Chapter 130: The Ultimate Pleasure of Taste Buds (2)

Chu Xiangjun closed his eyes, feeling his taste buds wrapped in numbness and spicy, wonderfully like wandering in the ocean of fire, excited and exciting, hot and hearty.

The whole person is on fire with this dish!

But obviously the surrounding environment is extremely hot, this hot and spicy dish, I don't feel heavy at all, the delicious food flowing in the dish is like the spiritual power that invades the body, which makes people feel very comfortable, this kind of comfortable enjoyment, but also makes the chopsticks in the hand can't stop at all.

It's so delicious, it's so delicious.

The appetite is unstoppable, and the delicious bubbles.

Chu Xiangjun felt that his vocabulary was so poor that it was not enough to describe this wonderful delicacy, and on the indigenous side, the situation was similar.

The natives frantically grabbed delicious food, and the tribal chief looked at it, his face was dark, what kind of system did he have such an unruly manner, and he didn't let himself eat two more bites of the tribal chief, but he was an official, and he had to enjoy some privileges.

"Ho ho clip, ho ho clip. ”

The tribal chief spoke, his voice was majestic, and it was also mixed with spiritual power, which made the natives who were originally coaxed and extremely happy to have one, two, three wooden people, and then, in a look of shame, the tribal chief shamelessly stretched out his hand to several plates at the same time, grabbing the dish without any image and eating it.

Chu Xiangjun closed his eyes and looked complacent.

This kind of extreme enjoyment of taste buds is really wonderful.

A drop of crystal clear sweat appeared on Chu Xiangjun's forehead, which ran down her cheeks, and her hands kept sending the dishes in the stone plate to her mouth - she didn't have time to wipe her sweat.

What does it mean to be unstoppable, that's it.

Chu Xiangjun picked up the chopsticks and tasted other dishes one bite after another, seeing Chu Xiangjun eating so happily, the corners of Xiahou Qin's mouth rose slightly, and his expression was satisfied, while the tribal chief's daughter was not happy.

"Ho Ho Ho Clip!"

The tribal chief's daughter rushed over, snatched the stone plate from Chu Xiangjun's hand, and then roared at her.

Xiahou Qin frowned slightly, and his eyes searched for Shangguan Mou in the crowd, but it was a pity that this translator was too incompetent, at this moment, he actually ran to the crazy and food-grabbing indigenous group to feast on the food he cooked with them, completely forgetting about the work he should do as a translator + presiding over the work.

So, what did the indigenous woman just mean?

"Ho ho clip, ho ho clip. ”

Xiahou Qin was guessing, and the indigenous woman in her mouth boiled after eating Xiahou Qin's vegetables, she ran to Xiahou Qin, showed him the stone plate that she had licked cleanly, and kept calling with surprise on her face.

It seems that this indigenous woman has been poisoned by Xiahou Qin!

The corners of Chu Xiangjun's mouth twitched, Xiahou Qin frowned slightly, dodged to the side in disgust, and distanced herself from her, but the indigenous girl didn't notice Xiahou Qin's boredom with her at all, but rubbed hard next to Xiahou Qin, rubbing at him while rubbing, Chu Xiangjun saw the aboriginal girl in such a posture, guessing that she was probably admiring the delicious dishes made by Xiahou Qin.

A hot and spicy Sichuan meal, the taste of the aborigines who eat it opens a new door.

The ten plates were licked and shiny, and even the peppers and peppercorns used for the side dishes were eaten clean by the natives, and after eating, the natives' eyes were full of intimacy and flattery, and four big words were written directly on their faces: I haven't eaten enough, and Xiahou Qin glanced at Chu Xiangjun, signaling that they were playing a game, and it was time to eat another contestant's gourmet food.