Apocalyptic Forecast

In this way, tens of meters apart.

　　 In the face of Shenjin, under the gaze of all the cooking demons, Huaishi placed the shaker on the cooking table, poured 200ml of pure water, turned around, opened the refrigerator, and took out two non-bubble ice cubes.

　　 threw it into the pot and closed the lid.

　　 Then it's over.

　　 never put anything in again.

　　 Accompanied by the dull sound of ice collisions, the shaker turned around in Miss Suzi's hand, flew up dexterously, and fell again after traversing an arc in the air.

　　 is like a tame animal.

The cocktail shaker flexibly jumps, rolls, and shakes between Huaishi's arms and ten fingers. If it is not confirmed that this is not a magician's trick, it almost makes people think that he has an invisible rope tied to the pot in his hand. Make such amazing and rich movements.

　　 is dazzling.

　　 did not handle the ingredients, did not light the stove, or even used any tools.

　　 just randomly tossed and shook the shaker in his hand in the arena, as if to make a cup of cappuccino for the aunts present.

　　 But cappuccino does not do this.

　　 And everyone can see clearly, there is no coffee in the pot, not even a single soybean.

　　 seems to be joking.

　　 is hard to understand.

　　 "What is he doing?"

　　 "Juggling?"

　　 "Isn't it a bartender?" Vladimir scratched his chin, and said puzzledly: "There are also chefs who concentrate and drink? It doesn't seem to be a strange thing."

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

　　 bartending? This is called bartending?

　　 He can bet that as long as there is only one gram of alcohol in the bottle, he will eat that bottle with cephalosporin today. This **** thing is pure ice water, right? !

　　 "Hoho, pleasing to the eyes is also part of the cooking show..."

　　 Old Kitchen Demon Guo still maintains his late-stage Alzheimer's disease appearance, and his appearance is so powerful that it makes people irritating.

　　 But in the eyes full of gray spots and white clouds, the pupils of the eyes contracted slightly, and a faint electric light flashed.

　　 Wang Qi method.

　　 Searching for the dragon's broken acupuncture point, the technique of measuring the origin quality of the earth's energy and veins is used in the eyes, at that moment, keenly aware of the wrong place...

what is that?

　　 In the hands of Huaishi, the strange fluctuations hidden in the shaker.

　　 is like an obscure vortex, rotating silently, without any heat spreading, but instead extracts all the heat and continuously throws it into it.

　　 The temperature of the entire underground space has been faintly lowered by one point, but few people can detect this subtle change.

　　 It was at that moment, under Huaishi's long-barreled gloves, the steel arm quietly cracked and opened, and the furnace in the dark lit up with shattered flames.

　　——Casting, no, cooking has begun!

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　　 For more than half an hour, Huai Shi was shaking the shaker in his hand at will, except for any movement.

　　 seems to have completely idled the fish and gave up the game.

　　 It looks like a broken can.

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

　　 Maki was on the chair, fidgeting, clenching her fists, staring at the back. Although I don't know what happened, it seems that the current situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable for him.

　　 But as long as she looked at the calmness of Miss Huaizhi, she had a sense of confidence inexplicably.

　　 The situation is not so bad.

　　 There is still room for a comeback.

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

　　 There is also the fine boiling breath that gradually reverberates in my ears.

It is the sound of countless bubbles rising and spreading in the casserole, with the unique flavor of the thick soup. They rise from the boiling kettle, and set off ripples and waves in the milky white soup, rippling in the bacteria. Between mushrooms and vegetables.

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

　　 is like a volcano about to erupt, unstoppable.

　　The terrible sweetness that melts in the pot is constantly drilling through the gaps in the lid, turning into strands of hot water vapor, lingering on the tip of everyone's nose, bringing the temptation of undisguised deliciousness and terror.

　　 At the moment of sniffing the scent, people already have the so-called enlightenment.

　　 Even if the front is hell, I want to find out. If I want to try that kind of deliciousness, even if it is too extreme and too large, it will swallow myself.

　　 Chuan Cai Ling's crisp voice rang.

　　 From Shen Jinqing's men.

　　The cooking is over!

　　 Along with the disappearance of the yellow spring phantom, a weird firelight lit up in the eyes of the thin middle-aged man, and he looked at the opponent in front of him with a grinning smile:

　　 "Can you start, Miss Paper?"

　　 The sound of fine water stopped abruptly.

　　 The shaker fell on the table.

　　 is like a dice cup, making all the dust settle.

　　 Huai Shi raised his eyes and stared at the cooking table in front of Shen Jinqing. A white mist covered everything, hiding the hideous minions.

　　 The tempting scent is floating in the air, beating the thirst and restlessness in the abdomen.

　　 He can't wait.

　　 turned around and washed his hands clean on the sink. The paper lady pulled away the chair and sat in front of the table, finally showing an expectant smile.

　　 Waiting quietly.

　　 The death feast named after the iron cannon begins.

"It's rare to meet such a beautiful guest, and it's so exciting."

Shen Jinqing, who walked in, smiled and put on the first dish: "Today is a full set of iron cannon feast, full of the most delicious part of three puffer fish. The portion is slightly larger, if you can't eat it, don't force it... ...But I believe that with such a grandeur, Miss Huaizhi will definitely not refuse."

　　 Like a peony in full bloom.

　　 Just between the plates dotted with various bright lettuce, the crystal clear sashimi lined up, and the pure white colors gathered and overlapped in one place, like a flourishing flower, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

　　 When the chopsticks are picked up, each piece of extremely thin and flexible fish fills the light with a faint brilliance.

　　 I don't know how many times I have repeated the practice, and after so much effort and time have been devoted, did I have this small piece in Huai Shi's hands.

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

　　 is really amazing.

　　 It's just... only sashimi.

　　 There is no Zuwa's ponzu vinegar, grated radish, and white onions.

　　 "The puffer fish in our shop does not need the assistance of other sundries, as long as you taste it, you will understand that unnecessary foreign objects will only tarnish this precious taste of time."

　　 Shen Jinqing raised his head and declared confidently.

　　 Huai Shi opened his mouth and swallowed a piece of sashimi into his abdomen.

It is like detonating a delicious bomb in an instant. When the elastic fish texture is chewed by the teeth, the sweet and beautiful juice shoots out from the teeth, teasing the taste buds on the tongue, and the unique sweetness of the fish. The horror and deliciousness that is unattainable with all things erupted.

　　 Extreme and simple, without any makeup or fancy.

　　 Although there is no time to mature, but the flavor is still not inferior to any other similar.

　　 Indeed, as Shenjin said, all foreign objects will only make this deliciousness dull. Only the simplest tasting will be able to deeply appreciate the fresh vitality that has already penetrated into every cell.

　　 The more you chew, the more you can deeply feel the sweetness that surrounds the tip of your tongue, but the next, the more empty.

　　 Just when the last piece of fish was not swallowed, Huaishi had already picked up the next piece of sashimi.

　　 I can’t wait to open my mouth.

　　 As early as the moment when he took the first bite, Huai Shi had already understood: this pure and natural deliciousness is indeed an area that he cannot reach today.

　　 The chefs of Santuo have studied for many years, cultivated many generations of fish species, and improved how many processes, so that the puffer fish flavor can be deduced to the extreme.

　　Where is the field that outsiders like yourself can easily enter?

　　 One slice, two slices, three slices... When the gurgling fragrance turns into a mellow and rich flavor, Huai Shi is already intoxicated in it, and it is difficult to stop.

　　 Yes, that's it...

　　 Shen Jinqing grinned, smiled, and the flames in his eyes danced.

　　 This is the confidence that the chef of Santu will never waver.

　　——No matter how picky diners are, once they take the first bite, they will be captured by this natural magic without exception, and then step by step toward the abyss, without turning back!

　　 "It's awful."

　　 In the audience, Old Chef Guo narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Unexpectedly, I stepped into the routine without taking any precautions? Do you have confidence in yourself, or know nothing?"

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

　　 That is the terror and temptation to lead people into desperation step by step. Once you start to indulge for the first time, you will be out of control...

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

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

　　 However, he didn't feel any fullness. Instead, he became more hungry and thirsty and wanted more.

　　 didn't make him wait too long.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the second dish was served.

　　 "Fish bone tempura~www.wuxiaspot.com~ please."

　　Fukajinyue smiled, and put down another glass: "Please taste it with fin wine."

Cancan’s current tempura is clamped, and there is no oily water adhesion and excess oil stars. It is a very thin piece, like amber milled into flakes, and it can be clearly seen across the tempura. The light and shadow on the other end.

　　 When the chopsticks put the tempura into the mouth, there was a crisp sound.

　　 In the silence, so clear and thorough.

　　 clicked.

　　 The crispy fried food was broken between the teeth, and after being fried with fat, the wonderful fragrance that was conceived in the enthusiasm was covered with a bright coat. Accompanied by successive crisp sounds, dancing on the tips of his teeth.

　　 It is a taste that is completely different from the deliciousness of fish. After concise processing, the wonderful flavor contained in the fish bones is accompanied by a crispy texture, which flows from the tip of the tongue into the abdomen.

　　 Without any hints, Huai Shi picked up the wine glass beside him and drank the sake in it. In an instant, the scorched sake with fish fins poured into his throat and mixed with the aftertaste of fish bones.

　　 was ignited!

　　 The heat wave hits his face, his long hair is dancing in the air, and he feels the whole body is completely surrounded by this hearty warmth.

　　 Then, the fish liver was held in hand, the mellow fish liver melted in the mouth, penetrated into the soul, and turned into the ultimate deliciousness that is better than sashimi and above common sense.

　　 Chewing wildly, almost unable to stop.

　　 The moment when the puffer fish pot was finally served.

　　 Finally, see you in the picture!