"How's that, compared to your prismatic war pig roasting trotters?" Steve asked with a smile as he looked at Tony, who was holding the plate and adding a clean piece of minced garlic.

"If you had told me there were such delicious crayfish here, there wouldn't be that bloody roasted pig's trotters." Tony said with a somewhat complicated expression.

"It doesn't seem like a great experience for you." Steve shrugged, the Abyss Demon Clan was already above the top, although Tony was well-known in the food circle, but for those Abyss Demons who rode big pigs, they were not distinguished guests who needed to be taken seriously, otherwise they wouldn't need to stay there for five days to eat roast pig's trotters.

"I think I've fallen in love with Carapace Island, the salty sea breeze, the nice and polite waiters, and the delicious garlic crayfish are an incredible experience." Tony exclaimed, putting down the bowl, still a little unsatisfied.

Steve looked at the remaining spicy crayfish and thirteen spiced crayfish, looked up at McGonagall and said, "Boss, spicy or thirteen spices, which flavor is stronger?" ”

"This doesn't need to be asked, with so many seasonings in Thirteen Spices, the taste must be heavier, of course, I will eat spicy first." Tony chuckled, a little speechless at Steve's question.

"Personally, I recommend eating thirteen spices first." McGonagall replied calmly.

"Huh?" Tony was stunned.

"Okay." Stephen answered, grabbed the thirteen-spiced crayfish, looked at Tony again and said, "Don't underestimate Boss Mai's spiciness, it will make you regret it." ”

"Oh, what's that, I've tasted the volcanic chili roasted whole sheep of the volcanic island of the volcanic island, and I can't deal with a spicy crayfish." Tony said with a relaxed face, not taking Steve's words to heart at all, but after hesitating for a moment, he still chose to attack the thirteen spiced crayfish first.

Compared with the mild and specific aroma of garlic, the flavor of thirteen spiced crayfish is more complex and layered, that is, the fragrance of many spices is combined, and it is actually mixed into the same shrimp.

When cooking food, the chef should avoid messiness, which will not only destroy the taste of the food itself, but also cause the taste of the food to become strange due to the clash of smells.

In the Alcatraz Islands, chefs use only three or four very common spices, which are mostly used to remove fishy smells and simply season, so that the seafood caught from the sea and the wild products produced on the island can maximize their delicious taste.

But it was incredible that McGonagall had added thirteen spices and spices to such a crayfish, or even more.

Tony sniffed the scent, frowning slightly, he hadn't been able to smell any of the spices except for sure there was sea salt in there.

For a food critic who claims to have an excellent sense of smell, this is a bit frustrating for him.

However, the large number of spices does not make the fragrance confusing and unacceptable, and if you feel it carefully, you will have a wonderful sense of layering that you are attracted to step by step.

"It's hard to tell if a chef has a random combination of flavors or if they deliberately create such a wonderful taste, but whether they can make the same flavor every time is a test of the chef's ability." Tony was thoughtful, and he also broke off the shrimp brain, removed the shrimp shell, exposed the full shrimp yellow, and then took a sip.

The plump shrimp roe has been soaked in the soup, the delicious shrimp roe, and the complex fragrance collision, the taste buds are a little uncomfortable at first, it seems that for a while I don't know what taste should be fed back to the brain first, and then there seems to be some kind of agreement between the spices and spices, and all kinds of flavors begin to appear on the scene, and begin to bloom their own wonderful taste.

numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant, sweet, tender...... There was a surprise battle going on in the mouth, and without the slightest suspense, Tony was defeated on all fronts.

At this moment, he finally admitted the boss's words, there are definitely no less than thirteen spices added to it, and the number will only be more.

Moreover, the richness of the flavours and the surprising layering of the chef reveal the chef's extraordinary memory of the use of spices.

After swallowing it, the aftertaste is endless, one bite after another, and the delicious food can't be stopped!

This sinking thirteen incense, Tony has completely knelt down.

"This thirteen spiced crayfish is not weaker than garlic crayfish, and on the Devil Islands, none of them can beat it." Tony gave a thumbs up, then skillfully peeled the shrimp shell, eating the shrimp meat soaked in thirteen spice soup.

After eating thirteen spiced crayfish, Tony's eyes were fixed on the last spicy crayfish, garlic crayfish and thirteen spiced crayfish had brought him too many surprises, the mild garlic crayfish, the rich thirteen spiced crayfish, had satisfied all his imagination of shrimp.

And what's so special about this spicy crayfish?

In fact, he doesn't have much expectation in his heart, after all, it is not easy for a chef to have an amazing specialty dish, and if he wants to do everything well, such a chef often can't do anything well.

"Sure enough, Ma Xiao is my favorite." Steve had already grabbed the spicy crayfish and ate it with relish, exhaling heavily, finding a gap to take a sip of a cold beer, and then took a long sigh of relief, the satisfaction on his face made everyone watching couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth.

"Is that an exaggeration?" Tony was suspicious, but he also reached out and grabbed the crayfish, peeled off the back of the shrimp directly, took out a piece of shrimp meat, dipped it in the red soup, and then took a big bite.

The numbness and spiciness, blooming on the tip of the tongue, are more intense than the thirteen-spiced crayfish, so that the taste buds that have been active for a long time and are a little tired will instantly rise into the air and begin to frantically cater to the spicy taste.

Tony's face turned red all of a sudden, there are few demon races on the Devil Islands that like spicy, so he is not good at eating spicy, but as a professional gourmet, ordinary spicy taste does not make him have much reaction, but this numb and spicy feeling is like a needle suddenly pierced in his buttocks, which gives him a thrill.

The numbness on the tip of the tongue didn't last long, and after chewing the shrimp meat that had absorbed the spicy broth, the delicious and spicy flavor began to appear, bringing an incomparable wonderful experience.

"Shhh...... Call...... Hiss...... Whew......"

Taking a bite of lobster meat, Tony exhaled heavily, in addition to being delicious, spicy was his strongest feeling, and fine beads of sweat were already on his forehead, a strong taste he had never experienced, stronger than the bloody roasted pig's trotters yesterday.

"It's best to have a cold beer at times like these." Steve gestured to his glass, then took a big sip of his head.

"That's right, wine!" Tony's eyes lit up, and he also picked up the wine glass on the table, the black stone texture of the glass was cold to the hand, which made him feel a sense of shock, and he couldn't wait to take a big sip.

"Whew-"

A voice automatically rang in his head.

"Cool!"

Tony exclaimed!