Gourmet of Another World

“This smell! ”

Everyone is a fool, subconsciously shrugging their noses to capture the scent.

A meaty fragrance spanned the entire small store, spraying the fragrant chicken slightly trembling like a jelly with a strong aroma, and the color of the chicken soup seemed to reflect the glow, glow and beauty.

Shaw Meng had a slight eye, with a bright glimpse, staring closely at the casserole on the table, and at the bloody chicken in the casserole.

“Such intense spirituality!” Shawmont took a sip of cool air and was shocked in his heart. With his horrible sensibility of the Seven Pieces of War, he could easily sense the inspiration contained in the bloody chicken. The orange and yellow chicken soup was filled with the smell of many precious medicines.

Even he looked at the bowl of chicken soup and couldn't help but swallow a sip of water and scroll down his throat consciously.

“Is this... the fifth order spiritual beast, the bloody phoenix?!” Prince Ji Chengan licked his lips and stared at the chicken in the casserole, suddenly his mind flashed, shouting with surprise.

“Blood phoenix?!” Shawmon looked at Ji Chengan with some confusion.

“Blood phoenix is a five-order spiritual beast, living in a barbaric triangle. Its feathers and skins are all of bloody colour, but the flesh is spiritual, and after cooking it consolidates energy and restores blood, which is a rare ingredient.” Ji Chengan said the head, gazing at the gaze of the foot, with a few questions.

He nodded with no expression. “That's right, that's bloody phoenix. ”

“As I saw in the palace scriptures, I didn't think it was really this beast that grew up in the barbaric triangle.” Ji Chengan sighed, but shook his head again.

“Unfortunately, although this bloody phoenix is cherished, the damage caused by the smoke and rain is a loss of vitality, which I'm afraid is still difficult to cure. ”

He glanced at Ji Chengan, who was constantly shaking his head, and left his mouth open.

“How could my blood phoenix be so simple? Never had a beep. ”

Ji Chengan stayed behind and looked at the footsteps unhappily. He was a prince. How dare this civilian talk to him like that?

Ji Chengxue and others have long wondered about the spleen of the pedestrian side. This guy is the Lord who is not afraid of God. Even if you are a prince, he dares you not to beep.

Xu Shi's heart snapped. His Royal Highness was accustomed to high altitude. Where could he tolerate such rude words as walking formula? In order not to aggravate the conflict between the two, he hurried out of the round field.

“Mr. Bo, since you have confidence in this chicken soup, drink it for Miss Yam Yu.” Xu Shi arched his hand.

Shawmont also frowned slightly and said to the pedestrian formula: "Boy, I hope your chicken soup works, otherwise you know the consequences. ”

“Rest assured, this soup works.” Pedestrian fade.

He first took a tiny bowl of porcelain and scooped half a bowl of orange and yellow chicken soup with a blue flower spoon. The oil of this chicken soup was brilliant and not boring.

“This chicken soup is called purple ginseng phoenix chicken soup. The main ingredients are Tianluo ginseng and blood phoenix chicken. In addition, a dozen precious medicines are added, which are cooked together. The authentic gas cooking method is used to infiltrate the essence of purple ginseng into the chicken soup. It has plenty of spiritual energy and replenishes the blood. ”

The pedestrian formula introduced, Er with chicken soup came to the pale face, angry as a swimming silk shower.

Xiao Yanyu is beautiful. Even if the vitality is severe, the skin is dark and discolored, it is still a shame to hide the ancient fragrance. The slightly dim eyes are even more pitiful as the autumn moon is dead.

“Open your mouth, ah.” The formula scooped a spoon of fragrant and hot chicken soup and said to Shaw Smoky Rain.

Xiao Yanyu's long eyelashes trembled, her fading eyes swept the chicken soup and her dry lips opened slightly, but because of the passing of life, she had difficulty opening her mouth.

“Ah, you big ghost...” Ouyang Xiaoyi's mouth pounded, isn't the stinking boss stupid, don't you see Sister Yu doesn't even have the strength to open her mouth?

With the chicken soup on his feet, he poured the chicken soup from the spoon back into the bowl and looked at Xiao Yanyu with no expression on his face.

“What's the matter? Why don't you feed the rain and drink chicken soup?” Shaw's questionable gaze toward the gait is also somewhat strange for others.

The pedestrian glanced at them and said faintly: "Don't worry, let me think about feeding you. ”

Eh... ah?! What's that supposed to mean?

Everyone stayed and then saw a big sip of chicken soup on foot.

What do you want? What do you want? People are wondering... Didn't he say to feed Xiao Yanhui chicken soup, why did he drink it himself?

Later, he walked one step forward and lowered his head toward Shaw's smoky mouth...

Shawmon's eyes stared and his nose almost got blown away. What's this kid up to? What do you want with your mouth so close? Eat my daughter's tofu?

Shomon couldn't help but pull him apart while he was still an inch away from walking to kiss Xiao Yanyu.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Shawmont was filled with anger and a cold gaze at the gait.

Grumpy, looking at Shawmon with no expression on his face, swallowed the chicken soup in his mouth and poured his mouth. “I'm feeding her chicken soup. She doesn't have the strength to open her mouth. ”

Still thinking about my daughter... Shawmon is speechless too.

“Haven't you ever heard of men and women? Yee, you come here.” Shawmont glanced coldly at the formula and waved at Ouyang Xiaoyi in the distance.

Ouyang Xiaoyi ran upside down.

“You come to feed the rain and drink the chicken soup… as he just did.” Shawmon started the action just now and snorted cold.

Ouyang Xiaoyi nodded, took the chicken soup handed over by foot and took a sip.

“Hmm!" The chicken soup entered, Ouyang Xiaoyi's eyes suddenly widened, his subconscious grunted and swallowed.

Everyone looked at her with no expression.

“I'll taste it for Sister Smokey first. Mmm, it tastes good.” Ouyang Xiaoyi smiled and later drank a sip, this time not swallowed.

Touch your mouth, we're all good sisters.

A sip of chicken soup crossed into Xiao Yanyu's mouth, slowly flowing down her throat into her stomach.

Xiao Yanshuo's eyes moved slightly as if they were spiritual and angry.

“Go on, don't stop.” Pedestrian fade.

Ouyang Xiaoyi then crossed another chicken soup into Xiao Yanyue mouth. After three or four consecutive sips, Xiaoyang Yanyue finally recovered some anger in his eyes and was able to swallow the chicken soup autonomously.

“Effective!” Xiao Xiaolong's eyes lit up and he pinched his fist with excitement.

“Take it easy, keep feeding her chicken soup and have another small bowl.” Ouyang Xiaoyi has no expression on his face, indicating that Ouyang Xiaoyi continues.

A small bowl of chicken soup to drink again, the easy step is to stop the action of Ouyang Xiaoyi, at this moment Xiaoyi a beautiful face rose red, round puffy brah is cute.

I dare to drink chicken soup after her repair. It would be nice not to bleed my nose.

A chicken leg was stripped down by foot, the jelly-like chicken skin was pulled full of elasticity, but the foot did not take the chicken skin, but cut a small piece of chicken with a knife, then cut into pieces, mixed in the chicken soup and continued to feed Xiao Yanyu to drink.

After eating the whole chicken leg meat and a few pieces of purple ginseng, Xiao Yanyu's face became red, and the constantly passing vitality stopped disappearing. The whole person's qi and blood became a lot fuller. Although it is not enough compared to the average person, this effect is already good.

“A bowl of chicken soup... heals a wound that even the royal palace doctor can't heal. This... chicken soup, it's amazing!” Surrounded by shock and whispering, their suspicions of the pedestrians had disappeared at this moment.

Shawmont was also quite shocked, but the shock was followed by impatient excitement and joy.

“Dad... I'm hungry.” Xiao Yanyu's face was much brighter, and although she was still pale, she was at least a little angry and regained some strength, shouting softly at Xiaomong.

Shaw Yan Yu was really cured by a bowl of chicken soup!

Prince Ji Chengan's eyes lit up, suddenly shining like the stars of the night, staring at the chicken soup, full of heat.

Ji Chengxue also stared brightly at the chicken soup.

Both princes, the chicken soup is on their minds at this moment.