He picked up some dead branches and became angry.

Peppy and peeled, the flames gently licked on the pork slices like a sister.

Only for a while, the scent of fleshy flesh permeated the tip of the nose, and let a kind of liquid in your mouth, and swallow it quietly.

It smells so good!

"Do you want to put on yogurt or sprinkle with chili?" He said without waiting for Ivey to answer, "Forget it, let's make a mandarin duck!"

With a light stroke of the knife, like a doctor opening an operation for a patient, heal the undead gluttons.

The knives shed light, and they separated the pig into two pieces.

Two spices were in front of him, and Ivey tried it gracefully.

Um, fresh and juicy, fat but not greasy, dipped in some sauce, oh, is this heaven?

Cooking brings happiness to people.

The famous saying of a little super chef

Ivey agreed.

He closed his eyes and felt that the level of food had improved qualitatively.

Because there is no need to look at the wretched smile in front of him.

He suddenly had a trace of understanding:

"You didn't go to the competition because you were too ugly?"

"Fuck!"

The knife in Wang Jingjing's hand trembled, and he was hesitating whether to give the nasty boy on the opposite side a trick to "delay the pig".

Finally explained:

"The Battle for Hegemony of the King of Kitchen is actually a religious ceremony-the selection of the God of Cookery."

"There are many support organizations for worshipers of gods on the mainland, including the God of Cookery. However, cooking food is a matter of talent. I have talent, but..."

"You don't have any beauty."

"Damn!" Wang Jingjing didn't jump up this time, he looked very depressed, "You are right."

"I'm joking." Ivey felt embarrassed, Wang Jingjing, this wretched person comparable to Uncle Da, actually took it seriously.

"No, you are right, my appearance is not good. Look is also the key to customer experience."

"Are you kidding, do diners have to see the chef for dinner?"

Ivey felt this was absurd.

"Of course not, but you probably don't know that food has a soul." Wang Mirror is sad. "This world has always been unfair. I love food so much, but because of this, I can't reach the top. top."

"Please, you don't know the face-lifting magician in Hancun, if you care too much about the skin on your face, just change it. This is the magical world..."

Ivey looked at him like an idiot.

As a result, it was reflected by Wang Mirror.

Ivey felt even more uncomfortable to be treated as an idiot.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, it's not your fault." The eyes on the wretched face were taken back, "You are not in this state."

Plastic surgery magic only changes the appearance of things, but its essence has not changed. Everything about itself has long been portrayed into the depths of the soul.

The fire of the soul is the standard for cooking. They can give dishes a distinctive brand.

Ivey listened to Wang Jingjing's explanation for a long time, but still made a fuss.

He knew that this was not the way to learn. No matter how much one listens to theories, it doesn't help to experience a few examples.

If you don't reach that state, what others say is useless, and it's not yours.

He benefited a lot from this meal. But the biggest gain in his mind comes from the fullness of satisfaction and happiness under his belly.

"I'm going to the toilet, no peeking. Go over there, go further..."

Cool tea!

Cool!

This is Ivey's third last thought.

Thank you for this kind of Buddha-like water, otherwise Yoneda will make me collapse.

This is Ivey's penultimate thought.

Why are you dizzy, this **** is poisonous?

This is Ivey's last thought.

A vague shadow stood in front of him.

Ivey's eyes widened hard, unable to see clearly, there was no idea in his mind at the moment.

"Stop, put him down!"

Wang Jingjing's angry roar came from a distance.

It was a blessing and misfortune to drive this guy too far.

Ivey fainted.

…………

Sapphire guardian magic crystal, one millimeter thickness can defend a powerful bombardment of two-dimensional magic;

The guardian demon crystal in front of it was a meter thick, but it didn't bring any sense of security to the diners.

Because outside the window, the huge skyscraper, just by roaring, can cause a small earthquake of several square kilometers nearby.

"Look, there are all kuns over there. This is the largest artificial breeding base for carnivorous kuns in the whole continent. Our kuns here are delicious in quality and low in price. They are the best choice for you to become a high-level mage."

A super magician dressed up like a shopkeeper is selling to a mysterious customer.

This customer is obviously a female, with a slim figure, a straight buttock, a full grip at the finest point, and a silty white light that makes her throat tight, as if she was poisoned.

And this poisonous name is called: Woman.

The woman's lips were lightly opened, and a tender lilac tongue in her white teeth made a sound that made her index finger move.

"I only care if it tastes good."

"Of course, of course," Xiaoer Dian is also very stressed. He has been a errand for so many years, and has his own strength and vision. He knows who is pretending to be ~lightnovelpub.net~ and who is really 13.

The person in front of him felt like he was extremely dangerous.

It's not because of the gem mask on her face that emits a mysterious light, it's just a feeling, it's not clear.

But he believes in this feeling.

He dared not neglect, and introduced in detail:

"This kind of kun, in fact, has no meat quality. It is cut and grown back. What you eat is fresh and affordable. It is the first choice for some masters who need to regulate their bodies and level up to the next stage."

He hesitated, not dare to hide it.

"For a noble person like you, the most delicious thing about this kind of meat is the meat on the back of his neck, only a small piece. If you are willing to buy it...the price is a bit expensive...Of course not for you The problem... is this, because after cutting that piece of meat, there is only one dead end for such a big kun. Therefore, this...hehehe, you need to pay the bill first...you see..."

Xiao Er couldn't care about wiping it, the beads of sweat coming out of his broad and white forehead looked at the woman in front of him dumbly, and took out a card like magic.

Black card.

Although it is only the most common identity black card among all kinds of black cards, it is shocking enough.

He took the black card tremblingly, and said humbly:

"Please... please wait."

He ran straight to the manager's room.

"What is it?" The general manager was well-informed and calm. He frowned lightly, criticizing the clever fellow who is most optimistic about him.

He didn't want to be rude in front of guests.

Today this guest was specially confessed by his boss, with some reservations in his words, but he soon understood that this guest is a big figure that the boss can't afford to offend, and he must do his best to receive it.