Gourmet of Another World

Aru looked at the bluegrass porcelain plate in front of the big black dog, and it was filled with orange red drunken steak with hot air. He was all stuck. He stared at the beam. The chicken leg with a bite in his hand was also indelible, and the meat in his mouth forgot to chew.

This drunken rib smells really good and sprays a lot more than the old man who taught them how to cook in Qingyang Town. Under this scent, Aru feels that the chicken legs in his hands have become a little pale.

Aru glanced at the chicken leg in his hand and grinned. He stuffed it in the mouth and chewed it several times and swallowed it.

The big black dog was preparing to fester its own drunken ribs, but suddenly the dog shook its body and raised its head violently, discovering Aruna's straight-cut eyes, the greed and desire in those eyes, all aimed at the drunken ribs in front of it.

How dare this human gut your dog's drunken ribs?! Blackie was so angry, he stood up and turned his body. He covered up the drunken ribs and pointed his ass at Naaru. He was quite proud of his dog's tail.

Aru's gaze was blocked, and at once some of them were in love, giving up their gaze of pursuit, barking their mouths and sweeping their tongues around their lips like they were about to lick the drunken ribs in the air.

“Can you put your tongue back like a chef who's never seen the world before? Don't tell anyone you're my brother!” Awei frowned, his face was almost twisted together, his face was disgusting, although he admitted that this drunken rib smelled good... but his movements were not as bad as Aru's.

When he heard the sound behind him, he turned around and picked his eyebrows. He looked at these two strange people with some surprise.

A big fat guy with an apron and a skinny guy with a big black pot on his back...

What are they doing here?

“Who are you?” The gait asks lightly.

When Aru was overwhelmed by Aruwe, he suddenly fell in love and retrieved his tongue, still smelling the drunken ribs.

Wei glanced at the walking formula and was somewhat confused. After a week of gauging the walking formula, he said, “Did you make this drunken rib? ”

The fragrance is full of colours, without careful observation, Awei dares to make such a determination, this is definitely a classic and excellent drunken rib!

But in front of you, this chef who looks younger than them, can cook such a simple drunken rib? Impossible... Away subconsciously shook his head, he was very confident in his cooking skills. Ever since he was trained by the old man, his cooking skills have skyrocketed, definitely not by the average chef.

“I don't believe it, you lied to me... to get the real chef out.” Wei glanced at the footsteps and said.

What do you mean, call out the real chef? He's standing right here on foot. Who else?

Walking around, ignoring the irrational mess, he turned to the small shop and walked towards the kitchen.

Wai looked at the back of the gait, and his eyebrows were wrinkled. Did he make a mistake? The silent look in front of the pedestrian turns makes him somewhat suspicious of life...

“Come on, Aru, let's go in and take a look.” Wei said that his sharp chin was smiling and not laughing, "I didn't expect to meet such an interesting store when I first arrived in the Emperor. ”

Wei said to himself, but had not responded to him for half a day, and suddenly he looked back suspiciously. He saw that Arumi was moving towards the little black creep in small steps, and his hands kept pulling out several chicken legs from the bag of his apron.

“Sweet puppy, can you swap two chicken legs for a piece of your drunken rib? Don't you have enough? The three? Four?”

Aru creeps and the fat on his face is shaking on the other side. He is really upside down by the smell of this drunken rib. Aru's favorite thing is to eat, especially for meat, which is particularly sensitive.

“Your sister, change! Get in here!” Wei turned his head and saw the scene. His lungs almost blew up and he roared.

Aru heard the roar of Aruway, or he was unwilling to go in the direction of Aruway, and both of them stepped into the shop.

The layout of the shop was very cozy, at least the first impression I gave Aru and Awei was very good, especially the hygiene of the shop, and the dust-free feeling made him happy.

“Brother... Brother! Look at that recipe behind you!” Aru stuffed the four chicken legs in his hand into his mouth, with a little anger, bite them down hard, rub them, all four chicken legs swallowed, later said.

Wei turned around and picked his eyebrows in time. He shouted directly: "Shit... this little shop is really black, it's darker than the one we opened! ”

Their shop in Qingyang Town is very expensive because it is situated at the junction of the barbaric land, but they are very expensive, but they have reason to believe that the ingredients used in their dishes are the spiritual beasts captured in the barbaric land and the potion, and after their careful preparation, they can even preserve the spiritual energy in the ingredients, which not only tastes good, but also helps the cultivation, which is why they sell expensive.

But why are the dishes in this store so expensive? Did the owner of this shop go to the wasteland to catch the ingredients himself?

But even if they go and capture the ingredients themselves, the price is really expensive. There are also dishes in their store that use Yuanjing value, but there is only one or two dishes of that kind, but in this small store... all the colors are paid with Yuanjing.

Grunts.

Wei is a little disgusted.

“Where's the boss?! I want to order!” Away shouted.

Slowly walking out of the kitchen, he glanced at Awei, and the grumpy resemblance seemed to manifest itself entirely on his face, with a few provocations.

“Oh, something, say it.” No facial expressions on the steps.

“Brother, let's order drunk ribs! I really want to eat...” Aru said, vaguely.

“Don't talk to me while you eat!” Wei glanced at Aru, complaining and muttering. To be honest, Aru's words moved him a little, but he finally held on.

“Two egg fried rice, the simplest dish can tell the level of a chef... Besides, drunk ribs are so expensive, in case it doesn't taste good, we will spend the money unjustly!” Arvi said.

The gait looked at the strange two brothers, the corner of his mouth pulled, nothing said, just a moment later, and he stepped back into the kitchen.

Aru and Awei took a seat and said that although the environment of the shop was very different from the outside environment, which made them feel warm, the renovation of the shop was not very luxurious, like a very ordinary shop.

“Brother, other people eat big fish meat for Spring Won Festival, but we eat dried egg fried rice in this shop... why don't we order another drunken rib? Otherwise, the red roast meat can also be...” Aru swallowed another chicken leg, he said.

“Hmm... are you really going to contribute all the yuanjing in your luggage to this little store? Are you stupid?” Awei smiled coldly.

He sat on the chair with a big black pot on his back, grunting.

Aru's face suddenly filled with a disappointing expression, the fat trembled and he couldn't eat the meat... so sad, Aru chirped, then pulled out two chicken legs and stuck them in the entrance, biting them hard.

Suddenly, the “clicking” chewing in his mouth stopped abruptly, his fat nose shrugged violently, his eyes gleamed and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

There, a thin figure walked out slowly with two hot plates of egg fried rice.