For foodies, no matter how beautiful flowers are, it's actually just the same thing, even if you look at it, it's even more affordable than edible vegetables, for Chinese people, this belief and dedication to eating is almost firmly embedded in the soul.

One of the racial talents of the Chinese people, growing vegetables, is actually inseparable from eating. As long as there are Chinese people, as long as there is free land, no matter how small, there will always be people who will use the land and plant a little food, even in the city where every inch of land is valuable, many people can toss a small piece of "balcony vegetable garden" on the balcony, even if they can't get a balcony vegetable garden, at least they can plant a few onions and garlic and the like, and all of this is inseparable from the love of the Chinese people for the countryside and ingredients.

In the end, the emptiness has a lot more time in the human world than the blood Shura, and the attributes of foodies are obviously more thorough. When he witnessed the black-robed man tearing off the petals of the flower of the underworld and throwing it into the hot pot, he didn't even hesitate and pity for a moment, but couldn't help but get excited.

Fat, juicy, crispy and delicious, and nutritious...... This large list of descriptions alone makes people feel like their hearts are beating faster and their saliva is starting to secrete. Coupled with the magical pot base, how delicious the taste of the flower of the underworld cooked in the base of the pot in the delicious excitement is!

For Kongkong, the people at the same table are all his potential opponents, and if others eat more, then inevitably, he will eat less than that. While everyone was shocked by the shocking behavior of the black-robed man, Kongkong rushed to eat first.

A pair of chopsticks accurately scooped up several scalded petals in a pot of boiling red soup, and looked at the crystal like jade, smooth as a mirror, and shiny petals that he threw into the oil dish one after another, and couldn't help but make a thunderous sound in his abdomen.

It seems that in the world, what is more important than literacy is to make a good pair of chopsticks!

A piece of crystal like jade, caught by chopsticks and still shaking, and the fat petals that are still dripping with sesame oil all the time, coupled with the alluring fragrance that comes to the nose, how can it not make people's appetite move?

Empty mouth to bite a bite of the flower of the underworld, the delicious soup in the fat leaves splashed instantly, coupled with the deliciousness in the soup base, the long-accumulated fresh fragrance burst out in an instant, the surging fragrance made him instantly intoxicated, this petal entrance is smooth, full and juicy, the taste is excellent, in his mouth wall keeps beating, every bite will splash out of the wonderful juice.

What's even more amazing is that this is not only the delicacy of the flower of the underworld, but also the unique hot fragrant hemp at the bottom of the red oil pot is like the fierce daughter of Bashan, which is difficult to control, but it is irresistible. After eating such a domineering pot bottom, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to accept other red oil pot bottoms in his life.

Kongkong shook his head with an intoxicated face, although there was an indescribable burning pain in his mouth, but the rich and multiple deliciousness made him completely forget all these discomforts, no, these spicy ones stimulated the sense of taste, making people take a bite and couldn't stop at all!

Seeing that Kongkong wiped out a few of the flowers of the underworld in his oil dish like a whirlwind and clouds, Blood Shura's abdomen couldn't help but sound a roar, she seemed to have just woken up from a dream at this time - there was only one flower in total, how many petals could there be, just when she hesitated just now, Kongkong alone destroyed most of the petals of the flower of the underworld. If he hesitates like this again, he won't be able to catch anything for a while! What a rare thing is the flower of the underworld that grows on the hot pot! If he misses it this time, where can they find it! How can they not grasp this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?!

Blood Shura and Chang Zhaowen joined the tasting team almost at the same time, especially Blood Shura, who fished out a petal of the Flower of the Underworld that was still dripping with crystal soup from the pot, and before she even had time to take a dip in the oil saucer, she couldn't wait to stuff it into her mouth and bite down hard.

"Wow, hot!" Blood Shura cried out in pain, she felt as if she had swallowed a burning fire, and the entire wall of her mouth was ravaged by the flames, so painful that her tears rushed out in an instant.

"Hey, didn't I make you an oil dish? You don't know how hot the bottom of this hot sauce pot is, spit it out!" Kongkong licked his lips, licked the delicious soup from his mouth unsatisfied, and said a cool word without being salty, staring at the fiery red in the pot with two eyes, and continuing to look for the precious delicacy floating in the fiery red.

Blood Shura's slap face was almost shrunk because of the pain, but her lips were still pursed, she just didn't open her mouth, and the burning pain in her mouth continued, but the delicious juice splashed out of the petals after a bite was simply unsatisfying, especially the wonderful oil mixed with hot pot brought her into a new world.

In addition to the spicy and fresh fragrance, Blood Shura felt that she had been hit by an indescribable "wild" domineering, and the domineering taste was blowing at her, she was powerless to resist, and she didn't want to resist at all, so she let herself indulge in this wonderful taste.

The magma-like hot pot base with this wonderful flower is absolutely delicious!

The Blood Shura had already forgotten all the amazement and shock he felt when he first saw the Flower of the Underworld bloom, and the stunning beauty was not worth mentioning in the face of the ultimate deliciousness! The only fly in the ointment was that this flower was so small that that the small petals were not enough to stuff the teeth. After only a few bites, it has already slipped down the esophagus and into the stomach. Everywhere I went, every cell was full and full because of the impact of food, so happy!

Blood Shura's eyes widened, the pot that was still heating was like a shipwreck hiding an extraordinary treasure, worth searching for again and again. She used her demonic power to detect the hot pot again and again, but she didn't find a piece of fish that slipped through the net, and couldn't help but shake her head in disappointment, she had just tasted the deliciousness, and she hadn't savored the doorway inside, but she found that this delicacy was no longer easy to find, for a foodie, the most painful and heart-wrenching torture in the world is nothing more than that, right?

"You should still have that ingredient essence, right?" Blood Shura grabbed Chang Zhaowu as if he suddenly remembered something, and stretched out his snow-white palm in front of the other party, "Take it out and add a little more to the hot pot!"

Chang Zhaowu lifted his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, his essence was definitely priceless, but this woman seemed to use it as fertilizer, which was too bullying!