As soon as the potato chips were in his mouth, Eric instantly felt as if he had put a piece of dry-fried Warcraft meat in his mouth! However, it did not have the pliable taste of the usual Warcraft meat, but instead had a crisp texture, which could not be brought by dry-fried Warcraft meat. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Gently bite, "click" a crisp sound! resounded in Erik's whole mind, not as hard as he imagined, the teeth just touched lightly, the whole potato chip was touched into two pieces by this touch, Eric was worried that his slightly aging teeth could not bite this seemingly hard potato chips, but now it seems redundant.

"What is this stuff made of? I've never seen anything like this. Eric asked with a look of surprise, although he had eaten many foods that tasted better than this, but the method and texture of this food were what Eric was really curious about.

"This thing is made from potatoes, and after the potatoes are cut into slices, processed and processed in oil, fried in oil, and then put on the condiments, this is the potato chip. Yun Feng explained seriously, all he knew was that potato chips were fried with potatoes, although they could also be baked, but Yun Feng didn't like the taste of baking, and his body was not afraid of the damage of fried food to his body.

"I know that potatoes are a kind of food that grows underground, and it is still the name given to it by the first Yanhuang City Lord, but can oil be used to fry things and eat, isn't oil generally used as fuel?" Eric was confused by Yun Feng again.

Yun Feng saw that Eric had misunderstood, so he explained: "I'm talking about edible oil, the oil used for stir-frying, the oil squeezed from crops such as soybeans, peanuts, and melon seeds, and the fat of animals can also be fried into oil." ”

Yun Feng, who was explaining, suddenly thought of one thing, he didn't seem to have seen food cooked with oil in this world, almost all of it was boiled and baked, but because Yun Feng didn't eat often, he hadn't seen much of the food culture here, and now it seemed that there was no edible oil in this world! And Eric's next words also confirmed Yun Feng's guess.

"These things make oil? I've never heard of them, is this your custom?" Eric had more and more questions, but he felt like he was discovering something that could change the world!

These things are difficult to explain clearly, Yun Feng directly took out a kung pao chicken dice and a pair of chopsticks that he didn't know when he put it in from his tactical watch, and handed them to Eric.

"Taste this, this is the food fried in oil, I used to make it myself, I'm a god-level chef!" Yun Feng waited for Eric with a steaming plate in one hand and chopsticks in the other.

Eric looked at Yun Feng speechlessly, not to mention that he took out a plate of food for himself to eat on such an occasion, just to say that he actually put these miscellaneous foods in the precious space equipment was enough to be speechless.

However, before Eric finished complaining, the heart-warming aroma of Kung Pao Chicken Ding wafted into Eric's nose, and as soon as he smelled this aroma, Eric felt that his brain was not controlled by his own willpower!

Chopsticks have appeared on this continent for a long time, this cheap edible tool is very popular with ordinary people, and legend has it that chopsticks were also invented by the lord of Yanhuang City, but this is only a record of wild history, and there is no record in the history of the normal continent.

Picking up a piece of chicken, Eric slowly put it into his mouth despite the strange eyes of the people around him, and for a moment, Eric felt as if his mouth had been exploded by a bomb full of delicious food in the world!

Enduring the soreness on his cheeks, Eric slowly began to chew one by one, and with a bite, the soreness on his cheeks was entwined with Eric all the time, but the food bomb in his mouth made Eric unable to stop at all!

Reluctantly swallowing this gourmet bomb that had been chewed up, Eric could even feel where he was moving in his throat or even in his esophagus!

Looking at Eric's expression, Yun Feng asked expectantly, "How does it taste?" I made it myself! Ordinary people can't eat it!" The expression was almost written on his face, "Praise me".

Although he wanted to continue eating, Eric still resisted the temptation of the food with great willpower, and asked Yun Feng while swallowing his saliva: "What kind of food is this made by a demonic beast? This texture, this taste, at least a sixth-order or higher demonic beast, right?"

"This is made of domestic chickens, domestic chickens are a kind of domestic poultry, used to provide raw materials for meat products, and they don't belong to Warcraft, see this? This is peanuts, crops that can be used to extract oil, and this is a chili pepper, you should know chili peppers, right? I've seen chili powder in the food here. Yun Feng patiently explained.

Is there really such a poultry? If so, do you still need dishes made from the meat of four or five kinds of monsters at high-end banquets? Or is it the oil? Eric's interest in the material "oil" is now becoming more and more important.

"What kind of poultry is a chicken, and are there any necessary conditions for raising it?" "Eric wants to find out what a chicken is, and if it can be raised on a large scale, it will undoubtedly change the main ingredient on the aristocratic table!

Hearing Eric's question, Yun Feng probably guessed his thoughts, but his thoughts were destined to be disappointed, so he opened his mouth to explain: "There are no conditions for raising chickens, just don't let them starve to death, but the main reason why this dish tastes so good is that the chef who makes it is me, a kitchen god! Even if you only give me a cabbage, I can make it delicious for you!"

"Are you a chef god, just kidding, the title 'god' is not something that can be given casually!" Eric looked at Yun Feng's slightly immature face, and wrote two big words "I don't believe it"!

"Then you should assume that I am a very good cook. Yun Feng didn't bother to quibble with him, he would know later.

At this time, little Bose on the side also made a voice: "Brother Feng, what is Grandpa Eric holding in his hand? It is so fragrant! Can I taste it? Just a small bite." It turned out that Xiao Bose had already finished eating the crispy noodles, and he felt that the taste was great, and he was just about to ask Yunfeng for another bag, but when he turned his head, he found that Eric was holding a plate of steaming dishes, and he always thought that the taste of the crispy noodles came from Eric!

Hearing little Boss's request, Eric directly picked up the largest piece of chicken, blew it lightly twice, and then brought it to Little Boss's mouth.

"Come on, be careful, this thing is a little spicy, but it tastes very good! don't bite your tongue!" Eric's expression at this time was like a grandfather giving his grandson something delicious.

Little Bowes obediently opened his mouth to the maximum, to the point of putting the whole piece of meat in his mouth, and when Eric carefully put the meat in, he couldn't wait to close his mouth.