Many people will have such an idea, when they encounter something they haven't eaten for the first time, they will be very curious, and they will think about how the food in front of them is made, why such food is made, and other questions, and Ma Xiao's situation at this time is similar to this.

But for something like food, it's never enough to just imagine, he pays more attention to tasting, you need to eat, after you taste, many problems will be solved.

The others weren't able to discern anything from their own portion of the chicken cutlet that they couldn't be so focused on the curry as it ran down their hands and into their cuffs.

"Little junior brother, do you have to eat this meal with your hands?"

Xiong Hu, the fourth senior brother sitting next to Ma Xiao, asked in a suppressed voice.

Xiong Hu is a fast talker, at this time he can't bear the temperament of the food in front of him, he wants to eat this delicious food with a charming fragrance quickly, if even his little junior brother Ma Zhiyuan said that he must eat with his hands, then he doesn't talk much nonsense, just grab it with his hands.

Although Xiong Hu spoke in a suppressed voice, everyone's attention was already wandering on Ma Xiao's body, and even if everyone didn't listen to it completely, combined with Xiong Hu's expression, they could naturally infer that Xiong Hu was asking the question they wanted to ask.

"Hey, little junior brother, are you here?"

Xiong Hu saw that Ma Xiao didn't react, and waved his hand in front of him.

He's a little junior brother who really is, he didn't answer the door master's words before, and now he doesn't reply to his own words, could it be that there is something wrong with the little junior brother's brain? It can't be like him, when he was caught by the door when he was a child.

Xiong Hu swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, the temptation of this curry is too great, especially when they have done a lot of work before, they didn't eat breakfast, and only ate some dry food for lunch, the speed of saliva secretion has increased sharply.

Okay, I'll just acquiesce to you, I can eat the chicken thighs with my hands, this is just a rice with sauce, I'm still afraid that he won't make it? Come to think of it, it's so much better than the grass spider.

Catch, why don't you endure not eating this delicacy?

Xiong Hu grabbed it fiercely, ignoring the grasping methods that Lihuo had said before.

The rice with the curry sticky is served to the mouth.

It's delicious, it's delicious.

You don't need to think about what to say about the deliciousness, you just need to taste the deliciousness.

This rice is something he can eat every day, so he is very familiar with the taste of this rice, the grains are mellow and fragrant, and he has no other ideas about what he can eat every day.

His thoughts were all on that curry.

Rice with curry sticky is no ordinary rice at all.

The rich curry flavor is perfectly integrated with the rice, every time you chew it, you can feel the combination of the curry and your own saliva, the slight spicy taste in the curry can stimulate your appetite, and you want to swallow this bite as soon as possible and eat the next bite, but this impulse is contradictory to the idea of not wanting to eat it so quickly, under the spicy taste, you can vaguely taste a few spices of the previous horse, several spices are mixed together to produce another taste, But Ma Xiao said that this taste is just a simplified version, and I don't know how much impact it will bring him if it is the original version. Like a horse, this curry is sweet but spicy. This sweetness is not as sweet as sugar, it is a sweetness that complements the salty taste.

For most people, when eating a meal, especially lunch and dinner, the dish will not be made sweet, because eating too much sweet will easily cause nausea, so the meals that appear on the table are mainly salty.

The sweetness in this curry does not cause nausea, but rather a refreshing sensation that plays its role with the spicy flavor.

"Delicious, delicious!"

Xiong Hu could feel the thick aroma of the curry leaking out of his nostrils.

This is just the taste of rice, Xiong Hu has already behaved like this, what about the potatoes inside, the radish inside, and the chicken steak inside? Can the taste be bad? It's definitely not bad, it's only better!

The hand that had been waiting to move finally had enough motivation to move.

The other three disciples started with the pot of curry chicken steak rice in front of them, and their eating appearance was much better than Xiong Hu's, but they still didn't know the point, and the shape of the rice in the balls was still quite ugly, and it was often loose.

It's just that after they have tasted the deliciousness, they have no time to care about this image.

Otherwise, ....... Try your hands.

The other three don't plan to continue to persevere, so what's the benefit? It's just going to make the food cold faster, and that's more than worth the cost.

You just need to be careful with what you eat.

They set off with that in mind.

In order to maintain their image, Feng Lingzun and Xiao Mei also deliberately controlled the qi on the palm of their hands, in case the sauce splashed or the rice suddenly loosened.

Yushuang hadn't started cultivating yet, so it was impossible for her to think about the sect master and the elders, so she ate the most fortunate, and when she tasted the curry, she felt that all the hardships were worth it.

But when her hard work is placed in others, it feels like she is working in vain, and she can't enjoy the fun.

Enjoying the natural feeling of bringing food directly to your mouth with your hands, it seems like you have returned to the general situation when you were a child, and it is estimated that there are only four people who eat without caring about their faces.

Xiong Hu was already planning to do something to the golden chicken cutlet, as if only rice and potatoes could not satisfy him, he grabbed the chicken steak and dipped it in curry.

The crunch of breadcrumbs can be heard clearly.

Although this chicken steak was not developed by Ma Xiao, but its taste is also very good, Xiong Hu remembered which store could make this kind of taste, he went to that shop more than ten times, at least hundreds of times, as for hundreds of times, he himself did not know, he only knew this point, when their senior brothers went down the mountain to Biyun City, they would always go to buy fried chicken cutlets over there, but there was a difference in breadcrumbs, the breadcrumbs over there were not as solid as the ones made by his junior brother, and the sense of density was much smaller.

As usual, his chicken steak is delicious, not only very tender, but also chewy, and obviously the chicken selected is the best chicken.

Now combined with the curry, this experience is something he has never felt before after eating chicken cutlets for so many years.

The chicken cutlet, which already has an attractive flavor, is topped with a curry that stimulates the taste buds.

Well, if he can, Xiong Hu hopes to be able to eat this curry chicken steak rice every day, preferably at all.