Gourmet of Another World

“Dark dishes… can you really break the taboo? ”

Little sadness looked up at the corner of his mouth, confident walking formula.

She hasn't heard of any of those professional nouns, but it doesn't sound like a good meal...

Seeing a little sadness and confusion, he stroked his chin.

I didn't explain much, “You'll find out later...”

Customers who had accumulated in the Alchemy Fang unwittingly gathered around the tunnel drawn by the foot formula.

“How dare you use chaos as a stunt! ”

“Interesting… the restaurant is afraid to jump off the wall. ”

“I'd like to see what challenges this little restaurant will pose...”

Many nobles crossed their ears and laughed easily.

For them, all they had to do was look at the joke of the restaurant calmly.

The so-called chaos, they didn't take it seriously, they didn't take it seriously.

But later, if the challenge is accomplished, and the restaurant can't afford chaos, then they have reason to let the Duke seal the restaurant.

This gives some opportunities and channels to those who have always wanted to destroy the restaurant.

Of course… they don't know how… horrible… they will be… waiting for them.

The pedestrians didn't explain much to Little Lamentations.

If you say too much, let's do it directly.

The lady came back with a little ghost.

In fact, every three or four days the noble woman returns with her little ghost, and the main noble woman is now a loyal eater of the restaurant.

In her view, occasional food tasting has always been a lifestyle agent.

It's like every time she picks up the cursed Heavenly Girl, she asks the cook to cook a dish.

Of course, that time, her request was rejected by the pedestrian formula.

When she returned with her little ghost, it was also slight to see that man's sea of mountains.

“What are you doing? ”

The lady saw the stall walk in front of the restaurant and had to stare.

“For the future of the restaurant, the thorns are chopped...”

The pedestrian glanced at the lady, said.

“Speak human words…” The lady couldn't help but turn a white eye.

Little Ghost is curious. Watch the gait. Is that what you're going to do?

“In order to drain the restaurant, there is no way… these people are too prejudiced about food… they need the shock of dark cuisine. ”

The pedestrian path.

The noble lady's mouth is pounding, the dark dish is a terrible thing to listen to.

However, the lady did not say anything, and she was somewhat curious.

Long years, rarely some fun things, she can stand aside and take a good look.

She looked at the tablet forehead and wrote the reward, she was also a little speechless.

No wonder it attracts so many people.

Chaos, what a rare and precious thing, this guy actually took it out as a reward...

The pedestrian ignores the noble woman.

He walked to the White Tiger Stove, facing a wide array of nobles.

“Challenge anyone to sign up? The first round of enrollment… is temporarily set at 10 places. ”

Walking directions say.

As soon as the words came out, they led to a hustle and bustle.

The aristocrats turn to hear each other.

Many people do not trust the pedestrian side and feel that the pedestrian side does not necessarily deliver on its promises.

And some people, they don't know what the challenge is, they're afraid to go up and embarrass themselves.

“Don't worry about the promises... the promises made by the Chef's Shop will be fulfilled, I guarantee them with the knockout of the Drum Marquis...”

The pedestrian side said seriously.

Marquis of the drums: “???? ”

The aristocrats underneath laughed for a while, and this paralyzed cook, there was a joke.

Marquis of the drums... where did you get the fence?

However, a lot of people are heartbroken when it comes to gait.

In a moment, ten people came out, and there were really ten places.

Ten nobles, many of whom saw the ten, were slightly surprised.

“It's Master Yan from Alchemy Fang, who also chose to accept the challenge? ”

“Master Zhen Yang has been on the Avenue Saint level for a long time, and he needs a chaotic atmosphere as an opportunity for a breakthrough...”

“Hey, isn't that Viscount Doren? He's in, too! ”

……

Many nobles are very surprised by the entrants.

A gaze at the ten contestants on foot.

The Chaos Gas reward is still very useful, at least it attracts the experimenter.

The ten people looked at each other with no expression on their face and the corners of their mouths ripped slightly.

“Your Excellency, can you tell us the rules of challenge? ”

Master Yang looked at the gait, Dao.

As an alchemist, he looked down on the cook, so he wasn't too polite to talk.

Other aristocrats were also curious to watch the gait, most of whom took part in the challenge because of the length of time they had been caught at the Avenue Saints level and the need for chaos.

“Take it easy. ”

The pedestrian path.

He had ten people sitting at the table.

Ten people sitting face-to-face at a narrow table with chopsticks and spoons, knives and forks and white cloth towels...

“Your challenge is to taste dark dishes… a unique food.” Pedestrian.

“Is it good food? We don't eat food, we believe in the Queen! If it's good food… I give up. ”

A nobleman shouted arrogantly that the nobleman was a woman with curly blonde hair.

“Well... not good food, dark food, just the opposite of good food...”

The gait thought about it.

In fact, there's nothing wrong with what he said.

Thus, many nobles looked at each other and said nothing more.

In fact, if it's really good food, it's good enough to reward chaos after all.

The interests are compelling, the same thing.

The foot held his hand, and the little fox lay on his shoulder.

“Are you… ready? ”

The gait looked at these people and took them seriously.

Asked by the pedestrian formula, these aristocrats sometimes have relatives.

Nevertheless, nods were made.

With an interest on her face, the lady sat in the distance with Jiro's legs curled. She wanted to see what medicine was sold in the pedestrian gourd.

“Well, let's start the first challenge of dark cuisine and wish you good luck… ”

The pedestrian path.

Later, he turned around on foot and walked to the White Tiger Stove.

The idea of the first dark dish is already in the mind of the pedestrian formula.

This dish is more brutal than stinking tofu...

That sour, only those who have experienced it will understand...

The gait moved.

Redeemed a herring can from the system.

A classic Swedish can of fat fish...

Of course, in addition to the herring cans, the pedestrian formula also exchanged several herring systems.

Thinking about the next dish, there is a little excitement in the walking square.

Playing with the herring cans in your hand, there's no air leakage, so there's nothing about the desperate smell coming out.

The pedestrian formula is not going to let him leak so early.

Hands tremble.

Make dough out of fine spirited wheat from the countryside and the earth.

Rub dough normally, make dough... pastry normal steps.

Many people don't feel comfortable, and even more so, they frown.

“This cook isn't trying to trick them into eating, is he? ”

Some people have this doubt in their hearts.

“Impossible… how can we be deceived by such means if we persist for so long! Look, there should be a way behind this cook...”

Put dough aside for fermentation.

A silver herring was removed on foot.

The dragonfly knife emerged, spinning in his hand and playing with a knife and flower.

The gait begins to treat the herring in your hand.

Remove the gut, cut the herring in half, cut the top half, wrapped the herring's head...

The gait also deliberately brightens herring's eyes.

Fill the top half of the marinated herring into the dough and expose the herring's head.

Insert one into it, one dough, and you can see the herring with its bright eyes... looking up to the sky.

Removed herring cans.

The gait squinted his eyes and looked around.

Later, the stars released their spiritual power and wrapped their cans...

to prevent odor leakage and cause discomfort.

Wow.

The pedestrian unraveled the bulging herring cans.

The moment you unravel the cans, a paved odor, instantly pouring over the face of the gait...

One punch at the corner of the gait...

Turned a white eye.

The expression on his face was all wrinkled...

It stinks!

This energy, stinking tofu is simply not comparable...

It's hard to imagine how this thing feels when it's stuck in the entrance.

Perhaps only the brave will dare to eat.

No one else can smell it.

Because it was isolated by a gait.

All they saw was a sudden and dramatic change in the look on their faces as they unraveled the can.

The five officials all seemed to be stacked together, and at that moment, it seemed like there was a flurry of despair.

Little sadness, the original paralyzed boss, can still make so many expressions.

But what does this look... mean?

On the dining table.

Ten challengers also squinted their eyes.

They seem to have smelled something unusual.

This challenge… seems a little frightening.

Walking magic wrapped the fat fish can, took out the juicy can, dug the dough center, and stuffed the herring in the can into the dough.

After walking, at the moment of blushing, I stuffed the dough into the basalto pan and began to roast...

Breathe out gently.

Walking is the feeling of being reborn.

That smell, sniffing hard, almost didn't faint.

I wiped my hands with a white cloth towel and the gait was waiting for time.

“Mr. Boo... has the challenge begun? ”

The diner at the table seemed to be infected by the atmosphere and asked with some anxiety.

“Don't worry… you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. ”

The pedestrian looked at the diner, said.

Master Yang was calm, but as an alchemist, he had never seen anything.

This challenge, it's just a small scene.

Time passes by every minute and second.

The aristocracy that surrounds them is curious.

The passage of time means that the challenge is approaching...

They're really curious about this challenge!

Ding.

The baseball pot made a crisp sound.

The eyes of the walking squares lit up.

Then I took a look at the ten diners at the table...

That little look, it drowned the hearts of ten eaters.

Even the lady glanced at her lips and curiously widened her eyes.

Xiao Gyu looked at the way the footsteps were, and always felt that the footsteps were going to do something.

The little fox kept squeaking and screaming.

For her, only eating can solve her worries...

Whoo.

Breathe out on the foot and rub your hands.

He slowly unveiled the lid of Xuanwu pot.

The little fox's head tucked in front of the pan, his eyes widened and his saliva was direct.

Don't know what to cook again on foot.

Next moment.

Reach out on foot and slowly pull out a plate from the baseball pan.

In the plate, it's a baked pastry.

The art of baking…

The dough is baked in golden yellow and swollen, with a creamy milky white colour in the middle.

Around the pastry, there are a few herring heads, straight up to the sky, the herring's eyes bright and looking at the sky together.

These herring are also baked and ripe, giving off a strange smell…

Of course, that is not the point.

The point… is the flavour of the whole pastry.

The moment the little fox showed up at this pastry, he stayed.

At the next moment, his little paws covered his nose with tears streaming down his little eyes.

Successive slips retracted a few steps and a weak tail pulled to the ground.

Spraying thin foam in the mouth...

The smell of the herring pastry sprayed thinly almost stopped the little fox's heart beating...

The gait wrinkled its nose and glanced at the ten distant eaters.

“The first challenge, dark dishes, herring pastries… looking up at the stars, the first to eat herring pastries… the challenge succeeded. ”

The gait wrinkled his nose, he said.

That stink... really makes people cry.

Accept the challenge…

Brave men!