Gourmet of Another World

The theme of the kitchen fight… the side.

Pasta, a large category in the kitchen, has lots of noodles, but actually very little.

Mixed noodles, soup noodles, stir-fried noodles, etc… A variety of different types of basic noodle dishes can be divided into many branches.

As the noodle category develops, chefs develop a growing variety of different ways to cook, and the interpretation across the board is deepening.

The soup bottom of the noodles, the ingredients for the noodles, the rubbing of the noodles, etc., all have different statements and methods.

The theme chosen for this kitchen fight was the face.

Perhaps it was the dog's unintended choice.

But for the two strong Lin chefs on the field, it was a very difficult battle.

In the eyes of the strong in the Dark Undercook camp, there is no doubt that Maggie will lose.

Mainly, the woman didn't even prepare the ingredients, and chose the ingredients provided by a single pixie chef.

It is well known that fairy chefs vary in level and contact with different ingredients.

Like Zheng Zheng's blood wheat, it's a fantastic fairy, a fairy infiltrated with the blood of the god demon. In terms of the quality of the ingredients, it's enough to crush Maggie.

From the beginning, Monkey lost.

Of course, nobody likes the ingredients of Menki, the ingredients provided by the Immortal Chef, better than the ingredients prepared by Lin Chef?

But for all of us, Maggie didn't give up.

She handled the wheat ears provided by the foot.

After professional treatment, flour is made.

Start cooking seriously.

Maggie was afraid to be careless about this kitchen fight.

Seeing that Maggie has not been affected, Zheng Mad Jiu is not rampant, and Lin Chef has no one to deal with.

As the undercook who stands out from the cruel dark undercook pit, Zheng Manjiu naturally makes no minor enemy mistakes.

So he's also serious about starting cooking.

The atmosphere suddenly became stale.

Everyone is afraid of the atmosphere.

Dark cuisine, a food classification developed by the underworld chefs.

Cooked out delicious food, dark meditation wrapped around, incredibly peculiar.

Making a face, making a face, is the first step, and the first step is to plant a face that determines the type of noodle they want to cook.

Wow!!

The red flour flew up, and the flour made by Zheng Manjing's blood wheat in front of Zheng Manjing appeared red, as if it was stained with the blood of the god. It was very eye-catching.

Zheng's mental power swept away, as if it had caused thousands of waves.

The red flour was suppressed into the palm of the hand and turned into a pink ball.

Raise your index finger and the pink ball rotates in his finger as the red flour particles float around.

Zheng Manjiu's other hand, as if he had made a tens of thousands of phantoms, hit the powder ball, making the powder ball spin faster and faster.

The void seems to have slight signs of collapse due to the speed of the powder ball.

A scratch seemed to have a bloody lightning swinging in it.

The other side.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of Zheng, Maggie's cooking is very regular.

Her hands were stained with flour, and she rubbed the flour quietly, adding water, adding eggs, rubbing the flour, and the movement was soft, not in a hurry.

The white powder group was constantly changing in her hands.

On the way to rubbing the noodles, Menki was too focused to know that a strand of her hair had fallen from the front of her forehead. The beautiful side of her face corresponded to the hair that had fallen on her. Many of the people who saw it were obsessed.

Maggie seems to have figured out what to do.

Although she is not the best at cooking noodles, as a Lin chef, she is naturally involved in hunting.

She's not an extreme Lin chef, she just buries herself to study a kind of culinary system.

A stove surrounded by immortality lay in front of her, as if the stove had sparkled and cleared the spirit of Maggie.

Long fingers rubbing over the powder band.

After being thoroughly turned into powder balls, Maggie was ready to start making noodles.

What she's gonna do is ramen.

And the skill of ramen is the key.

Maggie's gaze was sharp and her spirit was highly focused at the next moment.

Long white fingers stretched out and dotted over the powder troupe.

Then he pulled high and slightly stained his fingers, then pulled open and a long, elongated face line was pulled out.

The toe gently flew out a little bit on the ground, and Maggie's body slowly flew out.

Wow.

The fairy robe floated and made a noise.

The powder ball on the stove started spinning.

As the elongated face in your hand is stretched.

Pink clusters are also beginning to grow smaller.

Next, a more suffocating operation appears.

Maggie pinched that side, actually spinning and dancing.

Wow...

One side, as if it were a ribbon, dancing around her body, wrapped around her constantly, wrapped her in a circle, one side, thick and even.

Immortality diffuses from it, and as the noodles rotate, it also penetrates.

Makes the noodles glow.

The fairy chefs around are immersed in the magical images of Magpiena.

Suddenly!

A loud bang planned everyone's obsession.

Every fairy chef looked across from Maggie in horror.

There, Zheng Manjiu pulled the bloody noodles with his hands and patted them violently on the stove, and the fierce burst was from the stove.

That sound, like a thunderbolt!

Every beat, the powerful noodles will tremble, and the bloody flour floats on them, staining the noodles.

A trembling intention follows the tremor, pouring into each noodle, letting the noodle soften at the same time as the energy.

Five fingers spread open, one root of noodle like 3,000 blood hair, spread out, under the jitter of Zheng Maijiu, fine jitter, diffuse as slowly as a wave.

“This technique is so delicate! ”

“The jitter of the technique conveys the meditation into every noodle...”

“Well deserved is the presence of Lin Chef level, this detail operation… it's hard to imagine! ”

……

All the fairy chefs around them are pumping in air. When have they ever seen anything like this?

Wow...

Every noodle seemed to have a life, floating.

Zheng Manjiu let the noodles tremble on the other side.

And before he got to the stove, he took out a piece of ingredient full of guts.

Each of these ingredients is full of visual shock.

Huge fruits like skulls.

There are spider-like grasses, and some ingredients are even creeping... and black gas is spreading.

It looks creepy and disgusting.

The fairy chefs are so loud, these ingredients are cooked... can you fucking eat them?

Zheng Manjiu felt a despicable look at the surrounding fairy chef.

This is the ingredient of the Underworld Prison. Don't think it looks so ugly and disgusting, but it's a very good ingredient.

The moonlike knife spins.

Behind Zheng's back, a bending moon emerged.

A horrible blade of air spreads… suppressing the entire field.

Maggie flew out of the dancing net.

Point your toes and start working on the other ingredients.

She chose to make soup noodles this time.

So she needs to make a soup bottom.

Open your mouth, a pale blue flame drilled out and poured into the stove, flashing instantly in the stove.

Place a sip in the stove and start cooking the soup bottom.

The owner of Maggie City carefully placed a portion of the Pokémon Fairy in it.

The choice of fairy medicine spirits is very rigorous.

Quality selection, quantity control, are strict requirements.

Grunting.

In a black pot, the soup boils.

The owner of Maggie City carefully threw away the bubble from the soup and put a seed of ingredients in it to continue cooking.

After five consecutive doses of ingredients, the boiling of the soup bottom was stopped.

And at that point, she started making last-minute pasta.

As time passes, the atmosphere in the field becomes more and more condensed.

Everyone feels like a big rock on their chest.

“This woman is not bad. Under the pressure of Zheng Manjiu, she can still calm down and cook with pride...”

Moshe said with his bare hands.

“But… it's just futile. ”

Boom boom!!

A dark cloud swept in.

Terrible black clouds bring tremendous and terrible pressure.

The cloud is as if it were a monster covering the sky.

Boo-hoo!

Above the head of the Maggie City Lord, the black clouds roll, and the dark blue thunder moves.

On the head of Zheng Manjiu, the same black cloud roll, but the thunder in it is pitch black.

Zheng maniacally scrambled, and the seemingly disgusting ingredients were thrown into the pot by him and started scrambling.

He didn't make soup noodles, but fried noodles.

As the ingredients stir fry, a vegetable aroma has spread.

When the egg liquid was poured into the pan, the rich vegetable aroma reached the extreme, like a bomb, blowing away in all directions...

A wave of shares, sweep away.

Bloody noodles poured into the pan and continued to sauté.

The more thunderous the repression.

Both sides know that they are entering the late stages of cooking.

Boom!!

Finally.

It suppressed a long time of thunder and roared down from it.

Dark blue thunderbolts and pitch-black thunderbolts tangled down each other, impacting each other.

Ditai owners and others are deeply watching the thunderous collision on the dome.

The first thunderous collision was a very important one.

This is about the tilting direction of the winning and losing scales of two dishes.

Suddenly.

Ditai Real Estate owners and others look down.

Because they saw that under the first thunderbolt collision, Maggie's thunderbolt seemed to have been blown up a little faster...

This means that Maggie's dishes are downwind in the confrontation, and the winning balance has begun to pour in the direction of Zheng Manjiu.

Boom!!

One thunder, two thunder, three thunder!!

The pitch-black thunderbolt crossed the dome silently.

Dark blue thunderbolts are also eye-catching and brilliant tearing tents that collide with the dark clouds.

The collision between the two was astonishing.

Scatter each other.

Thunder struck seven times, each more powerful than the last time.

Later, when the fairy chefs appeared in thunder, their bodies trembled.

Almost thought the end was coming!

“Seven... Seven Thunder Bandits! ”

“It's a battle between Chef Lin... it's horrible! ”

“Face those thunderbolts and feel like the end of the world! ”

Immortal cooks pump in the air.

Lu Yi stared at the owner of Maggie City, and the color of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

The magnificent Monkey City owner of the Fenghua Dynasty, perfectly coincides with the image of the goddess in his mind!

“You have to win! ”

Lu Yi squeezed his fist and made a low howl. He didn't want Maggie to be disqualified from cooking like him and become a cripple.

The gaze of the pedestrian gaze is also watchful.

Is this Lin Chef's level of confrontation?

Whether it's the knife maker, the fire, the momentum and the heart of the kitchen, it's the finished fairy cook.

Each point is precise enough to be very precise.

Neither person's cooking made a slight mistake.

Almost as complete and perfect as a textbook!

Seven lightning strikes over.

Zheng madly threw the spoon over the black pot.

The pitch-black meditation came from his dishes like a demon with teeth dancing claws.

It has a black glow on it.

It looks incredibly weird and disgusting.

But it's filled with unparalleled appetite.

“Dark food… demon face, done! ”

Voice down.

Zheng Manjiu is one of the best.

That bowl of fried noodles came out slowly, suspended in the void.

Everyone looked at the trance and smelled the scent, as if a vast battlefield had appeared in front of them, where the sound of death was constant.

There's the gods drinking, there's the devils roaring.

A divine demon crashed, and the body crashed...

Impressive.

Buzz...

A strange meaning spreads suddenly from the direction of Maggie.

And the sun was shining from nowhere, her cuffs slightly.

That bowl of soup noodles floats.

Suspended on the side of Zheng's fried noodles.

Lively tearing apart one side of heaven and earth from the battlefield of the Divine Demon, and the sun, warm breezes, green grass, the sound of streams...

It's like pure earth on one side of a bloody demonic battlefield.

Maggie's fairy robe floated around her, 3,000 green silk spread all around her, her face wrapped in fairy air, her eyes blurred.

“The soup... the bridge is running water, done. ”

Sounds like an ingenious sound, ringing out in everyone's ears.

Like a sword cut off.

Ripped out in the battlefield of God in everyone's mind.

Everybody scream.

The dishes of the two Lin chefs... Done!