Gourmet of Another World

Little ghosts stared, long eyelashes trembled slightly, his face looked at the walking formula in confusion, and also looked at Yang Meiji in the distance.

Stuffed drum's mouth, suddenly chewed.

The grunt was to swallow the dragon-blooded rice in his mouth, and the red lips were covered with oil juice, which looked quite bright and glossy!

The pedestrian formula just happened to be close to Xiaoyu. He was yelled at by Yang Meiji. His whole body trembled slightly. He turned his head in surprise and looked at Yang Meiji.

Yang Meiji held on to his huge head and slightly provoked his eyebrows. He looked at the hooligans and looked at the gait.

What the fuck is that look on his face?

How can it be obscene to be the stepmaster of the Goblin to stand at the top of the food chain in the Unseen World?

The gait was really lazy to ignore Yang Meiji, and he continued to turn his head and look at the little ghost he had chewed with his eyes.

“Ghost... how's the dragon-blooded rice tonight?” The muscles on the gait face trembled slightly and suddenly revealed that rather difficult smile, which made Yang Meiji creepy in the distance.

If Little Ghost listens to the gait, he nods up and down.

“It's delicious, isn't it? Come on, now that it's delicious, eat more.” By turning around, he grabbed Hachi's porcelain plate, poured the rice from the dragon's blood onto Hachi's plate, and pushed it in front of Hachi.

Hachi raised a chicken with a grain of dragon-blooded rice on his face. What happened?

Xiaoyu swallowed the dragon-blooded rice in his mouth, squinting his eyes, muttering his mouth, full of joy, nodded heavily, stretched out his greasy hand, grabbed a piece of rice and continued to tuck it into his mouth.

Across the table, the dog opened his eyes and chewed drunken ribs in his mouth. The scent of drunken ribs spread.

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

The pedestrian boy had a problem today. The dog claw held onto the table and looked at the pedestrian bevel as he chewed.

The skewed head of the pedestrian formula and the appearance of an obscene smile made the fox suspicion in the dog's heart grow more and more intense.

The smile on the foot is really creepy.

“Ghost, if it's delicious... would you like to try cooking yourself?” The smile on the gait face gradually disappeared and the corner of his mouth snapped and said in earnest to Xiaoyu.

However, when Xiaoyu listened to the gait, he glared at his eyes and threw his head straight away.

“Don't do it, I just want to eat. ”

All you have to do is eat… the gait feels like an invisible arrow shooting into his cautious liver.

It's good to eat, you can eat, you're good...

The paparazzi suddenly grinned and smiled.

He stroked his nose and glanced at the dog. “Why? You want to try cooking drunken ribs? ”

“Don't do it, Ben. Just eat. ”

The dog shook his head proudly, picked up a drunken rib, and the fragrant drunken juice sputtered away.

Bullshit, you lazy dog!

Yang Meiji's face in the distance relaxed, then took a slight step back, sat on the chair and exhaled.

It turns out the walking formula is to let Xiaoyu cook...

However, Psychic is so beautiful, all she has to do is eat.

Yang Meiji thought about it.

Eating twice in a row on foot, some helpless to get up, every time looking for a chef apprentice is a very difficult thing.

His level of recklessness is not enough.

But it's not his fault, after all, he's just a cook, a little cook who simply doesn't do it.

He stood up on foot, a little upset in his heart, but he couldn't help himself. He was also helpless in the face of these two foods.

Pulled a chair, sat in front of the restaurant door, the sky in the distance had gradually dimmed, the sun sloped west, revealed a beautiful color, the clouds rolled over, beautiful.

In the far reaches of the sky, several pitch-black bird shadows swung their wings, hovering in the sky and heading away.

There was also a faint bird chirp, haunting.

In Tianlancheng, because the war had just ended, many people were repairing Tianlancheng.

Although the Tianlancheng Formation is there, it will automatically repair the broken area.

But if someone helps, it will fix quickly.

After looking at the scenery for a while, the pedestrian felt a little bored and stood up, intending to return to the kitchen to practice cooking.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Yang Meiji's huge figure.

“Why are you still here?” There is no emotional confusion in walking.

Yang Meiji covered his stomach and whispered, “I don't know if I'm hungry... Mr. Bao, can I order? ”

Yang Meiji opened his eyes and looked sincerely at the walking formula.

At this moment, her nose is full of drunken ribs, the smell of dragon-blooded rice, that smell tickles in her heart.

She was also embarrassed when she looked at the way she walked and said it, making a deafening sound in her stomach.

The gait was slightly stunned, nodded and stood up.

“If you want to eat something yourself, let me know when you're done.” When you're done, turn around and walk into the kitchen, "the formula said.

Yang Meiji's eyes lit slightly and turned to the recipe on the wall.

Soon, Yang Meiji ordered red roast meat.

She still thinks the meat is the best, like her father used to cook him red roast meat!

As soon as she saw the red meat, she missed her father's craftsmanship.

Walking distance to the kitchen door.

Seems to suddenly think of something, a slight pause, footsteps in front of the door, looking at Xiaobai obliquely.

Little White touched his rounded head, his cheeky face.

The pedestrian blinked his eyes and turned his head towards Yang Meiji, who was sitting in a position with a huge body, and Yang Meiji was in a state of nostalgia.

He stroked his chin and nodded slightly, slightly at the corner of his mouth.

That deep mouth tear made Yang Meiji, who was in the middle of nostalgia, look around.

After ordering Yang Meiji's red roast meat, it was easy to walk into the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, it's easy to walk up the sleeves of the sparrow feather robe and take a deep breath.

It's time to show real technology.

The pedestrian side intends to cook the red meat well this time.

Before he went to the closet prepared in the kitchen, he looked carefully and finally found a piece of meat that was not high grade.

The flesh of the spirit beast was placed on the child. The flesh of the spirit beast is a second-degree flesh of the spirit beast, a very common flesh of the spirit beast.

After a gentle pat on the back of the pork with the knife of a dragonfly knife, the foot played a knife and flower, ready to start cooking.

Skilled meat was cut into pieces and placed on a porcelain plate.

Each piece of meat is cut the same size.

After removing the basalt pan and rinsing the basalt pan thoroughly, a mouthful of heaven and earth basalt flame sprayed out. As soon as the basalt pan entered, the temperature in the pan was constantly rising.

Soon, there was smoke coming out of the pan.

After filling the oil and sprinkling the oil juice all over the pan, the pedestrian rolled a few spirits and poured all the pork into it and started to roll.

The red roast meat he chose this time was not cooked according to the recipe.

Pedestrian thought that if he was to conquer Yang Meiji, he had to make that memorable taste.

So the pedestrian choice is to cook that very ordinary red roast meat.

Simple is the easiest way to impress people.

Psst!!

The fire came out of the sky, and after a few times of stir-frying on foot, it was poured into the Spirit Springs water and bored for a while.

The pan was slightly shaken inside, and the fragrance continued to diffuse, spreading, and the silky fragrance burst into the nose of the pedestrian, causing him to squint his eyes slightly.

This flavour... is simple.

……

Yunlan Restaurant.

Yang Meijie is looking forward to doing it in position.

Xiao Ha ran with his wings on the ground, and he was now desperate because he had finally returned to God and his dragon-blooded rice had been robbed.

But what about it? As a chicken with only ideals, it can only vent its misery by flying.

It really hurts... that bad woman! Another chicken meal!

Little haunted glances float step by step in the restaurant.

The dog lay down under the Enlightenment tree and slept with his eyes closed.

A leaf of enlightenment drifted slowly down, falling at the tip of the dog's nose, between breaths, it drifted away.

The scent suddenly came out of the kitchen.

With a porcelain dish on the foot, the hot air rolled over it and slowly stepped out of the kitchen.

The long and thin figure gradually appeared in the dark.

Yang Meiji looked in the direction of the gait and his eyes lit up.

Finally?

Watching Yang Meiji on foot, holding the dish with one hand, the muscles on his face were slightly shaken, the corners of his mouth were picked, revealing a creepy smile.

“O old Yang... come and taste my craft. ”

He put the red roast meat in front of Yang Meiji and said.

Yang Meiji's eyebrows picked slightly. Some of them looked at the walking formula in amazement. The fox in his heart was suspicious. What is wrong with Mr. Bao?

Yang Meiji swallowed the spit and turned her head towards the red roasted meat in front of her.

The intense aroma surged from the red roasted meat and the nose fluttered.

The pores all over Yang Meiji are slightly open, and the hunger in her belly is even worse.

Not only that, Yang Meiji looked at the red roast meat, smelled some familiar scent, the whole person stayed, just stared at the red roast meat, forgot to pick up the chopsticks.

“This familiar taste...”

Yang Meiji muttered.