Gourmet of Another World

Above the main road of the capital city.

Soldiers in armor opened the way, blocking the people watching on both sides of the street, the people around them were dense and numb, their heads buoyed and their voices boiled, the noise seemed to turn the whole emperor upside down.

Everyone is watching, curious and looking forward to the gates of the city.

The autumn breeze was brisk, the rolling dead leaves whistled on the main road of the Emperor. From the first team of people came into the city, the atmosphere of the Emperor was full of suicide, the surrounding people were crowds silent, hundreds of big flags were red as blood, like blood Haiyangbo, hunting and flying.

The armies dressed in iron claws walked, step-by-step, all with the sound of the metal that killed them, echoed back into the Emperor's capital.

Among the soldiers, the lead was a middle-aged man riding on the back of a bloody brown unicorn horse with a helmet, sharp eyes and a knife-cut face, giving everyone a sense of immortality.

This man is the first master of the Breeze Empire, Admiral Shawmon, who triumphed over Zongmen and returned home.

The men and horses were narrow, carrying six stainless steel cars, the cars were stained with red blood, the stinging nostrils rose, and the cars were pulled by a huge spiritual beast, each step falling, leading to ground tremors.

The prisoners in the caravan were drooling with their heads down and their breath was depressing, but their identities were remarkable enough to be shocking outside the plug, because they were the six lords of the outer gate, the Hall of Souls, each with the horrible manipulation of a six-point warrior.

Every one of them, who once stood high and swung the dome, is now a prisoner of the lower order.

The sound of the wheels crushing over the bluestone slabs of Didu continued to sound, and after the initial silence, the crowd burst into shocking cheers.

Their greatest enthusiasm for the triumphant returning servicemen is always rewarded, and victory is surely the best outcome. The country is strong and the people will be proud, which is called national pride.

The Iron Blood Army faces the people's cheers unchanged, disciplined and orderly, the target is the Emerald Palace.

Before the palace, Tianxuan Gate Square, sometime already set up a high platform, the colored flag around, accompanied by the autumn wind.

The guards of the court were arranged in a neat and orderly manner, and the Tianxuan Gate was raised around the area to ensure order in the presence.

“Congratulations to General Shaw on his triumphant return! ”

Just as the army entered Tianxuan Gate, the sharp voice of a eunuch accompanied by the true qi sounded the whole city, almost every corner could be heard, the emperor once again burst out a cheer.

Above the platform, an old man in a dragon robe with black and white hair stood smiling, his gentle eyes dropped on the army of triumph and return, unable to hold his head.

Not far from the old man's side, Prince Ji Cheng in a python robe stood calmly, and not far to the right were the handsome Yu Wang Ji Chengyu and Three Princes Ji Chengxue.

Wen Wu Baiguan on both sides of the high platform stood in vain. Beneath the high platform, the Xiao family eagerly awaited the return of the Triumph Army slowly, and it was difficult to contain the joy.

Shawmont took off his helmet, stepped onto the high stage, stood in front of the majestic emperor, kneeling on one knee, and held his fist: “Shen, do not disgrace the holy life, destroy the soul temple over 10,000 people, kill more than hundreds of people who are stronger than the three martial arts fanatics, capture the six lords alive, and return triumphantly. ”

“Okay, okay! Alright, Aiqinggo is the pillar of the country for me. With you, my river and mountain are no longer worried! ”

Emperor Ji Changfeng laughed and was not stingy.

Soon, some ceremonies took place in an orderly fashion, and everyone was meticulous and accomplished their work.

“At the end of the dust washing ceremony, hundreds of officials moved to the Great Hall to celebrate the feast.” The eunuch's sharp voice rang again, sounding all over the city.

……

The gait opened his eyes and he woke up earlier today, mainly by two unimaginably loud eunuchs.

When he had finished walking and washing, he came to the kitchen to practice his daily cooking training and set aside a copy from the dishes for the big black dog lying at the door.

He looked at it with no expression and ignored it. He was just eating a big black dog in a porcelain bowl. There was a beeping feeling in his heart. He really treated the big black dog the same way as he treated his grandfather.

Opened the shop door and stretched out his lazy hips on foot, pulling a chair and sitting at the door waiting for the Guest to arrive.

A time has passed... the shop is cold and clear, and there are no guests, which is somewhat unbelievable for a small store that has been on fire for a few days.

Something's wrong today? Why isn't there a guest? At this point in the week, the fat army of fat golden men should have finished eating good food and ready to pay the bill.

Besides, Little Lori Oyang Xiaoyi didn't come to work on time today. Was this waiter and eater missing at the same time or what?

After a moment of silence, he finally got up and went to the kitchen, and suddenly he remembered that Xiaoyi seemed to have told him that today seemed like the triumphant return of Shaw or something, so she took the day off.

But why are all the cannibals gone? That's what pedestrians care about.

In fact, the people who came to the pedestrian shops all had identities in the Emperor's Palace. Today, Shawmont returned triumphantly. His Majesty set up the feast Hall, inviting all the Emperors to have famous privileges. Fatty Jin and others went to the Palace for the feast. Naturally, they would not come to the pedestrian house to eat.

Pinching his fingers, he pulled open the system's special environmental simulation cabinet and removed one of the half-height altitudes from it, placing it in the center of the kitchen.

“Three days can be wine, from the day of entering the cupboard to just three days now, this‘ ice-cold jade pot 'should also be fine.” The pedestrian suddenly remembered that he had also made a pot of wine, which he was going to take out at night, but nobody was there during the day, so just look at the bar.

After removing the three tiny wine jars prepared by the system and placing them in front of each other, he intends to open the jar to filter the wine.

The cloth lid that was sealed on the half-human bar was opened, just momentarily, a thin, impactful nose burst out instantly.

The gait was smoked by the smell of alcohol and the whole person was slightly shaken, with a blush on his face.

“The aroma is strong without stinging nose, strong without distressing...” The gait has a rating, slightly happy.

Remove a scoop made of bamboo cylinder prepared by the system, walk into the bar, scoop out half bamboo cylinder wine, bamboo cylinder green green green, bamboo inner wall with light meat yellow, the liquid as clear as fresh water does not see any cloudiness.

It's a tall, nine-pronged wine. It's as clear as deep valley cold water, just like the name of the ice-hearted jade pot, without any dirt.

The formula came close to his nose and the rich, rich nose filled his nasal cavity. Before he entered it, he gave birth to his teeth, and the whole person seemed a little lost.

Pour the liquid from the bamboo cartridge into a porcelain glass and the shaking liquid is clear and transparent, such as Jonesy Ball.

I couldn't wait to lift the glass, took a sip, the liquor inlet, covered the tongue moss, instantly slipped into my throat, a cold feeling all over my body, the next moment in my stomach was like a burning fire of bear bears, in the presence of the flame poured into my heart, it was once again a sprinkle of ice cold, the ice flames crossed...

“Good wine!” Walking around with a mouthful of fun, he doesn't really know much about wine, but it's the best he's ever tasted.

But it tastes good, but this wine has plenty of energy. After all, after three days of circulation, nine days of brewing, how can it be less powerful?

Suppressing the urge to drink, the formula filled the half-high bar with three small bars, sealed with a cloth lid and affixed with square red paper with the word "ice” was a great achievement.

I deliberately left myself a glass of wine and placed it in a special cabinet, conveniently walking to the store with a glass, delighted to pour myself a drink.

However, when he first arrived at the shop, he was found standing at the door of the shop with a man wearing a black robe carrying a long sword wrapped in a rag.

The hoarseness came out of the man's mouth with a hint of heat.

“Boss, do you have good wine here? ”