Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 378 The Attacking Erina

"Soup dish, the main ingredient is pheasant."

These two key pieces of information, if it is on the halberd duel stage in Yuanyue school, Erina dares to declare that her winning rate is [-]% [-]%.

however.

Although this big man's IQ is not very good, his culinary skills are really top-notch. It is not comparable to the group of late-night cooks in "Akita Village". Erina thinks that even if she has the information, the probability of her winning head-on is still very low .

"Goo~"

A cock crowed, and the kitchen became silent.

Erina glanced over and froze.

A big live bird, its beautiful feathers were plucked in an instant, piled up on the ground of the processing table, and on the processing table, when Luo Ke stopped, the perfectly processed chicken frame was quietly lying in the water basin, Wait for the next delicate flush.

I saw that Luo Ke's right hand was covered with a set of "mechanical hands". To be precise, all five fingers were inlaid with metal knuckles.

And in an instant, after plucking and disembowelling a live bird, the five-fingered metal knuckles were still shiny and not stained by a single bit of blood.

"Dark world stunt!"

Erina spat out.

"Yes, "Arhat Tiger Claw Pulling". "Luo Ke's voice was dull.

Erina didn't know whether she was crying or laughing, her complexion was rather complicated.

Luo Han Tiger Claws...

She had heard of this unique skill, and it was once told by the great devil Xia Yan in a way of telling jokes, and Erina also thought that Xia Yan was just making jokes to make her happy.

Anyway, even if there are similar special skills and cooking skills, according to the life mentor Xia Yan, this special skill is nothing, at best it shortens the time for processing ingredients. At first glance, it is very bluffing, but as long as you have a solid foundation...

Reliable ass!
Erina wanted to cry a little: "In front of a serious super, you tell me, foundation, solid?"

For the first time in a culinary competition, Erina encountered a super chef who used dark stunts, and the stone on Erina's heart suddenly became bigger and heavier, and she began to show signs of being out of breath. For the "God's Tongue" who encountered a similar challenge, while making her nervous and sweating, the sound of her heart beating faster told her——

You can lose, but you can't lose your courage as a chef.

It is what grandpa often said, the courage to face any challenge.

What's more, in my mind, the eyes with expectations and encouragement seemed to be behind me. Nakiri Erina took a breath, her eyes were suddenly determined, and she said to Roco, who was turning her back:
"Another live chicken, can I have it?"

She could see that Luo Ke only intended to slaughter one pheasant and cook it, otherwise one or two would make no difference to this special chef who mastered dark stunts.

Luo Ke's muffled voice revealed a trace of surprise, hesitatingly said:
"You can use it, but are you sure you want to use it? It's a big taboo for a person who is a low-level challenger to collide with a high-level person."

The implication is that everything is afraid of comparison.

The same main ingredient, similar dishes that never change from the original, are placed together.

That stark gap will make people desperate.

Erina smiled, she may not know her smile at the moment, in Luo Ke's eyes, there is the taste and déjà vu of that man:

"I just want 'head iron'!"

So, Erina also started to butcher the chicken, but her process, compared with Roco's, took a very, very long time.

When the chicken soup boiled in Luo Ke, Gululu emits a strong aroma.

Erina just finished processing the chicken of a live chicken, but instead of cutting the chicken into pieces, she removed the bones from the whole chicken, leaving only the chicken and chopping it completely.

A pool of snowflake-like mashed chicken was placed on the dinner plate.

Luo Ke's footsteps of serving chicken soup and dishes paused for a moment, and he couldn't help casting his gaze at Erina's dishes, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed tightly.

"This is……"

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The storefront of "Fengqi Inn".

There are three tables of people in total.

The dark crowd headed by Xiang En, Xia Yan and Yi Sehui's table, and the strange traveler who still didn't take off his hood after sitting alone.

The three tables are enjoying the "Red Oil Rabbit" served by the male master not long ago.

The proprietress in red twisted her big buttocks, went to Xia Yan's table, and said to Yisehui with regret: "It's hard to recruit people, but since you don't want to stay in this barren mountain and wild ridge, I will leave the staff for the past few days." The salary will be paid to you."

Saying that, he put down a money bag, which contained a few pieces of broken silver.

Yisehui didn't even look at the red-clothed proprietress with a peach face and willow waist. When she turned around and left, she was obviously relieved and muttered: "I've been saved!"

Xia Yan ate two mouthfuls of rabbit diced, put down his chopsticks, and stared at Yisehui strangely:

"I seriously suspect that you're lucky again. No wonder people always want to escape from this store, insisting that people who live a peaceful life call it a black shop."

Yishihui bared her teeth, didn't deny it, and picked up the chopsticks to taste the host's Sichuan-flavored rabbit diced, tsk-tsk:
"The entrance is warm and cool, and the taste is sweet."

"Crispy and light when chewed!"

"As for the numbness and spicyness, they are very well balanced, taking care of the travelers' tastes, and it is a very mild route—"

As he spoke, he gave a thumbs up, and Isshiki shrugged.

"Anyway, I don't understand the culinary skills of the man in charge of the inn. After I eat his dishes, I always have a sense of sight looking for an exercise book in a sea of ​​books. In short, I am dazzled."

Xia Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "You are a ghost if you understand what you eat."

Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the situation at the other two tables.

The people at Xiang En's table, who were still fighting spirits in the dark, went down with two pieces of rabbit, and suddenly there was no sound.

Lai He and Yang Shi were especially silent.

Xiang En's eyes flickered, and he glanced sideways at the red-clothed proprietress who was clapping the abacus at the counter, hesitating to speak several times.

"In the barren mountains and wild mountains, in the old post shop... Lin Chef?" Xia Yan mused.

That's right, although the man in charge tried his best to hide it, he couldn't fool Xia Yan's tongue appreciation and system judgment.

It's just that he was in a strange mood.

stable.

Steady word.

Is this also the way of 'Linzi'?What a weird kitchen style!

The strong aroma of chicken soup attracted Xia Yan's attention. He heard the footsteps in the direction of the back kitchen, and when he saw Luo Ke bringing out the chicken soup, he immediately showed an unexpected and bored expression:

Just now Luo Ke turned around and went to hunt wild game in the mountains and forests outside the store, and soon came back after hunting two pheasants, and everyone saw it.

"This Luo Ke, can only use "Luo Han Hu Claw Pull" to make chicken soup?It's a great skill to make a move, but it's too ruthless and too heavy! "

no doubt.

What Luo Ke brings to the table is genuine premium dishes.

Moreover, how come there is a plot of the Lou Linjian chapter that meets Tang Sanjie's sense of sight?
Hey.

Nakiri Erina is not Tang Sanjie.

At least the current "God's Tongue" is far inferior to the young master of the Dragon Town Restaurant in Modu in terms of culinary skills.

"Good job."

After tasting Luo Ke's chicken soup, Xiang En's eyes lit up and he praised.

It's just that Xiang En's voice fell.

Da da da.

Another contestant who was in charge of the dinner show came out from the back kitchen.

And Erina's dishes.

Colorless and odorless.

When they moved to the dining table, more than a dozen members of the dark people, including Xiang En, only felt that there was a mass of pure white clouds on the nearby ceramic dinner plate.

"...Yo, "Snowflake Chicken Nao"?"

At the counter, the charming red-clothed proprietress who was making plans just now raised her head and gave a comment:
"Like a cloud, like a pile of snow."

"Regardless of the taste, this 'white as snow' dish already has the essence of "Snowflake Chicken Nao"!"

(End of this chapter)