"Although the little devil meat is the lowest fantasy ingredient, its meat quality is very special, it is composed of fibers that are twisted into twist flowers comparable to hair strands, so that the small twist fibers are twisted into hemp flower fibers, and finally ridiculed by the reincarnation priest as twist muscles. Knowing that Qin Mo was unfamiliar with the fantasy ingredients in the fantasy world, the fat man explained it to him on the spot.

Qin Mo looked at the fat man strangely and said, "I don't see it, you are also very good at fantasy ingredients." ”

"Hehe, businessman, you need to know a little bit about everything in order to make a business. ”

"The fat brother is right, this kind of little devil meat, the most common way to do it is to make noodles, meat noodles. Uncle Yan looked at the fat man with teachable eyes.

"Meat noodles?!There are even slim noodles made of pure meat. Qin Mo was stunned, and when he looked at the scene again, he saw Yan Xi and Mira each showing their own methods, and they smashed the seemingly skinless little devil's thigh meat into shredded meat strips.

"Such a subtle true qi control actually penetrates deep into the flesh of the little devil with gluttonous qi, dispersing the structure of the twisting of the meat fibers, without harming the flesh in the slightest. Qin Mo looked at Yan Xi intently, just slapped his hand on the little devil's meat continuously, and the delicate leg meat instantly dispersed into silk strips.

"Namira is not bad," Uncle Yan said solemnly: "It's actually just fixing the two ends of the leg meat, and hitting it continuously, so that the little devil meat resonates and breaks off each other's fiber connections from the inside." ”

"Little Devil Meat belongs to the Abyss Fantasy Ingredients, and before actually making meat noodles, it is necessary to remove the rotten and depraved qi of Little Devil Meat like removing the fishy smell, this step is very important and is one of the keys to the final product. The fat man continued.

"The fat brother is only right about one thing, in addition to removing the corrupt and depraved qi, it is also necessary to retain and force out the essence of the little devil's flesh. Uncle Yan corrected.

"Oh, what is the essence of the little devil meat?" Qin Mo said curiously, seeing the fat man's depressed face, he felt quite amused.

"Abyssal fantasy creatures, in the final analysis, belong to the dark nature, so all dark creatures have mysteries. The essence of tranquility and longevity. This kind of essential cooking skills cannot be reflected, and this kung fu will test the chef's skills. In this respect, Mira has an advantage, and her spice inequality can fully play this aspect to the fullest. Uncle Yan explained.

Sure enough, Qin Mo looked at Mira's movements again, and he could see that Mira was different from Yan Xi in terms of the condiments he had prepared for the marinade of the little devil's meat. While Mira is known for her visionary ability to copy her rivals' recipes, her culinary skills are more than that.

The processing of the little devil meat has been behind for a while, that is, about the boiling of the broth, and for a bowl of noodles, the role of the broth is self-evident.

The Cerberus leg bone that I took out earlier became the protagonist of the dashi, and for the same reason, the advance processing of dark creature ingredients is essential.

"The most essential part of the leg bone of the Cerberus should be the bone marrow part," Seeing that the fat man didn't make a sound again, Uncle Yan smiled with satisfaction, and dared to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong, "The bone marrow is slurry as a whole, and after the death of the Cerberus, it will quickly turn into jelly, so if you want to remove the decay and stale gas in it, you need a special base soup filtration, and even neutralization, which is very complicated." Of course, due to the different recipes of the base soup, the bone marrow soup that comes out in the end will not be the same. ”

At this point, Yan Xi and Mira began to polarize, Yan Xi used fire when dealing with bone marrow, with gluttonous qi to freely control the flame, on top of the soup pot, there was a layer of fishy black clouds formed by evaporated impurities, every once in a while, Yan Xi needed to take gluttony in his mouth and blow away the fishy black clouds.

Mira, on the other hand, relies entirely on a specially blended base soup, a base soup based on spice inequalities, which condenses all the essence of the bone marrow into small particles, which are blocked on the strainer, and those decaying and stale gases are all filtered by the strainer.

Cerberus removes the bone marrow's leg bone treatment, which is even more special, it actually uses a lot of bright fantasy ingredients, such as light slime gum, black and white salt, sun leaves, etc., which has the dual effect of softening and "removing fish", and the final product actually looks like a piece of white meat, crystal clear and white, and a fragrance that is intoxicating to people floats out irrepressibly.

Not surprisingly, both men's first experiments failed. But everyone could see that Mira's spice inequality had taken advantage of it.

"It's not that using dark fantasy ingredients can make delicious food for the undead. Uncle Yan looked at Yan Xi's busy voice and said.

"Oh?!, so what's the key to winning or losing?"

Uncle Yan took a sip of wine and said, "It's food." ”

"Is it foody?" As a person who is not in the food industry, Qin Mo does not know much about food.

Seeing Qin Mo's doubts, Uncle Yan explained: "Just like practicing swords can only be regarded as entering the house if you comprehend the sword intent, the same is true for chefs, and food righteousness is the sword intent in their hands. ”

Qin Mo understood: "Then what is the meaning of Captain Yan's comprehension?"

"She hasn't grasped the meaning of food yet. Uncle Yan hugged his chest and said seriously.

"What? The fat man spurted out a mouthful of old blood, "Since she hasn't comprehended the meaning of food, how dare you bet so much?" and caught up with our boss, and the fat man only said this sentence in his heart.

Uncle Yan smiled heartily: "Haha, how can you force out the potential of Xiaoxi's child without pressure, she has great potential in cooking, but her comprehension of food is always so bad, if she can take this opportunity to comprehend food righteousness, what is the pity of a silver prop." ”

Hearing this, the fat man couldn't help pouting, your Yan family has a big business, and a silver prop naturally doesn't care very much, but our Black Sheep Pirates are small and small, isn't this a pit for our captain? But this fat man seems to have completely forgotten the fact that the bet was completely made by Qin Mo, and he single-mindedly deducted the fault on Uncle Yan and the others.

Uncle Yan, the dark psychology of the fat man, did not know it, and unconsciously two hours in the outside world, two days passed in the time barrier, and the recipes of Yan Xi and the two gradually took shape in several experiments. Occasionally, the two added a lot of fantasy ingredients as an aid in the process of experimentation. The recipes presented are already very different from the first time.

And Mira is even more perverted, she has super vision, and in the process of perfecting, she has absorbed a lot of the essence of Yan Xi's cooking, and her advantages are clear at a glance.

On the last day, the two spent half a day cooking with a new look, and almost at the same time, the two pasta dishes were completed. Strangely, the two bowls of noodles presented in the crowd are two extremes.

A bowl of white light is shiny, and every meat noodle and every drop of broth seems to exude a faint glow, soft but not dazzling, giving people a taste of hope.

Another bowl is as black as ink, the meat noodles give a mysterious elegance, and the soup is like a star, as if people are deeply immersed in it.

"What is this bowl of noodles called?" asked Elizabeth, curiously looking at the fleshy noodles that radiated divine hope. When the fork stirred the face, it shone with seven colors.

"Heaven looks up. Yan Xi pondered for a moment and said.

"And what about this dark face?" asked Barbossa and Sparrow at about the same time.

"The fall of hell. Mira didn't even think about it, so she said her name, and when she was done, she looked at Yan Xi elegantly with her chest crossed, looking like she was winning. The burst clothes almost made the fat man look out of the eye.

Almost everyone present was given a small bowl, Qin Mo didn't say anything, and immediately picked up Yan Xi's Heavenly Yang and ate it. Everyone also chose their favorite bowl according to their own preferences and ate it. It can be seen that almost all of the pirates in the audience chose the fall of hell to eat first, and only chatters such as William Turner and Elizabeth chose to start with the Heaven's Fall.

As soon as the meat entered his mouth, a stream of gravy burst in his mouth, Qin Mo's mind went blank, and then he felt his body begin to sink continuously.

"Here it is... Hell?" Qin Mo looked around, a large number of magma lava fountains rushed out from Qin Mo's feet, the black pressure of the clouds could not be seen at a glance, on top of a volcano, an unimaginable Balo Flame Demon stood on the top of the mountain, and countless abyssal monsters surrounded the Baro Flame Demon on the volcano to charge forward one after another. And he was the fire demon.

Suddenly, the thick black cloud was torn apart by the light of the Dao like a crack, revealing a soft light like silk satin, sprinkled on Qin Mo's body, and the originally tyrannical and impatient mentality suddenly disappeared in this light, and wisps of yearning and hope for the light rose from his heart.

"Being in hell and looking up at heaven, is this the origin of heaven's admiration?" Qin Mo couldn't help but sigh as he savored the changes in his heart. The light seemed to tell me that even in hell, never give up hope for the light.

The book demon on the other side is also savoring Mira's fall into hell, "Is this so, let the heart taste the whole process of falling from light to darkness, and this darkness is not one-sided evil, but encompasses the tranquility of the universe, as if reaching the extreme of eternal darkness." ”

A moment later, everyone put down their utensils.

Qin Mo spoke up first: "Mira won." ”

The book demon looked at Qin Mo and sighed, "But she also lost." ”

Qin Mo nodded approvingly: "Yes, in the end, Yan Xi won." ”

The fat man looked left and right, he was extremely unhappy with Qin Mo and the two of them playing dumb riddles, what won and lost, whether they won or lost. Among those present, only Uncle Yan smiled slightly after hearing the answer between Qin Mo and the two, and he knew it in his chest.

"So, let's start judging. Qin Mo looked at the three people who were judging.

The six bowls of meat noodles on the table were already empty.

Sparrow patted his stomach exaggeratedly, and didn't comment much, and directly voted for Hellfall: "I, vote for Hellfall." ”

Hearing this, the fat man looked at Qin Mo, and couldn't help but slander in his heart, boss, didn't you just say that Yan Xi won?

Before I thought about it, the slap in the face came, making the fat man obese to the next level in minutes.

"Quack, then I vote for Heaven Yang. ”

"Mine too, Heaven Gaze. Elizabeth concluded.