Gourmet of Another World

One autumn rain, one cold, ten autumn rains wearing cotton.

After a few autumn rains, temperatures in Tidu gradually decreased, and the autumn wind began to turn to the cold and bitter wind. The gait rose early in the morning and none of the cold wanted to get out of the nest.

After washing, wrapped in a thick jacket, the door slab opened on foot, the cold wind squeezed in quickly, drilled into the back along the neck nest, and suddenly felt a chill.

He rubbed his hands on foot and took a sip of cool air.

I looked at the little black guy lying on the ground, he leaned his mouth on his foot, this lazy dog... still knows all day to sleep, how come he is not prepared to be the Supreme Spirit Beast at all? Shouldn't it be standing on the doorstep in such a way as to enhance the shop's compulsion?

“Boy, this paparazzi wants to eat drunk ribs.” Little black open dog's eyes, lazy to the pedestrian formula said, its voice is not very old, it has a warm male smell, full of magnetism...

Pick a square eyebrow, "You lazy dog, why are you ordering food for nothing? ”

The little black dog looked over, ignored the formula, buried his head on the ground like that, meaning obviously, you like to cook or not.

So angry on foot... this lazy dog dares ignore him, is he not afraid to add a large spoon of abyssal chili sauce to that drunken rib? Hot as your lazy dog wants to die.

Walking back into the kitchen, although he said he didn't want to help Xiao Kuo make drunk ribs, but yesterday Xiao Kuo's hand was very helpful, so the walking formula barely answered his request this time.

Remove from the refrigerator some of the main ingredients needed to cook the drunk ribs, the spinal flesh of the cloud hog, and some starch and prepared sauce.

The foot placed the inner spinal flesh on the wooden case board, waved forward, suddenly a glittering knife rotated in his hand, played with several knives and flowers, and the foot quickly photographed the back of the knife on the inner spinal flesh.

Let the meat slap be loose, so that the meat will be chopped better. After practicing the meteor knife for so many days, the walking knife also got a qualitative improvement. Almost only one knife was seen. The dish knife was severely chopped on the inner spine meat.

The first time he cooked the ribs, he felt very hard chopping the meat on foot, and now the chopping became much easier as his knife clerk progressed.

Chop a piece of spinal meat from a spirited cloud hog and put it in a just fine-tuned starch pulp so that each piece of meat is wrapped in starch.

Pour in half a pot of oil, wait for the oil temperature to rise to just when the hot air will be a little hot, and put the meat mass wrapped in starch pulp in it.

Nutrition!

The lumps of meat in the oil pan are rolling over and the aroma floats out of them.

Until all the pieces of meat are fried, go into a large bowl, debug the orange juice, mix together gently, and finish the dish.

“Blackie, let's eat.” Walked out of the kitchen with a drunken rib and softly spoke.

Little black, half-crushing eyes suddenly lit up, the dog's nose constantly shrugged, his tongue thrown up, and he couldn't wait to look at the drunken ribs in the hand of the gait.

The drunken ribs were placed in front of the little black, who shook his tail and started eating the bowl.

The corner of the square mouth pulled, touched the soft, dust-free hair of the little black, stood up, pulled a chair and sat in front of the small shop, relaxing in the sun.

Though there was a big battle yesterday among the best in the empire, the days haven't changed much for pedestrians.

The sun is warmer and more comfortable in the late autumn, and the fresh fragrance of clothing in the sun is intriguing.

What a beautiful day.

In the distance, a group of fat golden men came in a huge wave. The leading fat golden man crippled and slightly swollen on his fat face.

“Good morning, Mr. Bo. Sun up. You're so relaxed.” Fat Kim said hello to the pedestrian.

The gait nodded and stared at him in confusion. "Why is your face swollen? You're fat, you don't have to punch a swollen face. ”

“Mr. Bo... can we still have a good chat? It's not all because of you.” Speaking of the wounds on his face, Fatty Kim complained twice.

“Your oyster bag smells too good...” Kim Fatty told me what happened yesterday over the courtroom and the walking formula, giving way to a slight beam...

It turns out the first appearance of the oyster bag yesterday was so stunning.

“Why didn't he beat you to death when you did something so inhuman..." He stood up on foot, loosened his muscles, faded away, and then walked towards the kitchen.

Kim Fatty couldn't help laughing. The boss learned to bury people, “Mr. Bao, it's the same as today in peace. ”

Waving his hand on foot, he realized that, not long after, the kitchen was full of vegetables.

Ouyang Xiaoyi jumped and jumped, she was in a good mood today.

“Yo, Kim, what the fuck are you doing with your face?” As soon as Ouyang Xiaoyi entered the store, she saw Old King's miserable appearance and suddenly laughed with disgrace.

Kim Fatty laughed all the time. After Ouyang Xiaoyi's constant questioning, he told the story of the oyster bag again.

“Is that oyster bag so good? Then ask the stinking boss to cook a copy, and I'll take it back to my parents and grandpa to try it.” Ouyang Xiaoyi thought.

“Xiaoyi, serve dishes.” When he heard the loud laughter coming from the store, he knew Xiaoyi had arrived, and shouted faintly.

“Hey ~” Ouyang Xiaoyi ran to the window to serve the dishes ordered by Fatty Jin and others.

Kim Fatty and others were satisfied with the food and then checked out and left. Naturally, before leaving, one oyster bag per person.

Ki Cheng Xue arrived in an elegant white robe. He was almost a frequent shopkeeper, often with a gentle smile on his face.

“Your Highness, what will your brother eat?” Ouyang Xiaoyi asked.

“Have a lousy fish and a jar of ice.” Ji Chengxue smiled softly.

Shortly afterwards, the dishes were served. Ji Chengxue delightfully poured herself, eating the wine and fish meat, and drinking the ice-hearted jade pot.

At the entrance of the alley, a long white figure twisted his waist and limbs.

“Oops, my heart, why are you still here? At least it's the Supreme Spirit Beast. Can you show the superiority of the Supreme Spirit Beast? ”

Lianfu wore plainclothes today, gray hair held up, with a bronze hair crown and a clean face. He saw the little black hair in his heart, the orchid finger pinched, humming.

Blackie was lazy enough to ignore the death eunuch. He enjoyed eating it slowly with drunken ribs all over his face, and the scent overflowed.

“Mm-hmm... that smells good.” Lianfu shook an orchid finger and mumbled.

Little black body sucked, vigilantly swept the Dead eunuch's eyes, turned his body, pointed his ass at that Lianfu, and continued to eat its drunken ribs.

It's rare! Lianfu's qi, it's like the director wants to grab food from a dog.

Humph! He snorted arrogantly, and even Fook twisted his waist and limbs into the foot shop. He came today not to make trouble, nor to catch anyone, but simply to buy food.

His Majesty the Emperor gave him the sacred decree yesterday, asking him to pack all the dishes in the shop today for the Emperor to taste and, if the flavour is acceptable, to recruit the pedestrian formula into the palace.

“A chef in an alley can't be better than a chef in a royal palace dining room?” Even Blessings does not care about today's task.

“Oops ~ His Royal Highness, why are you here? Oops, isn't this our little Princess Ouyang?” As soon as he entered the store, Lianfu saw Ji Chengxue sitting in his seat drinking and eating meat, as well as Ouyang Xiaoyi, who was not far from home, his eyes lit up.

“Hmm? Grandpa Lian, how did you show up here today?” Ji Chengxue was slightly surprised. Lianfu was a close eunuch to his father. It was strange that he came to the shop today.

“His Majesty didn't know anything. His Majesty ordered the Miscellaneous Family to pack all the dishes of the shop and bring them back to the Palace. The Miscellaneous Family came. Holy life is hard to break. ”

“Um... eh? Packing?” Ji Chengxue nodded, looking strangely at Lianfu.