Gourmet of Another World

Chef Jingyi looked like a torch with a clear face filled with a heavy colour.

She had a knife rack in her hand, which was filled with a variety of knives.

These knife handles are made of spirit gold and look as if they are glittering.

“The Wang Banquet qualification cooking competition begins now. ”

Cheese leaned lazily against the chair, looking at Chef Jingyi and the pedestrian, her red lips gently opened and her mouth opened.

Everyone in the square got excited and couldn't help but cheer.

Finally, it started, this exciting cooking competition, for a chef's game, the Spring Wind Palace blew up, so everyone is eager to see how intense this competition will really be.

“The rules of the competition, the two chefs cook one dish each, I, General Red Dragon Cheese, General Green Dragon Lin Dami, General Black Dragon Black Wood as the judge, for a taste review, the final result, the winner will be eligible to cook at Her Majesty's banquet after six days. ”

Chishi stood up and said.

Her voice was not very loud, but at this moment, it was all over the scene, and everyone heard it.

He nodded with no expression on his face.

Chef Jingyi had a knife in his hand and his eyes were incredibly firm.

With spicy strips in his mouth, Pluto Ruhak enjoys delicious flavors standing aside.

He's very confident in the gait. A little girl. Can't you handle the gait?

One spicy bar thing, one spicy bar. No, that'll be two!

In the crowd, there has long been a hustle and bustle.

Discussions continue.

However, it was all quiet as soon as it was squashed by the cheese.

Chise, as General Red Dragon, still has the prestige in Goddess City.

Hundreds of miles outside the square.

A spiritual gold seat is placed in the void.

On the Spiritual Gold Seat, there are two shadows, one of which is Her Majesty the Queen in the Great Red Robe with the Flaming Red Lips.

The other one is a cold little ghost.

The two of them sat on a spiritual golden chair and looked out at the square, seemingly looking forward to the game.

“Sister Ghost, who do you think will win this cooking contest? ”

Queen Bea leaned against the spiritual gold seat, her hands held her chin, her eyes with curiosity, asked.

Little dark eyes looked directly at the distance and looked at the calm gait in the distance, fading away: “The gait. ”

“Why? Chef Jingyi has been chef of Wang banquet for several times, the cooking level is quite good, the king loves her dishes, the girl is quite good.” The queen Blinked her eyes wide and looked at the little ghost.

“No reason, because he's a pedestrian, out to date, cooking contest, never lost. ”

Little blushing lips, seemed to say with a smile.

Xiao Ying's face was silent and her show hands touched her forehead, revealing helplessness.

“I can't believe I asked you such a stupid question. You little girl has completely become the brain powder of that little cook. ”

Little Ghost glanced at Queen Bitu and hummed softly.

“Sister don't believe me? Let's bet...”

Queen Bea's eyes lit up, "Bet? All right, what's the bet? ”

Little Psychedelic, why are you so excited when it comes to betting.

“Bet you don't think about it, or whoever loses will answer a request. How about that? ”

“Yes! Bet the Queen never loses!” The queen's flaming red lips cracked open and laughed with laughter.

Little ghost suddenly looked at Queen Bee with some suspicion.

……

On the field.

The word in Chi fell.

Chef Walking Square and Chef Jingyi are also preparing to cook.

It's not a kitchen fight, and the pedestrian formula is fine.

But if it's not a kitchen fight, it doesn't mean the pedestrian formula will loosen up. He has to win this game of cooking.

As for what to cook, I thought about it all night in the countryside, and I thought about walking.

One dish this time will definitely blow everyone's eyes!

Chef Jingyi's heart is strong, but strange.

The heart of the kitchen can also be said to be the heart of the kitchen, but although concentrated, it is not as obvious and firm as the heart of the kitchen.

In pedestrian perception, this woman seems a little confused.

A deep look at Chef Jingyi.

The gait exhaled gently.

Later, he walked to his place.

The mind moves.

Rub your hands out on the belt in a gait.

Bum...

A buzz.

The next moment, a light flashed.

As if there was a sound of a tiger whistle, it made the whole place a slight heartbeat.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a white tiger stove was thrown on the ground by foot.

Chef Jingyi's gaze suddenly shrank and looked at the white tiger stove and felt the tremendous pressure that had come from the pavement.

This stove…

Chef Jingyi took a deep breath and felt an unprecedented amount of pressure.

But she won't just admit to losing. It's the pressure that motivates her!

As the first chef of the Spring Wind Palace for so many years, Jingyi's heart is also a little confused and tired.

The mind moves.

The kitchen knife on the knife stand suddenly swept up, tearing the air with the buzzing sound and spinning in the air.

As the two knives rotated, Chef Jingyi reached out and grabbed the handle made of Lingjin, looking like a torch.

Distant ingredients flew in automatically.

Jingyi, holding two kitchen knives, waved the kitchen knife violently.

A blade flashed.

The ingredients are constantly spilling like flying petals.

Jingyi's knife is fast enough to make it difficult to catch.

“It's Chef Jingyi's two-knife knife master! ”

“The cool knife maker is incredible! ”

“It's been a while since Chef Jingyi has shown her cooking, which is like art. ”

……

The crowd around them was so excited, they kept talking, and everyone's face was full of excitement.

It is a great honor to be able to see Jingyi cooking.

Once Jingyi enters the cooking state, it becomes very heavy, and the swing of each knife will cut ingredients properly.

And the depth of the knife, how long is the lateral length of the knife, is precisely calculated.

These knives, who have been around for countless years, have long been familiar with their hearts, deployed, without any mistake.

As she herself understands, in order to be a great chef, you must practice day and night, practicing knives, cooking techniques, fire mastery and other skills to get the most out of your dishes.

Her heart has settled into cooking.

Suddenly.

A shout came from afar.

The audience seemed to see something incredible.

Chef Jingyi was also slightly stunned, his unconscious head raised, looking at the distance.

There, the pedestrian also started cooking.

However……

Cooking on foot, very simple.

Wow.

I saw the walking formula take out a barrel.

The barrel lifted open and the milk aroma began to flourish.

This milk fragrance has a rich flavour, with unique fluctuations in its invisibility.

This fluctuation spreads… it changes the face of people like Chicken for a long time.

This fluctuation reminds them of the ruptured bull pills and the destructive drying pan previously carried out by the pedestrian formula…

What does this man want?

You're not trying to blow up again, are you?

They all straightened their hips and stared seriously at the field.

The pedestrian struck a ringing finger.

Suddenly Xuanwu pot emerged.

Place Xuanwu pan on top of the stove.

Walk open your mouth and the forest white flames come out.

When the flame comes out, the temperature of the entire heavens and the earth seems to have changed.

Terrorist fluctuations spread.

Chef Jingyi saw the flame and his eyes shrunk.

This fiery flame...

It's the first time she's seen it.

In her spiritual perception, that flame... is incredibly grumpy.

Shh.

Hot air came out of the Xuanwu pot.

After reaching out and probing the temperature, the milk was poured into the pan.

The milky white milk poured down like a waterfall, and the silky milk shouted a lot of people.

The milk fragrance that spreads is even more intoxicating.

Chef Jingyi bit her teeth and she didn't know what to cook on foot.

But she knew she needed to concentrate on cooking her own dishes.

With his heart moving, Chef Jingyi's hands together ten times, his meditation continued to gather, and soon a pitch-black flame burst into her palm.

She has no fairy fire, but she has palm fire.

This is also a very hot flame, and although the temperature is less than the fairy fire of the foot, it is a flame that she condenses with her body's undergas, making it easier to control.

Boom!

As the flames burst into the stove, Chef Jingyi set aside all the meditations and began cooking.

On the other hand, the bizarre cooking of the pedestrian formula attracts the attention of almost everyone present.

The sound of grunting in the basketball pot is constant.

That's the milk that's poured into it and it starts to boil.

The foam blows up and the smell of spraying continues to gush out of it.

When cooking milk, the walking formula starts the other side.

He took out an egg.

This is a spiritual beast egg of an eight-star beast king, harvested in the immortal kitchen world.

The quality of the eggs is very high, and the walking formula is exactly what you need for this level of spiritual eggs, otherwise the best option is phoenix eggs.

Phoenix eggs, however, can be encountered but not demanded, the only one, is also used by foot formula.

You can't even find a phoenix egg today.

Remove the two bluegrass porcelain bowls.

This eight-star Beast King's Spirit Egg is not very big, it's about the size of three palms.

The walking formula gently held the egg of the spirit beast and suddenly the egg of the spirit beast rose into the sky. With the support of the true qi of the walking formula, it fell.

A scratch struck the edge of the bluegrass porcelain bowl and the egg shell cracked open.

The egg shell was unwrapped and the yolk and protein were separated carefully on foot.

This process is not difficult for the gait.

It's just that a lot of people here are looking at a fog.

Is this man cooking?

This strange way of cooking is really a bit speechless.

There was a little formation in my hand.

In the formation, the glow flashed.

The rear gait shouted softly.

“Peel. ”

A golden stream of light flickers out at speed, flashing constantly around the body of the gait.

Like a golden shuttle.

Let the skins drill into the protein and walk away from the crystalline sugar made in the countryside, so that the skins begin to floss the protein.

Finish the protein and beat the yolk.

A peculiar amount of energy in the skins improves the taste of the ingredients.

This is very important for this dish.

The next moment, it's easy to look into the pan.

The milk in the pan is still boiling and has boiled to some thickness.

Remove a layer of milk film from it and pour milk into the bowl, which is slightly sticky, and walk almost once cooled to start the rest of the operation.

On the other side, the cheerful skins swimming in the blue flower porcelain bowl were carried out by foot. The protein and egg yolk were almost beaten, with some bubbles in the juice.

Pour the cooled milk into the well-wiped protein, boo, boo, the foot formula lets the peel continue to flinch.

The milk and protein mixed together and swelled for a long time, making those juices thicker and thicker.

After the mixture is even, the gait is to pour the yolk liquid into it as well, starting to let the peel continue to tumble.

Little skins seem to enjoy this feeling, in which they roll over and over, the straight-line eyelids slip and turn, and the light golden glow spreads over their bodies, transforming into an intangible energy that constantly blends in.

This punched juice is thick with a glittering sperm.

Take out the skins and put them on your shoulders.

No dust on the skin, winking straight back.

On the other hand, for good juice, the walking formula exhales gently and is ready to begin critical processing.

Frozen.

No refrigerator is selected for walking, although the system will provide it.

But pedestrians have bolder ideas.

He intends to emptying the air around the juice with his own manipulation to create a frozen effect and to be able to control the frozen temperature with the mind of the gait to achieve the optimal effect.

A dragon roared.

The spirit of pedestrianism swept over and spiritual strength surged out.

It's like being a big hand, covered in a blue porcelain bowl.

Around the cyan bowl, ice crystals begin to condense...

The gaze of the pedestrian gaze is at the juice in it.

In the distance, the surrounding people can't understand the pedestrian cooking pedestrian, there is no intense scent imagined, only the milk previously cooked is exuded.

But milk scent doesn't reflect the cooking skills of walking!

A lot of people are on the other side of the equation right now. Is this guy really good at cooking?

On the other hand, Chef Jingyi's cooking has come to an end.

The flames are constantly thinning and the flames are burning.

Intense vegetable aromas linger from it.

Nutrition.

People can even hear oil spills.

Everyone nodded.

That's cooking, that man's cooking, where is cooking.

Can you eat that?

Many people snort.

Suddenly.

Someone glanced at the past in confusion.

Just above the head of the gait, a black cloud emerged.

How can there be dark clouds in the ground?

Everybody's a jerk.

Not just them.

Even major generals such as Chi Shi are slightly stuck.

The next moment, in the dark clouds, a thunderous sound broke out.

Ring the whole goddess city!

The gait looked up at the thunder penalty and the corner of his mouth pulled slightly.

The secret hand ice cream of the pedestrian... is finally finished.