Gourmet of Another World

Boom!

When Song Tao arrived at the alley where the shop was located, a wind flashed past him, causing his body to freeze, and he seemed to see a miserable figure in the wind.

What's happening? Song Tao glanced back, then a loud noise, the whole ground trembled, and the smoke slowly rose in the ruins in the distance.

Song Tao, standing in the alley, felt cold for a while.

“Well, that's not bad.” The gait nodded with satisfaction, saying that at least the bluestone slab that the alley had just been repaired had not been broken by a dog's paw.

“My Lord... My Lord! Run! That dog... it's horrible!” At the time of Song Tao's confusion, the two powerful warriors fled with fright, and they saw Song Tao with fear.

Song Tao's heart sinks, it turns out... the mission failed, all four warrior kings can't get Ouyang Xiaoyi and Yang Chen back? How do we get back to work now?

Song Tao was unwilling to walk like this, so he walked to the alley, facing the claw is the terrible big black dog that plays the King of Flying.

Xiao Blackman glanced at Song Tao unexpectedly, and saw the other party's vigilant appearance. Suddenly, the dog glanced at him, played with a white eye, took cat steps, and lazyly returned to the front door of the shop, resting on his back.

Ouyang Xiaoyi dragged Yang Chen into the small store, ignoring Song Tao standing at the alley entrance, a cold wind blew through, and pinched the formation cold.

“Young Boy, this is what I told you about the... stinking boss's shop, although the boss is not very good, the taste of the dishes is not said.” Ouyang Xiaoyi pulled Yang Chen into the shop and said to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen weighed the area around the small shop, and his young face suddenly hung a hint of shame. He hugged his chest with both hands and said: “Just a small, narrow shop? Ordinary decor, average customers... How could there be decent delicacies, you wouldn't lie to me? ”

Yang Chen can't believe what we're saying? Ouyang Xiaoyitong was in a hurry. His eyes glared at Yang Chen. “Will Grandma Ben lie to you? If I'm lying to you, Grandma Ben will make you pay! ”

A slight gait flashed on one side and a slight doubt flashed on his face. You lied. Why did I pay for it? What logic?

“Hmm! Will Ben care about his compensation?” Yang Chen glanced at the walking formula and smiled disdainfully. It was just a cook. Is it possible that your cook could still go to heaven?

“You ignorant bastard, you'll soon know how stupid you said it!” Ouyang Xiaoyi smiled cold and then turned to the pedestrian side and said: "Boss, have a drunken rib! Kill him! ”

Yang Chen leaned aside and swept his eyes towards the recipe hung on the wall. Later, his little eyes shrunk and almost turned into a little black sesame seed.

“Is the price incorrectly marked? How is it calculated according to Yuanjing? Do you think these dishes are magic potions?!” After looking at the price, Yang Chen couldn't help but spit.

Walking formula is almost automatically immune to this spit chute, ignore it, you spit chute, anyway, I won't drop a piece of meat under your spit chute, if you want to taste the dish, or order the dish... or do you want to bow under my dish price?

With technology, that's how confident you are.

Song Tao was very reluctant, so he also stepped into the small store. At first glance, he saw Yang Chen, his eyes slightly lit, Master Yang Xiaohou, this is an important person, he must be caught back.

“Read the recipe for yourself.” Song Tao hasn't said anything yet, and there was a cold noise in his ear.

Watching Song Tao with no expression on his face, he pointed to the recipe behind him and said.

Song Tao suddenly glanced at the recipe, his nostrils were slightly wide and his hot breath came out... Nima, is this a fucking robbery? Blackheart's shop is truly famous!

But he was unwilling to go like this, white and tender Ouyang Xiao Lori was not far away, and the arrogant Yang Chen Xiaozheng Tai also stood in front of him. Song Tao just left, what difference does it make to give up eating two spraying red roast meats when he was about to starve to death...

“Boss! One... egg fried rice!” Song Tao endured heartache and ordered a yuanjing egg fried rice. His heart seemed to be dripping blood. Earning some yuanjing these days is not easy!

Ouyang Xiaoyi listened to Song Tao's dishes and suddenly gave him a despicable glance. He snorted, "You stinking boss, go cook my 50 yuan crystal drunken rib! ”

As a princess of the Ouyang family, there's nothing wrong with Yuanjing!

“And you? What to eat?” he said, looking at Yang Chen on foot.

“Now that they've all ordered, give Grandpa Ben a... ice-cold jade pot bar.” Yang Chen said with his chin up.

The pedestrian glanced at him and pulled the corner of his mouth and said faintly: "You can't drink at the children's house. ”

Yang Chen's body suddenly became stiff, his eyes widened, he looked directly at the gait, and looked back at him with no expression in his gait. Soon, Yang Chen was defeated... so angry!

“Forget it, give me a red roast meat! ”

“Okay, hold on.” Nodding on foot, this is what turns into the kitchen.

Song Tao carefully searched for a seat and couldn't help but look around. At the kitchen door, he saw a mechanical figure... Is that the puppet in the black heart shop that can make the Seven Pieces of War holy?

Little white circle rolling head mechanical turn, red mechanical eyes against Song Tao's little eyes, scared each other hurry to avoid the eyes.

“Humph! If the dishes in this shop taste really bad... I must despise them so hard that they taste bad and charge so much! And I'm going to spread the word to the whole Emperor to let everyone know this is a pit man's shop!” Yang Chen was arrogant.

Ouyang Xiaoyi turned her eyes and ignored this arrogant little Zheng Lai. She just wants to eat the dishes cooked by the stinking boss now. She hasn't eaten anything all day. She's starving... she's all skinny!

Yang Chen still chatted there, but the kitchen quickly fluttered with rich flesh.

The fleshy scent floated slowly, such as silk, giving a real feeling. Ouyang Xiaoyi curled his nose and sniffed the fleshy scent. His face was full of happiness.

That's the smell! That's the smell of the stinking boss!

Soon, in the darkness of the kitchen, a figure emerged, walking with a long finger holding a porcelain bowl filled with luminous orange red drunken ribs, warm white and intense aromas emanating from it, instantly pouring in.

Xiaoyi can't wait to stare straight at the gait.

“Your drunk ribs, eat slowly.” The gait placed the drunken ribs in front of Ouyang Xiaoyi and patted her on the head, saying faintly.

After that, turn back to the kitchen and start cooking the rest of the dishes.

Drunken ribs, intoxicating flesh, just the fragrance diffuse, let one side * * * stay in place for half a day, one pair of eyes staring straight at the orange red flesh chunk.

Even Song Tao couldn't help but be attracted, but he cared more about how to get these two little guys out of the store...

Well... without fighting, Song Tao glanced at the little white, and when the latter mechanical eye turned again, his heart was faint.