Gourmet of Another World

The gait picked out the eyebrows and slowly walked to the five tattoos of enlightenment tree, Xin Xiang came with a clear scent.

The leaves on the enlightenment tree are fluttering shakes. The lines on them are as if they were meant to survive. Each stripe is as conspicuous as it appears. If there are three round green fruits hidden between the lush leaves, the fruit is not large, some green, and there are light clouds floating on it, but there is a slight appearance of the three enlightenment fruits.

Reach out your hand and gently touch your long, gait finger over the fruit, slight spiritual fluctuations diffuse, spreading from finger to finger with a cold breath, instantly spreading all over your body, making the gait feel a little comfortable.

“Well... looking at it, it's really ripe.” The gait pulled the corner of his mouth, and there was some joy in his heart.

From sprouting a seed to growing fruit, this five-grain enlightenment tree can be described as a gait, but it has a certain touch in its heart.

Exhaling gently, he stood up on foot and took a serious look at the five-tattooed Enlightenment Tree, turning to enter the kitchen.

The small shops are starting to open normally and the vegetables are haunting the shops, leaving the diners slightly blinked and intoxicated.

Ouyang Xiaoyi jumped, she is now accustomed to coming to the shop every day to work, she thinks it is much better than staying at home without brain training.

Although she comes every day to help, the training is not left behind. The practice atmosphere in the shop is excellent. There are five grain enlightenment trees. The sound of enlightenment emitted every day has a great boost to the training.

“Xiaoyi, serve dishes. ”

The faint sound of the footsteps came out of the kitchen, Ouyang Xiaoyi came to the window, put it on the window to distribute the rich and charming scent of egg fried rice, made a waiter for such a long time, she had already been immune to the scent of the dish, although occasionally the scent would still sink, but it was much stronger than most people.

This is also a difficulty to overcome as a shop attendant.

Placing the egg fried rice in front of a diner, Ouyang Xiaoyi smiled and took a few steps back. Suddenly, she turned her head and walked in through the door.

“Where's Mr. Bo? Call Mr. Bo out..."

White as a thin piece of paper, Witch Cloud White walked in through the door, behind him was a worried Master Wu, Ani and Yufu followed them and supported a comatose serpent.

Ouyang Xiaoyi looked at the snake man curiously. She was still curious about this strange race.

“You guys wait, stinking boss in the kitchen.” Ouyang Xiaoyi said that he had been with Mr. Bao for a long time, and Ouyang Xiaoyi's speech had become somewhat simplistic.

“Master Wu, don't worry, let's find a seat first.” The white tone of the witch cloud is a little weak, the pretty face is white, and the lips are even less bloody.

Master Wu nodded, pulled a chair and sat down.

Yufu looked at everything in the store a little frightened. Is this Senior's shop? Hard work… finally here it comes.

Yufu's lovely face was covered with scars, and many scales over the tail of the snake were flipped open and the wounds were thick.

A long time later, walking away from the kitchen, wiping away the water stains in his hand, he saw the witch clouds and others and nodded at them.

His eyes fell on Yufu the Snake Man, looking at the unconscious Snake Man Rain Peak, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

The scent of the Snake Man's Rain Peak was weaker than it had initially been, and it was clear that the process might have suffered considerable further injuries.

“Are you hurt? ”

The final gaze of the gait fell on the white of the witch cloud, looking at her, a faint opening.

“A little wound, not in the way.” The clouds are white, but they are still strong, "he said.

“Mr. Bao... I told you that Zhao Musheng must have a problem, he insisted on you to go, so as to kill you. If he changed to Mr. Bao yesterday, I'm afraid he didn't know how many times he died... I'm glad Miss broke through to the Seven Pint War Saints yesterday, otherwise I'm afraid he's also too vicious.” Wu said outrageously.

This Zhao Musheng is really despicable. If the owner were here, the thief Zhao Musheng would have been slapped to death by the owner.

However, when Master Wu was wounded, he issued a secret letter using the Ruwen Front method. One of the four presidents of the village had sent the emptied leader. By then, Zhao Musheng will still be slapped to death.

Lord Kamikaze is a god of war!

“Oh, then you're in luck.” After listening to Wu, Zhao Musheng was not too surprised. Zhao Musheng dared to screw him. He must have been prepared. After all, the last time he had suffered from Zhao Musheng was in his hands.

But he was curious as to what the Temple of Desolation was.

“Now that you're hurt, I suggest you try the new dishes from the store, which may help you get hurt.” The pedestrian gazed at the clouds and said seriously.

The witch cloud was stunned. She was badly injured. Normal dandrug-pills were hard to work with. Would a dish work?

But she remembered the psychoactive meal she was good at walking, her eyes lit up, yes... this cook in front of her is not a regular cook! Maybe there's a way.

“A new dish?” Witch clouds looked at the recipe behind them with some anticipation, and after a lap, the eyes locked on the latest dish.

“Dragon-blooded beef lid for rice?” The clouds of witchcraft are slightly dazed, and I feel a little novel about the name of this dish.

“Two hundred dollars a crystal... quite expensive!” Witch clouds took a sip of cool air, "he said.

“It tastes good and should do some good for your recovery.” The gait is serious.

“Then take one, Yuanjing is not the problem, it is important to heal the lady's injuries!” Witch Cloud White has not yet spoken, Master Wu is eager to rush.

Nodding his head on foot, he turned toward the kitchen, passing in front of Yufu, the frightened serpent, and paused, "Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. ”

Ani stopped talking, but watched as she walked into the back of the kitchen and couldn't speak.

Back in the kitchen, the recipe took the dragon blood rice out of the pottery, and after washing it, the dragon blood rice was passed to Xiaoyi to make her fertilize Wuwen Gongdao tree...

Putting the rice in the steamer and steaming it, it was easy to start making the beef juice, removing the inner spine of the traveling dragon cow, the knife spinning in his hand and playing with a knife and flower.

……

When walking out of the kitchen with a dragon-blooded beef lid, the juice and the freshness of the dragon-blooded rice are scattered throughout the field, allowing one to breathe deeply.

“Your dragon-blooded beef lid is poured. Enjoy.” The pedestrian placed the dish in front of the witch cloud white and said.

Witch cloud white eyes looked slightly bright at the lid to pour the meal, but soon a slight disappointment appeared in her eyes, as the lid was not her imaginary potion meal.

It's not a psychotropic diet. Will it still work that way?

Wu Yunbai didn't know, but she scooped a spoon of dragon blood rice into the entrance with a bluegrass porcelain spoon in the enviable eyes of those around her.

Hot!

This is the first impression the lid gave her, and the burning of the entrance instantly covered her tongue and moss, making her taste slightly numb.

Dragon blood rice is very chewy, the juice is more fragrant, the beef in the juice doesn't know what the spiritual beast meat is, the entrance brings a great taste, chewed for a while, the white face of the witch cloud appeared red, I don't know if it was caused by the bubbling heat, or the wound recovered.

As the white neck of the cloud stretched out, she swallowed the meal in her mouth and the next moment her eyes lit up.

Next, the spoon in her hand never stopped, constantly scouring the entrance, scouring the entrance...

The pedestrian formula is very satisfied with Witch Cloud White. For food, there is no constraint on what should be eaten. The kind of taste that releases body and mind is the respect for good food.

Restricted eating, that's just to say your dishes are not delicious enough.

Witch cloud eyes widened, constantly eating, as the dragon blood rice entered the belly, she could feel as if a burning sensation was flowing in her little belly, her dantian seemed to be turned into a baking oven, the spiritual energy and pounds of fine air sprayed out, instantly covered the whole body.

Her severely injured body also became stronger at this moment, and the power worked, naturally converting those spiritual energies into true qi nourished her flesh and veins, and the fine qi converged in the wound, constantly repairing the wound.

Her otherwise serious injuries were recovering at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

Wonder and amazement in the clouds, didn't think of this bowl of dragon-blooded beef lids to feed... it really had the effect of healing her wounds! This is amazing!