Gourmet of Another World

Nine Heavenly Ways Shrimp Jen?

Shrimp Jen?

The calm rhetoric spreads across the field, even from the formation, haunting everyone's ears.

Makes everyone feel like a face to face.

Shrimp Jen?

Even if they weren't chefs, they knew what shrimp was, just shrimp with shrimp heads and shrimp tails.

Tastes elegant and is marked by casual elegance.

It might taste good, but when you look at Dazhuang, it looks like Dapeng's explosive meat to stimulate the taste buds is... obviously a bad grade.

Whether it's the fragrance of the dish or the visual experience.

Oh, I have to say, the pedestrian plate is still very creative, giving people a sense of wandering immortality, like a lotus flower blooming in the fairy world, a light makeup wrap.

You can see the positioning of this dish on the platter.

That's a simple dish, no heavy mouth, no fancy.

It's the fried shrimp in tea...

This thing... can you really win?

The more analytical it is, the stranger it is to those around it.

This kitchen fight, in any case, seems to be losing on foot.

Light shrimp nuts, and intense flavors like volcanic eruptions of Dapeng explosive meat… are clearly not of a grade.

The paparazzi couldn't help but cover their faces with dog claws.

“Shit, the walker is drifting... what can be solved with a dragon-type drunken rib? Now I'm going to be hung...”

The dog's voice is a little helpless, but there's a lot of happiness in listening.

It made him stand by his side in disdain.

“After all, the opponent is a god… even if it may end with other dishes, perhaps the drunken ribs will not be able to recover the defeat.” Di heard.

As soon as the words came out, the dog did not like it. The dog glanced at Di and stared at him.

Did the drunken ribs bother you?

Why don't we just grab a few more drunk ribs? As for not looking good?

……

People around them are outrageous, some disappointed, some helpless.

Watching the void laugh more than ever, the laughter seemed to tremble the strength of the void, and there was despair in the eyes.

Mr. Bao is about to lose. Once Mr. Bao is defeated, the end of the kitchen fight is death...

Looks like the owner won't have a chance to eat the delicious dishes he cooked himself.

You also wonder why the pedestrian formula chooses to cook a shrimp nut.

Seeing that Da Zhong chose Da Peng explosive meat, it is obvious that you should choose the same hot meat ingredients, cook out the irritable dishes, and suppress that flavor.

This is the only way to win!

The gait holds hands.

The complexion is very calm.

In his hand, Nine Spirits of Heaven shrimp and Jen shines a warm glow.

Slight hot air fluctuated, shrimp nuts in the lotus flowers, like jade stone, pink, shrimp with an opening on the back of the mouth, where the shrimp line was picked out, but the shrimp back still showed a pink red color.

Looks delightful, like fine art stacked in a lotus green porcelain bowl.

The whiteness is like immortality.

Stared at the gaze of the gait, the colour of confidence fluctuated thoroughly in his eyes.

Looking at the shrimp jen in the hand of the pedestrian, he used his toes to think that he must have won.

There is no difficulty or challenge in this kitchen fight.

It is only natural for him to think, after all, that the other side is only a mortal, but only a great saint, even if he holds the power of Xuan Ao.

But the understanding of cooking is still incomparable with God.

Walking is still far worse than God.

On a pitch-black bowl, the oil flutters and the drums flow out of it.

Fresh vegetable leaves are baked by flaming bursts of meat, slowly escaping water vapor, the vapor vapor evaporates, as the flame Dapeng fans its wings, becoming more and more lukewarm.

The images are very spectacular.

Along with the platter, it is not weaker than the pedestrian nine-spinner shrimp nuts.

Buzz...

The cooking for two is over.

Next up is the key to the kitchen fight, which also evaluates the wins and losses of the dishes.

The Law Wheel rotates over the Dome.

Suddenly.

The power of the law that emanates from it.

It is the power of the law that is condensed by pure script, wrapped out, for a moment, around the bodies of several people who surround the audience.

And they, the chosen evaluators.

The Firedemon ancestor's face was forced, and the face hidden in the flame gave off an exciting smile.

He was so honored to be eligible to taste.

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If the kitchen bucket fails, even God will be wiped out...

Think about it. There's a little excitement.

Pluto Erha looked curiously at the power of the law wrapped around his body.

He just came to see the crowd and didn't expect to be able to taste it.

Beauty!

There is also a rule script swinging, seemingly choosing a taster.

White script, float, float.

Finally, it floats over the head of the dog and Diting.

Seems like it's going to be about choosing a taster between Diting and Dog.

Diting's eyes suddenly lit.

Perhaps it would also be a blessing to have the opportunity to taste God-cooked dishes.

Buzz...

The script hasn't hesitated for too long, so it's a good choice soon.

Swinging toward the winner.

The dog stared and looked at the scripture of the law towards Di.

Seeing Di listen to that happiness as if she were a pig laughing, she didn't like it at all.

Just as the rule rune is about to haunt Diting.

The dog barked with his mouth open.

The law of time flows.

Strong gods suddenly burst out.

The script seemed frightened.

The script of the law, which was supposed to fly to Diting, drifted 360 degrees in the air and turned directly to the dog.

Haunted around the dog.

In response, the dog nodded satisfactorily, and the fat on his face was trembling.

Diting pig's laugh stopped suddenly, his face was squeamish, he didn't wear such a razor?!

That's right...

In front of the big man in the rule of time, the rule of district cooking is naturally to yield.

Three were selected.

Master Dog, Elha the Pluto, Ancestor Fire Demon.

All three are incredibly excited.

This is the dish of the life-and-death kitchen, and the flavour is certainly beyond imagination.

The dog walked into the void with a demonic cat.

Soon, it landed on the side of the Law Wheel.

Pluto Luha also shakes his hair with a spicy strip and travels along the way, coming to the side of the Law Wheel soon.

The mighty, both in the underworld and in hell, look with envy.

The Firedemon ancestors were more excited to rub their hands.

Red eyes.

“Taste… the opportunity to taste a gorgeous dish is rare. ”

Big and strong, open your mouth and look at the three around the Law Wheel, Dao.

He saw the dog. He looked at it. Why did the wheel choose a dog to come in?

Who knows? Dogs love meat!

If a dog is a judge, is there any suspense in this kitchen fight?

District shrimp, can you make dogs give up on their meat cravings?

Hmm...

Big confidence surged again, and he felt he was almost all swollen up, which was wrong, and as a qualified chef, swollen mindset didn't affect cooking very well.

The gait is calm, the gaze is like water, just a smile in the corner of the mouth.

Dogs like meat, yes...

But... the god of cooking doesn't even see whose dog this is.

Buzz...

Under the power of the law.

The three flew around the big cooked dishes.

The power of the law gathered in hand and turned into chopsticks.

The dog looked at a piece of meat burning in the flame, as if there was a vision of Big Peng spreading his wings on the dome of heaven, his teeth grinning for a while, and then he opened his mouth.

Fierce suction.

The fire seemed to fade and a piece of meat suddenly burst into the dog's mouth and was chewed up by him.

The flesh of a flaming flame enters and the flame is naturally extinguished.

Pounds of flesh instantly blew up in the mouth.

That feeling makes the dog's eyes shine brightly...

This smell!

It's completely different than dragon meat!

It's a soft, but tough piece of meat.

At the entrance, it has a rich aroma and although it looks greasy, it is not greasy at all.

Most importantly, in the mouth, spicy flavors erupt, like blowing up the top of your head, like volcanic eruptions, making people tremble all over you.

Old Firedemon stretched out his chopsticks and clamped a piece of meat.

Place in the inlet with your mouth and teeth biting down.

Boom!!!

It was as if a storm had swept his body and made his eyes squint.

The fire around his body soared, making him bright as day.

The breath above my body actually became agitated at this moment, as if I was going to float to break through...

In my mind, all the images came out of nowhere.

A squeal.

The sea swept and the waters splashed.

A big fish swept up from the vast sea of stars, named Xiao, helping to rock up to 90,000 miles.

Peng, wings open, silver wings shine like stars in the sky.

The feathers roared in the wind.

Like a lightning bolt, ripping through the sky!

At that moment, the Fire Demon felt as if he had become a great peng and soared in the universe of infinity.

Wings flap, help shake straight up to 90,000 miles, straight through the sky!

The kind of unfettered freedom that makes fire demons obsessed.

Luha the Pluto, paparazzi, Ancestor Firedemon, the three of them ate that big peng of meat.

While immersed in spicy flavors, they also feel images of them, illusions presented to them by gastronomy.

Big and strong are very satisfied with this situation.

Is this posture still comparable?

He wins steadily.

Big and strong heart pounding the mountain river.

This time, he's going to win!

Want to beat his big peng meat with shrimp jen... is this guy full of water in his head?

Dapeng meat...

The gaze of the pedestrian gaze sees the three immersed in deliciousness, and the divine colour of the face is also much heavier.

Dapeng meat he has never seen, but can compare to the ingredients of real dragon meat, absolutely unusual, not to mention the robust cooking technique.

The other person is intelligent and adds a great deal to culinary cuisine.

So, in either way, the walk is at a huge disadvantage.

Walking is hard to win.

As others sigh, walking this kitchen bucket is difficult to turn over.

Mr. Bao... his mind is drifting.

Underestimating your opponent is like throwing yourself into a vast abyss.

But did the gait really lose?

Pluto Tian hid away looking at the pedestrian formula, he held hands and saw the confident appearance of the pedestrian formula, also slightly hesitant.

Perhaps it is too early for a Miracle Stepper to win the concept.

Is this shrimp jen... weird?

With the shrimp jelly sautéed with tea... can it still go against the sky?

I don't know if I can go against the sky.

However, the formula is confident that without tasting his dishes, the decision-maker without authorization will stare at the face.

Slightly raised the corner of the gait mouth.

Next moment.

Hit a ringing finger.

Boom!

There seems to be a blaze of fire.

But all they hear is their voices and their shapes are gone.

Surrounding temperatures skyrocketed.

The nine-spinning heavenly shrimp in front of the pedestrian formula, on top of the dishes, the heat and aroma converge, as if it were a swaying tea tree.

Tea trees dripping green, shaking between them, the bustling will of heaven haunt...

Like fairy sounds, like Buddhist.

Sanskrit sings in the heart, making people sink.

Like a daisy roof.

The dog immersed in the flesh of Dapeng, Luha the Pluto, Ancestor Firedemon, woke up violently, like bathing in spring rain.

Return from the spice.

Their necks turned and their gaze fell on the shaky tea tree in the distance.

And beneath the tea tree, a little shrimp nut that only wandered slowly as if it were alive... as warm as a jade stone.