After hearing this, Weng Mingming smiled in his heart, the other party was really in the trap, and when he said that kind of thing, naturally he didn't say it because he was angry, but his plan, using cooking to duel with him, isn't this looking for death?

Where does Weng Reputation's self-confidence come from, it is naturally the so-called Demon Saint Bronze Vessel, the food made is absolutely delicious in the world, it is difficult to imagine whose cuisine can surpass it, after all, he has also eaten the surrounding cuisine, and he is not the opponent of the cuisine made of this bronze vessel at all, so he is so confident, it can be regarded as full of confidence. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time, taking advantage of this opportunity, thinking in his heart, Weng Chengcheng felt that while defeating the opponent, he could just stabilize his position, which was obviously a good calculation.

Su Luo naturally wouldn't know what Weng Mingming was thinking, if he knew, it was estimated that he would just laugh, after all, the bronze ware was made of copper, even if it was the legendary kitchenware, but its ability was already limited there, and people, a kind of latent and infinite creatures, would only continue to surpass, not to mention that the bronze itself was still created by people.

Anything is possible.

"Puff~"

As soon as he heard this, Weng Mingcheng knew that the other party was already in the trap, and he laughed all of a sudden, he didn't think that Su Luo's cooking could be compared to the food he made, after all, he had eaten all the so-called delicacies around here, and secretly, abalone soup was simply able to throw them a few streets, so he was very confident in his heart, with a smile on his face, and said: "Since you have already said so, then let's try to see who is the god who brings people so-called happiness." ”

"Since you've said so, I'm going to accept your challenge. Su Luo raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but say, this kind of thing is in his mind, what is the purpose of pretending to be a god, isn't it just such an opportunity, if he didn't do this, I'm afraid he would have been kicked out a long time ago.

"Since you've agreed, then I'll show you the unprecedented amount of dry goods that you have stored, Lord Mackerel Demon God. After saying this, Weng Mingming tried a look at the two people behind him, and his two subordinates immediately understood, and then took out a delicate box, and then, opened the box, and took out a huge dry goods from it, it seems that for this victory, Weng Zhengcheng has made enough costs.

Because this abalone is so big, as a dry product, there is a small grinding plate as big, it is really amazing, it immediately surprised everyone, even if Su Luo knew that Weng Mingming had such a killing weapon, but when he saw it, he was still surprised, is this thing still abalone? Could it be abalone essence, should it be said that it is really worthy of the anime world?

However, Su Luo really felt a pity that Weng Reputation dealt with this abalone so directly, after all, this kind of superb ingredient is not so easy to see, I think this is also his last hole card, and in reality, not to mention that it is so big, not even the size of a basketball, the most important thing is that this is dry goods, then, if this is not sun-dried, how big it should be, it feels terrifying when you think about it.

"Oh my God, I've never seen such a big abalone, it's really worthy of the Demon God. ”

"It's as big as a grinding plate, it's amazing, I'm afraid this one is enough for hundreds of people to eat. ”

“・・・”

After seeing this, everyone immediately talked about it, after all, they really had never seen such a big abalone.

"Only I, as a god, can have the qualifications for such an ingredient, of course, such a big dry product, if it is cooked, others are afraid that it will take seven days and seven nights, and my words..." Looking at everyone's surprised expressions, Weng Mingming was very proud in his heart, at this time, how could he not brush a wave of so-called god existence, and pretended to be a ghost.

"Su Luo..." After seeing this, the old man looked at Su Luo, obviously a little worried, because he didn't expect that Weng Reputation would have such a big killer weapon.

In this regard, Su Luo didn't care less, even if it was such a big abalone, wasn't it an abalone? I wasn't worried at all, but I was a little distressed about such a big abalone, and it was really a bit of a waste to deal with it like this, so he gave the old man a reassuring look, but he didn't say anything, and then turned his head and continued to watch the play, as if he didn't care about his own business.

Looking at Su Luo's expression of watching the play, the old man's face suddenly showed a beep dog expression, saying what is the situation.

To be honest, for Weng Reputation, Su Luo said that he just took shit luck, and what made him feel strange was that since the Demon Saint Bronze Weapon had been born, why didn't it attract the peep of others, especially the people in the dark world, just relying on Weng Reputation's useless muscular men, in the face of real masters, it was obviously not enough.

When Weng Mingming said this, he had already put the abalone in his hand into the Demon Saint Bronze Vessel, poured it into the water, did not add anything else to it, stepped on a pedal below, and began to make a fire, at the same time, he didn't forget to pretend to read some strange words in his mouth, and he didn't know that he thought it was really a god or something, which was really enough.

As the flames rose, I saw a burst of golden light flash from the Demon Saint Bronze, and the huge abalone instantly recovered to its best state under the power of the Demon Saint Bronze, just like a sponge.

It didn't take long for every villager to have an extra bowl of freshly made abalone soup and a few small pieces of abalone meat dangling in the noodles.

"Eat, you fools, I will be merciful for a while today, and you will not need any money, so that you may enjoy a good meal. Looking at the excited expressions of the villagers, Weng Chengcheng felt even more proud in his heart, so he said.

To be honest, what kind of foolish people are Weng Mingming, if it was Su Luo, he would have gone up to beat him a long time ago, which shows that the poisoning of these villagers has been deep.

As soon as they heard Weng Mingming's words, everyone's mood became excited, looking at the abalone soup in the bowl, their faces showed an intoxicated expression, holding the abalone soup, when they thought of the taste of abalone soup, their saliva was about to flow out.

"You can cook such a big abalone in an instant, and sure enough, only God can do it, this is simply the supreme work of God. ”

"It's just perfect, I can't wait. ”

“・・・”

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone was talking, obviously believing that only a god with this ability could do it.