Gourmet of Another World

The golden light that emerges from the pitch-black round carbon is brighter than the usual golden light. It is particularly eye-catching, making people's gaze completely attracted by this beam of light.

As if the bones of the flowers had been brewing for a long time in the blink of an eye, the dark carbon layer was slowly peeling off at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, the thicker the golden light was.

Hot air rises with the golden light, blurry as if it were a treasure in the fairy realm.

The intense aroma is even more intense and completely irresistible. The roasted Lion's Head potato has an indescribable aroma with some burning flavors, but it feels particularly intense.

Below the stripped carbon layer is the orange red potato, which is like a carefully carved work of art, exquisite and bright, with the most precious amber-like glamour.

The warmth of the lukewarm air surrounds the flesh like amber, the more heartwarming it becomes, the more appetizing it becomes.

“Isn't it beautiful?” The formula held the Lion's Head potato in one hand, and the sweet scent of the potato flesh made the face of the formula much softer, he said satisfied.

Duan Yunjiu looked at the hot potato, his nose kept shrugging. The scent was like magic. He couldn't help but breathe deeply. He wanted to suck away the scent that was spreading in the air.

When he heard the pedestrian question, he nodded his head in stupidity, and he never thought that the Lion Head Magic Potatoes could be so beautiful.

Lion's Head Potatoes are a cherished eight-degree potato, which is usually used for alchemy when acquired. Where would anyone choose to cook, and that's how the freak chooses it right in front of him?

But anyway, although Duan Yun doesn't agree with the way the potato is cooked on foot, the scent is really tempting when the Lion Head potato is cooked.

“Taste it, it tastes better. ”

The cigarette circled in the hand of the pedestrian, and the Rear Dragonfly knife appeared in his hand.

The knife flashed past, and the later half of Amber's crystal clear Lion Head Magic Potatoes was cut off, caught with a kitchen knife and handed over to the cloud.

Can you really eat it?

Duan Yun swallowed a sip of spit, looked at the walking formula and took a deep breath.

If you don't eat white or not, Duan Yun's hand also covered the real qi and grabbed the potato meat.

The hot potato meat is very hot, his palms are covered with real qi, but it is still hot ah call, the whole person is spiritual.

The wings cautiously grabbed the Lion-headed potato with their hands and blew it gently, causing the hot air on the potato to blow away.

The gait ignored the cloud, and his eyes fell on the Lion's Head potato in his hand.

Baking a potato is actually a way to cook in your spare time, digging a pit on the ground, putting a few stones in the pit, then burying the potato, burning some hay and other flammable substances in the pit, cooking the potato with heat, which is a practice deep in the memory of previous life.

Of course, there are many other ways to prepare a charcoal stove where the potatoes are roasted, so that the moisture on the skin disappears and the dried skin is rolled inside the sweet potato meat.

Tastes great.

Peeling off the carbon skin on the surface, he took a deep breath and blew it, biting it uncontrollably.

The hot potato almost burned his teeth, bite them off, angry mouth, it was the body that smelled that unique and intense fragrance.

Sweetness wrapped around his taste buds, pulled his nerves, and let his eyes flash for a moment.

The taste of this magic potato meat is very good, essentially the finesse is preserved, the spirituality is particularly intense, in a small, lion-headed magic potato, the spirituality is like a bomb about to explode.

The most important thing is that the formula senses something from this roasted potato that he has never tasted at all from his previous dishes.

It was an unclear, unclear feeling.

It's like an enlightenment, a state of Xuan and Xuan.

The recipe itself sums it up, that is spirituality, this roasted potato meat, although simple, … more dishes than were cooked before the recipe is spiritual.

Although there is not much spirituality, and it is not felt carefully or even completely, the more sensitive and acute the soul strength of the pedestrian formula is as it grows.

Spirituality appeared in the dishes, and the person conceded seemed to find something new again.

As he reaches the rank of intermediate chef, the cooking technique on foot seems to have reached a card point, and although there will be progress, not much or even less progress every time.

Walking is about to become a man who stands at the top of the food chain in the phantom world. His weakening progress will only keep him further away from his goal.

Of course, he is also aware that the first progress is naturally easier, the higher the level, the higher the eyesight, the higher the cooking skill, the harder it is to make progress.

Perhaps every step forward needs to be deeply rooted.

Eating this roasted potato on foot, I was caught in contemplation for a while.

Bullshit. Bullshit! Go ahead!

A rhythmic bar whispered to awaken the gait from contemplation.

A gaze that made him feel a little chilly stared at him and gave him a surprising eyebrow pick.

Looking at him, he saw a cloud of magic potato flesh in his hand, staring at him with his eyes open, not knowing when he had stood up.

Staying on foot.

Duan Yun's mouth kept pounding, finally grunting and swallowing the magic potato meat.

The whole crowd is angry.

Duan Yun felt as if he had been baptized. For the first time, he had tasted such a delicious food. This food gave him the feeling that he had taken an eighth-grade Dan medicine.

What an incredible thing!

The potato was roasted and not only had no loss of its essence, but the more intact it was preserved, the more spiritual and refined it was as if it were going to blow up and let him surf in the sea.

That feeling of soothing was obsessed with Duan Yun.

Why is it so delicious?! Duan Yun's heart was howling.

Yummy, that's real yummy!

Turns out Dan Hua baked the potatoes so good, Duan Yun was so excited, he was wondering if he was going to consider a new profession to bake the potatoes exclusively with Dan Hua.

But he was just thinking, if his teacher knew he was baking potatoes in a fire, it wouldn't be a matter of soaking a pig cage.

With the greedy eyes of the last cloud, the gait of a slow, faceless slice of walking stuck half of the Lion's Head potato in his mouth.

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba...

The rhythmic chewing sounded, making Duan Yun feel his body seemed to be emptied.

Strong swallowing, a hiccup was struck on foot, accompanied by intense spirituality and refinement, and diffused in the void.

Suddenly, his gazing eyes widened and he patted himself in the chest.

Swing with your hands and remove a bottle from the system space bag.

A sip of wine was poured into the mouth, and the walking formula was the comfort of a sip.

Goku Ice Flame is served with this roasted watermelon, which is really good.

The intense aroma is spreading and the eyes of Duan Yun are almost staring out, this fragrance... it's so fucking fragrant!

The pedestrian formula poured another sip into his mouth, smashing his mouth with pleasure, and he saw a cloud of gaze not far away.

“Hmm... Want a drink?” The pedestrian raised his hand to the Ice Fire Enlightenment brew.

“Really... okay?” Duan Yun's eyes lit up and he was embarrassed to say it, but his feet didn't move slowly, and he ran into the walking squares for a few moments.

“Of course… no.” The recipe waved by hand, and the Ice Fire Enlightenment was made by him into the system space bag, “This wine is expensive...”

Duan Yun is so embarrassed. Where's the trust between the good guys? What about the promised sharing?

Aren't we friends?

Tasted lion's head potatoes roasted in a flame of dandelion, the more concerned he was with the effects of these strange flames, the hotter his heart was, and with these flames, his cooking skills could definitely progress again.

It's just that the cooking of the flames is a little spiritual for this roasted potato, what if it's cooked with... the flames of the heavens and the earth, the flames of the beasts?

I can't even imagine walking. He came to the 100,000 mountains looking for all kinds of animal flames to be able to motivate Xuan Wufeng. Now... He can't wait to get all kinds of animal flames!

Because it's about whether he can make a bigger breakthrough in cooking.

Duan Yun looked at the back of the walking formula and licked his lips. His eyes were bright, and his buttocks continued to rush over.