Gourmet of Another World

When the smell in the pottery tank floated in front of the magistrate, the smell seemed to erupt instantly into the magistrate's nostrils, and the smell brewed and erupted instantly, causing the magistrate's face to freeze.

A face is discoloring at a visible speed of the naked eye, first turning yellow, then purple, then turning black...

It's dark and autumnal. It's almost vomiting!

What the hell is that smell? The magistrate drummed up his mouth, his eyes wide open, and he slipped a few steps backwards. He sat on the floor with his ass full of cuteness.

The magistrate glanced at the magistrate, his mouth snapped, and he caught a few stinky tofu from the pot not slowly.

Wow, the dark halogen spills down and gives off a strong stench.

The smell comes out, the farther away it is...

The magistrate finally knows what the pedestrian formula means to ask that question, why don't you back off a little bit, how do I know that you have this kind of shit in this pot!

What the hell is this? Shit?

Under the ring, several people stared.

They saw the pedestrian take out the pottery canister again, eyes wide open!

It's because the stinking pot prevented them from passing the selection, and this guy is the one who started it!

Didn't they expect that the pedestrian formula would dare to come up with such a stench on the ring, didn't he fear causing public outrage?!

Feel free to cover the stinky tofu and start treating the stinky tofu.

Since the pedestrian formula is going to attract everyone's attention, it is natural to use stinky tofu, stinky tofu smell, stinky enough, attractive enough.

Everyone has curiosity, and the smell must be wondering where it came from.

And attracting these people's attention, isn't that a good time to promote Yunlan Restaurant?

So the formula is still the decision to use stinky tofu.

He believed in his level, and he was going to stink of tofu for a day.

Stinky tofu is enough to upgrade him, but it also enhances people's curiosity about him and promotes Yunlan Restaurant. Why not?

The smell of stinking tofu gradually began to spread on the ring.

Soon, the contestants in the ring smelled a fur all over them.

“What's that smell?! How can it smell so bad? ”

Everyone on the ring is a color change, and the faces of those alchemists are even more frightening.

Their alchemy, they need to communicate with their spiritual strength, they do not dare to be lazy at all, the appearance of this smell completely affects their thoughts and makes their mental strength a little unstable.

But after all, they are alchemists, much more powerful than the doctors in the screenings.

Although it was affected, there was no fryer.

But they're still angry.

When they concentrate on refining the dandruff, the smell comes in, and that feeling, it makes them sad to breathe.

Everyone turned angry and looked at where the smell came from.

There, leisurely on foot, cooking stinky tofu.

This time, the pedestrian formula still intends to have a spicy stinky tofu.

“You lunatic! Cooking shit on the ring! ”

Everyone's eyes widened and their faces filled with anger.

What makes them even angrier is how could a walking formula cook shit with fire from heaven and earth... how could there be such a violent creature in the world?!

What a waste of heaven and earth to such a man!

They're almost twisted in the face.

Boom...

The sound of the burst of the drugstove sounded, several doctors could not bear it, their hands trembled, their spirits fluctuated, the drugstove burst open.

The powder spreads.

The alchemists were much better, and although the fire in the furnace was beating constantly, they were at least steady.

The referee climbed up from the ground, a face blackened.

He was the closest he ever smelled. The smell was truest. The sour taste...

“What are you doing?!” The referee's lips are shaking.

He thinks that the formula must have come to destroy it. If it stinks like this, can it still have the effect of dandruff?

The formula glanced at the referee and did not answer his question. He continued to cook stinky tofu, which was fried in a basalt pan, with a little yellow in the dark.

Pour out the pan, put it in a green porcelain dish, pour in the bright oil juice, pour all the spicy ingredients on top, and a bowl of spicy, smelly tofu that looks pretty eye-nourishing is done.

“My work is done...”

After picking up the towel and wiping off the water stain on his hand, he gazed up at the referee and said softly.

The referee was still angry, listened to the gait, and suddenly stunned.

That's it?

That's too soon... it's not half an hour yet!

The referee withstood the anger in his heart and glanced at the spicy, smelly tofu ready on foot.

Is this the bass of this kid's participation in the Spring Festival?

He took a deep breath and suddenly the stench poured into his nose. He couldn't help coughing. What a fucking stench!

“Yes! Now that you're done, I'll test your work! ”

The referee's gaze was somewhat unfavourable and picky.

He took out a jade symbol from his arms, which was yellow, engraved with lines, and the jade symbol suddenly glowed with the influx of real qi in the referee.

A basin-sized formation spins out of the jade and hangs from his hand.

“This is a matrix used to detect the spiritual content in a player's work. The higher the spiritual content, the stronger the absorptive capacity of the human body, and the matrix can determine the properties of each work and the amplification capacity of the human body! No one can cheat under this law! ”

The referee almost bit his teeth to say this, and his eyes fell on the gait, trying to see the gait of the gait.

But he's wrong.

There is no expression on one face of the gait, no change at all.

“Test it.” The gait is calm, just amazing, and there is this method of formation.

The referee snorted cold, he almost squeezed his nose in front of the spicy smelly tofu, the smell floated, and the scent of juicing, the two strange smells blended together, making him a little bit obsessive.

The alchemists around them were sweating on their foreheads, and they didn't dare look at the formula here, and they were all focused on refining the medicine in their furnace.

Buzz...

The referee overshadowed the dishes.

The light above it was like the stars in the sky spinning constantly, like scanning a dish.

And as the formation moves, so does the light of the formation!

“How is that possible?! ”

The referee's eyes were wide open and his face was unbelievable. How could the light of the formation be so fierce?! That doesn't make sense!

This bowl is like shit... is it really comparable to Nine Pints?

He didn't believe it in his heart, but the light of the law of formation didn't seem to be faking.

For a while, he didn't even care about the smell of tofu. Before the whole person got to the dish, he watched the glow of the method continue to flow, and the expression on his face was constantly changing.

“Impossible… it must be fake! ”

“You can try it, or you'll be clear.” There is no facial expression in walking.

“How could I eat shit like that?!” The referee was furious, angry at the gait.

The gait is indifferent, calm and looks at it.

“Did I pass?” Pedestrian.

The referee stopped. Did you pass? If according to the reaction of the formation method, it is obviously passed...

But in his heart, he didn't believe this stinking thing could reach the level of Nine Pints.

“Your Honor! How could this guy pass the test?! For justice! Eat it, you must expose him! ”

“Judge, eat! He must have made something so stinky that you wouldn't dare eat it! ”

“As soon as you eat it, he'll be revealed! He's the one who got us eliminated! The referee can't just let it go! Otherwise, we'll sue the masters of the Spring Festival! ”

……

Those players who were eliminated because of the smell were filled with outrage.

And the referee's face got darker under their words!

Shit... so light, so stinky... not you!

The abnormality of the eighth ring attracted a lot of attention, and many of the spectators wandering under each ring turned their attention curiously.

It's all an interesting scene to see.

Despite the stench of the eighth ring, the audience is still watching.

Some players cook shit on the ring, other affected players dissatisfied, demanding the referee eat shit... fuck! That's exciting!

“Eat! As a referee, you need justice! Eat!”

“Eat up! Don't let these speculators succeed! ”

“Judge, let's keep an eye on you! Eat!”

……

The unsuspecting audience also drank, but the referee's face grew darker.

Easy for you to say, if it were you... do you eat? I knew the blind * * * * referee wanted to cry.

In the distance, it seemed that there were grown-ups sitting in the town pavilion who turned their eyes around, and the referee's heart jumped.

Hurry up and squeeze your neck black-faced. “Stop it, I'll eat it! For justice!”