Gourmet of Another World

The ruins.

The glimmering darkness, like a huge crack that was ripped open by knife gas, raised a huge palace made entirely of pitch black metal.

The palace is pristine, a cold iron column at its root rises like a sharp slaughter sword on a handle. There is a cold flash over the blade. There is a dark and cold chain connection between the blade and the blade. The collision of the iron chain will make a loud noise.

This is the Palace of the Pluto, the palace of the Lord of the Ruins, which, unlike the flourishing and noble imagination, is cold and remote.

Nodak's palace is sparsely populated.

Pluto Palace, above the high seat.

A man in cold, lacquered black armor leaned against the chair with a boring oblique face and grabbed a strange spiritual fruit in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth from time to time.

Spirit debris and fruit shells are all over the ground, and the palace is quite wretched, and even the skeletons of the spiritual beasts are scattered.

If someone shows up here, they won't think it's a serious and dignified Pluto Palace, they'll think it's just a place that hasn't been cleaned up since the party.

Pluto Rukha spread his dark hair and stuffed a spiritual fruit into his mouth, biting it down, the juice splashed all over his mouth, the sour and sweet taste diffused in his mouth.

But Pluto's face doesn't look like he's enjoying anything.

“What is this... how can it taste so bad! I want spicy strips... I'm poisoned by spicy strips! ”

Pluto was agitated, sitting tall with his torso, shaking his head and his hair scattered.

His eyes were filled with disenchantment, and he remembered the delicious spicy strips, not himself.

“Iron! Come on in, Iron! ”

The meditation appeared in the hands of Pluto, and he pinched it violently. All of a sudden, the spiritual fruit was turned to ash. The next moment, Pluto shouted out loud to the outside of the palace.

A figure came from outside the palace and appeared respectfully in front of the Pluto.

This is a child with white hair with very large eyes and seemingly spinning colors between the winks.

Dressed in armor, the whole man was quite brilliant and handsome, and he walked down from his position and rubbed against the gray-haired boy with a solemn face.

Pfft.

Pluto reached out and pressed his hand against the child's head with white hair, his body slightly bent down and his eyes squinted.

“Iron... I want spicy strips!” The Pluto takes it seriously.

The gray-haired old iron blinked his eyes, his face squeaking, “Lord Pluto, what's a spicy strip? ”

The air seems to have become a little quiet at this moment.

A long time later, Pluto grabbed his hair in a grudge, and his handsome face revealed a sad color.

There's no spicy strips to eat. You're so angry!

Those bloody corpses ate all the spicy strips the king kept... making the king empty and lonely now! Angry stomach fried!

After rubbing the white child's head for a while, Pluto's body flashed and returned to the high seat, lazy leaning back, lifting his head, his face was not lovely.

“Iron, go get my two mirrors, I can't go eat spicy strips, I'll see... those bloody corpses, one day Ben Wang will peel all their skins, a bunch of stinky skins! ”

White-haired children's face fluttered red.

His name is Iron, and he is the Messenger of the Pluto. There is only Pluto and his grey-haired child in the entire Emerald Palace.

By order of the Pluto, the child with white hair walked away and the girl ran towards the distance.

Shortly afterwards, he came back with a mirror that was bigger than all of his people, and he gasped and put the mirror in front of Pluto.

“Tie, why don't you come and take a look at it? Your cooking is really getting worse and worse. Follow the boss to learn more.” The child with white hair appeared at the side of the Pluto and sat down.

The mirrors of those two mirrors trembled like water waves, and the next moment, blurred images emerged in the mirror.

“Yo, that's a restless step, boss.” The Pluto did not know when a spiritual fruit appeared again, and looked vigorously as he shoved it into his mouth.

The messenger, Iron, blinked his eyes and stuffed Spirit Fruit into his mouth like a Pluto.

In the image, the fire is going on, the oil is splashing...

……

Grabbing five barbecue strings with one hand, the face is light and spiritual strength gushes out like a wave, covering the barbecue strings and even controlling the flames.

The sound of a splash of oil spilled from the bashful pot. Every drop of oil will cause the fire to flourish.

The scent comes out of the tide and wave.

This time around, the choice is barbecue, spiritual barbecue, with many precious spiritual and animal meats, intense enough to last, almost to concentrate into substance.

Zhoutong cooking in the distance has reached its climax, and around him, the scent is like a beast transformed into an artifact, constantly growling and roaring.

Zhoutong's technique is very skillful and unique, with strict control over every angle of frying.

This is the unique culinary technique of Taotie Valley, which allows the fragrance of ingredients to flourish.

Both cooking is so cool that many people are dazzling.

“Smells good! For the first time, I can't wait to taste it! ”

“Are these two really cooks? Turns out the cook can be so gorgeous! ”

“They're not cooking, they're lonely! ”

……

The surrounding eaters were almost all subdued by pedestrian and circumferential craftsmanship, and the scent of cooking by two people was overwhelming, like two roaring beasts colliding in the air.

The collision of fragrances is silent, but it really saddens the diners.

Each collision will make the hearts of the eaters talk about the peak, can't help but breathe deeply and absorb the fragrance.

Boo-hoo!

The flames of all beasts in the Xuanwu pot are becoming more intense.

Grills on the grill also continue to mature gradually, displaying an attractive and alluring glow, which makes it impossible to move your gaze.

Zhoutong's cooking was also nearing the end, and he still took out a white dish, which was spotless and placed on the stove.

Boo-hoo!

At the end of the fry, Zhoutong spoon flipped, the instantly sprayed dish was scooped out and poured over a white porcelain plate.

Hot air, a piece of pink meat with charming aromas, pink, green, yellow, various colors, make the dish very appealing in terms of colour fragrance.

Place the spoon in the pan.

Zhoutong wiped the water off his hands and finally finished his cooking.

He lifted his eyes with his vegetables and looked at the distant walk.

There, the gait is also the final step.

He pulled down all the roasted skewers so that all the ingredients were poured into the bluegrass dishes and eventually spilled a little seasoning, hot air rolling, and the aroma was overflowing.

The dishes on foot are done.

With a wave of hands, the bluegrass porcelain dish in the hand of the gait floated up towards the week.

Zhou Tong's eyes squinted and waved. His dishes also flew over and fell into the hands of the walker.

When two people swap dishes, they naturally know who wins and who loses.

Zhoutong looked at the roasted fire right in front of him. There was no burning dish at all, and there was a discoloration in his eyes.

BBQ, never seen before by Zhoutong, but according to the way pedestrians cook, the ingredients are grilled directly on the flame, which is like the most primitive cooking, this cooking method should be eliminated, but the pedestrian formula can actually cook such fragrant dishes with this primitive method.

His grip on the fire was astonishing, and the barbecue had no burning taste at all. Even if it had a slight burning smell, Zhoutong dared to guarantee that he would win this round.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find any burning.

Picking up the chopsticks and clamping a piece of barbecue from them, the barbecue was full of oil, and it was stained with a little spice, which looked tempting.

With a pinch of chopsticks, the oil juice in the barbecue spills and sprays perfume.

Zhou Tong took a deep breath and smelled like a snake into his nostrils, lifting his taste.

At the entrance of the barbecue, the eyes were bright and revealed an incredible colour.

Soft meat, meaty aromas, vegetable aromas are all a unique blend.

The point is…

In this, Zhoutong also tastes a unique flavour, which belongs to the natural flavour of the flame! That smell makes you, the chef, a complete collapse.

That smell is fascinating!

“This... this... how did you do it?! Is that the smell of fire in heaven and earth?” Zhou Tongkou chewed the barbecue meat, his mouth was stained with oil juice, and his eyes were full of incredible shock.

Opposite, the walking chopsticks clamped a round frying pink spiritual meat, the expression on the face did not change slightly.

But as can be seen from his eyes, he is also amazed at the flesh of this spiritual beast.

This week's cooking is better than the scandal.

But…

With a slight tear in the corner of his gait, he dropped his chopsticks and did not continue to taste them, because he still knew who won the match.

I'm afraid Zhou Tong is also clear at this moment.

“The most fragrant flavor is the one cooked with the most primitive means. It's a natural flavor. It's a charming flavor.” The pedestrian said.

Zhou Tong stayed and the next moment, the look on his face was shaking.

He clipped several barbecue entrances and felt the taste of the barbecue spread and explode in his mouth.

He sighed, this fight, he lost.

No wonder the sniffer loses to the pedestrian formula, this is not a chef from Taotie Valley... it is a sinister excess.

On the pedestrian side, Zhoutong even felt the kind of pressure that only the demons in Taotie Valley could feel!

You know, those guys are the most wicked people in Taotie Valley. They're all first-class chefs, even touching the first-class chef's threshold!

The little chef outside the valley in front of him actually put that pressure on him.

How terrible would it be if such a person entered Taotie Valley...?!

Lost, Zhoutong didn't say anything, this is not a kitchen fight, but there is an unannounced bet between the two.

So Zhoutong packed the kitchen utensils and turned towards the distance.

Zhou Tong's head didn't lift up when he walked past the door of Xianxian Tower.

He just lifted his hand and the next moment, waved down against the Immortal House.

Boom!!

The renovated Golden Beauty Hall was ruined under the palm of this palm, and Zhoutong's tablet was slashed to pieces.

“The Immortal House... I can't afford the name of the Immortal.” Zhoutong shook his head.

“Walking is right, I will wait for you in Taotie Valley... then I will defeat you in the way of cooking!” Zhou Tong's figure gradually faded away and disappeared.

But his voice floated in the air.

Zhou Tong believes that pedestrians will definitely come to Taotie Valley if they want to make another breakthrough in the way of cooking.

The pedestrian held his hand and looked indifferently at Zhou Tong's departed back with no expression on his face.

But Zhou Tong's words made him move.

“Taotie Valley? I'll go…” Walk low.

In my mind, the serious and serious voice of the system also sounds at this moment.