Gourmet of Another World

The ugly Beast Claw cooking is done...

The red spiritual beast claw also emitted hot air, and a little chili crust was stained on it, making the claw meat quite strange.

Put the chicken paws on a white porcelain plate, smell the ugliness and flush off the spicy sauce on his hand, he watched the fire tear his heart paws with a lot of satisfaction and he felt confident.

This time the torch was done very well. After all, it was a second-class dish, and he was not very hard to cook, and he believed that the taste of the torch was absolutely very surprising.

“Venerable, taste it.” The sniffer in the cloth was ugly and confident, laughing at the far-off knife hegemony.

In the eyes of the knife master, the light also flashed, and the joy came together.

The look was familiar and exciting to him.

“What a nostalgic feeling...” said the Knife Superior.

When he finished, he reached out and held the torching paw in his hand.

The intense fragrance spread and the knife master couldn't help but open his mouth and taste it.

Knock.

With a bite, the crunchy beast claw is directly bitten, the fat claw meat entrance, under the red tongue claw meat, is the white meat, full of aroma, and the oil juice spreads.

The claw flesh is elastic and beats constantly in the mouth, making the knife master unable to help but want to close his eyes to enjoy it.

Knock, knock.

The bones of this spiritual beast claw are also boiled tenderly, not very hard, and bite to bite, that delicate taste experience is really intoxicating.

……

“Stop looking and get me the steamer ready.” The pedestrian opened his mouth to the distance and the drooling assistant said.

The assistant suddenly turned his head in confusion.

“What are you going to do with the steamer? Didn't you say that in the recipe?” The assistant doesn't understand, he's read the recipe too, don't ignore people.

“The recipe is incomplete and the chicken claw tastes good, but there are always flaws because the flavors in the spicy sauce do not penetrate thoroughly into the chicken claw meat.” The pedestrian formula is quite patient, seriously explain to the assistant.

The assistant is still a jerk. Is that true? That smell of ugliness doesn't use steamer cage, but the swordsman seems to enjoy it.

Does it taste bad?

I don't think so... so it shouldn't matter if you don't need a steamer?

“Forget it... go chop wood, chop all this spiritual material.” The walker looked at the assistant's face and didn't believe it. He suddenly pulled his lips off and said to him.

The assistant thought about it and didn't refuse.

He now has some distrust of the pedestrian formula, and doesn't cook according to the recipe, can it really be delicious?

And... with so much chili sauce on foot, I really don't know what that flavor of burning paws would look like.

Ignore the aide's suspicious gaze.

He didn't want to explain anything anymore. He prepared the steamer and fished out the spiritual beast claws that rolled in the spicy sauce. The spicy sauce rolled up, and the rich spicy flavor spread, spreading the whole scene with a special aroma.

It's a little spicy...

A lot of people smell spicy, and they feel numb in their nostrils and shocked in their hearts.

Place the steamer in place, the chicken claw flowing with oil juice, in the steamer, and cover it with a lid.

Easy walking is the final step in getting ready to start.

The assistant also chopped the spiritual wood, a special kind of spiritual tree peach wood with a little orange yellow, the aroma is quite hearty when burned.

The pedestrian mind manipulates the basalt pot and suspends it in the void.

The flames of the heavens and the earth erupted, igniting the peach trees, and the flames of the bears from the peach trees burned beneath the basement of the basalt pot.

Soon the steamer made a grunting sound.

The formula lifted the cage cover and the hot air surged. The red chicken paw lay quietly in the steam cage, and the flesh on it was under the white-gas obsession, something seemed to have changed.

In the distance, a lot of people are attracted to pedestrian movements.

Steamer?

Everybody looks weird.

How do you use a steamer? There's no steamer in the recipe, okay? How could the pedestrian modify the recipe without permission?

After being stunned, the sniffer laughed even more. This is the recipe of Taotie Valley's second-class recipe. This is the recipe recorded by Taotie Valley's first-class and even the first-class chef. How could it be a small chef who can modify it at random!

The face of the knife master is also gloomy.

The steps of the recipe were modified on foot to make him very unhappy.

Because of the modification of the recipe steps, that would be tantamount to modifying the flavor of the burning paw in his heart.

This is unforgivable for a foodie!

The gait was naturally unclear about the mindset of the people. He squinted his eyes and watched as the spiritual beast claws gradually shimmered. The corner of his mouth flashed.

When all the firewood is burned out, the white air in the pan dissipates.

There's only one crystal clear, as if it were shining again, lying quietly on a steaming cage with flowing chicken claws.

The faint heat is diffusing.

“Spicy chicken claws, done.” The pedestrian gaze at the distant crowds, fading away.

The walking assistant was already bloodless because when he finished cooking the dish on foot, he discovered the shady face of the knife master, and his heart suddenly screamed badly.

In the Soul Sea space, this knife hegemony is the one who controls their existence.

The recipe was changed without knowing it was dead and alive, which pissed off the hegemonic knife.

If this knife hegemonic gets angry and wipes them out, then he really has nowhere to cry.

Aruaway's dishes are also complete.

The burning and tearing of the hearts of the Holy Virgin of Hulo and Lori is also complete...

But everyone feels a little wrong about the scriptures.

The knife master's face is gloomy and his eyes are deep. It seems that there is a knife in the circulation. The knife is very scary. Between the circulation, it seems that everything is to be cut and crumbled.

Everyone is in tight hearts.

The Knife Superior swept across the field and waved with his hands.

The next moment, each team completed the burning of their hearts and claws and flew to him.

Grunts.

Everyone was heartbeat, swallowed a sip of spit and was extremely nervous, except for the ugliness of walking and smelling.

The gait is calm because he has confidence in his dishes.

The smeller is ugly and calm, because his dishes have been satisfied by the knife master.

However, the sniffer's ugly gaze at the gaze of the gait is looking at a dead person and modifying the recipe without authorization. In Taoyuan Valley, it is to be dragged to immerse the pig cage.

I dare to do this kind of grave-digging thing... this little chef is really not afraid to die!

Wait, the angry knife master will tear this guy apart.

I thought this little cook would be my opponent, I didn't think this guy would actually die himself... since he chose to die, he doesn't deserve to be my ugly opponent.

“Why did you modify the recipe I gave you? Who do you think you are?” The Knife Superior said coldly.

His eyes fell on the walking square and he frowned because he felt like a knife cut all over his body.

The little white and purple eyes flashed and stepped out, blocking the walking square. The smell erupted, the steel armor twirled, the metal wings behind it spread violently, instantly entering the state of battle.

“My lord! I... I talked him out of it. It's none of my business if he wants to change the recipe! ”

That and the group of strong people assigned to the pedestrian formula, when their eyes paused, revealed fear and hurriedly opened their mouths.

“This recipe is incomplete, can't it be modified? And... if I want to modify it, do I need your permission? I'm a chef... and what are you? ”

The pedestrian glanced at the swordmaster and said with no expression.

Boom boom!!

As soon as the words of the footsteps came out, the faces of all people changed.

How dare this little chef hit a knife like that? It's in the soul sea space of the honored!

Didn't the old Korean president's death note have any idea how to walk?

“Crazy... this honorable man has been diving the dragon continent for more than a hundred years. There are countless strong men who have died in the hands of this honorable man. Something like you that doesn't know death or life is killing geometry. You really aren't afraid to die.” The knife master suddenly burst into a fierce knife, as if an illusion of the knife appeared behind him.

Smells ugly and so on are all in my heart.

They seemed to see a mighty, terribly powerful man across the dragon continent.

That's the true knife master.

“I don't know where your pride comes from... you're a coward, but you're dead.” The steps do not change color, fade away.

You're already dead...

Everyone took a sip of cool air, and the little chef really dared to say it!

This is the weakness of touching the Knife Superior. Even if the Knife Superior is dead, it is a fact, but at this moment everyone is in the soul sea space of the Knife Superior. The cruelty of the Knife Superior is still in control of their life and death!

Does this little cook want everyone to bury him?

However, all unexpectedly, the aura of the Knife Superior suddenly converged and smiled slightly, although the smile seemed a bit infiltrating.

The knife master stretched out his hand and whispered, and the burning claws that Lori cooked with the Virgin of Huro fell into his hands.

He watched as he walked and bit off his chicken paws, making a creepy crackling sound all over the kitchen.

“The spice is too weak, the flesh is too old… it doesn't fit, kill. ”

After the Knife Superior had finished, the faces of the Saints of Lori and Hulo had quickly become bloodless.

But the knife master did not do it, but grabbed Aruawi's chicken paws and bit them hard.

Still is the infiltrating skeleton clicking...

“The flesh is too old, the claws are too spiritual... not fit, kill! ”

Aru Awei listened, his heart trembled and his face was frightened!

Another group of chicken claws was similarly sentenced to death.

Everyone here knows that the Knife Superior is angry. Is this the rhythm of killing?

Finally, it's time for the chicken paws to walk.

The knife master grabbed the chicken claw and suddenly his face moved and his face trembled.

The texture of this chicken claw is a little different from the rest.

The scent slipped between his nose, causing him to squeeze his eyes.

The gait looked at him calmly, and the knife hegemonic's mouth snapped, revealing sharp teeth.

Bite it down.

Rub it!

Bite the chicken claw meat, the claw meat entrance, the knife hegemony chew in the mouth, suddenly the eyes shrink.

With a slight nostril, hot air began to erupt.

Rub, rub, rub!!

Bullshit. Bullshit!

The knife master did not speak, his mouth chewed constantly, but the surprise in his eyes was getting thicker and thicker!

Soon, the whole chicken claw was eaten by him, and one face of the swordsman became red, and after eating the chicken claw, he even licked his finger, opened his mouth, a fierce hunch, and penetrated the sweat beads on the tip of his nose.

Everybody's a fool.

What the hell is going on with this swordsman? What's wrong with you? You're eating again?

How do you eat all the chicken claws in the footsteps?

The smell of ugliness is even more shriveled, this is how it is again... his chicken claw knife hegemony only took a few bites, but the walking chicken claw is finished!

Is... is he gonna fucking lose again?

Finally, the silent knife master opened his mouth for a long time... and the sound of the dull sand engulfed the kitchen.

“Why... so hot? Why… does it taste wonderful? ”

Watching Knife Hegemony with no expression on his face, he said, "I told you... there's something wrong with your recipe. ”

There was a problem with the recipe…

The knife master raised his head violently, and the breath of his body was agitated again, and the dreaded knife gathered behind him.

“Even if your chicken claws taste good! But that's not why you changed my recipe... so your dishes don't pass! You... are going to die too! ”

Boom!!

The breath spreads, everyone's face is changed, it is true...

The gait wrinkled his eyebrows, the fierce knife blew, and the velvet rope that tied his hair was all blown off and his hair was blown wildly.

The gaze of the foot gazed closely at the knife hegemony, opening word for word.

“Unqualified? You are not qualified to judge my dishes... I've seen you get upset. ”