Gourmet of Another World

“Is it good?” Xiao Yanyu saw the formula put the pineapple jade heart cake into the entrance, and the light in his eyes grew more intense and asked nervously.

The gait frowned and felt a slightly strange taste of pineapple cake. There was also a slightly strange appearance on the face... is this really made by one person? Taste gap is a bit large.

“This taste… is not very good, too sweet, and the jade heart in it has been steaming for too long, and…"

The subconscious step is to start pointing out that he is serious about food, so once he starts evaluating it, it's kind of a taunt.

Xiao Xiaolong and Ouyang Xiaoyimei gazed at the more vigorous gaze, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but smoke slightly.

“Eat what you want, don't eat! It sucks anyway!” Xiao Yanyu's lovely face turned red in time. The reddish red faint appeared on her face like a cloud. She was also insane and gorgeous.

She snatched back the pineapple taco and put it back in the box as if she were gambling.

Staying on foot. What's going on here? Was he wrong? No... this pineapple cake is really bad, obviously like a newbie.

It's not a grade at all with the pastries in front...

Hmm... not a grade? The gait was stunned, and then his consciousness fell on Xiao Yanyu's body, and he felt Xiao Yanyu's eyes full of grievances.

Walking formula is not stupid, soon to understand what happened, this pineapple cake must have been made by Xiao Yanyu, not by Xiao Ma... that explains why the difference in taste is so great.

Xiao Xiaolong and Ouyang Xiaoyi looked at the walking formula and looked a little embarrassed in Xiao's smoky and rainy eyes. They all couldn't help laughing.

“Boss Bo, my sister is rare for the next cook, you can't believe you have nothing to do with her prepared pastry batch. You are completely offending my sister now.” Xiao Xiaolong laughed.

Walking square pulled the corner of his mouth, this pineapple jade heartcake is really bad, even if it was made by Xiao Yanyu, he is not used to complaining against his heart...

However, Shaw Yanshui will come to him tonight, warming his otherwise lonely heart, and he feels he has to do something to express his gratitude.

Cooking dishes to show gratitude?

The pedestrian shook his head and threw this idea out of his head. Xiao Yanyu and others often came to his shop to eat. None of them were familiar with the dishes, so he just cooked the dishes in the store to show gratitude and didn't seem sincere enough.

It's Spring Eve, which means New Year's Eve on Earth. After a short walk, he stood up and walked toward the small store.

“Wait, I'll make you a delicious meal.” Walk to the kitchen on foot, whispering faintly.

Boss Bo, are you ready to eat? Xiao Yanyu and others' eyes lit up.

Boss Bo's craftsmanship naturally doesn't have to say, the delicious food they cook gives them a lot of flavor, and now he himself proposes to cook... this is the first time in the world, and they expect a lot from time to time.

They waited a while and walked out of the kitchen with a big pot in their hand.

The three of them got a little confused. Boss Bao, what's this to do?

Instead of answering their questions, the pedestrian placed the pot directly in front of the three of them.

The basin is obviously not light in weight and is filled with white glutinous rice flour, which is crystal clear and like a crushed crystal.

The formula poured hot water into the basin and then stirred it with your hands.

“Mr. Bo, what are you doing?” Xiao Xiaolong looked at the walking formula in confusion and asked.

He glanced at him lightly and said: "Don't talk, look. ”

Afterwards, it was easy to lift his fist, and his strong temper burst out of his stomach, wrapped around his fist like a glove.

Boom! A loud bang struck the swirling basin, and the swirling swirl trembled sharply under the precise Qi control of the gait.

The gait pulled out his fist, another punch smashed down again, a loud noise, like a cluttered mirror.

Watching the violent and ferocious action of the pedestrian formula, Xiao Yanyu and the three of them stared at each other. Is this cooking food? Are you sure you're not exhaling? That punch, on the meat, that's what you get...

I don't know how many punches were smashed, and the gait gradually lost its original wildness, but carried a little softness, although each punch still emitted a thunderous sound.

“This... my God!” Xiao Xiaolong shouted, staring at the fist covered in real qi, only to see the white silk strip glued over the real qi, one strand at a time, like silk.

Walk up your fists with dense and numb silk threads, and the silk threads are bright and smooth compared to the best silk.

Boom.

When the last punch was smashed, the pacing stopped moving. He dissipated his true temper, lifted his fist, and the adhesive silk thread disappeared. The three of them immediately looked into the basin curiously and saw only a lukewarm, crystalline piece of glutinous rice lying in the center of the basin.

Although there was no strong fragrance, Xiao Xiaolong and the three of them couldn't help but sip a sip of water...

“Stinky boss... is this the food you hit with your fist? Can you eat?” Ouyang Xiaoyi, asked.

“Yes, but it tastes better after treatment.” Pedestrian: “You can actually try to do it at home, as long as you control your temper. ”

“What's the name of this food?” Xiao Yanyu sounded nice.

“Thousands of twisted rice cakes.” Pedestrian.

Later on, he waved his hand. The dragonfly knife floated in his hand, playing with a knife and flower. A piece of rice cake was divided directly into four pieces.

Back in the kitchen, the steps were filled separately with bluegrass porcelain plates and placed in a steaming cage for cooking.

“Come on in.” The pedestrian shouted at the three people who were still sitting at the door.

All right? The three of us suddenly got excited and walked into the shop and saw the cradle cake on the table.

Ordinary, plain and unusual, the three of them didn't see any difference.

But this scent… the rich glutinous rice scent is accompanied by sweet aromas, like silk wrapped around their nostrils.

This sweetness is neither boring nor faint, but occurs when the saliva in their palate is seduced and unconsciously secreted.

“Try it, this rice cake is to be eaten one night before Spring Festival, wishing the new festival a high rise.” The gait was faint, he said.

He bought the ingredients for this millennial rice cake deliberately from the system, deducting his yuanjing, but the pedestrian formula doesn't care.

The three of them are able to come today, and the emotions they represent are not comparable to those of Zone Yuanjing, and all he can do is make a good meal to express gratitude.

Xiao Yanyu Wen Wenyua clamped the silk rice cake and gently opened it with her warm, shiny red lips, revealing her jade-like teeth and gently biting it off.

Afterwards, Shaw's beautiful eyes suddenly widened and his eyes were incredible.

It turns out that the so-called wire... is really wire!