Gourmet of Another World

The pottery pot on the ground was quietly closed and the wooden lid was slowly covered, with no concern for the cold eyes of the surrounding group.

The gang was so angry that so many of their delicately cooked dishes were suppressed by an ordinary ingredient made by the kid in front of them, and it was like hitting them in the face with red fruit.

However, they cannot afford to suffer at this moment because, after all, they are still in the barracks, and Commander Zhu is not far away. If they want to walk, they must wait until they return to the camp of the firefighters.

So a lot of the guys were chilling and looking at the gaze of the gait was filled with bad intentions.

Wei Dafu was shocked in his heart, but this shock only lasted a while, and was replaced by his cold. Wood show in the forest, the wind must destroy it. This makes a lot of sense everywhere. The glitter that the pedestrian formula presents today has already made many people feel unscrupulous.

In the future, life on foot will be more and more difficult in the Fire Army… and even more difficult to navigate.

These, however, did not raise any interest in the pedestrian formula.

He frowned and ignored those sharp eyes. He walked out of the barracks to pick up the pottery pot. His dishes had been eaten and he had reason to go back to his tent.

Wei Dafu felt the spicy pain in his face, because he had previously put a harsh word in his face. If no one had eaten the dishes of the pedestrian formula, he would have punished the pedestrian formula severely if he went back, but the result was such a sharp blow to his face.

Pedestrian dishes are not only eaten by people, but are also the first to be grabbed.

People are more annoying than people... they're always annoying by accident.

“The kid made the dish... is it really that good?” Wei Dafu's heart is a little shaky.

He walked back to his camp with the pottery pot, stretched his lazy waist and sat on the bed, looking at the other ordinary ingredients in the camp without any spirits. He also couldn't help but frown, imagining how the next dish was to be cooked.

And as he pondered these things, the dining time in the camp was over, and the firefighters were all back.

The atmosphere in the camp suddenly became a little awkward.

Dragon is the latest runner to the pedestrian camp, he came to warn the pedestrian pedestrian, this time the pedestrian dish is really out of style, the craftsmanship of many old men has been chilled.

They may be looking for trouble walking by now.

But the reaction of the gait was to leave the dragon speechless, because the gait was not worried at all, still sitting on the bed, not panicking at all.

A crowd of pedestrians arrived, and Wei Dafu followed the group with his own hands. They crammed into the tent where the pedestrians were.

“What is all this smell... the smell of mold! What delicious dishes can this shitty place make! ”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk... You see, the vegetables seem to be rotten and smell so strong, people dare to cook with this ingredient, it's disgraceful! ”

“Where the fuck is he? What if the food made in such a messy environment eats the bellies of the soldiers...? ”

……

This group of people crammed into the tent of the pedestrian, and they began to make noisy comments, all sorts of searches, and they were all sorts of disgusted with the pedestrian formula.

The pedestrians are newcomers and descendants, but their cooking skills are crushed by a descendant, which makes each of them look a little ugly!

Dragon is a little angry but also helpless. Although he is relatively young, he has been in the firefighter army for a short time. He has also heard about the attitude of these men relying on old age, but today he is only seeing it completely.

He felt a little disgusting... these people's mouths made him all goose bumpy.

Walking distance is the camp where ordinary ingredients are stacked, ordinary ingredients lack spiritual energy, preservation effect is naturally much worse than those of spiritual ingredients, rotting is normal, why are these people here to pretend?

Is it because the dishes just cooked on foot were accepted by most soldiers?

The human mentality is easily unbalanced, and once the mentality is unbalanced, this person does all sorts of disgusting things.

He looked at the crowd indifferently and the emotions in his eyes did not fluctuate at all.

He just looked so faintly, watching... all those squeaky couples couldn't help but shut up and gaze at each other on foot.

The pedestrian momentum was unspeakably intense, which frightened them by a few points.

Wei Dafu stepped out of the crowd and walked in front of the crowd. He looked at the pedestrian formula unhappily.

“Kid... I admit your cooking skills are strong, but you can't be too rampant here, this will make us all uncomfortable, we are uncomfortable, you don't want to be comfortable... understand?” Wei Dafu Road.

“What does it matter if you're not feeling well? The point of a chef is to cook a delightful meal, not a delightful meal… Besides, what are you and why should I care how uncomfortable you are? ”

There is no facial expression in walking.

The first time he met such an irrational group of people, he just cooked out delicious dishes, attracted the attention of soldiers and became the hottest dish, the red-eyed guys came to suppress him?

Tidu Blackheart... is it that easy to suppress?

“Now… everyone but Dragon Talent will get me out of my camp, otherwise…” Walker exhaled softly.

Standing in the corner of the tent, the mechanical eyes flashed red and swept away the group of disgruntled men.

“Shit, this kid is crazy, I can't stand it! I'm gonna fucking kill him! ”

A big man walks out of the crowd wearing a linen uniform and an apron. He is the most shapely of the men, and although not the best in cooking, he is the strongest in physical quality and cultivation!

The man walked in front of the pedestrian and slapped him on the table arranged in the tent, almost beating the table to pieces.

There are those who have come forward and others who have grown angry and arrogant.

They looked at the walking formula with anger. Why should the dish they worked so hard on be suppressed by a dish made by this kid that wasn't made of spiritual ingredients?

What kind of... junk dish, what qualifies them to suppress their dishes?

Dragon's childish face became a little pale, and some looked at the group of people who had become aggressive, shrinking toward where the gait was.

The pedestrians and dragons are like passengers on a boat floating at the tip of the wind, and the anger of the crowd is the ocean, and the waves come, and they want to overthrow their boat and completely suppress the pedestrian formula.

“I told you... don't make a scene in my tent, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. ”

The gait rose from the bed and the tone became a little less polite.

That's a tough guy, his eyes glared, he stepped out, he reached out and he grabbed at the collar of a walking square, this newbie who doesn't know why to respect should have a good lesson!

How dare you rob the elders!

The squared eyes, the slender palm lifted up, a flickering pat, and the strong man's palm was slapped open.

The banging crisp sound, the big man felt his palms were swollen as if they were all swollen, and the intense pain kept pouring out, making him sweat cold.

“White... strip all these messy guys and throw them out.” The gait was faint, he said.

Later, the two red flashes shined behind the pedestrian formula, and the separated white body appeared. The red flashes looked at the many couples around them.

“Huh! Playing ghosts, a puppet in the district is your reason for being arrogant?” Wei Dafu snorted cold.

Xiaobai is very common, Wei Dafu spent many years in the firefighter army, puppets like Xiaobai have seen a lot, because fighting requires a lot of contact with novel sects, one of which is to develop puppets, like the one around the pedestrian formula.

But this puppet doesn't have much killing power at all, so Wei Dafus is not worried.

But what surprised Wei Dafu himself was that his voice had just faded away, and the sound of his clothes ripped apart echoed in the air.

“Pull!! ”

A crisp sound followed by a greasy figure and the sound of heavy objects landing outside the door.

Everyone was dumb, and then they turned around and looked out of the tent, where... a strong man, stripped all over, stood up trembling.

The gait was gently curling the corner of his mouth, patting his little fat tummy, climbing back to the bed again and sitting on his knees.

His gaze was still as calm as a cloud.