Gourmet of Another World

As soon as the eggs of the spiritual beast are in the pot, the noise is instant.

The oil bomb splashed and a flue gas burst, wrapped in a rich egg scent, all around the moment.

A one-handed, walking pan lets the egg drop and freeze in the pan. Soon, the white glossy protein will be as warm as a jade, and in the center of the protein, it will be a yellow gem as if it were embedded in it, exquisite.

The steps were light, the wrist trembled slightly, and the egg in the instant pan shouted. It rose and rolled over the dome, and the bang fell into the pan again.

Everyone was stunned, and their gaze passed with the eggs thrown away.

So, everyone is looking up neatly, lowering their heads...

That scene... is quite funny.

Turn off the fire and shake the pan on foot.

The hot egg was rolled out on foot and landed on the knife.

Just when people thought that the pasta dish on the pedestrian pedestrian had been cooked and finished, the pedestrian pedestrian did take out another ingredient and found the shrimp beast from the shelf.

The shrimp is still spitting bubbles.

A golden flame erupted as she opened her mouth, and the hot heat spread across the kitchen instantly.

Chef Ouyang couldn't help but marvel at the golden flame in the hand of the pedestrian.

“Is this Heaven and Earth?! How dare you cook with fire from heaven and earth?” Ouyang was amazed by the sunset wind.

Despite the high temperatures, cooking is not as hot as possible. After all, cooking is somewhat different from alchemy.

The gait obliquely glanced at Ouyang's sinking wind and pulled the corner of his mouth.

When his heart moves, the flame flourishes in his hand, and the golden light shines as if a unique beast roared out of it.

One shrimp spiritual beast was walked through the golden flame, just for a moment, and it was cooked.

When all the shrimp spirits were cooked, it was easy to walk away the flame, and the hand shook, and the cooked shrimp spirits fell on the cooked surface.

Lie quietly on top of a loaf of eggs, a burnt-out shrimp spiritual beast smells like seafood.

“Well... done, a bowl of seafood omelet noodles. ”

After completing this step, the ingredients were finally not being taken out, but the water stains were wiped in the hands, he said faintly.

It's over?

Finally done?

You're fucking done... people are relieved to see that the pedestrian formula has finally finished cooking this noodle.

There are too many surprises for them simply because of the cooking this time.

No wonder Chef Ouyang invites recipes to cook in the kitchen, and this craft is really much stronger than they are.

Simply the kind of proficiency in cooking is not something they can compare to.

“Try this noodle that's not very complicated, the way you rub the noodles simply doesn't do it, you should taste it differently than the noodles you cook.” Watching Ouyang sinking wind tunnel on foot.

He was quite fond of the Ouyang sunset wind, at least this guy wasn't very good at it.

Not like the other Taotie Valley cooks, arrogant and infinite, always looking at people with their nostrils.

Ouyang Feng listened to the gait, his face suddenly showed a heavy colour, and he nodded.

A third-class chef hurried to pick up a clean pair of chopsticks and handed them over.

After Ouyang Feng picked up the chopsticks, he laid his sight on the seafood egg knife cutting face.

It has to be said that this side is really quite fried eggs and simple, but just looking at it, Ouyang sunken wind felt that this bowl of noodles seemed to be full of magic, constantly stirring his appetite.

This was incredible before.

He stretched out his chopsticks, clamped up the jade lump egg and gently bit it.

The protein was as elastic as an entrance, and the rich egg aroma wrapped his mouth. The salty and moderate taste massaged the taste of the Ouyang sunset wind, causing him to strike a chill all over his body.

It's just a baggy egg, and it makes him feel amazing!

This little cook is really unusual!

When you look at the gait, Ouyang's sunset wind is to continue with the chopsticks.

This time, instead of eating the seafood shrimp, he crossed the seafood shrimp and clamped a knife noodle from the bowl.

The knife is white and smooth, hot and warm, as if it were a round jade, beautiful.

A unique fragrance of flour spreads from it and blends the flavor of beef bone soup… For a while, just looking, Master Ouyang is a little overwhelmed.

Gollum!

The chefs around them looked at the glowing knife grinding surface in the light and swallowed spit for no reason, and everyone's eyes revealed a certain desire.

It smells so good, so beautiful...

Just watching... I want to eat.

Ouyang Sinking Wind, after a moment of admiration, put the knife face into the mouth.

The knife was not too thick or thin, and the taste was just right. At the entrance, it was smooth, like a mudslide, almost going into the stomach.

That burning sensation, accompanied by a unique fragrance, made Ouyang Feng, the first of the Taoyuan noodles, couldn't help but squeeze his eyes.

His face was slightly dimmed and his mouth slightly raised.

“This is pure facial aroma… it's been a long time since I've been late! ”

“Suddenly I missed the first time I came into contact with noodles, when the noodles were the day, and I practiced cooking noodles every night, and the whole person was covered in the scent of noodles, and that smell, that's it… But now I've forgotten that smell, this bowl of noodles, but it reminds me of it again. ”

Ouyang's wind slowly opened his eyes and his corners were slightly damp.

Those years of struggle are always memorable and sad.

The cutter face in his mouth didn't know when it had fallen into his stomach. Ouyang's wind sank out the chopsticks again, clamping a cutter face into the entrance. That delicious feeling made it difficult for him to pull himself out.

After eating a few pieces of noodles, Chef Ouyang picked up the eggs again and bit them. Even the yolks were bitten this time.

The yolk was bitten and suddenly it was like a delicate piece of art was smashed.

At the center of the yolk, there was also a thick stream of egg liquid, which should have reached seventy-eight fractions of ripe, lubricated and without any smell of smell.

The slippery entrance made Ouyang Feng's eyes stare wide. I didn't think of this simple egg, but there was this little trick.

Trying to fry out eggs like this is a test of what you know about fire.

Once the fire is not well managed, the egg drops will solidify or become too fishy.

The smell of egg cream… but extremely appetizing.

However, pedestrian eggs don't smell any good, they taste like cream.

Eating the egg, Ouyang's face was full of intoxication, and he held up the porcelain bowl.

Grunts.

And a strong noodle soup.

A bowl of noodles, in addition to noodles, is soup, both of which are equally important.

This time the noodles are made with boiled pure bovine bone soup, there are no other potions and ingredients.

Wouldn't such noodle soup be too monotonous?

A mouthful of soup flows down the mouth like a pipe.

That taste... made Ouyang wind shake all over.

The taste of the soup is incredibly intense, with the smell of beef bones and the purity of the broth.

And the flavors of eggs and seafood shrimp are all blended into the soup, but the sharp taste is more sinking.

The soup can only be described in two words.

That's "delicious"!

After drinking the soup, Ouyang sunken wind finally dropped the chopsticks on the seafood shrimp, which he was quite eager to see when the seafood shrimp was cooked in the flames of the heavens and the earth.

Chopsticks turned, ran over the shrimp head, stunned down, then pulled forward, suddenly the shrimp shell was pulled open, revealing the shrimp meat between the red and white, the shrimp meat also has a slow fluttering hot air, beautiful.

Place the shrimp in the noodle soup, remove again and spill into the mouth.

Boom!

Ouyang's windy eyes are all staring, feeling like his body is in the ocean in a moment.

Surging waves rolled in, paving shocks.

Phew...

That feeling made Ouyang's wind tremble all over.

“True... delicious! ”

It's hard to believe that this is shrimp cooked in the flames of the heavens and the earth, and how can that irritating flame be controlled to cook dishes?

… does cooking in the heavens and the earth really have a special increase and boost in dishes?

Ouyang sinks into contemplation.

“Master Ouyang… could you give the disciples a taste? ”

Just as Ouyang fell into contemplation, the second-class chef in the noodle shop suddenly opened his eyes full of anticipation.

Ouyang's wind returned to his mind and sighed at the second-class chef.

“Taste it, taste it, let you know there are people out there.” Ouyang sinking wind tunnel.

When the second-class chef suddenly opened his eyes and took a pair of chopsticks, he started tasting the knife noodles.

But after a sip, he was completely stuck, and the whole person stayed put.

Ouyang looked at him and sighed.

He turned to the pedestrian, this time to the pedestrian, Ouyang Sinking Wind no longer felt that the pedestrian was just a wild kid.

He has unconsciously taken the gait formula as his average cook.

Equal… First Class Chef!

You know, the identity of a first-class chef in Taotie Valley is already incredibly noble.

After all, there will be no more than thirty first-class chefs in the entire Taotie Valley.

Such a young first-class chef outside the valley… not much more than the demons of Taotie Valley.

Young man today... he's a real cowboy.

Ouyang was very sentimental.

“Pedestrian friend, please, sit outside the restaurant. This time I saw your pasta cooking, I really benefited greatly. This dish counts as inviting my friend.” Ouyang Sinking Feng said with a smile.

He nodded.

The two turned out of the kitchen and walked toward the store.

However, the two had just arrived at the store and found something wrong with the atmosphere.

Weight-pressure spread, swordsmanship spread...

What the hell is this?

Ouyang Feng's face also sank in a moment, someone is making trouble in his store?!