Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 102

"Hey, is this the 'texture' you want to convey?"

Nakiri Erina blurted out.

Asking this sentence means that she is awake.

In reality, the figures of the "tribal leader" and the boy in Yuanyue's uniform quickly overlapped.

Xia Yan spread his hands, and really couldn't answer.

Answer, yes?

But the problem is, he just strictly followed the 'universal stew spice package' in his mind and memory, and came up with a relatively safe imitation of the spice formula. As a result, it proved that the imitation was quite brilliant, at least the ten outstanding people were shocked He stopped, and even he was quite surprised in his heart.

Previously, he could only conclude that this was a special package of secret recipe for stewed meat, drawn from a series of spice ingredients of 'Angelica dahurica' and 'Little galangal'.

However, Xia Yan never expected it.

This pack of spice recipes is used for actual cooking, and what it shows is such a style!
"Brutal, primitive, rough?" Xia Yan pondered.

"I go!"

"Isn't this a kind of stylistic fit with the 'mutated sirloin'?"

The cooking information is floating on the retina at this moment.

[Successful cooking. 】

His eyes fixed on the beef leg skeleton in the pot, and the detailed dish information popped up:

'Darkness Index' - Advanced.

'Drug Index' - Higher.

Food star - 6 stars.

"Double traits, double high concentrations?"

Xia Yan was speechless inwardly: "This can be regarded as being on the spot, improvising, and creating a campus "must kill"?Hey, it's still a 6-star rating. Doesn't it mean that I'm in the system, and my culinary rank has increased by another star? "

The cooking ceiling has quietly broken through to six stars.

This is completely the strength of the ten outstanding candidates!
Even if you don't need any "must kills", you can still fight head-on with the guy at the end of the crane in Ten Jerry.

Then the problem comes again.

Double high index, how to do it?
Xia Yan must find the solution, which involves him pushing the key to open the door of the trait of [Prescribing medicine].

For the detailed explanation of the index in the system information, click on it.

He looked strange.

"Darkness index, derived from the spice formula?"

"The drug index is mostly derived from the ingredients?"

The finger pointed at the 'mutated beef leg' instantly, and Xia Yan held his chin and thought in surprise: "So, the problem of ingredients is very big. What is rich in oil, strong in bones, and rough in texture is just floating on the surface."

"The real inner part may have been distorted by the deviation value in the world of "Spirit of the Halberd Eater"!"

Silently, I add one more sentence.

perhaps.

It is more appropriate to describe distortion as pollution.

It's just that this "pollution" doesn't go beyond the rules of this plane.

To put it simply, those pollutions seem to merge magically with the unique rules of drug delivery.

and so.

That's why he didn't use much effort, but the recipes and dishes all contained the phenomenon of [advanced] drug concentration.

"It can only be interpreted as—"

"Ingredients with their own 'medicinal power'?"

Xia Yan's mind turned rapidly.

In this way, the outstanding characters in the original work of Shiji gradually got used to those distorted and polluted ingredients and ecological chains, and were able to control and use them calmly.

The chefs who are already strong in medicinal power now have suitable medicinal ingredients...

Uh.

Adding medicine to medicine?

Intensify? !
Xia Yan shuddered inexplicably, the picture was too beautiful to imagine.

"However, if the deviation reaches 50%, maybe it's not just that the ingredients are contaminated, I have to continue to explore!"

At this time, a burst of applause resounded.

The Ten Elites broke away from the state of looking at each other in silence, their eyes full of shock. They looked up and saw the white-haired and white-bearded old man stepping into the hall while applauding, "Commander!"

"When did you come?"

Isshiki Hui and Jiuga Zhaoji, their eyes fell on the boy who was scratching his head in embarrassment, following behind Nakiri Senzaowei's ass.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing this, Xingping Chuangzhen shrugged and said, "He brought me here."

He pointed to the old man who had already walked in front of Xia Yan.

Now no one raised any doubts.

Nakiri Senzaemon went straight to Xia Yan, looked intently at the beef leg skeleton with not much meat left in the steamer, and had a faint smile on his face: "Can you give me a plate? It doesn't need a lot, a few pieces of meat can."

"I want it too!" Xing Ping Chuangzhen raised his hand calmly.

He still doesn't know the identities of the ten heroes present, but even if he knows, with his personality, he would raise his hands frankly when he wants to eat, which is completely opposite to Nakiri Erina's arrogance.

"no problem."

Xia Yan readily agreed, they are all acquaintances.

So, he handed two more plates to Xinghei Soshin and Nakiri Senzaemon respectively.

In one breath, he continuously chewed and ate several large pieces of beef shank.

Although Nakiri Senzaemon was old, his teeth were not worse than those of young adults, biting his hind legs, the color of surprise in his eyes gradually became stronger.

Swallow the food in your mouth.

After a moment of silence, the commander-in-chief Yuanyue said with a deep sigh: "...a magical spice formula! Formula!"

"A model of perfect use of 'mutated ingredients'!"

"Is it impossible to completely purify the 'fishy smell' naturally carried by the ingredients? So, you move those leftovers to a suitable place to form the material for your cooking oil painting, so as to deduce the wonderful barbaric and rough flavor? "

"A Stroke of God!"

slap.

The ten heroes present, as well as Xia Yan and Xing Ping Chuangzhen, saw the famous scene of the commander-in-chief Yuanyue's "clothes ripping apart".

However, this time it wasn't just the upper body kimono that fell off automatically.

Even the belts...

The old man, with only a narrow loincloth left on his body, didn't care about his strong body that had been exercised for many years. He was exposed to a group of students and continued to eat the beef leg meat on the dinner plate calmly.

"It's amazing! No wonder it's called 'God's Stroke'!"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen also chewed and ate the sliced ​​meat, clattering, in his field of vision, there was a rugged mountainous area with rifts and ravines, but in those cracks, there was a rushing 'stream of spices'.

The rough mountain is simply a true portrayal of 'rough beef shank'!
In other words, this piece of meat has been completely infiltrated by spices.

Even more terrifying and unbelievable.

The chef, the cook.

Make flexible use of the 'fishy smell' that cannot be removed.

Just like a great artist who is free-spirited and has terrifying attainments, he casually takes materials regardless of black and white, and sprinkles them on his white canvas, which is an exquisite abstract painting of cooking!
Xingping Chuangzhen's vision blurred suddenly, and he saw a devastated primitive tribe.

The leader led the tribal warriors to dismember the corpse of the giant beast.

They had apparently just finished a hunt.

There is no sadness of home destruction, only the open-mindedness and heroism after hunting.

Just in a ruined open space.

A bonfire was set up, and a few spears were strung together with a huge animal leg. As it was roasted, the animal legs crackled with hot fat, and the leader sprinkled some rustic seasonings at will.

The strong fragrance spread far away on the red land.

I saw the faces of these people clearly.

There was also an old man who had just joined in naked.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen stared at the leader surrounded by the crowd, and murmured:
"Ancient..."

"Spice interpretation..."

(End of this chapter)