Gourmet of Another World

Chapter 1526: The Gods and Couples Wine [Chapter 3!

“The situation is so complicated… are we really good to drink? ”

The walking formula lifted up the liquor liquid poured by the birds, and by the way, I looked across the table at the birds who couldn't see their faces clearly. With the strength of the walking formula today, I can't see through the fog, which is amazing.

This is a sign that the power of the Birdmaster is above him.

The glass in your hand is very ordinary, not a glass made of celestial treasure ore, in fact, drinking is not that much of a fart.

Some people like to use porcelain glasses, some people like to use ceramic glasses, and some people even like to use bowls.

It's all a matter of personal preference.

Everyone is fighting for the opportunity, and the pedestrian is drinking with the guy who doesn't know his face.

The pedestrian formula feels this is bad, if the wine is bad, the pedestrian formula will definitely leave without turning back.

“Drink it, drink it… it's rare to drink. ”

The bird wrapped in fog laughed and said.

“Well... how can there be no food without wine? Why don't you make a drink? ”

The bird looked at the pedestrian formula and asked.

The gaze of the gait squinted slightly, drinking and eating, in this peculiar environment.

This bird... is also a strange man.

Footsteps come to mind.

However, he did not know when a black pot had appeared, and it was clear that the pedestrians were in agreement with the Birdmaster's proposal.

There is alcohol, and naturally there are drinks.

As for what to do for drinks...

There are numbers in the mind of the pedestrian.

Birdmaster is not in a hurry to drink, but he is interested in watching the pedestrian formula. Instead, he wants to see how much the pedestrian formula chooses to serve.

Ordinary drinks don't suit him.

Bird's mouth is full of shit.

This wine, the whole chaotic universe knows, is probably just him.

This wine has no name, but… cannot be underestimated.

The bottle was filled with traces of the years, and as soon as it swayed, it was like a wave flickering, very scary.

This liquid is full of precipitation.

It's not just the precipitation of the aroma, it's the precipitation of the ages.

This pot of wine, buried from ancient times to today, is absolutely extraordinary.

Full of history.

So, it looks like a plain sip of wine, but it's unusual.

Otherwise, the two ancient gods would not have chosen to sit here.

Bird raised his descendants slightly and gazed at the gait.

He exhaled and stared at the gait.

The recipe is to be served on foot.

Although the environment and atmosphere are not suitable for cooking at this time.

But sometimes cooking is about mood.

Drinking drinks is a blasphemy for wine when it's in front of you.

The bird master has told the pedestrian formula that the wine is good.

Though he hasn't drunk it yet, his years of experience in winemaking reveals it at a glance.

It's a beautiful wine that's long overdue.

Go ahead, Tap.

Walking into the countryside.

And when you come out again, you grab two huge ears.

Scrape the dragon scales off your ears and clean them.

Wave the tapestry knife in a gait to begin processing.

This is Tyrannosaurus' ear.

Tyrannosaurus is the Supreme King of Blood Beasts, the existence of the Supreme King of God.

As an ingredient, he's top notch!

He ate dragon legs on foot, but kept a lot of dragon meat in the countryside.

“Dragon ear? ”

Grandpa Bird was stunned and became more entertained.

A good tasting dish, but will sublimate the wine.

Hopefully the pedestrian formula will make a delicacy that will make him feel immersed.

The dragonfly knife rotates in the hand of the gait.

Now the swordsmith in the footsteps, already horrified, cut a dragon's ear, easy.

Soon, the dragon's ear was cut into silk by him.

Stacked on top of the stove.

The water of the Fountain of Life, the rally poured into the Xuanwu pot.

Cooking on foot, running through the clouds, is like dancing.

After filling the pan with water, start the treatment.

Grunting.

Hot air, accompanied by a fleshy scent, just boiled away in white water, makes it difficult to conceal the scent of the dragon's ear.

Pull the dragon's ear out.

Put it in a giant bluegrass pot, pour it into the ice, and start cooling down.

On the other hand, the walking formula begins to treat other ingredients.

Remove spiritual vegetables from the countryside and the earth.

The silk was cut and the purple garlic was patted and mixed together into a cypress pot.

The spice flies and the sauce spills in.

It will be fished out through the ears of the dragon after the ice has cooled.

Poured into a porcelain basin.

Start stirring…

The stirring is extremely fast and the dishes in the pot are turned upside down like a pan on foot.

The treadmill pot technique, after a long legacy, has reached a very skilled level.

Soon, sauce seasonings and ingredients will be mixed thoroughly with dragon ears.

So that every fraction of the flavor penetrates into the ear.

“Is this cooking cold dishes? ”

Birds think about it.

It's great to serve drinks and really use cold dishes.

The pedestrian formula chooses to cook cold dishes, and the bird master is not too surprised.

Wow.

The recipe pours out the dishes in the cypress pot and pours them into the cypress dish.

The soup is flowing and looks gorgeous.

“Emerald Glass Mixed Dragon Ear, OK. ”

The foot stows away the baseball pot and the dragonfly knife.

Hold the dish in your hand and place it on the table.

Around, the god kings are competing for the celestial bones.

Some people, like mad dogs, seem to be affected by the mind, and others, like mad dogs, bite when they see people.

The atmosphere is very harsh.

Of course, when you get to the pedestrians and the birds, it's a little calm and weird.

The two paintings are completely different.

“You used dragon ears as pig ears... it's kind of funny. ”

Birds laughed.

After a deep look at the gait, he picked up the chopsticks.

Chopsticks lit a little on the table.

Finally, he stretched out and stuck a chopstick in his ear into his mouth.

Dragon's ear meat has become very elastic due to the cooling down of the ice, plus the flesh of the dragon's ear meat is already chewy and brittle.

So it's quite sour to eat in the entrance.

“Hmm? The dragon's ears are thin and even, and the sauce penetrates perfectly, penetrating almost every inch of the dragon's ear meat... nice! ”

Birdmaster's face was covered in fog and could not be seen clearly.

However, he eats delightfully.

Crunchy, crunchy chewing.

The cartilage of the dragon's ear is chewed up with the acidity of vinegar and the deliciousness of many spirits and ingredients.

Eat it, it's incredibly sour.

The pedestrian formula does not add spicy flavors.

Because it's mainly good wine tasting, the pedestrian formula doesn't want spicy flavors to affect the taste of the liquid.

The pedestrian formula also stretched out the chopsticks, clamped a chopstick, mixed spiritual fruit meat and dragon ear meat, and stuffed into the mouth.

Both chose to eat first.

Enjoy your own dishes, something that walkers love to do.

The same is true this time.

Though in an environment, it does not seem to be harmonious.

But the pedestrian formula still tastes good.

“Come on, drink. ”

Grandpa Bird laughed.

The slightly dilapidated glass was lifted and swung towards the foot.

With a squared eye, you can finally taste the wine.

The pedestrian formula also raised the glass.

Mm-hmm.

Hands tremble.

The glass didn't move.

Face that glass as if it were facing a mountain of majesty.

This little glass of wine weighs a million pounds?

Looking at Grandpa Bird, he lifted his weight slightly and gazed into his gaze.

Snooze.

The bird grabbed the glass, the cloudy yellow liquor inlet, and instantly the intense aroma entered the mouth, instantly spreading, intense flavor, instantly spreading the bird's mouth.

This is a pot of wine from ancient times.

It was as if one had experienced a change in history, and the precipitation of years.

A cold mix of dragon ears and a sip of ancient wine.

Really happy racing fairy.

The gait exhaled.

Taotie arms, as if the black-and-white air had flashed.

The glass was held up steadily, even though it weighed tens of millions of pounds.

Grab a glass, put it in front of your nose and sniff it to feel the aroma.

It has a peculiar flavour, less aromatic than the Huangquan Naihe, but has a unique flavour of its own.

That smell makes it hard to describe, as if a small hand was lifting your heart.

It smells like… years.

The smell of years?

The gait is bright in front of you.

With a glass, the lip touches the glass, which is a feeling of softness.

The dull yellow liquid poured down the glass and flowed into the mouth of the gait.

Grunts.

Mm-hmm.

Grunting, grunting...

The gait couldn't stop, one bite after another, and the throat knot kept rolling up and down.

The liquor in that glass, he gave it all to drink.

“Easy, have a bite to eat. ”

Grandpa Bird pinched his fingers in the glass and laughed at the gait, as if he had foreseen the gait.

The pedestrian gazed at the bird.

Extend the chopsticks and clip the chopsticks into the entrance of the cold mixing earplugs.

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba.

Grandpa Bird is happy to fill the pedestrian formula again.

Soon, the wine in the glass will be once again sunken.

On foot, he drank again.

Grunts.

Drink up again.

Clip the dishes again on foot.

Drink, eat, drink, eat...

The walking formula is somewhat fortunate that you are the one who cooks the drinks, so only the drinks you cook can go with it.

The pedestrian formula has already drunk the flavor of this wine at this moment.

That's right, this wine doesn't do anything against the sky, like take a bite, break through boundaries, etc.

But…

Drink this wine, but it will wash people's minds, feel the ancient changes, the years change.

As if the wine were buried underground, years of loneliness had been tasted.

“Feel it. If food is to have its own characteristics, it needs to be cultivated by the chef, whether it's this wine or the dish served. ”

“Though your wine dish is good, it looks empty compared to this wine... many famous dishes have his precipitation and his story. ”

Grandpa Bird laughed.

The gaze felt as if it was sharp.

But the pedestrian formula was caught in the words of the birds.

Who the hell is this bird?

The gait raised its head and there was some shock in its heart.

Is it a chef who can say that?

“Yo, come on. ”

Birdmaster turned his head and looked away.

The gait is also deeply inhaled, turning his head and looking at the past.

Suddenly, his gaze shrank.

There...

Those who fight for the blood of the gods and the bones of the gods...

They're all dead.

I didn't notice earlier. I don't know. I'm looking at the past on foot.

It was the appalling discovery.

Those who compete for the bones of the gods have become dead bones all over the earth...

As if abandoned by the ages, the wind dried up life.

“This…”

The gait opened its mouth.

Eyes shrink.

Rub, rub, rub...

The scattered celestial bones began to make a sound, slowly combining.

It forms a skeleton.

In the gaze of pedestrian horror, blood filaments appeared on the surface of the skeleton, gradually the flesh spread...

Soon, it filled up and became two substantive figures.

A man and a woman.

The man, Toyotomi Toyotomi, dressed in a loose robe, his hair tied up, is no different than ordinary people.

The woman's ordinary beauty, her hair gripped, some small jade feeling.

They held hands, smiled gently, looked at each other, and loved ones flowed in their eyes.

They looked at the position of the gait.

Towards the table.

Mm-hmm.

The gait poured a sip of cool air.

This is the ancient god... resurrected?!

“Hey, Walker... do you know what this wine is called? ”

The bird suddenly opened his mouth and gave way to a standstill.

Yeah, the bird didn't say his name from the beginning to the end.

“This wine is called a couple wine, it is made by these couple angels. In those days, they crossed the chaotic universe and killed countless powerful people. The world was invincible. At the end of the meteor, there was no secret treasure of the gods left behind, there were no extinct soldiers left behind, but only a pot of wine was made, this dust returned, the earth returned...”

“So, this wine is the biggest of these ruins… treasures. ”