Gourmet of Another World

The Snake tribe is situated in the Phantom Spirit. It is this fat fish that is often eaten. It is also extremely skilled in fish making, and it is their authentic dish.

The wrinkled expression of the pedestrian formula is like eating bitter yellow company, it is incomprehensible.

The freshness and sweetness of the fish are perfectly reflected in the fish soup. The snake chef who cooked the fish soup is a good cook. It may not be as refined as humans, but the taste can be considered reasonable by the witch cloud white and others.

So people's eyes fell on the walking square, many snakes looked at him angrily, elders and others frowned.

The witch cloud white is a slight corner of the mouth, sparingly watching the pedestrian formula, this young man... isn't he really here to laugh? After all, this is the tribe of the Snake Nation. Even if the fish soup is really bad, you don't have to say it like this. Besides... this fish soup tastes good.

“How do you people talk?! My mother's fish soup is the best of the whole snake family. What do you know? Besides, do you know how to cook?” A little snake girl looked angrily at the pedestrian side, a tiny snake tail, a slight twist, and whimpered.

The people around her also nodded, Mu's cooking skills are not dare to say the first of all snake people, but at least nobody in the tribe can compare. Although fish soup is not one of her best dishes, everyone is tired of drinking it.

That's called Mu Sister, the mother of the little snake man, a beautiful gentle snake man holding a cooking spoon, and also looking at the pedestrian formula with some dissatisfaction.

Walking around, he didn't think that one of his words had caused the anger of the people around him, he was just stating the fact that, in his opinion, the fish soup tasted terrible.

As a chef, the flavour has long been fed by his cooking. Once the unpleasant dishes are imported, it makes him tasteless. It makes his face look ugly. It affects his taste buds' judgment. Spraying fish soup is just his subconscious action...

Simply put, it is because of the often cooked gastronomic food, which makes his taste more sensitive, feels infinitely enlarged, a tiny bit of flavor can be captured, and is even more picky for the dishes.

This flavor enhancement can greatly help a chef improve his cooking skills, allowing a chef to judge and handle the flavors of ingredients more accurately.

The pedestrian formula doesn't mean to humiliate people, it's really just a subconscious move...

The vague appearance of the pedestrian formula made the surrounding people feel silent for a while, and Mu was also rejoiced.

She was not an easily moving person, maybe her food really can't get into the mouth of walking, everyone has the taste of everyone, which is no wonder that walking formula, but Mrs Mu also wanted to be clear.

Walking back to God, listening to the little snake man's words, the corner of his mouth suddenly pulled away, glancing at the little snake girl and saying: "Of course I know how to cook, I am also a chef. ”

The sound of the footsteps was not very loud, but it was a moment that silenced the whole scene. The witch cloud felt that her world view had been refreshed again. Is the young man a chef in front of her? A fucking cook?

But if you're a cook, why did you run into the Fantastic Spirit Snakeman tribe? I... uh, the book always thought you were an adventurer!

Isn't the kitchen supposed to prepare dishes in the kitchen?

“Oh, is Your Excellency also a gourmet chef? It seems that you are not satisfied with the food that I am cooking.” Sister Mu stunned, and her face stirred up.

If the pedestrian formula is a chef, then a little bit of food pickiness is past, the taste of the cook is much more sensitive than the average person, they are more picky about the taste of food, a dish, trying to conquer ordinary people may be easy, but trying to conquer a chef can be difficult.

Nodding his head on foot, he grabbed the hot fish soup and slowly walked to the beautiful serpent.

“Overall, your fish soup is OK, every step is well done, but it can only be regarded as medium rule, and you do not know the nature of the fish, some fish are suitable for cooking soup, some fish are not suitable for cooking soup, because the different tastes of fish are different. ”

Fong solemnly walked to Sister Mu, couldn't help but turn on his poisonous tongue pattern, he always couldn't help but start evaluating the dishes.

“Not that this fish can't cook soup, but you lack many important seasonings. If you add some spring grass to cook with this fish, it will not only remove the smell of fish, but also increase the freshness of fish meat. But what I want to say is that this fish is really wasted for making soup. Even if it is used to cook dried fish, it tastes better than fish soup...”

There was a lot of walking chatter to make everyone in the place hear a little nasty. After all, the people present were not chefs. The study of food did not reach such a deep level, what spring grass, what kind of fire mastery, what kind of fish nature, etc.... where would they understand?

Mu's eyes became brighter and brighter at the time of the pedestrian evaluation, as she discovered that all of what the pedestrian formula said was true.

The fat fish was made into dried fish and boiled more deliciously than the fish soup. As for the spring grass... she also seemed to understand something.

When he finished walking, he regained his faceless appearance. He didn't speak much, but when evaluating the dishes, he turned into a poisonous tongue...

“You… you… say so much, you can cook a better dish than Mother kissing this fish soup, what are you here to criticize Mother's dishes! You bad guy!” The little snake girl is so grieved, but she has no mercy when evaluating her gait. The little girl hears her worshipped mother's dishes are so degraded, tears are spinning in her eyes.

When Mu saw that the little girl seemed to have a tendency to cry, she quickly twisted her waist and limbs to comfort the little girl.

“This human brother is right, mother's cooking already has a lot of room for improvement, I heard this assessment today, mother has a lot to gain, why are you crying, we have to thank brother.” Sister Mu couldn't help but smile and scratch the little girl's nose, whispering.

The little girl stopped crying, holding her hands against each other, holding her mouth, red-eyed, slightly sobbing, looking at her mother.

The corner of the pedestrian mouth is also smoked, this snake little girl is no different from the human little girl, still cry to show you if it is not right... but make the little girl cry, it is my fault anyway.

After a moment of pedestrian silence, he said, “Well, it's still early, so we can cook a fish dish for you to taste today. I hope you like it. It's also kind of a compensation for my taking the liberty to evaluate the dishes. ”

The words of the pedestrian once again caused a shout around him, this human being... is really a fucking cook? To cook in person?

The witch cloud's white eyes are full of wonder... can't this guy be serious? If it doesn't taste good... you'll get hit in the face by red fruit!

Humans and serpents have their origins, but no one can protect whether they taste the same.

Mu's eyes looked at the pedestrian formula with astonishment. The look of confidence in the pedestrian formula was also slightly squint. Standing up straight, she said to the pedestrian side: “It would be an honor for me to have this stove set up for my little brother to use. ”

Mu quickly cleaned up the stove and then looked toward the pedestrian formula.

The pedestrian was not in a hurry, he pinched the fat fish prepared for him by the snake man, a first-order spiritual beast fish that was incredibly fat.

Having tasted the fish meat, the pedestrian mind has an idea of the best practices for the fish.

This fish is not suitable for soup making, but it is suitable for another very delicious method of cooking.

That's... roasted fish.