Gourmet of Another World

The appearance of the footsteps surprised Yang Meiji and the witch Ansheng. How could they not have imagined that the footsteps would descend from the sky in such a sudden manner?

Yang Meiji hasn't done much yet. He looked at the pedestrian formula and looked a little happy.

The witch Ambrose is a little embarrassed. Lately, she has been lazy a little bit...

Both expressions fell into the eyes of the gait, and the gaze of the gait was to see through the mindset of the two.

Picking the eyebrows on the foot, he didn't say anything. With his hand in his hand, he walked to Yunlan Restaurant.

Nangong saw the footsteps, his eyes flashed bright and bright, and his fear of the little ghosts dissipated.

“Old steps! You finally came back. You missed me! ”

The South Palace is unmistakable, one step at a time, and speeds to the side of the pedestrian.

The gait tilted at the South Palace and nodded with a soft flash of mouth.

The smile on the witch's face was a little awkward, and she looked at the gait, a little overwhelmed.

Boss Bo still doesn't follow the usual rules.

As she walked past the witch Ambrose, she glanced lightly at each other and said, "Don't talk, come in and test your cooking skills. ”

Are you sure you want to take the test?

The witch Ambrose smiled even worse than she cried.

You're the boss, you're in charge.

Yang Meiji put the broom aside and clapped his hands. He followed the footsteps with excitement. The witch Anjin followed her without adoration. The laziness she had just woken up had long disappeared.

Xiaoyu and others also stepped into the restaurant.

The Purple Cloud Virgin is a little curious about this place, and her eyes are full of amazement.

This restaurant is quite similar to Taotie Valley's.

How many branches does Mr. Bo have?

Purple Cloud Holy Virgin has a great curiosity in her heart.

Walking into the restaurant, Hachi sprinkled joy, walked away his leg and ran around the restaurant, saw the formula, it paused, roared and screamed, and ran on with his wings.

Life goes on and on and on.

The foot gazed at this cheerful little eight and felt that he should be given a wider cheerful place, the system farm is the best option.

That look, the little octopus that made the splash was shaking, and the chicken hair on his body seemed to be tight.

I looked around with my head dripping.

Instead of walking at this point, the recipe stepped into the kitchen.

Behind him are the excited Yang Meiji and the frustrated witch Amen.

Once in the kitchen, it's easy to walk by and announce the exam so that the two of them can cook one of their best dishes for him.

Yang Meiji was so excited about this that he grabbed the knife and chopped it on the caseboard.

Breast patting crackles.

“Boss Bao, you wait! I won't let you down! ”

The witch Ambrose is holding the knife... if it's over, will the step-boss spank her?

In a dignified gaze of walking, each of them began cooking on their own stove.

Before walking to the counter in the cooking clearance between the two of them, the counter was opened and suddenly there was intense spirituality sprayed out of it.

A glowing phoenix egg sits quietly in it.

I was quite impressed with the phoenix egg on foot. After all, when I first got it, it was just when I met the ghost.

The Phantom also said that she needed the vitality of a phoenix egg to dissipate death and curse.

But nowadays, under the culinary care of many foods on foot, the death and curse in the little phantom have faded a lot, especially death, which has basically dissipated.

So the phoenix eggs were always here, and now they're cooking the fried phoenix eggs, so they're taken out by foot.

With a phoenix egg in one hand, he walked a week in front of Yang Meiji and the witch Ansheng's stove and took a closer look at their cooking process.

Yang Meiji cooks drunken ribs, but they are modeled and proficient.

The witch Ambrose cooks fish head tofu soup. The walking formula means a long look at the witch Ambrose. This woman... looks lazy.

Without watching two people cook, after all, there would be some tension between the two of them.

“Finish the dishes and taste them for me. ”

Before walking out of the kitchen, he glanced at the two people and said.

The witch Ambrose reveals a smile worse than crying. You are the boss, you should be happy.

Yang Meiji nodded confidently and heavily.

“Mr. Bo, I won't let you down! ”

Walked out of the kitchen and came to the restaurant.

The crowd sitting in the restaurant suddenly caught sight of the phoenix egg in the hand of the pedestrian.

The egg was cool, glowing, and vibrant.

The little ghost glanced at the phoenix egg and his eyes lit up.

“My balls! ”

Little ghost.

Walking gaze at Xiaoyu, some headaches, how can this woman remember this phoenix egg.

“This is my egg!” Xiaoyu said solemnly once again.

She also remembers that when the preliminary party told her about how to eat phoenix eggs, she remembered very clearly.

With a phoenix egg on his foot, he smoked his mouth...

“Ghost, let's make a deal. Five lobster rice for a phoenix egg, shall we?” The gait thought about it, Dao.

You can only use food to seduce.

Little ghost looked at the gait without expression, his red lips flickered, "I don't want it! ”

You can't even attract this woman with dragon-blooded rice because you're so stiff when you walk?

Why is this woman so obsessed with phoenix eggs?

“I want ten spicy bloody lobsters!” Little Phantom thinks, opens his mouth.

Pfft!

In the distance, the Pluto, who was drinking water, couldn't help spraying.

This girl, the lion opens her mouth. How can a young man accept such a request?

When he did it, he changed his three fingers to three blood lobsters. The girl opened her mouth and ten...

It's... disgusting!

Pluto Ruha playfully looks forward to little ghosts being rejected by the pedestrians.

But soon he was stuck.

Because after thinking about it, the pedestrian weighed the pros and cons and finally said, "Okay, I promise you. ”

I wipe?!

What's going on?

You've changed, you weren't like that!

Do you agree to this humiliating request?!

Pluto Ruha felt more devastated than he felt when he was slapped by a black dog.

“I protest! How can this girl replace ten blood lobsters? ”

Pluto Erha asked in disdain.

Little ghostless oblique glanced at Pluto Ruha and said, “You don't talk, nobody treats you like you're dumb. ”

Pluto Earl Hadden's body was stiff. This girl has been really grumpy lately...

The pedestrian gazed at Luha the Pluto, shrugging his shoulders, "The protest was void. ”

If you want to save Ni Yan, you have to sacrifice this phoenix egg. Ten blood lobsters are the only thing you can do.

Little dark, long, straight hair slightly floated, humming, sitting on the chair.

Soon, in the kitchen, Yang Meiji and Xiaohui walked out with the dishes.

Yang Meiji held a bowl of perfumed drunken ribs in his hand, and his eyes lit up when he lay under the Enlightenment Tree.

But the dog who just ate spicy lobster wasn't so eager for drunk ribs.

With his tongue out and his lips licked, the dog couldn't help but mutter. This spicy bloody lobster is really poisonous.

The pedestrian place the phoenix eggs on the table, attracting the public's attention, while the pedestrian is prepared to taste the dishes cooked by two chef apprentices.

Yang Meiji was confident and placed the drunken ribs in front of the pedestrian.

The witch Ambrose sighed and placed the hot fish head tofu soup on the table.

The pedal took out the chopsticks, lit a little, so that the chopsticks head was balanced, stretched out, and a drunken rib was clamped.

Drunken ribs are red, drunken juice has a charming aroma, and when clamped, thick silk lines emerge.

Open your mouth, intoxicated rib entrance.

Chewed a bit, the soft taste flashed instantly in the mouth, the fleshy, intoxicating aromas blended together to complement each other.

This Yang Meiji has made great progress in cooking.

“Not bad, but it still has some drawbacks. ”

Chewing while walking, he said: "When the ribs are oiled, the fire is worse, the ribs are getting a little old, the knife clerk has not handled the ribs properly, there are some minor mistakes in the formulation of the drunken juice, everything else is good, not bad. ”

“I can see that your usual practice should be quite serious. ”

Yang Meiji listened to the pedestrian review, and one face showed excitement.

This Yunlan restaurant was transformed by her family's restaurant, and now as a chef, she is practicing with her father's dreams.

She didn't dare be lazy at all.

She was really excited to get a walking praise!

She also took note of the pedestrian advice very carefully, and when she thought about it, she did find some mistakes in these points.

It's the witch Ambrose's fish head tofu soup, and the witch Ambrose is in a trembling mood.

Even a little scared to look at the gait.

Seems like a little look of fear to the witch Ambrose.

The corner of the pedestrian mouth ripped.

He scooped a bowl of soup into a porcelain bowl and sandwiched a piece of fish and a piece of tofu.

A sneak peek.

Smooth as milk, the fish head tofu comes in at Thornton's entrance, and the aroma flashes.

There was no change in colour on the steps, clamping the fish meat, the entrance.

Still no change in complexion, tofu, entrance.

Thereafter, he dropped the porcelain bowl, dropped the chopsticks and looked lightly at the witch Ambrose.

Everyone else is curious to look at the pedestrian formula, don't know what the pedestrian will say about this dish, they think it seems pretty good.

The fragrance in the air also greatly increases people's appetite.

“I'm not gonna tell you. You know what's wrong with you, too?” There is no facial expression in walking.

Witch Ambrose nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

“First, your knifeman lacks practice, tofu cuts vary in size, affects the taste, fish meat is treated in a biased way, fish scales are not even scratched clean, and second, the fire mastery, this dish is the most tested of all, every single deviation will make a difference in the taste. ”

The gait was faint, and the witch Ambrose dared not come out.

For the first time, people were silent when they saw such a harsh gait.

The witch Anjou kept nodding like a chicken pecking rice, and she didn't dare say shit at this time.

“I won't say anything else, as you can see from one dish, your daily laziness is over. ”

Standing up on foot, she glanced softly at the witch Ambrose and walked toward the kitchen. The witch Ambrose quickly followed her.

Entering the kitchen, the walkers poured out one white radish after another from the cupboard.

The turnips piled up like a hill.

The witch Ambrose stood still and cried.

“Mr. Bao...”

“Don't beg for forgiveness. Cut these radishes out and you'll be free. This is a punishment for your laziness and your loss of cooking.” The pedestrian said.

Later, he handed the heavy black dish knife on his stove to the witch Ambrose.

With a heavy kitchen knife, the witch Ambrose became more eager to cry.

Bad steps, boss...

He nodded his head on foot, turned around and walked out of the kitchen. He walked to the door and looked at the cryless witch Anjing. "Come on, I look after you. ”

After that, it's easy to walk out of the kitchen.

Next, it's time to prepare fried phoenix eggs.