Perhaps, it is because his strength is too weak, or because he is loved by everyone, the little fresh meat that blooms when he sees flowers, and the harmless appearance of humans and animals, that he is treated differently?

Involuntarily touching the smooth and delicate skin, it should be like this!

It's definitely not because of the bloodline of the Lord of Food.

In his self-absorption, Ziopra took the birdcage in his hand, quickly closed the lilac door, sat down at the round table, and turned to Yevre.

Looking at the iceberg-cold face of the dead man, Yevre hurriedly walked to Ceophrla's side and bent down.

"Master Ziophra, what are you going to do?"

Ziophra seemed to have lifted the seal of the five senses, seriously opened the birdcage, and threw out the still languishing Lias.

Lias lay obediently on the stool, like a dead fish, motionless.

"Lias, don't pretend! this is your partner's own food, why don't you get bigger and taste it?" Everything will be said when you are full!"

Damn! Lias's physical talents are all clearly felt, so how much of a sin he has suffered.

With his own understanding of Lias, if it weren't for the exhaustion of mountains, it would be impossible to take the initiative to expose his killer features.

Ziophra is really the boss of the peak realm of the Xuan Rank, which is daunting, and his heart trembles!

"Oh!"

Lias replied weakly, and his godless compound eyes instantly gained a few more glimmers of brilliance.

His body shook violently, like a pendulum.

The six-legged monster, which was six feet tall, appeared in Yevre's eyes again.

"Yevre, your craftsmanship seems to be better!

Lias gulped down a few mouthfuls of the meat before greeting Jevre vaguely.

Lias, who hadn't eaten for a long time, should have been really hungry.

Yevre looked up at Ziophra, who was still cold, and didn't dare to say more, quietly looking at Lias, who didn't look like he was eating.

What a bitter thing for you, poor little thing!

You are really not a powerful old monster, you are just a trickster who deceives the budding newcomers, otherwise where will you fall into the hands of the demon warlock at the peak of the Xuan Rank realm.

used to blow so awesomely, scaring the air, but now I can't play anymore, but it still affects myself.

You should suffer a little to be honest.

It's just that, looking at the situation in front of me, my magic dream is estimated to be far away.

The more Lias ate, the more fragrant he became, and he didn't stop for a moment, and with a lot of phantoms, he swept away the greedy meat and the refreshing white meat with garlic in front of him.

But it's okay, Yevre still has a large portion unserved, which is ready to honor Ciophra.

At least let Lias test and prove his innocence before daring to let Ziophra try it.

When the leader of the crazy scales ate hot pot before, he had seen the process of the tsundere's four-armed magic dish, and Yevre didn't dare to die by himself.

Looking up at Ziophra, whose expression had obviously changed a little, and his nose twitched slightly, Lias felt that the time was ripe for a risk.

"Master Ziophra, the small craft is actually very good, you can try it. And Lias has tried, and there is certainly nothing out of the ordinary. ”

Before the words fell, Lias turned his head and glared at Yevre with a complicated expression, but he didn't say a word, and continued to fight to the death with the mandarin duck hot pot on the table.

Sample, what if you are dissatisfied, honestly hold back, I don't believe that in front of the demon warlock, you dare to talk back.

"Since you've said so, I'll try it reluctantly. These dishes of yours should be unique craftsmanship, and I have never seen them in Halls City before. ”

Ziophra had a step to go down, and reluctantly stretched out his poisonous hand to a piece of brightly colored back pot meat, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it deeply, slowly stuffed it into his small mouth, and chewed it carefully.

Full of fresh and fragrant, spicy mouth, crispy and elastic taste, it instantly makes Ziophra a little more human.

Before he could swallow the meat, Ziophra couldn't help but speed up his eating a little.

The hand of sin reached out to the white meat of the garlic in an instant, squinted his eyes, and after enjoying it beautifully, he learned the appearance of Lias, and concentrated on the scalding of the sliced meat.

Yevre, who was standing respectfully on the side, watched in amazement as the dead side of the iceberg melted away little by little, and before he knew it, he returned to his normal complexion.

However, Yevre didn't dare to say much, and even the original plan of eating cold meat was put on hold for the time being.

There's no way, looking at Ziophran's gradually addicted appearance, don't make extraneous branches and do more useless work.

Yevre waited and waited in this manner, until the spare plates of ingredients were all used, and the round table that was swept away was left with a humming Lias and a satisfied face.

Look at your pretend, it's not that you've been conquered by a few dishes, I don't believe you'll still draw your own blood and study some messy things.

Fortunately, there is a "super seasoning" bonus, otherwise Yevre would still not be sure to make Ziopra addicted.

Infused with thirty percent of the blood breath, it is enough to increase the effectiveness of the forbidden seasoning by several grades, and the addiction is also stronger.

This is a secret weapon that has been obtained after in-depth research in recent times.

Fortunately, this guy has no common sense, and completely copied the back kitchen of Tallis Restaurant, and prepared the taboo.

He didn't have the guts to secretly use the reserves in the storage ring, who knows if Ziophra has any weird means to be able to detect the slightest spatial fluctuations.

Once you've formed a long-term eating habit, don't want to take it out of the palm of your hand.

As for Lias, who cares about being hit by the pond fish!

Anyway, I tried it, and that thing was easily absorbed by the third talent, and then turned into its nutrients, without any negative effects.

Maybe this talent will continue to evolve, and it can turn any highly toxic substance into its own nourishment.

"Yevre, you dish, so-so, you will be able to eat it. I'll send another batch of ingredients tomorrow, you can do it well!"

Ziophra's face gradually turned to flatten, and he turned to look at Lias, who had eaten and drunk enough, turned back to his original form, and collapsed on a metal bench.

"Leas, will you go in by yourself? or let me throw it in. ”

"Don't, don't bother you, I'd better go by myself. ”

Hearing this, Lias couldn't help but shudder, so he fanned the small wings behind his head, got into the birdcage in an orderly manner, and then lay down quietly, and looked at the stunned Yevre with a complicated expression.

Is this still the child's tempered Lias?

Sure enough, it's a thing down to a thing, and the brine points tofu!

Lias, who prides himself on being a bull, doesn't know what torture he has experienced, but he can endure great shame.

Silently looking at the two people who disappeared behind the door of the dark room, Yevre, who was full of embarrassment, cleaned up the table in an orderly manner.

This guy Lias is probably really hungry, and he even drank the broth in the white pot.

Shaking his head, he cleaned the utensils one by one with the little water left.

Walking slowly back to the stove, I was ready to make cold meat.

Looking at the gluttony they eat, they are also a little hungry.

Besides, he is under house arrest in this enclosed space, and there is nothing to do, so it is better to study the dishes carefully and see if he can make some unusual changes with the help of blood breath.

Pour a large amount of transparent grease into the washed pan, wait for it to be hot, quickly pour in the marinated and fishy meat strips, quickly fry them for a while, and wait for the skin to change color and lock the moisture of the meat strips, and then quickly scoop up and drain them.

Remove the scorching flame crystal, wait for the hot grease to be poured repeatedly, and after it cools down quickly, the second re-frying is carried out.

The cooling process just now, with the help of Lias or a demon warlock, can be easily solved with a spell such as a cooling technique, and it doesn't need to be so time-consuming and laborious.

Shaking his head and putting the unrealistic idea out of his mind, Jevre went on busy.

Remove and drain the meat strips after the second re-frying.

Pour only a little oil skin into the pan, add chili pepper and an appropriate amount of Sichuan pepper at low temperature, and slowly fry over low heat until fragrant.

Pour the drained meat strips into a frying pan, add an appropriate amount of salt and crushed cinnamon and star anise, and then pour in a certain red hot pot base, stir-fry evenly back and forth, and then pour in a lot of water.

When the strange amber water flooded the chocolate-colored strips of meat, a few scorching flame crystals were added and the fire boiled.

The gurgling sound of boiling, accompanied by curling white smoke, and the smell of meat in the nose, aroused the gluttonous worms in Yevre's belly.

Endure the hunger and thirst in the stomach, and quietly integrate the "super emphasis on flavors".

Five percent is about the same, enough to enjoy a meal of top-notch cold meat with all the color, flavor and flavor.

Nearly one hundred and fifty pounds of this ingredient, two-thirds of which was left for Ziophra, could barely make it easy for him to get by.

It's a pity that there is no tangerine peel, and I haven't found a substitute, so I can only settle for it, and I can't experience the original Zigong cuisine.

I don't even have beef, and it's a vain idea to think about it, so I can only reminisce in my dreams.

The aroma is getting stronger and stronger, and the fire quickly drains the red soup, which also makes the chocolate-colored meat strips more and more flavorful.

When there was not much left of the red soup, he quickly removed the scorching flame crystal.

Even if the flame spar is now as bright and shining as a ruby, it must be laid off.

The only remaining flame spar was still heating the huge pan over low heat, and Yevre couldn't wait to pour in the chili powder, peppercorn powder, and fine sugar, and after carefully stirring it evenly, he continued to patiently warm it for a while.

A layer of shiny grease slowly seeps into the place, putting a crystal clear coat on the beautiful cold meat.

Remove from the pot and serve on three plates.

One of them, weighing nearly 100 pounds, was a dinner for Ziophra.

Dinner? Or maybe lunch?

Forget it, I don't have any concept of time to stay here anyway, it doesn't matter.

The remaining two plates, one serving about forty-five pounds, were to be enjoyed after they had cooled slowly.

Eating meat cold, as the name suggests, is also delicious after it is cold, and it has a different flavor.

As for the small portion of cold meat that weighed less than ten pounds in Jevre's hand, it was, of course, to be eaten immediately.

The stomach is beating like a drum, at least to meet its needs first.

I haven't heard of any chef going hungry.

Weight loss or anorexia are exceptions.

Sitting on a metal stool, he picked up a strip of meat at random and tasted it carefully.

It is indeed fragrant enough, and this spicy aroma has a rich meaty flavor in the middle, which is not found in ordinary food stalls.

At the beginning of the mouth, a tight taste hits the mouth.

It's not a mouth-to-mouth slag, nor is it a smooth, elastic, firm strip of meat, which is very chewy.

But the more you chew it, the more delicious it becomes.

The spicy is mixed with a little numbness, and the salty fragrance has a hint of sweetness, which is obviously not an authentic Zigong taste, but it is unique, and it is easier for people to never get tired of eating.

I don't know if an authentic traditional Sichuan cuisine technician will come here one day, whether he will cry.

If you change randomly, you will be asked to innovate, and the whole four are not like.

At least from my own experience, there are many chefs who stick to traditional techniques, but they scoff at the innovative Sichuan cuisine and new Sichuan cuisine that are blooming everywhere in Rongcheng.

There was once a well-known technician who had no temper in the face of an Internet celebrity restaurant on Spring Road that improved Kung Pao Chicken into a Thai taste.

Yevre, who had watched the intimidating war, expressed deep sympathy for the pitiful Internet celebrity pavilion that had to take off the shelves of new dishes in the end.

Fortunately, he is not famous enough, and he takes a slightly more innovative route, otherwise he would have sunk a long time ago.