.
On the other hand, Malu just stepped forward and handed over a knife, and the pool of color on the chopping board started to move again, but Malu quickly backed away.
Lao Wang's operation continued. He took out several small bottles he carried with him, poured the contents into a bowl, and then ground them again. He ground them very finely until the pile of things became Stop only after reaching a powdery state that cannot be counted with the naked eye.
Mr. Hairball and the Valkina people also came up curiously, watching Lao Wang's movements. It was also the first time that they saw a cosmic chef preprocessing ingredients.
Being surrounded by so many people did not affect Lao Wang's work at all. He sprinkled the ground powder on the pool of red paint, and then began to slap it repeatedly with his palms.
The frequency of his tapping is very fast, reaching dozens of times per second, and the force is consistent. This is also a fine control that human chefs cannot achieve.
"Is this... pickling?" Yanwu sniffed, but to his surprise, he didn't smell any spices.
The smell in the wind was more like some kind of carapace and bone.
After beating for a quarter of an hour, Lao Wang stopped what he was doing, and then used a chopstick to pick up the puddle of things on the chopping board.
Put it under the light and look at it carefully.
It was only then that Ma Lu noticed that the seemingly messy paint actually had a thickness, but it was very thin, estimated to be less than 1 millimeter.
After Lao Wang’s treatment just now, it seems to have undergone some changes, from the original red color to darker in places and lighter in others.
Lao Wang's eyes were like a 3D scanner, taking in all the color changes inside the red devil.
However, this time he was rare and cautious. He scanned it 8 times in a row, three times each on the front and back, and even twice on the side. Then the little red devil was released again.
Then he held the chef's knife on the side and started cutting. Perhaps because he had done enough homework before, his movements accelerated at this point. The light of the knife kept flashing and the tip of the knife flew up and down.
You can see that the little red devil below is divided into hundreds of small pieces.
Lao Wang also prepared a plate, picked some small pieces and put them into the small plate, and threw the rest directly into the garbage bag.
Obviously the latter ones are useless.
In the end, Lao Wang, the little red devil, only cut out 5 small pieces of meat less than 0.5 mm and no bigger than the nail of his little finger.
The amazing thing is that the meat is actually transparent, without even a hint of red.
Only then did the hardware store owner realize what Lao Wang was doing in the previous step
He used those powders to actually separate the poisonous and non-toxic parts of the little red devil, leaving the edible parts.
After understanding Lao Wang’s intention, the shock in Yan Wu’s eyes only increased.
Only by watching the whole process can you know how difficult it is to realize this understatement.
Because the thickness of the red little devil itself is extremely thin, less than 1mm, it is even more difficult to cut it.
What’s even more terrible is that its body is not stationary. If you look closely, it is actually flowing slowly. In other words, Lao Wang not only has to find edible parts among those poisonous parts, but also Also have to cut it while it's flowing.
The hardware store owner couldn't help but sigh, can this... really be done by humans?
After finishing the pre-processing, Lao Wang added, "It is best to eat these meats when they are fresh, as they have the best taste."
After he said this, everyone around him stared with big eyes. Small eyes.
It’s over, what should I do if I feel like eating?
Ma Lu looked at the transparent meat slices on the plate, his heart beating loudly. Even if he was such a stubborn person, he had the urge to try it after seeing Lao Wang's treatment, let alone Talk about other people.
Not long ago, the sorceress was talking about the thousands of years of experience of the wandering sorcerer clan that proved that hell creatures are absolutely inedible, and now she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
Yan Wu was not much better either. From the expression on his face, it could be seen that he had been completely conquered by Lao Wang.
Even if Lao Wang goes through the trash can now and picks up something to cook, he will probably want to eat it.
Only Chen Zhengyi was relatively calm, with a calm expression on his face, but the wildly shaking ears on his head had given him away.
It’s just that everyone is not sure whether this thing is really non-toxic.
After all, human lives are at stake.
Seeing that no one answered, Lao Wang then added shredded green onions, pickled radish and lemon for seasoning, and also prepared wasabi soy sauce and mustard for dipping.
At this point, this [Red Little Devil Sashimi] with a gourmet index of ★★★★★☆ is completely completed.
After a brief silence, a furry figure rushed towards the dinner plate first.
(End of this chapter)