Gourmet of Another World

Dark Kirin, the skeleton of a pseudo-god beast, is considered a sacred fairy, but among sacred fairies, it is the lowest kind.

But at least, it's a good ingredient.

Moreover, Kirin bone is the essence of Kirin, with infinite precision and divine energy. It is best used to make soup. The energy in Kirin bone penetrates from the bone and is integrated into the soup, which can be absorbed completely by the human body.

This hunger is the reason why the formula intends to cook this dish this time.

The curse in the little phantom requires an exquisite dish to suppress it, and the great soup made of kirinbone is just right.

Stewed soup is actually a big category in food.

A tasty soup can be immersed in one bite.

But stewing soup is more of a test of the cook's mastery of the fire.

The more advanced the ingredients in particular, the more demanding it is to master the cook's fire, as the premium ingredients are full of essence.

Once the optimal serving time is missed, it is easy to destroy the essence, even causing the loss of the essence, making the palate significantly worse.

Before making soup, the pedestrian needs to prepare the ingredients needed for this cooking.

The mind moves.

The shape of the pedestrian cube is entering the countryside.

Some fresh ingredients were picked, as well as sunny ingredients.

Back in the kitchen.

These ingredients are cut by foot and served in a bluegrass porcelain bowl.

In the first bluegrass porcelain bowl, there is dried jugo peel, which contains most of the essence of the jugo peel. If soup is cooked, the fresh flavor in the soup can be completely locked away.

There are also leaves in a porcelain bowl filled with Nine-Way Tendo tea trees, the leaves are cut in half by foot, and the tea is full of aroma.

In addition to these, there is a grain of vermilion nail cap size dried spirits, similar to those of previous generations of wolfberries.

The pedestrian formula once saw this spiritual fruit, which was planted exclusively in the countryside.

The medicine is ready, as are the ingredients.

The next step is the cooking process.

Walking square washed Xuanwu pan and placed Xuanwu pan on white tiger stove.

Open your mouth and a blaze of forest white flames erupted.

The flames broke out into the white tiger stove and the bears burst into flames.

The fountain of life is poured into it, and the clear fountain of life gives off a strong breath of life.

thump and put the kirin bone into it.

Kirin bones contain some kirin meat, but in small quantities, it is mainly used to make soup.

Start with cool water, slowly heat, and boil dishes in a boiling pan.

In this process, the pedestrian formula does not release spiritual power.

Flaming bears erupt and continue to thrive.

Soon, the pan will have a boiling effect.

Kirin bones roll in there.

The gait frowned as if to hear the dark spirit of the Kirin roaring.

The effect of this idea on the taste of the dish is fatal.

It's like making a red-baked fish, but it doesn't clean up the smell of fish.

Will ruin a dish.

Reaching out his hand, the spirit of the gait boiled at a pause.

Boom.

The golden phantom suspended over the spiritual sea opened its eyes and a gleaming golden glow burst into its eyes.

It's like a sharp beam of light projecting down.

Shortly afterwards, it became a starpoint and infiltrated the Xuanwu pot.

Combined in the soup juice in the pan.

The soup boils and trembles constantly.

As if the knife had swept away, it had beheaded the Dark Kirin.

The more fierce the roar of Kirin, it seems to be resisting.

But this resistance was obviously futile, as if it had been through a war, and Kirin's mind had been wiped out.

The gait opened its eyes.

A breath of turbidity.

Visible to the naked eye.

A dark air currents rose out of the kirin bones and slowly scattered through the air.

The next cooking process isn't that complicated.

The pedestrian formula removes the kirin bone and washes the blood from it with the Fountain of Life.

Pour the soup from the Xuanwu pan.

Place the washed kirin bone directly in the center of the basalt pan, and the dark flesh-colored kirin meat exudes exhilarating heat.

Removed a blue porcelain bowl.

Dry the spirits into it and pour the chopped ginger pieces into it as well.

Add water to the Xuanwu pan so that the soup just doesn't get past the kirin bone.

To do all of this, it's easy to walk with a heart.

The top of the baseball pan closed slowly.

Next, soup making time.

The mental power of the pedestrian is pouring out.

It emerged as if it were a silk thread, wrapped around the basalto pot.

Like a root string, you can feel the dishes fluctuate every inch of the pan.

Mori white immortal flame sprayed out and drilled into the bottom of Xuanwu pan.

Flames abound.

Start heating.

Drop your hands on the foot to your waist.

The curtains draped slightly and the spiritual strength was as tight as a wire.

Looking at it, it sees everything in the baseball pot as if it were through the baseball pot.

The soup is boiling, the energy in the Dark Kirin bone, and the starpoints are unleashed and blended into the soup.

The spiritual thread wrapped around the baseball pot, beating like a string, seemed to be playing a song like alpine water.

The beautiful notes jump out and make up an intoxicating song as the dark kirin releases its energy.

Hitch walked in from the outside.

The kitchen curtains were lifted, making the bells crisp, but none of them gave way to a slight fluctuation in the spirit.

Hesh looked at the pedestrian formula curiously and seemed somewhat curious as to what dishes the pedestrian formula was cooking.

“Is the instructor making soup?! ”

Heathead looked curiously at his head.

Her nose moved and her mouth and nose filled with intense flesh. Her eyes seemed to change, staring at a spiritual string in the gait, like a drunken drunk.

It was as if she had heard a beautiful song played by pedestrian ingredients.

The most primitive kind of music that makes her both physically and mentally engaged.

The stewardess's cooking... it's really amazing!

Music has a flat mat, intense orgasms and a peaceful ending, and cooking is actually the same.

The forest white flame is controlled by the mental power of the pedestrian, and it is also a slow change.

The soup is half cooked.

The gait opened its eyes.

Open the lid and add the dried jugo peel relic goji berries and a variety of spices to it…

These flavors come in.

The taste of the whole soup is completely boiling.

Bursting and boiling, like a palm paving, gently brushing over his face.

Cover the pan again.

The flame boils.

Music is also playing more and more intensely, like storms and storms.

Shishi's little face was all red, sensing cooking and sweatballs rolling down his forehead.

Keeping up with the pace of cooking on foot is also a challenge for Ceci.

Though his talent is good, today's level of cooking in pedestrian formula still needs to be looked at for by Heesh.

The cooking is over and the small fire is slowly stewed.

Every spiritual thread on the foot was drawn back.

Finished cooking.

He turned his head, looked at Hesh, and his eyes softened a lot.

“Ceci, get some rest and get ready for some soup.” The pedestrians said softly.

Hitch nodded nicely.

Turn around and get ready to walk out.

“By the way, let you cook that leeky blossoming corn, if it shows up, you must tell me. ”

The footsteps said solemnly.

Social evil, walking formula doesn't want Hitch so small to be cheated by perverts.

“Okay.”

Hitch smiled back.

Then he walked out of the kitchen.

The gait nodded, his eyes turned, and he landed on Xuanwu pan.

Uncover the pan.

In the lid, a strand of hot air rises, like a kirin walking in the air with a tentacle.

The glow of Xiangrui is rising in the eruption.

Brilliant and glaring.

The gait closed its eyes and took a deep breath.

It doesn't have any greasy flavor that makes you tired, but rather has a refreshing sensation of heart and spleen.

Hot air is rising, and a pendant kirin is made above the baseball pot.

The footsteps were satisfactory, he rarely cooked soup, but this time he was satisfied with the soup.

He walked out of the kitchen with good soup and walked into the restaurant.

Tingling bell.

The curtains were lifted and loud, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

Hitch sat in the chair, and Xiaohua and Xiaohua looked at him with great anticipation.

The dog doesn't know where he went, but the walking formula doesn't worry. It would be nice if the skinny dog didn't bully others.

The Black Dragon King was really thrown out by Xiaohua.

But he deserved it. He was warned by foot.

Place the pitch-black basalto in the middle of the table.

The intense aroma is diffuse, intense and exhilarating, pounding of refinement.

Remove a bluegrass porcelain bowl by foot.

Grab the spoon.

Wow, the broth flows down the edge of the spoon.

A bowl of broth was scooped on foot, and the soup seemed to be crystal clear and awesome.

The soup was passed to Xiaoyu by foot.

“Drink while it's hot. ”

Walking directions say.

This dish should have a good effect on suppressing the cursed snake in the little phantom.

Afterwards, the easy way to walk is to keep scouring soup.

Wow.

Give Ceci a bowl too.

The swinging broth looks very gorgeous.

The wreath formed by the oil juice of the broth looks incredibly stunning.

Xiao Yi's hands held the blue porcelain bowl, and the warmth came from the hot bowl, making Xiao Yi feel cold and warm.

Swinging soup, with wreaths like a blooming flower, attracts attention.

The fragrance of the broth continues to diffuse, making the little ghost unbearably swallow and salivate.

Red lips up.

Just as Xiaoyu prepared to drink soup.

Outside the restaurant there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

This footstep allowed the scoop of soup in the footsteps to stagnate with a slight frown.

The footsteps were heavy, as if the mountains were walking.

The gait raised his head consciously and looked past.

You see a meatball slowly coming from afar.

Mm-hmm.

The gait eyebrows stirred.

Meatballs walked heavily and walked to the restaurant door, but was stuck in the door.

The corner of the foot's mouth suddenly smokes...

Where's this comedy?

Hitch held the broth and turned his head to see the fat meatballs.

His eyes lit up.

“Step coach… that's him! He's the monstrous shrimp that lets Hitch cook leeks and sunflowers! ”

Hitch shouted excitedly.

Oh, yeah?

Is that the fat guy?

No wonder Hitch would say it was a weird shrew...

It is... weird.

Being able to eat so fat... is also a technique!

The restaurant door is not quite narrow, but the pedestrian formula never imagined that someone would be able to get caught in the door.

Even Kim Fatty, the homeowner of the Fresh Wind Empire, the fattest one I've ever seen on foot, won't be caught by the door...

How moisturizing this fat man's life is to make him grow horizontally like this.

“Smells good!! This meat smell... pure and dark! The ingredients are absolutely superior and unprecedented! ”

Fatty was stuck at the door, his body constantly creeping, his nose shrugging, smelling fleshy, and he couldn't help but sigh.

“I smell this pure fleshy scent all the way... I didn't let Ding down! By the way, brother... your door is a little narrow and needs to be renovated! ”

Ting Fatty crept for a while and finally squeezed in. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and shouted at the gait.

At first glance, Ding Fatty saw the broth in Xuanwu pot.

Hummingly walked to the table and sat on the chair.

Smiled familiarly.

Rubbing his hands behind him, he was all fat and trembling, and he said to the pedestrian: "Brother, bowl of broth! ”

Xiaoyu and Xiaohua glanced at the fat man and retracted their gaze.

Finally, it was locked in a bowl held in the palm of your hand.

The gait gazed at Fatty Ding and his face gradually grew heavier.

Is this the weird shrimp that taught Bad Heather?

Want some soup?

“No meat, no soup... bowl or?” He looked at Fatty Ding with no expression on his face, "he said.