"Halloween Eyeballs."

This is the recipe chosen by Xia Yan, of course, judging from the actual appearance and collocation on the dinner plate, it is more appropriate to call it "Bloody Eye Salad".

The "Complete Eyeball of the Changing Sea Spirit", almost untouched, was stacked in the middle of the plate.

The palm-sized eyeballs are surrounded by a muddy "blood stain".

What about the actual situation.

In fact, it is a pulp made by putting the red dragon fruit pulp into a food processor and crushing it.

In addition, the rest of the fruit is apparently chosen with a certain formula, not pears, avocados, and chocolate beans, which are common in Halloween Western recipes, but mushrooms, jams, soft things that appear to be flour balls, and peeled white plant roots.

"Huh?"

Erina couldn't care about the collapsed family atmosphere, and looked at the dinner plate in a daze, her beautiful eyes wide open.

"Elf mushrooms, jam made from carnivorous vine fruits, croutons made from carnivorous vine starch, and fresh vegetable stems from carnivorous vines." She read word by word, discerning the ingredients on the plate.

The old man Senzaemon coughed:

"And the fruit of Athalia."

"Hmm, from the analysis of the fugitive compound odor, that kind of rich coffee bean flavor is probably 'dragon coffee bean'?"

"Forget the worries, night sage, is certain, the autumn finals are over, and I almost have the flavor of these two materials engraved in my head."

"What else ......?"

Senzaemon's gaze froze.

He's a pseudo-dragon chef looking for a breakthrough.

It's a bit hard to see through the dishes on the plate, obviously the recipes and collocations have been placed in front of you, but the combination and arrangement of these "materials", the internal structure and formula, are like a thick fog, looking at the past, the outline of the scene can be faintly seen, but if you want to see it really, you can never break through a step.

Erina bit her lower lip and said a little unwillingly:

"Ah, damn it, it's all ingredients unlocked in the group store, why do you stinky guy put it on the plate, it gives people a feeling of rebirth and rejuvenation."

"Hey, don't compare me with ordinary students, if you limit yourself to the two ingredients of forget-worry grass and night sage, I can also serve dishes that will surprise you." Xia Yan knocked her on the head amusedly.

Next to him, Nakamura Thistle and Nagi Kinaki listened to the questions and answers of these three people, and suddenly felt - the era of adults has changed?

Forget the worries, the night sage.

It was the final of the recent autumn audition.

As for the carnivorous vines, dragon coffee beans, and Athriania fruit, they have also heard of the fact that the "Dark Castle" restaurant has been operating normally and has gradually become a new vane in the neon dark cuisine industry.

But if you actually touch it, get it in real thing, test it or cook it.

Not once.

But why do Erina and Senzaemon all seem to know each other very well, and they seem to have eaten until they vomit?

"Auntie, are you still satisfied?" Xia Yan asked knowingly, and looked at Nagi Shinnagi, whose sitting posture had completely collapsed.

Well, his face is crimson, and his eyes are watery.

This apparently "drugged" succeeded.

The smell alone made this fastidious, mature woman with the curse of God's tongue, unable to help herself.

But this kind of questioning is not aimed at a cowardly and arrogant little girl.

Nagi snorted, and said fiercely: "Thank you so much, I am very satisfied, old lady, and I will start tasting your craftsmanship with Chef Xia, and with a. O special executive standard, give an absolutely fair evaluation! ”

Mother?

This mother-in-law, no, this eldest sister is really ...... Xia Yan's mouth opened slightly.

"Where's the fork—" Nagi Managi leaned his upper body completely forward, and the considerable murderous object was pressed against the low table on the tatami mat, his breathing was slightly short, and his eyes swept around and he didn't find the utensils.

"Ahem, wait a minute, this dish is still one step away!"

Xia Yan went to the back kitchen of the main mangi and quickly returned with a strange square-headed kitchen knife.

Erina was stunned, "This knife is ......"

Senzaemon suddenly got up: "Chinese kitchen knife...... Eternal Sword?! ”

"Why are there Chinese kitchen knives in the main kitchen?" Nagi was stunned, "Did the owner hire a chef who specializes in Chinese cuisine, I remember that in the past, the house was usually only equipped with Western and Japanese utensils. ”

Erina glanced at her mother, who was full of shock, "No, the kitchen of the house is still full of Western and Japanese kitchenware. ”

She can't say that Xia Yan actually took out her own kitchen utensils from the "backpack", right?

For the way to fetch items from the inventory.

The girl who is already a "veteran player" of the "China Banban" park is very familiar.

"Old man, it's not the [Eternal Spirit Knife]." Xia Yan changed his grip to grasp, and grabbed the back of the square-headed kitchen knife with one hand, so that the handle was exposed.

The relief of the phoenix spreading its wings surrounds the handle of an unknown material, and the tail is a lifelike bird's head.

Therefore, this is the [Garuda Knife], not the [Eternal Spirit Knife].

These two sister knives, if you put aside the Tyrannosaurus pattern and Ruifeng pattern, the only difference in appearance lies in the carved beast of the handle.

"It's the Garuda Knife." Xia Yan said softly.

His gaze swept over the old man, Erina, who was still confused, and he continued to add:

"It was an easter egg after winning the "Wanfuqiao Cooking Competition", and Chen gave me the treasure map, and with the help of the Zhu Qitian King, I successfully found the sleeping location of the legendary kitchenware."

Thistle Nakamura and Nagi Managi: ???

Legendary kitchenware?

The two felt that they couldn't keep up with the chat channel again.

"We all knew about these things in the live broadcast, and you explained the cause and effect." Erina shook her hand, "The key is, why can the kitchenware of "China Banban" Park be summoned in reality? ”

"That's the point!"

Senzaemon nodded, and his granddaughter's question was the core of what he wanted to ask.

Reality? Xia Yan let out a "heh", and the corners of his mouth curled: "If you want to, and get some special kitchen utensils, you can also open the group chat panel, call the system, and unlock the dimensional backpack." ”

'Dimensional Backpack' is a new feature that Xia Yan plans to update in the next stage of the group chat, of course, to consume group points, and each grid is gradually unlocked.

At present, the mainstream player group locked in the world of "Zhonghua Yiban" cannot enjoy it, and they do not have this need, but the people in the world of halberd are different, they are special users, and it is impossible to be limited to one or two dimensional planes in the future.

Hear the words.

The grandfather and granddaughter suddenly looked hot.

"Bang!"

Nagi Managi, who was already tortured by her appetite, couldn't help but slap the table and yelled: "Don't hang the old lady's appetite here, hurry up, complete the last step you said for me!" ”

Xia Yan chuckled: "Okay, this will give you the highest quality service." ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

Hold the [Garuda Knife] normally.

I finished slicing the palm-sized eyeball.

After doing it, Xia Yan retreated.

Nagi Managi seemed impatient, clenched the fork, stabbed a slice of eyeballs stained with dragon juice, and swallowed it in one gulp, the fork continued to stab other ingredients, and quickly sent it into his mouth.

The originally beautiful melon seed face instantly stretched out and swelled, and the appearance was about to collapse.

"Swallow saliva~"

Not far away.

Nakamura thistle saw the woman who had been on hunger strike for many years, and she ate it like a wolf, and she suddenly couldn't calm down, and her appetite seemed to be rushed out, eroding her reason.

"I, I'm ......," Nakamura said.

Suddenly, Nagi Shinnagi cast a vigilant gaze.

The fork in his hand is swept by the wind.

With the other hand, he guarded the food and firmly wrapped the plate around his chest.

Nakamura thistle: "......"

I held my breath and my heart ached.

What about the good one-day husband and wife?

Why is it delicious and each of them is flying?