Gourmet of Another World

“Blood fire repairs Rodin! This is the Dan medicine for Huron's dead servants. How dare you recommend this Dan medicine to me! ”

Looking at this bloody Dan medicine in the palm of his hand, the fur stone's eyes suddenly burst into a thick killing breath, the palm pressed hard, the real air shocked, and shook the bloody Dan medicine directly into pieces.

With one swing, the bottle of Dan medicine was thrown at the old man with the rickets.

The old man shook slightly on his grooved face, caught the jade bottle and squinted.

“Now that you know about Blood Fire Fixing Rodin, you should know the utility of this medicine, right? This is the best medicine for you at the moment… you should know. ”

The old man smiled lightly.

“Do you think I'm stupid? Once taken, this medicine will boil the mind of the user for a short period of time, but... once the medicine has expired, it will fall into atrophy for at least half a month! For a garbage cook in the district, do I have to do this to myself?!” Furry stone looked at the old man and hummed!

The bear was on his side, he didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say.

When the old man found him, he was in grief. The old man asked him if he wanted revenge. He thought of his bear and promised the old man.

Nor did he think that the old man's way of revenge was like this...

“To be honest... you can't beat that cook.” The old man said: “If you don't take this medicine, you will lose, and you will lose badly! ”

“How could I lose?! Don't you dare alarm me! You disgusting old man! ”

The furry stones roared angrily, and the real qi in front of them stirred up, wanting to shake the old man away.

However, the old man lifted his palms gently and felt his breath suppressed and pressed back into his body alive.

The pain almost spits blood!

Boom!

Furry stones took a few steps backwards in a row, and the last butt sat on the ground, looking incredibly at the old man.

“You young man... are so rude and arrogant... this is your biggest problem, and that's why you can't compare to Mubai, and tomorrow you'll know... you can't even compare that cook.” The old man wrapped his back and slowly pulled back the lifted palm.

He coughed and threw it at his fingertips. The bloody jade bottle fell in front of the stone, rolled a little and touched the stone's leg to stop.

“I'll give you this Dan medicine, do you want to use it... look at yourself. ”

With his hands behind his back, the old man slowly turned away from the battleship and quickly disappeared.

The bear stayed where he was, and it happened so suddenly, he didn't expect the fur stone to burst out, and the old man suddenly became so unpredictable.

This... he shot himself in the face, some of the * * * * * * stones staring at the back of the old man's disappearance, biting his teeth, slowly picking up the bloody jade bottle, looking at the jade bottle, and looking at the direction of the old man's departure.

Deep eyed.

……

After closing the Yunlan Restaurant today on foot, the South Palace came from afar as it prepared to close the bronze door.

“Old Bao! Wait a minute! ”

Nangong shouted.

He ran hard in the sunset, and the old man pulled his shadow in the sunset, reflecting his waving hands, seemed a little funny.

The gait looked at the scene somewhat dazed. After returning to God, the face turned without expression, and the banging was to bring the bronze door together.

”Shit! Old Bao, you're not very generous! You know I'm still closing the door?” Nangong ate a closed-door spoon, and the whole person was a little stunned and stunned.

Boom, boom, boom!

Shot the bronze door a few times, it was the bronze door that opened slowly.

It reveals a beautiful face with no expression.

“Oh, what a coincidence, you're here too.” Nangong had no shortage of people to look at the door was Xiao Yi, and suddenly he was all stiff. He laughed embarrassingly, "he said.

A small glimpse of the South Palace, with crystalline toes on the ground, black skirts rolling over and shaped towards the distance.

The pedestrian pulled a chair, shrunk down and watched the South Palace for a long time.

“Come on, come to me. What's up? The restaurant is closed today.” The pedestrian said.

Nangong had no lack of eyebrows, his face was deep enough to reach the side of the pedestrian, pulled a chair to sit beside the pedestrian, mysteriously looked around before it was the opening to whisper.

“Old Step... I'll show you something good! ”

The South Palace is full of face thieves smiling.

Fancy walking, good stuff? What good stuff?

“Didn't you have any idea what ingredients the game was going to use? I didn't bring it to you... to open your eyes.” The South Palace has no shortcomings.

Did Nangong bring him all the ingredients? That's kind of funny.

The pedestrian formula suddenly became a little curious, twisting his head and looking at the South Palace.

Nangong smiled with no shortcomings on his face. He looked out the door, and finally the light flashed in his hand, capturing a constantly pristine figure from the space apparatus.

“Giggle...”

Nangong grabbed the figure and smiled silly. The figure struggled in his hand, constantly spreading and falling down the floor full of hair.

This…

The gaze of the gait is wide, this little guy... is it the mysterious ingredient of the legend... Bazhen Chicken?!

That's right, what Nangong caught in his hand was a chicken, a chicken with lots of feathers.

The chicken fluttered with its wings, fat and beefy body constantly struggled, roaring and screaming, and the chicken wings of this eight rare chickens were missing one side... the little eyes stared at the South Palace, just like the devil, scared.

Bazhen Chicken is the ingredient of the Divine Realm. It is much more delicious than that big bear in the Divine Realm. The meat of that big bear is actually not very delicious, but Bazhen chicken is different.

The world is delicious!

That's a really rare ingredient!

Nangong actually caught Bazhen chicken, this thing... once cooked is absolutely delicious!

Grunts.

The gait squinted and the eyes of Bazhen chicken all lit up.

Bazhen's chicken suddenly startled again, and he screamed faster!

Wings flutter, fan, and colorful feathers fly.

“Don't be ridiculous! Show Old Bo a smile.” Nangong stretched out his hand and pinched Bazhen's little head, lifting it up and facing the gait.

Bazhen chicken was squeezed open his mouth, his small eyes rolled round, and his paws shrunk together nervously.

Don't look at me like that, I'm just a * * * * * * chicken with 10,000 black dogs running by right now.

It thought that Sha Xing had left Danta, and that he would be able to relax for a few days, peck spiritual rice during the day, soak up the sun, and sleep beautifully in his chicken nest at night.

But who would have thought, the Sha Xing suddenly came back and grabbed its wings and ran away.

That scares the chickens!

Don't eat chicken! I'm just a chicken without a dream!

“Old Bo, look, are you fat... there's this little guy, tomorrow's game, can you get rid of that hairy stone!” The South Palace has bright eyes and gazes at the gait.

Beat the gait and gauge the eight chickens, nodding satisfactorily.

It is really a quality ingredient, no wonder the system is good for Bazhen chicken.

“Why is the chicken's wings missing?” The pedestrian questioned with some confusion.

“Well... don't worry about this little flaw, the last time I ate it... it hasn't grown yet!” Nangong has no shortage of mouth, Dao.

This chicken is pathetic. How did you meet the South Palace?

How can a chicken eat only one chicken's wing? It's not right. It's the wrong way to eat a chicken!

However, looking at the Bazhen chicken, the pedestrian psychology is a little joyful, and there are also some leaps to try.

There are such ingredients as Bazhen Chicken, then he will be sure of the game tomorrow...

He also figured out what ingredients to cook tomorrow.

“Well, leave this chicken behind. You go back first. Tomorrow you watch. If the stone doesn't fry, I'll lose!” Pedestrian fade.

Nangong's eyes lit up.

Handed the Bazhen chicken into the hand of the pedestrian, with a thumb up against the pedestrian.

“Old Bo, my Nangong is looking out for you. Come on! ”

After that, the South Palace is headed for the outside of the restaurant.

It was when I walked to the door that I turned around and said, "Old Bo, you have to give the best treatment to this Bazhen chicken! It's the only time in its life. ”

The gait pulled the corner of his mouth and turned a white eye.

The bang was to close the bronze door.

“Giggle...”

As Nangong walked away, Bazhen's nervousness seemed to have eased a lot, staring into the gait.

One of the wings became pristine, and the struggle began again.

“Bazhen Chicken... Football Boy, if this chicken is made into a drunken rib, shouldn't it taste better than a dragon's drunken rib? ”

The dog did not know when he had appeared in front of the pedestrian formula, his eyes widened and he stared at the eight rare chickens.

“That must be... after all, Bazhen chicken, very famous ingredient, although this Bazhen chicken is a hybrid Bazhen chicken, not a pure-bred Bazhen chicken, but... the taste is not that ordinary dragon meat can be compared, when you can get the real dragon meat... it is still delicious dragon meat drunk ribs.” Standing up on foot, he said.

The dog glanced, “Walker, do you think the dragon is a cabbage? And... the real dragon meat is not that easy to get. ”

“Well, the chicken is a little uneasy, so I'll teach you tonight, um... make it a little nervous and keep the meat perfect... make a delicious dish tomorrow. ”

He gazed at the dog, pulled the corner of his mouth and threw it at him.

The Bazhen chicken suddenly crossed a beautiful curve in the air and landed in front of the dog.

Bazhen chicken stunned, his eyes glared at him, right into the puppy's shiny eyes.

“Giggle... giggle? ”

The dog's eyes sparkled with thieves, the dog's mouth ripped, revealing sharp fangs, and the dog barked when he opened his mouth.

“Wang!”

“So?!! ”

Next minute, the chicken dog jumps!

Bazhen chicken's guts were almost frightened off, and one of the wings was spreading the chicken claws and running.

The dog hairs were all standing up and excited. Chasing behind the chicken butt started barking...

The little phantom looked at the scene with no expression, his lips flat, some silent, and he turned around and went into the helmship that belonged to her.

The pedestrian formula is also a bit speechless, this fat dog...

Bullying a chicken without ideals.

“Well... you fat dog, don't eat this chicken? Otherwise, snap your drunken ribs for a month.” The pedestrian turned to go back to the kitchen and suddenly came up with something to say to the dog seriously.

The dog's figure stagnated and put away the halla that was flowing down his mouth.

Between uncooked chicken and drunk steak, the dog still chooses drunk steak...

The pedestrian gaze became much more harmonious, nodded, entered the kitchen and began to study tomorrow's dishes.

With Bazhen chicken, the pedestrian formula is finally certain to let the fur stone... fryer!

No fryer, I lose!