That's it, separated by tens of meters.

In front of Fukatsu, under the gaze of all the kitchen demons, Huai Shi put the cocktail bottle on the counter, poured 200 ml of pure water, turned around, opened the refrigerator, and took out two pieces of ice-free ice.

Throw it into the pot and close the lid.

And then that's it.

Never put anything in again.

With the muffled sound of ice cubes colliding, the flask spun around in Miss Suko's hand, flew up deftly, and after crossing an arc in the air, it fell again.

Like a tame animal.

The flask jumped, tumbled, and swayed nimbly between Huaishi's arms and ten fingers, and if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't some magician's trick, it almost made one think that he had an invisible rope tied to the pot in his hand to make such an amazing and rich movement.

It's dazzling.

He didn't handle the ingredients, he didn't light the stove, he didn't even use any tools.

Just casually tossing and shaking the cocktail in his hand in the arena, as if he wanted to make a cappuccino for the aunts present.

But that's not what Cappuccino did.

And everyone could clearly see that there was no coffee in the pot, not even a single soybean.

As if a joke.

It's incomprehensible.

"What is he doing?"

"Juggling?"

"Aren't you bartending?" Vladimir scratched his chin and said suspiciously, "There are also chefs who focus on drinks, right? ”

Yarum, dressed as a hippie, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Is this called bartending?

He could bet that if there was only one gram of alcohol in the bottle, he would eat that bottle with cephalosporin in it today. It's just fucking ice water, isn't it?!

"Roar, pleasing to the eye is also part of the cooking show......"

Guo Lao Kitchen Demon still maintains the appearance of the late stage of Alzheimer's disease, and he looks very powerful, which makes people angry.

However, in the gray spots and white eyes, the pupils shrank slightly, and a faint electric light flashed.

Wangqi method.

The essentia technique of searching for the dragon and breaking the acupoint and measuring the earth's qi veins was used in his eyes, and at that moment, he keenly sensed that something was wrong......

What is that?

In Huaishi's hands, the strange fluctuations hidden inside the bartender.

Like a vague whirlpool, it rotates silently, without any heat diffusion, but draws all the heat and puts it into it continuously.

The temperature of the entire underground space was faintly lowered, but few people could detect this subtle change.

It was at that moment that under Huaishi's long glove, the steel arm silently cracked open, and the furnace in the darkness lit up with a small fire.

- Casting, no, the cooking has begun!

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For most of the hour, Huai Shi was casually shaking the cocktail in his hand, and other than that, there was no movement.

It's as if you've completely quit the game and given up the game.

It looks like a broken jar.

In other directions, the gaze of others has become more and more mocking.

Maki was in the chair, fidgeting and clenching her fists, staring at the back. I don't know exactly what's going on, but it's as if the current situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable for my side.

However, as long as she looked at Miss Huai Paper's still calm appearance, she inexplicably had a trace of confidence.

It's not that bad.

There is still room for a turnaround.

Soon, she could smell the breath that was gradually spreading in the air...... It should be said that by now, no one can ignore the smell brewing in the air.

And the small boiling breath that gradually echoed in the ears.

It was the sound of countless bubbles rising and spreading in the casserole, with the strange flavor of the soup, rising from the boiling kettle and causing ripples and waves in the creamy white soup, rippling between the mushrooms and vegetables.

When it comes into contact with the air, the thick fragrance of those bubbles will burst out instantly, melt into the wind, and fly in all directions.

Like a volcano about to erupt, it is unstoppable.

The terrible sweetness that melts into the pot keeps burrowing through the cracks of the lid, turning into wisps of red-hot steam, lingering on the tip of everyone's nose, bringing undisguised deliciousness and terrifying temptation.

The moment one smells the fragrance, one already has the so-called enlightenment.

Even if there is hell ahead, you want to find out, you want to try that kind of deliciousness, even if it is too extreme and too large to eat yourself.

The crisp sound of the bell rang.

From Fukatsu Kei's men.

End of cooking!

With the dissipation of the phantom of Huangquan, the thin middle-aged man's eyes lit up with a strange fire, looking at the opponent in front of him, with a hideous smile:

"Can you begin, Miss Wai Paper?"

The sound of shredded water came to an abrupt end.

The shaker falls on the table.

It's like a dice cup, and everything settles.

Huai Shi raised her eyes and stared at the cooking table in front of Fukatsu Kei, a white hot mist enveloping everything, hiding that hideous minions.

The enticing scent wafts through the air, beating with hunger and restlessness.

He couldn't wait.

Turning to wash her hands at the sink, Miss Wai Paper pulled out her chair and sat down at the table, finally smiling expectantly.

Wait quietly.

The feast of death, in the name of the iron cannon, began.

"It's rare to meet such a wonderful guest, and it makes people feel excited. ”

Fukatsu Qing, who walked in, smiled and put on the first dish: "Today is a full set of iron cannon feasts, and the most delicious parts of the three puffer fish are used." The portion size is a little large, so if you can't eat it, you don't have to force it...... But I believe that with such a generous offer, Miss Huai Paper will definitely not refuse. ”

It's like a peony in full bloom.

Between the plates adorned with a variety of bright lettuce, the crystal clear sashimi is lined up one after another, and the pure white colors converge and overlap in one place, exuding a refreshing sweet smell like a blooming flower.

When the chopsticks are clamped, each piece of extremely thin and flexible fish reflects the light, and it glows with a faint brilliance.

I don't know how many times I have repeated the practice, and how much effort and time I have poured into it, so that I can now have this small piece in Huaishi's hands.

The texture is perfectly divided, and after maintaining the same and uniform flavor of each slice, the small slice of sashimi is so pleasing to the eye.

It's amazing.

Merely...... It's just sashimi.

There is no presence of orange vinegar, grated radish and shallots.

"Our fugu doesn't need to be accompanied by other miscellaneous items, but once you taste it, you'll understand that unnecessary foreign objects will only tarnish this precious taste. ”

Fukatsu Kei held his head high and announced with confidence.

Huai Shi opened her mouth and swallowed a slice of sashimi into her stomach.

As if a delicious bomb was detonated in an instant, when the elastic texture of the fish was chewed by the teeth, the sweet and beautiful juice burst out from between the teeth, teasing the taste buds on the tongue, and bursting out with the unique sweetness of the fish and the terrifying deliciousness that ordinary things could not reach.

Extreme and unpretentious, without any decoration and fancy.

Although it has not had time to age, the flavor is still not inferior to that of any other class.

Indeed, as Fukatsu said, all external objects will only dull this deliciousness. Only the purest tasting can we most deeply appreciate the fresh vitality that has penetrated into every cell.

The more you chew, the more you can feel the sweetness that lingers on the tip of your tongue, but then the emptier it becomes.

Just when the last slice of fish meat was not swallowed, Huai Shi had already picked up the next slice of sashimi.

Can't wait to open my mouth.

As early as the moment he took the first bite, Huai Shi had already clearly understood: this pure and natural deliciousness is indeed a field that is beyond his reach today.

It took many years of research, how many generations of fish have been cultivated, and how many processes have been improved to bring the flavor of fugu to the extreme.

Where is the realm that outsiders like themselves can easily enter?

One, two, three...... When the murmuring fragrance turned into a mellow and rich flavor, Huai Shi was already intoxicated with it and it was difficult to stop.

That's right, that's it......

Fukatsu Qing grinned and smiled, and the fire in his pupils danced.

This is the confidence that Chef Santu will never waver.

- No matter how picky the diner is, once he eats the first bite, he will be captured by this natural demonic nature without exception, and then step by step towards the abyss, there is no turning back!

"Oh no. ”

In the audience, Old Chef Guo squinted his eyes and giggled: "Actually, you stepped into the routine without any precautions?

Even though he is a veteran monster-level chef, he is still afraid of the three-way iron cannon feast.

It is a terrifying demagogue that leads people into a desperate situation step by step. Once you start indulging for the first time, the rest gets out of control......

And when Huai Shi's movements finally stopped, he realized that the plate of the sashimi in front of him was empty?

A whole dragon pufferfish, the most delicious and sweet part, has been completely eaten by him?

However, he did not feel any fullness, but became more and more hungry and thirsty, wanting more.

Didn't make him wait too long.

Immediately after, the second course was served.

"Fishbone tempura, please. ”

Fukatsu smiled and put down another glass: "Please enjoy it with fish fin wine." ”

Cancan's current tempura is clamped, and there is no oil-water adhesion and excess oil stars, and a very thin piece seems to be ground into a sheet of amber, and through the tempura, you can clearly see the light and shadow on the other side.

When the chopsticks bring the tempura into your mouth, there is a crisp sound.

In the silence, so clear and clear.

Click.

The crispy fried food crumbles between the teeth, and after being fried with fat, the wonderful aroma that is nurtured in the heat is covered with a brilliant coat. With a continuous crisp sound, dancing at the tips of his teeth.

It has a completely different flavor from the deliciousness of the fish, and after a concise process, the wonderful flavor hidden in the bones flows from the tip of the tongue to the stomach along with the crispy texture.

Without any hints, she picked up the glass beside her and drank the sake in it, and in an instant, the burnt aroma of fish fins flowed into her throat, mixing with the aftertaste of fish bones.

Ignited!

The heat wave was blowing in my face, and my long hair danced in the air, and I felt that I was completely surrounded by this hearty heat.

Immediately after that, the cod liver is held in the hand, and the mellow cod liver melts in the mouth, seeps into the soul, and turns into the ultimate deliciousness that is better than sashimi and surpasses common sense.

Crazy chewing, barely stopping.

The moment when the puffer fish pot is finally served on the table.

Finally, the picture is poor!