Gourmet of Another World

This thunderbolt appeared very abrupt, completely unexpected to Pluto, the thunderbolt with some purple glow, fell down, the roar continued, the whole air seemed to be smashed collapsed, powerful.

Pluto had no idea there was such a level of thunder in a small restaurant.

At the moment when the alarm rose in his heart, his body was a reaction, and a dark energy surged to block the thunderbolt.

Down under the Enlightenment Tree, the sleeping dog opened his dog's eyes and looked at the kitchen entrance.

His eyes were cloudy and playful.

Weight is because of the thunder, thunder even he has to feel a little palpitations, as for the taste of play... of course it is to the Pluto.

This dead old guy.

Even he's curious about the kitchen, but he hasn't had any thoughts to explore.

Because that kitchen always gave him a terrible sense of crisis.

That sense of crisis, even the old guys in the ruins, couldn't give it away.

The first time this old fellow, Pluto, came here to explore the kitchen... not to die for?

All you have to do is eat. You have to snoop in someone's kitchen. Are you hungry?

Boom boom!!

Pluto was full of thunderbolts, his strong body was irresistible, a blast, the whole man fell out and landed on the ground.

His hair was rooted upside down, smoking green, his eyes turned white, his mouth was wide open, and he also had green smoke coming out.

He was like a roasted chicken without hair.

Pluto coughed a few times before taking a sip of cool air.

He sat up and watched his skin open and couldn't help but swallow a sip of spit.

This thunderbolt is so horrible... comparable to the thunderbolt of his ferry.

If it wasn't him, if it was someone else, it would have been blown to ashes by this thunder.

As a Pluto, he was built to be strong, invincible and arrogant to the whole continent of the Diving Dragon.

But I actually ate in this little restaurant...

It's... embarrassing.

The skin that ruptured on Pluto was slowly healing and quickly recovering.

He looked at the kitchen again, palpitations in his heart. Is that a trick? There's a magic trick at the kitchen door? These levels of formation... who the hell is that young man?!

Full of curiosity, Pluto thought the young man was just a common cook on the Dragon Continent.

But as soon as it comes out, Pluto knows that this little cook is not easy.

No wonder this skinny dog stays in this restaurant. It's definitely catty!

Thinking of the skinny dog, Pluto suddenly stunned and turned his head to look at the past, and suddenly found the skinny dog's face filled with laughter.

Pluto's face turns red and numb! The skinny dog showed me the joke!

Embarrassingly pressed his curly hair, smeared the pitch black on his face, Pluto split his mouth, smiled at the little black, revealing his white teeth.

That white tooth shines white, backed by the black, autumnal face of Pluto.

“Mentally retarded.” The dog looked at the hilarious look of the Pluto, turned a white eye, punched an arrears, muttered, and continued to fall asleep.

The dog didn't know what existed behind the pedestrian formula, but he knew that existed... it was definitely not easy.

Besides... what does that have to do with him? He only eats... drunk ribs.

The fragrance that comes out of the kitchen is getting stronger and stronger, with a special rhythm, as if there was a Zen fluttering.

Bum...

On the second floor, Hachi swayed his chicken ass and quietly ran down.

The dog opened his eyes again and his eyes sparkled.

“Boy, is this a new dish? This taste... looks good.” The dog muttered in his heart.

A glittery boat swayed for a while, a pair of greasy, long legs stepped out of the glittery boat, his eyes wide open, his legs swayed on the glittery boat, and his eyes looked towards the kitchen.

Undoubtedly, this suddenly spreads a fragrance that keeps them awake.

……

In the kitchen.

The cubic forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat beads, which was the first time he had ever had such difficulty cooking.

Shurota floats and blossoms with ultimate luminosity, apparently triggered by footsteps.

Spiritual forces make the surroundings seem to be thickened and the air flows slowly.

The sweat beads on the cubic forehead slide down from the cheeks, all slowly falling to the ground.

In Xuanwu pot, the heavens and the earth are burning, the fire is shining, the hot air is soaring, the Tianshan Spring water in the pot is boiling constantly, so that the water vapor keeps rising, like a mushroom cloud erupting on the ceiling.

Between the hazy mists, a smiling Buddha sat on a tray, his face seemed to be full of gold and tender.

Deeply exhaled, his gaze again stalled, and he began to mobilize mental strength to control the spiritual flow within the Buddha's bouncing wall.

After all, his repair is still a little weak. On this day, Buddha jumped off the wall and he cooked up, and the difficulty was a little huge.

Nearly all of his spiritual strength has to be exhausted.

The walker's face was a little white. Suddenly, he emptied one hand and shook his hand. Suddenly, a chilli strip floated in his hand, swallowed the date and stuffed the chilli strip into his mouth. The walker began to chew with a large mouthful.

There were sweatballs on the tip of his nose, but his face grew much nicer.

In this way, the footsteps immerse themselves in the difficulty of cooking the Buddha jump wall.

Outside the kitchen, Buddhist sounds are getting thicker and thicker in the air, as is the clotting on Pluto's face.

What kind of dish is this young man cooking? Why is it moving so much?

Xiaoyu was also slightly stunned and looked into the kitchen.

The paparazzi didn't mind, beat up a debt, lay down on the ground, but didn't sleep, obviously waiting for the cooking on foot.

The night seemed to be sleepless.

In the pitch-black night sky, a smudge of fish appeared slowly.

The glow of the stars gradually dimmed.

The glowing glow passes from the end of the sky, like a ray of swordlight, chopping up the dark dark nights and tearing down the heavy nights.

Yunlan Restaurant.

Boiling fluctuations of energy finally immersed.

Pluto's eyes finally turned and he was a little tired.

“It's finally over… it's really exciting what kind of dish it is. ”

“Young people are now… making a dish is so naughty. ”

In the kitchen.

Dropping their hands down, the whole person took two steps back, leaning against the wall and gasping heavily.

Looking at the flawless Buddha jumping wall in the Xuanwu pot, the corner of his mouth finally pulled up slightly.

The Buddha on the lid was bright red and alive. He seemed to be halfway through. The smile lines on his face seemed to be trembling.

A faint glimmer of light from time to time flows over the Buddha, making the Buddha more vivid.

The pedestrian rubbed a bead of sweat on his forehead and exhaled gently.

He straightened his torso and swayed slightly, and his true breath seemed to be empty and exhausted.

He walked up to the freezer and opened the door of the freezer, where the sour plum juice in a large blue and white porcelain bowl lay quietly.

Removed a clear glass of crystal.

A sour plum soup was scooped on foot.

After a cold, sour plum juice, it was so cold that a little water bead appeared on the crystal cup because of the ice.

Looking at this sour plum juice, the throat of the gait rolled for a moment, feeling a little thirsty.

To the crystal cup, a heavy sip was poured.

Grunting.

That sour and sweet, cold sour plum soup poured into the mouth, allowing the pores all over the gait squeezed together, a pleasant feeling, instantly bursting in the walking body.

The cold sour plum soup poured into his stomach along his mouth and larynx, causing him to enjoy it and squeeze his eyes.

That feeling, it's hard to say.

Cool heart, flying heart!

“Cool...”

After a sip, the walking formula exhales a slightly cooler breath, with a slight tear in the corner of the mouth, which is incredibly refreshing.

Let the Buddha jump the wall inside the Xuanwu pot for a while and walk out of the kitchen with sour plum soup.

He walked out of the kitchen.

One of the eyes in the restaurant fell on him instantly.

The gait blinked, took a sip of sour plum soup, picked the eyebrows, and it seemed unclear what these people's eyes meant.

The gaze of the gait fell on the Pluto, and when he saw the Pluto with the head of the explosion, he stunned, when did this guy change his hair?

But the pedestrian formula didn't care, just lifted the crystal cup in his hand, fading away: “Here, have a drink with your dark spirit plum juice. ”

Dark Spirit plum? Pluto stunned.

He saw the red juice in his hand.

This thing... is it formulated with black spirit plum juice?

Put the Dark Spirit Plum juice on the table and scoop a cup to the Pluto.

“I wipe... so cold.” Pluto grabbed the crystal cup and shocked.

In the distance, Xiaoyu did not know when he had snuck in, his long eyelashes trembled and stared at the sour plum soup in the cyanochrome bowl.

“What is this?” Little Ghost asked.

The walker looked at the woman's face and knew what she wanted, so the walker didn't answer either. He just scooped a cup with a crystal glass and gave it to her.

Little Ghost picked up the sour plum juice, her eyes slightly brightened, the cold feeling made her feel strange.

A little sip.

Her eyes were even brighter, as if there was a luster coming out of them.

“Delicious.” The little shadow whispered beauty in his mouth, and when he finished, he sipped again, gazed, and enjoyed his face.

Pluto looked at the plum soup, Zhang Big nostrils sniffed, and finally poured a sip into his mouth.

The sweet and sour cold means an entrance, making his pores squeeze instantly, and his hair shakes three times.

“Is this Black Spirit Plum Juice?!” With a full face of surprise, Pluto grunted and swallowed the sour plum juice in his mouth, looking at the gait.

How could something so delicious be his sour and bitter black spirit plum juice?!

This young man is bluffing, isn't he?

“The real sour plum juice... well, it was formulated with the black spirit plum juice you provided, don't you want spicy strips? I will provide you with three spicy strips free of charge if you serve Dark Spirit Plum juice every day.” Looking at the Pluto without a look on his face, he said.

When the Pluto listened, he shook himself, and his heart blossomed with joy!

“Ha ha! You're so young, you're not naughty! Deal!” Pluto poured the sour plum juice down his mouth, clapping his chest, promised.

The corner of the pedestrian mouth is also ripped.

Suddenly, his face moved and he turned towards the kitchen.

“You guys wait, the real good stuff is coming out. ”

Tianjin Buddha jumped the wall… finally finished.