Gourmet of Another World

The pedestrian formula doesn't care why it's called.

And in his view, the kitchen tyrant is not without a praiseworthy name.

As a chef, if you don't have absolute control in the kitchen, how can you call yourself a good chef?

As a chef, if you're in charge of a bunch of people who don't listen to orders, and you're always thinking about stealing from them, what's going to happen to this kitchen? It's going to get really smoky.

During the week of the foot tour, the foot discovered that at least half of the cooks steal less or lazily reduce a number of steps in handling ingredients.

This group has become accustomed to handling ingredients because they often cook in the kitchen, and this treatment will always inadvertently reduce some operations.

For example, some ingredients need to be peeled, and these cooks do have peeling, but the peeling leaves ordinary residue and is not carefully cleaned after the peeling.

These processes may not be noticed by others and may not be perceived as an obstacle.

But for a pedestrian, these steps are inevitable, and he is very refined and demanding in his cooking skills.

You can't do it, but if you're stealing, you can't do it.

Jingyi had a good temper, so he made these people feel unscrupulous.

He has a bad gait and stinks in cooking.

Cooking alone is fine on weekdays, but if there is a cook, any mistake in helping the cook will be completely in his eyes.

Looking at the shadow of Jingyi's departure, the gait's face did not change slightly.

For pedestrians, cooking is an art, and for art, it is always necessary to refine.

The foot pulled a chair and sat down.

His eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

In my mind, a recipe for three sacrificial dishes that I had previously seen in that room emerged.

The three courses of sacrifice Jingyi told him that they could not be changed.

But in the eyes of the pedestrian, these three dishes, though they look perfect, are still flawed.

If those deficiencies can be modified and filled.

The taste and flavour of these three dishes will take you to the next level.

Three dishes of sacrifice, with a nice dish name.

“Spring breeze, summer wounds, autumn green...”

Who picked these three dish names… it does have some meaning.

The pedestrian strokes the chin, from the name of the three dishes alone, the pedestrian can feel a faint sadness.

Of course, it's probably just an emotional awareness of the formula itself.

The footsteps didn't move, so I sat in a chair and bred emotions.

Almost five days left.

You will need to find and dispose of the ingredients you need for your dishes during this five-day period.

And the three dishes required for the sacrifice must be cooked in advance.

It's demanding and time is tight.

Time is passing fast.

And in the palace, news about footsteps is spreading fast.

The news that the pedestrians would help the kitchen get out of the kitchen was also circulating rapidly throughout the palace and even in the city of Goddess.

A lot of people have heard this news, and everyone's face is getting a little weird and funny.

Drive all the help kitchens out of the kitchen...

What does this man want? Eighteen dishes… does he want to do it alone?

Oh, he also left Chef Jingyi as a helper.

However……

Even if you add Chef Jingyi, that's just two people, two people want to finish cooking a King's Banquet dish... that's a big challenge.

And the chefs who were driven out of the kitchen by foot were even more cynical about the pedestrian.

The voice of despicable speech continues to flutter.

At one point, the whole palace became rather disgusted by this royal feast.

When Queen Beale learns of the news.

It's been almost half a day.

“Did he really kick all the help cooks out of the kitchen?” Listen to a maid say that the queen's face suddenly revealed a sense of fun.

“It's kind of funny... suddenly some look forward to the King's Banquet.” The queen's red lips flashed slightly revealing her teeth as white as pearls.

The waitress wondered, “Your Majesty, do you think that man could cook for a king's feast by himself? ”

“If he hadn't kicked those cooks out, I probably wouldn't have expected that..." said the queen.

The maid suddenly caught a mist.

“What are those people like? Wouldn't the king know? In previous years, King Wang Banquet did not have any expectations, but this year, there may be some changes, if nothing has changed, it is also a waste of the King's expectations. ”

The queen leaned lazily toward the Spiritual Golden Throne, and her good shape curved perfectly.

……

Almost half a day.

Jingyi rushed back from afar.

Far away, she saw White standing at the door, and she was disturbed.

Little White's earlier release scared her a little.

She nevertheless mustered the courage to push the kitchen door into it.

In the kitchen.

Walk in the chair and meditate.

In my mind, I'm constantly simulating the cooking of dishes.

Suddenly, his eyes moved and he looked far away, where Jingyi returned.

Jingyi closed the kitchen door and walked toward the position of the gait. He saw the gait and did not speak. He waved his hand, and a lot of ingredients appeared in the ingredients area.

“Here are two portions of Wang Feng ingredients, so Chef Bao has two chances… if the dish fails to cook once, you can try again, many of which are precious and only two can be collected in a short time. ”

Jingyi looked at the pedestrian formula and said.

Standing up on foot, he held his hand and walked to the ingredient area, where he turned and picked up the ingredients and observed them.

Later, he turned around and looked at Jingyi. "Go find some more bitumen fruits and purple clouds..."

“Hmm? Pickled fruit and purple cloudgrass?” Jingyi was slightly stunned and seemed a little confused.

“There doesn't seem to be any dishes in the dishes for the Eighteenth King's Banquet that need these ingredients...”

Jingyi frowned.

Suddenly, when she had just finished her words, her body was stiff.

'Cause she looked up, and it was just a faint look at the walking formula.

“I'm going now...”

Remembering that the walking formula had driven away all the help chefs without a word, Jingyi's face turned white.

This is a kitchen tyrant, questioning his behavior himself.

Suddenly there was a little fear in my heart.

Jingyi turned around and ran towards the distance and disappeared.

The corner of the cubic mouth suddenly smokes...

This woman... isn't stupid.

After Jingyi left.

The gaze of the gait fell on the ingredients and exhaled gently.

Lift the sleeves of the sparrow feather robe so that you are ready to start working on these ingredients.

Of course, he's dealing with three sacrificial dishes now.

Buzz...

A knife flashed in an instant.

The gaze of the gaze of the gait suddenly became sharp.

The curtain appears, and the meteor falls.

The next moment, a blade of light bursts out.

Those ingredients are all rising up in the sky, and under the impact of the knife light, they are constantly changing shape.

Skin crumbs fly and vegetables fall.

Cut, cut, sliced, everything is almost perfect.

Once the ingredients have been cut, the walking formula is to wash the ingredients.

The water of Goddess City is a very spiritual fresh water, which is no worse than the Tianshan Springs water of the gait.

So the pedestrian formula didn't change the other water, wash it directly.

Hooray.

Nordall's in the kitchen.

Only sound sounded when washing ingredients on foot.

A long time later.

Jingyi hurried back.

The two ingredients mentioned by the pedestrian formula were quite rare, and she went over the ingredients library before finally finding them.

And as she pushed away from the kitchen, into the kitchen, she saw the finished ingredients that were on the bluegrass dish and flowing with crystalline droplets.

Jingyi stayed where she was.

How long has this been going on? Have you finished processing the ingredients you need to cook the sacrificial dishes?

“Do what you're doing, give me the ingredients, and then you take care of all the other ingredients. Remember, treating the ingredients must not be so-so. ”

Walking directions say.

Jingyi returned to God and quickly handed the two ingredients in his hand to the pedestrian formula.

Bitsui fruit is a bright green fruit.

After the walk, just cut it in half with a ribbon knife.

Remove the cut for half of the fruit, clasp with one hand, pinch vigorously, extrude the green juice in it, and drip it into a ready blue ceramic bowl.

As for the purple cloud grass, the walking formula was to spray a forest white flame with open mouth and burn the purple cloud grass.

The clouds turned into a bunch of purple liquids.

Purple cloudgrass liquid was also placed in a cyanochrome bowl.

The ingredients of the three sacrificial dishes were processed.

“Bitsui fruit and violet cloud grass don't seem to be the ingredients for sacrificial dishes, do they?” Jingyi handled the ingredients and looked in the direction of the pedestrian, questioning.

Instead of answering immediately, the pedestrian gazed at Jingyi.

“You'll see. You'll see. ”

The pedestrian path.

Next moment.

The white tiger stove is suspended, while the baseball pot is placed on the stove.

A forest of white flames erupted thinly into the stove and the bear burned.

Hot, hot temperatures burst suddenly.

The recipe is to tie the hair up with a velvet rope and start cooking.

The spoon spins in the hand of the pedestrian, and the spiritual power of the pedestrian is swept out, and the sparrow feather robe flies.

Jingyi is a little stuck when he looks at it from afar...

The action of pedestrian cooking runs through the clouds, making it spectacular.

One of three sacrificial dishes, spring breeze.

It's a vegetarian dish that, according to the recipe, is cooked in a mixture of 32 kinds of Pokémon fairy ingredients, one taste at a time, one flavour at a time, one cannot mix, it tastes 32 different flavours and is a great test of the chef's control.

It is as if it symbolizes the resurgence of all things in the spring wind, the feeling of strife in which hundreds of flowers flourish.

That's what Spring Wind means.

Boom!!

The flames are in the air.

The flames of red in the basalt pot swept into the sky.

Ingredients in the pan, fry the pan upside down, every ingredient comes out of the sky, oil spills and glows.

Gently, the ingredients fall into the spoon, scoop it out and place it on a porcelain plate.

Under the control of mental power, the dishes of ingredients are exquisite.

Hot oil boils, pours down, and the noise continues.

Makes that dish look like it's glowing.

Boom boom!!

Above the dome, a thundercloud swept in.

Thunder penalties are coming.

Of course, for the pedestrian formula, the so-called thunder penalty, let Xiaobai handle it.

This time... Xiaobai should be able to eat well.

Jingyi looked as drunk as a walking cook and made her watch and learn a lot.

Among them, the control of the fire and the familiarity of the ingredients...

It was amazing to her.

Previously she had only one vague degree of control over these, but the cooking on foot was the ultimate in precision.

This level needs to be cultivated… she's not far off.

Suddenly.

Jingyi's gaze changed.

She suddenly discovered that the pedestrian formula was going to pour the juice of the green fruit directly onto the dish after it was boiled in a pan.

This behavior… is not documented in the recipe!

Suddenly, her face changed.

“Chef Bao! No! No change in the cooking of sacrificial dishes! ”

Jingyi's consciousness is to speak and shout.

However, the gait was just a faint glance at her and her hand kept moving.

Splash of green juice.