Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 173
at the same time.

At the dining table, Ms. Red Dragon, who bit off the sliced ​​noodles with big roots and swallowed them, couldn't close her mouth. Her mouth and throat were burning fiercely, making her feel that she was in a state of breathing out dragon's breath fiercely to resist powerful enemies.

"Jingle Bell!"

But the store door was pushed open again at an inopportune time.

A new guest has arrived.

He is a middle-aged man who looks like a samurai. His name is 'Chen Goro', he is from the Western Continent, and he is a swordsman by profession.

"Hey, has the store manager changed?"

Standing at the door, looking at the situation at the bar clearly, the samurai's travel-stained face was full of regret: "It was hard to find a "door" that can be opened normally, did the old store manager really have an accident? . "

And the new store manager is at the bar, looking up.

The only female guest in the red dress who was sitting upright also turned her head to the side, but she was in a very strange situation, her mouth was open, and the nostrils were covered with crystal beads of sweat, and she let out a heavy breath.

Ok? !

He felt a stream of air that seemed to burn him clean.

Chen Goro looked serious, and jumped quickly.

In particular, when he saw the face of the female guest in the red dress, Chen Goro's forehead burst into cold sweat. He was thankful for his agility. Otherwise, with a mortal body, how could he be able to fight against a giant dragon with the "power of fire", Under her breath, the body can still survive intact.

"Ma'am, are you going to break the rules of the 'Cat House'?" Chen Goro pressed his hand on the Taidao at his waist, his expression tense.

He really couldn't figure out why this red dragon, who was actually the incarnation of the guardian of the rules, would suddenly attack him.

and,

Glance at the metal bell behind the door.

It seems that the "magic artifacts" lost by the ancient elves did not respond at all to the fact that a customer used extraordinary power in the store.

Unexpectedly, the answer to him was just a loud belch:

"belch."

The woman didn't bother to explain anything. Seeing clearly that it was a stinky samurai, an old customer, she turned her head bored and said to the new store manager at the bar:
“Very interesting cuisine!”

"From the point of 'interesting' alone, it seems to be much richer than the custom-made beef stew you served me yesterday!"

She was not reserved either, Xiang Xia Yan opened her plump lips openly to show off her mouth.

The pink tongue turned around playfully:
"When I chew it, the fettuccine seems to burst forth with countless little white lives."

Ladies, please refrain from such evocative talk!

Xia Yan wanted to complain, but held back.

In fact, the style of cooking and painting he wants to create is really very close to "Little White Life".

It's just that these "jade dragons" are linked to the examination questions of the national scholars, or they represent the aspirations and aspirations in the minds of the national scholars.

like a dragon.

If it wasn't for a "waste" that successfully created the recipe, Xia Yan planned to come up with such a name.

At the dining table, the woman is chewing and eating.

One mouthful after another.

Sweat increased dramatically on the face and bridge of the nose.

"There are very few foods that can make my tongue and mouth feel spicy stimulation, so that the burning sensation continues to increase..." Putting down the empty bowl, Ms. Red Dragon finished eating the oily noodles, her lips became more rosy Yes, the oil color is shining.

There was undisguised admiration in her eyes, and she changed her language, taking the topic out of cooking:

"The 'cat house' has mutated. No matter how you came here, it is impossible for you to go back to the world on the other side of the door."

"You will be in contact with our different world for a long time, how about it, are you interested in becoming my 'priest' under my command? Well, it seems that the favored ones are closer..."

Xia Yan shook his head again and again: "At present, I just want to be the manager and chef of the 'Cat House', and I don't plan to cook for any existence."

"what ever."

Anyway, for a long time in the past, the world has tacitly accepted that the 'cat house' is their own property, and Ms. Red Dragon did not force it.

She ate and drank enough, stood up, stretched her waist vigorously, and unabashedly showed her sweat-drenched long skirt clinging to her skin, making her body more seductive and curvaceous. ·

"interesting!"

"One meal is more exercise than the battle of the gods! How long has it been since you sweated so much?"

With a trace of confusion in her eyes, Ms. Honglong strode away without leaving any words.

Opposite the "door".

The place where Xia Yan, maids and guests can't see is her base camp, Dragon's Nest.

"call--"

As soon as he walked out, the dragon wings covered the sky and the sun.

A soaring red dragon appeared in the sky, its body completely stretched out, and its scales were exquisitely distributed.

Let the high-altitude hunting cold wind blow the body, under the huge body that makes mortals dumbfounded, there is a charming female voice that has taken off all majesty and momentum:
"what!"

"So comfortable!"

……

In the cat house.

When the lady in the form of a red dragon pushed the door away, and heard the sound of the door closing gently, Chen Goro, who huddled in the corner and held down the sword, gasped heavily.

All the while, the lady didn't explain anything to him.

Of course, now Chen Goro roughly guessed some reasons, it is not a "dragon's breath" at all, that invisible air waves and arrogance come from the food swallowed in his mouth?
and so.

How exciting and scorching is that kind of food, cooking, and the taste itself?
Full of curiosity, Chen Goro walked to the front of the bar, sat down, raised his hand and said, "Please serve me the 'exactly the same' dishes as the lady ate just now!"

Another "exactly the same"?
Before Xia Yan could answer, Sarah Gerdo cast a horrified look at the unfamiliar warrior uncle.

She secretly thought, could it be that Lord Swordsman?

From the Western Continent.

That piece of land corresponds to the Eastern Continent where she is located across the sea. Most of the residents there are of yellow race, and there is also the extremely mysterious kingdom of sand in the legend.

As for the Eastern Continent, apart from the vanished ancient elves who once created a glorious history, many residents have more or less the blood of ancient remnants, such as half-elves who have mixed with humans, as well as lion people, lizard people, and so on.

"Uh."

Xia Yan answered Uncle Jianhao who had just sat down like this:

"I don't mind doing it, but, uncle, think about it, the next time that lady hears about someone getting her hands on her 'custom' dishes..."

In the second half of the sentence, Xia Yan didn't need to say it explicitly, but just cast a "you understand" look at the uncle.

heard.

Jian Hao's whole body trembled, "Yes, it was me who was abrupt!"

He confessed quickly.

How could a mortal bear the wrath of the supreme dragon.

Even if you think about it with your toes, the lady must have been furious when she learned of his offensive behavior.

"However, if you really want to eat pasta, I can make another dish."

Xia Yan saw Uncle Jianhao hurriedly waving his hands to refuse, so he added with a smile:

"You can rest assured that compared with that lady's exclusive, no matter the taste or form, it is completely different!"

So it was not long.

When serving today's third pasta to the newly arrived Jianhao guest, Xia Yan looked at the cooking information that popped up for the third time, and was extremely speechless:

"What happened today."

"Abolish the three-linked chicken!"

(End of this chapter)