Gourmet of Another World

Eight flaps of ice crystal snow lotus... beautiful.

Beauty has attracted everyone's gaze, and they are all unhelpfully amazed.

It floats in the air, thin as a cicada flap, slightly floating, with stripes plugged in, like a delicate scroll of painting, incredibly beautiful.

The intense spirituality emanates as the flowers sway, accompanied by a chill that makes the skin feel slightly tight.

It's a psychotropic drug close to the magic potion.

Is Yan Yu going to cook the next dish with this psychic?

Everyone thought it was inexorable to take a deep breath, and it turns out... the cook fight or something is the real way to see a chef, because the consequences of the cook fight are unaffordable to any chef.

A magic potion, it is a very cherished existence, even in the royal sanctuary, it is difficult to cultivate a magic potion.

Because the real magic potion is it takes time to pile up.

This eight-leaf ice crystal snow lotus in front of us represents the year of 8,000 years, and one lotus valve represents a thousand years, and eight lotus leaves, indicating that this psychotropic drug has reached the age of 8,000 years, almost reaching the level of 10,000 years of divine medicine.

Can the potion cook?

Of course, you can cook, not just cook, but the more advanced the chef, the more demanding the ingredients, the more psychic medicine is the ingredient they take into account.

Good potion cooked dishes are delicious and amazing.

“I have these eight thousand valves of Cheryl, you can't use Taotie, what do you beat me with?” Yan Yu was so careful that he dragged the eight flaps of Xuelian in his hand. His eyes were bright and aggressive.

Everyone took a sip of cool air.

Indeed... Yan Yu is right, how can the White Taotie Walking Formula win without approaching the realm of the gods?

A lot of people feel sorry for walking, they feel bored by walking.

Because they know that the pedestrian is totally calculated by this Yan Yu... Yan Yu knows that the pedestrian has tapered meat, but it is forbidden to use the pedestrian.

The pedestrian formula didn't even know that Yan Yu had the same level of ingredients... this is the way to go.

Yan Yu, the base card of the pedestrian, knows too well, but the pedestrian knows nothing about Yan Yu...

The kitchen bucket between the two is simply in an unequal state.

The gaze of the gait retrieved from the eight valves of the snow lotus, and the corner of his mouth snapped.

Afterwards he raised his hand and slapped it gently.

Brush a sound.

A golden luminosity flew instantly, lying on the shoulder of the gait.

The little skin sprayed with bubbles, his eyes dripping...

This...

Everyone looked at that little skin lying on the shoulder of the pedestrian gaze.

Is the pedestrian formula going to… cook the golden skinned shrimp he keeps?

This golden skinny shrimp is strong and spiritual, I don't know if it's really possible to fight that Eight Valves of Cheryl!

But... did the formula really do it?

In the distance, an interesting pair of white sharks watching the kitchen fight, the moment I saw Shrimp Joe come out, the whole person blew up... Oh no, the skin blew up!

His eyes widened and his eyes were full of unbelievable.

What does that kid want? He's going to make Shrimp Joe?

That's the shrimp ancestor... when the one side of the infinite ocean dominated the existence, how can it be used as a ingredient?

He's got a white shark in his lap. He's got a shrimp shark in his lap.

You promised to conquer the infinite sea together, but you secretly made other people's ingredients...

White shark at this moment, heart trembling.

He howled, his face full, his mouth wide open, his mouth full of serrated teeth...

“No! It can't be an ingredient! ”

The white shark roared with a howl and tears flowing through its eyes.

The little white and gray eyes flashed and the big hand grabbed the white shark's clothes, dragging them back...

The white shark's hand swayed and his face was full, as if living and dying were a farewell.

The pedestrian gazed at the white shark that put a play on him, and where did this guy see that he was going to do the skins?

Why is this guy so shallow? Is that all Pepper has to eat?

Reaching out his hand in a gait, he touched his skinny head and pulled the corner of his mouth.

Peel squeezed his eyes comfortably and felt the stroke of the pedestrian formula, adding more bubbles to his mouth.

“You have eight valleys of Xuelian, I have golden skinny shrimp... it's hard to say if you win.” The gait gazed at Yan Yu and said softly.

Yan Yu glanced at him. Is this guy really going to use this shrimp as an ingredient?

Looking at himself is a little wrong about this kid... this heart is so harsh!

He was too lazy to talk to Yanyu. He patted his little skin on his head and then turned back to the stove.

On the trunk outside the palace, the mighty stand upon it.

The smeller, Mu Orange and Liu Gari all leaned on top and looked at the kitchen fight in the noodle palace.

“Smell it, who do you think will win this fight?” The orange eyes turned and fell on the sniffer who was carrying a bamboo cartridge and pouring wine into his mouth.

“Walking formula... use your toes to know, Yan Yu's fool thinks an eight-blown Xuelian can win? Too young...” Smells good.

Orange rolled a white eye, smelling people really confident in the pedestrian formula.

“What do you think, Liu?” Mu Orange turned his head and looked at Liu Gary, full of seriousness.

Liu Gary leaned against the trunk and grabbed a book in his hand, slowly flipping over.

Faced with an orange inquiry, he turned the page carelessly: "If the pedestrian can use tapioca, the pedestrian will have a 60-50 chance of winning, but if the pedestrian is restricted to tapioca, the pedestrian will have an 80% chance of winning. ”

After listening to Orange, how can the odds of winning be higher?

“Have you forgotten that the formula still holds a Taotie heart? Even with a small piece of Taotie's heart, the pedestrian formula must win.” Liu Gary closed the book in his hand and said, "So what we need to worry about now is, after the pedestrian triumph over Yan Yu, who's next to choose the cook fight? ”

Orange frowned, yes, there is also a heart of joy...

But Orange always thinks that pedestrians don't use Taotie Heart.

I don't know why, but that's what she thinks… maybe that's what women call intuition.

“Well... the kitchen bucket has begun, look carefully, maybe we can find the kid's weakness. ”

The smeller smiled and poured a sip of wine, glancing obliquely at the orange and Liu Gary.

They nodded and looked seriously at the kitchen fight in the royal palace.

Wow!

Yan Yu took a deep breath, he took out a bun of flour, and the shadow chopper tore past him, tearing the flour bag apart.

White flower flour flourishes, white flour floats, intense aromas, and spiritual tremors.

The flour is of good quality, and a light glance at the white, snowy colour is enough to tell.

In order to make dumplings, two main points are important: the dumpling skin, but the dumpling filling, both of which are equally important.

Dumpling skin determines the taste, while dumpling filling determines the taste.

Nutrition…

Once Yan Yu's hand turned, a light blue spiritual egg appeared in his hand. The spiritual egg flashed with a thunder arc and fluctuated.

Looking at the formula with a smile, Yan Yu's palms pushed hard, and the light blue beast egg was thrown away by him.

The shadow knife was cut down quickly, and instantly the egg of the spirit beast was cut in half.

Rub it.

The egg dropped and fell into the flour prepared by Yanyu.

Above the machete, the flashing egg yolk was separated and placed in a bowl.

Yan Yu started rubbing the noodles.

His noodle rubbing technique is unique and obviously well researched.

Every time you rub, the flour will make a slight roar, like a thunderous banging shore.

The sound struck people's minds and was quite shocking.

This noodle rubbing technique is truly stunning, and the noodles rubbed out in this way are very firm and fully blend the spirituality of flour and egg drops.

On the other hand, the pedestrian is also starting to make dumplings not too slowly.

He wants flour with Ouyang Feng Feng, Ouyang Feng as the king of flour, the store naturally has good flour.

The white-scented flour is also satisfactory to the detachment.

I took a blue flower porcelain bowl and filled it with half a bowl of Tianshan Lingquan water. The Lingquan water was very clear and spiritual. Of course, the walking formula wouldn't just start rubbing the noodles.

Instead of choosing to add egg yolk like Yan Yu did, he intended to rub the noodles directly with water.

He took out a purple crystal jar, removed the lid, and dripped a drop of rich crystalline purple medulla into the water of Mountain Springs that day.

As soon as the crystalline purple medulla enters the water, it spreads in a demonic manner, and soon it merges into the water, making Tianshan Springs water full of intense refinement.

Little Ghost's eyes were already bright, staring at the purple medulla of the crystalline source that had been stamped away by foot, stretching out her reddish tongue and licking it around her plump red lips, alluring.

Pluto Luha is also a bright eye thief with purple medulla... this is delicious.

I didn't think there was such a thing in this young man's hand!

Step by step, the purple medulla of the crystalline source was collected, and the ice flame Gondo was removed. After pouring some into it, the rich aroma merged with the water of the Springs of Mountain that day.

At the end of the day, a clear bowl of water was still so clear, but the difference was that it actually had a faint glow.

After piling up the flour, a pit was dug up in the middle, and the blended Tianshan Lingquan water was dumped in, the flour covered and began to rub the flour.

Rubbing noodles on foot is not uncommon.

His face was faceless and his face was pale. He rubbed the flour like a tai chi. Behind him, the walking palm was hard, and there was real breath spraying out.

The dough takes off, spins quickly, turns into a sphere, which tells the spin to make a ripping sound.

The palms of the pedestrian squares gently pull out, pumping over the sphere, and the real qi constantly fills the sphere.

The more the ball swells.

The dough ball spins, getting bigger and bigger...

Everyone looked at the scene with a glare.

Why are they rubbing noodles like jugglers?

Suddenly, the eyes of the gait suddenly became sharp.

Five fingers spread out and grabbed onto the sphere. Five fingers fell deep into it, causing the sphere to shrink in an instant and converge into the hand of the gait.

The dough is stretched when the hands of the walker are dragged.

As soon as the dragonfly knife turned, the blade flashed, and the dough was cut off rapidly, the dough was cut into a small dough, landed on the stove, and a series of actions flowed through the clouds, making many people dazzle.

Yan Yu smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth: “Huawei is sweet. ”

The next moment, put the rubbed dough aside and start preparing the ingredients...

Then the real point… is dumpling filling.

Yanyu doesn't necessarily win the formula on the dumpling skin.

But dumplings are filled with ingredients… as long as the ingredients are good enough, you must lose!

Yan Yu's eyes turned hot to the eight floating ice crystal snow lotus, withstood the impulse of a long wave, then the shadow chopper turned, and cut the snow lotus in half.

Between moments, intense spirituality sprays out!

Spread the field!