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You can't see what's inside the plate at all. You can only see the pieces of golden objects placed on it like works of art. The golden surface radiates a boundless light, and the intense and intense light is just like that. Like a mushroom cloud. Soaring straight into the sky, as the vast black clouds rolled into a ball, golden light burst out from inside, and finally formed the shape of a fried chicken leg.
After the golden light dissipated, I saw clearly that they were pieces of fried golden chicken legs that had just come out of the pot. There is still steaming white steam on it, filling the air with a mouth-watering fragrance. The golden crispy skin shines like real gold. Just looking at it like this, it feels like it is already in your mouth. It cracked and cracked.
"Mine is ready too."
At this moment, Hans on the other side roared angrily and raised the plate in his hand high.
There is no doubt that what is inside is a burger. Although it is not as dazzling as Ricken's fried chicken legs, it has a lovely cream-colored bun with some white sesame seeds sprinkled on it, fresh green vegetables and delicious butter. The taste, as well as the thick and juicy steak, make people salivate. All they can see is this cute burger. No, everything in the world has turned into a burger!!
That's right, if you have to give it a name that is both atmospheric and has a sense of existence that transcends time and space, it would be the Eternal Universe Galaxy Burger! ! ! ! !
I feel so heartbroken, I always feel like I've made a mistake somewhere, and I'm about to turn into some Sichuan boy with a red hat, and fall into some strange world.
"Come on, brother Alsace, you try it first. My ancestral fried chicken legs are definitely not comparable to that kind of junk food that is just thrown together."
Ricken came over diligently and put the plate in his hand in front of me. The smell of fried chicken legs and the golden skin seriously stimulated my appetite.
"What are you talking about, that the unique formula passed down by our ancestors for tens of thousands of years is a mess?"
Hans, who had been pushed to the limit of tolerance by Ricken, yelled with veins popping out. Anger arose in his heart, and evil grew in his heart. His big greasy hand suddenly moved towards the plate with fried chicken legs, trying to He scratched around with his dirty hands.
Unfortunately, Ricken had already taken precautions and kept a considerable distance from Hans, so that his partial teleportation skills could not pose a threat. With the speed of the mage, the paladin still had enough room to dodge.
Naturally, Hans's attack did not succeed. Instead, he was ridiculed severely by Ricken. He accused Hans of using dirty tricks because he was afraid that he would not be able to win. Finally, he was proud of himself and regained the spot where Hans's flaming explosive finger had just been hit. Some came.
"Brother Alsace, don't bother with that idiot.
The two of them were fighting, and Hans finally realized his purpose this time. He no longer ignored Ricken's wanton ridicule, stepped forward, and whispered to me.
"Come on, try the taste. I guarantee you will have endless aftertaste. Also, don't eat the fried chicken legs from the guy opposite. I don't know if you have heard of it."
After saying this, Hans paused for a while, lowered his head slightly, covering the area above his nose in shadow, leaving only a close-up of his mouth, which made people focus all their attention on him. On to what I’m about to say.
"According to legend, the business of his black shop really couldn't continue. He couldn't sell any of the fried chicken legs, and he couldn't eat them all. He had no choice but to throw them away. Naturally, stray dogs from the camp would eat them. , and then, those poor stray dogs,"
Suddenly, Hans's words sank, leaving countless dark imaginary spaces. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, as if I was brought to the scene by Hans's words, and saw countless stray dogs eating those... After the fried chicken legs, I was covered in blood, foaming at the mouth, and quickly turned into a horrifying scene of black water.
I have to say that Hans is very eloquent. It’s easy to confuse people’s minds. Is this the terrifying combination of a wise mage and a shrewd restaurant heir?
"What did you say?!!"
Although Hans was close to his ear and spoke very quietly, there was no way he could hide it from Ricken who was not far behind him. As a result, he naturally caused him to kick him, but Hans teleported away as he had prepared. Go away.
"Don't listen to him, brother Alsace. That's the black shop of his. Do you know why I call him a dead fly? It's not just his unknown stuff piled up by random things, it's also mixed with dead flies. Flies, especially because any fly flying over that thing and smelling the poisonous gas will immediately die suddenly and collapse."
Ricken explained anxiously that although he didn't have the language skills like Hans, the amiable feeling brought by his neat white hair and beard was more amiable than Hans's funny red hamburger head. Trustworthy, he is also a terrible guy.
If they continue to fight, I might starve to death and not be able to eat. Thinking of this, I coughed a few times to attract their attention.
"Both of you, let's just talk nonsense. Let's use our true strength to decide the outcome. Brother Ricken will finish it first, so let's start from his start. What do you think?"
Of course, Ricken nodded cheerfully. Hans thought for a moment and said slowly, "That's fine. Without comparison, how can we show the absolute advantage in taste? It's good to have a stepping stone."
After saying that, he looked at Ricken in a condescending manner, clearly saying that the stepping stone to my success is you!
With a sneer, Ricken resisted the urge and saw the plate was handed to me: "Come on, brother Alsace, eat it while it's hot. It won't taste good when it's cold."
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something. Turning around fiercely: "It turns out that you were just trying to delay time. You are really a despicable and shameless person."
"What are you talking about, I don't understand."
Hans whistled in a very obvious manner, avoiding Rickon's eyes with a guilty conscience and pretending to be stupid.
Although the taste of burgers will deteriorate as the temperature cools down, don't forget who Hans is, the mage. It is not difficult for him to keep the temperature of the burgers freshly baked.
"Well, it's better to eat warm quickly"
Seeing that the two of them were having sex again, I quickly said. He took a gold-like old nugget from the plate, which attracted Ricken's attention. Even Hans stared at my reaction with wide eyes and stopped speaking provocatively.
Oh oh, such crispness! !
Just pinch it gently with your fingers. The crispy skin on this golden fried chicken leg. Just like the clear ice in early winter, it keeps making crackling sounds. Even so, it does not break into pieces of powder and fall. I am not an all-around housewife like Veras, so I can’t tell what is contained in it. Such technical content, but it can be seen from this detail alone that it is definitely not simple to achieve this.
Moreover, this should be fried. But when I pinched it with my fingers, I couldn't notice any greasy feeling on my fingers. It felt dry and crispy, and people could immediately imagine that although it was fried, it didn't taste greasy at all.
With just one layer of skin, you can see so many secrets, and the target is still a non-professional myself. A restaurant that has been around for tens of thousands of years is indeed extraordinary.
Thinking like this, I have unlimited expectations. Put the fried chicken nugget into your mouth and chew it in one bite.
"Click."
Um? This feeling,,
"Crack, click, click, mouth! The mouth is moving by itself!! It is chewing according to its own will!!! No, it can't stop at all. This is a delicious thing that can make the mouth betray itself!!
"This is based on the experience passed down by our ancestors. Through careful selection, we selected one out of a hundred prairie chickens, and then made it through the unique craftsmanship of our restaurant. How about it? Brother Alsace, yes Doesn’t it feel like there is a live prairie chicken spreading its wings in your mouth? It’s so delicious that I can’t say anything, wowhahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Ricken explained in astonishment while looking at Hans with contempt. It seems to be saying, you see, this is the true strength of our restaurant, you can only surrender.
The skin is crispy on the outside and the meat is soft on the inside. The most powerful thigh part of the selected chicken is fried at high temperature to completely concentrate the essence inside. There is no loss at all. Take one bite, and the essence of the meat fills the mouth, making people unable to stop mouthing. The flexibility of the muscles bursts out with powerful vitality, just like a mouthful.
It's like living freely under the blue sky and among the green grass, drinking clear and translucent river water, and feeding on plump grass and insects. Such a healthy and strong prairie chicken spreads its wings and hooves in its own mouth. ! ! ! !
Oh, oh, oh, oh, no, no, no, it seems to have been dragged into some strange dimension by Ricken's words. If this continues, the forces of hell will become the dark cooking world, and the alliance will have to be renamed Yangquan Restaurant.
I was moved to tears because of the delicious food, and it took me a while to wake up. Li Xuan shook his head in distress.
I can't be manipulated by these guys again and again. I must hold myself back later and step on the damn otaku fantasy power into the abyss.
While eating up all the fried chicken legs on the plate handed over by Ricken, I reluctantly added to the bottom of the plate, then glanced at the hamburger Hans was holding, swallowed my saliva, and secretly made up my mind.
road.
"Humph, brother Alsace, are you already shaken? Only after eating my ancestral burger will you truly understand what deliciousness is. Simple things like fried chicken legs are just third-rate craftsmanship."
Hans snorted dissatisfiedly and handed the plate to me.
"This is,"
I habitually picked up the burger with the ten fingers of both hands, and my fingers immediately felt the hot temperature that had just come out of the oven, which would make ordinary people put it down quickly. My first reaction was that this Hans brother is really treacherous.
However, this soft whirring feeling is "soft whirring".
With a little force of your fingers, you can feel the soft and elastic feel of the upper and lower slices of bread, just like the plump pair of Linya's breasts. "The weather is really nice today. Let's have a cup of tea and a burger." Bar.
After a few violent coughs, I will die. Reminding me of a hamburger, I opened my mouth wide and bit down a third of it.
Chew, chew, chew, um, it tastes okay.
The softness of the bread, the richness of the steak, the sweetness of the vegetables, and all kinds of other unspeakable flavors gradually merged together. When you chewed the first bite, you were overwhelmed by more than a dozen flavors. The tongue buds are almost numb, and the taste feels a bit weird, a bit mixed, and not as delicious as expected. However, as you continue to chew, the taste is like more than a dozen twist ropes of different thicknesses, twisted together, and gradually form a fresh texture. , a shocking taste.
originally. The softness of the bread, the toughness of the meat, and the refreshing taste of the vegetables should be like the senbei bread made by my family. The texture is out of place, but now when I chew it in my mouth, it feels surprisingly harmonious.
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oh oh! ! This,,this is,,
At the moment when more than ten kinds of flavors are all integrated, a white light seems to suddenly rise in the darkness, illuminating the whole world.
The theme of this burger," turned out to be,, turned out to be,,
"That's right, this is the signature of our restaurant. Its theme is not the pine aroma of the bread, nor the richness of the steak, nor the sweetness of the vegetables, but what is hidden inside, which can only be revealed after chewing it carefully. The explosion of heat! Brother Alsace, do you feel it now?! It feels like the whole world has turned into a hamburger!!!"
Hans raised his fingers in a victory gesture and shouted loudly with an expression that was almost fanatical.
It feels like the whole world has turned into a hamburger? !
When Hans said this, I completely forgot about my determination just now, and suddenly an idea flashed in my mind, as if I felt something.
In the mouth, the endless spewing of spicy food crackled like firecrackers. Not only in the mouth, but even in the whole mind, a scene like this was playing out, as if the entire universe was shattered and countless stars It's like exploding.
Then, everything returned to silence. I don’t know how many trillions of years passed, and a bright light rose from this silent black universe. Then, just like the evolution of all things in the world, stars and life appeared in the bright and silent world.
These stars are in the shape of hamburgers, and these missions are like lively hamburgers.
"That's right, the Eternal Galaxy Burger
I couldn't help shouting loudly, and Hans on the side had tears streaming down his face. Although he didn't understand what the Milky Way was, he understood it. The other party had already understood the truth and meaning hidden in the burger. .
The moment after I finished shouting loudly, I immediately woke up and couldn't help squatting on the ground again, shaking my head in distress and trembling.
It's over, the world is over, the four demon gods are going to become the Five Tiger Stars, the old drunkard is going to become a arrogant uncle with splayed eyebrows, and my little salad is going to become a redhead. Big breasted girl, woo hoo, it’s over, everything is going to be over.”
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On the other hand, the ten team members who were watching this rather comical scene looked at the sky speechlessly.
"Brother Alsace" seems to be easily led by the atmosphere and fall into the fantasy world constructed by others. "
Paladin Baal, who doesn't seem to have a very bright mind, actually hits the mark with his words. Just like Abrocho's blood-sucking white rose that pierces his heart, his words are extremely sharp.
"However, what comes next is the most cruel test for him."
Hehehe laughed a few times. Paladin Barr and the other nine people all took a few steps back to avoid being sucked into the whirlpool.
"Okay, brother Alsace, tell me quickly, whose food is more delicious."
After I chewed the whole burger carefully, wiped my mouth, and patted my bulging belly, before I had time to enjoy the delicious aftertaste left in my mouth, two big faces came forward impatiently, with eager eyes. asked.
I turned around and looked at the other ten people. When they saw my gaze, they all took a step back involuntarily. The meaning was obvious. Brother, go in peace and don't drag us into the water.
So, no matter how I answer, will it be a storm next?
Looking back, I looked at the blazing flames in Ricken and Hans' pupils. Obviously, no matter which side I judge to win, it will trigger a war, of course. If we use some unique judgments, such as a draw, to deal with it, then this war will be the spearhead. More likely to be pointed directly at me.
No wonder other people would show an expression of fear and love for this guy's cooking skills. No one can stand this kind of judgmental look.
"Keyu,"
Under everyone's gaze, I wiped my mouth leisurely and snorted coldly.
"It's so superficial."
"You", what did you say? "
Ricken and Hans seemed to have not heard clearly. They looked at me in disbelief for a while and asked. The others also stared at me in disbelief.
"I'm telling you, you guys are so superficial."
Using my middle finger, I pushed up my imaginary glasses and replied with a sneer again.
"Brother Alsace, I don't quite understand what you mean." Probably because they were really confused by my words, Ricken and Hans were more curious than angry and continued to ask in confusion.
"What? Haven't you noticed yet? It's so superficial. Let me ask you, these ingredients, even if they are placed in the inventory?, will not spoil. After all, it has been more than ten days."
Under the gazes of the two people, I pointed to the fried chicken legs and burgers and said loudly.
"Also, can this environment be considered a kitchen? After a battle, can you really maintain your best condition?"
Seeing that the two of them were still confused, I sighed.
"What I mean is, are these burgers and fried chicken legs really made in the best condition, under the most perfect conditions, with the most perfect ingredients? Is this really all your strength?"
Of course, if I ask this question, the answer will definitely be "
"of course not!!"
The ones who didn’t want to lose to each other were Ken and Hans. Not surprisingly, I answered in unison.
"So, do you still want me to evaluate these dishes that fail to show your true strength?"
This sentence, like a bolt from the blue, flashed through the minds of Hans and Ricken, making them open their mouths and look regretful, unable to say a word.
"Brother Alsace. I really admire you."
As this pair of mortal enemies put their hands on the ground and fell into a serious negative state, I sat back next to the campfire, and Baal next to me immediately gave me a thumbs up.
That is, we may not have any other skills, but when it comes to cheating, we will not lose to anyone.
Of course, it’s easy to be fooled by others and leave, ugh
"When they prepare everything and then ask you to sentence them, what will you do then?"
Probably because he couldn't see my elated look, Barr said to me in a tone of "You can run for a while but you can't run for a lifetime."
"There was nothing we could do then."
I smiled sinisterly. He made a gesture toward Baal, clasping his thumb and index finger tightly in a circle, in the shape of a gold coin, like an inverted gesture, and said.
"Hehehe, when the time comes, it depends on who will give you more."
The collective was speechless.
"Brother Arthas. Has anyone ever said that you are actually a very insidious guy?" For a while, Paladin Baal silently looked up to the sky and thought to himself.
All in all, the storm brought about by these two living treasures Ricken and Hans was finally dissipated by my deception, and it was even more gratifying to finally break away from the world of some strange settings.
Then comes the real celebration party. The decades of grievances between the two teams also represent decades of emotional entanglement. Putting aside those grudges, they actually got along quite well with each other. No, the two barbarians and the two desert warriors were eating and drinking. They gathered in a circle and began to brag wildly. One of them took out a few loose particles, and it looked like there would be a few more later.
Baal and that mage like Kira are also restless. They got together with Rickenhans and the others and started making noises. The remaining Amazon sisters and male and female assassins were relatively silent. However, this was due to their professional nature, not because they did not enjoy the atmosphere.
"Brother Alsace, what are you looking at? Come on, come on."
The idiot really didn't have any worries, and he had his revenge in half an hour. Hans and Ricken recovered from their obscene reading of the sign handed down from the ancestral well, and swayed back and forth with each other's arms, and those who didn't know thought they were brothers.
At this time, Ricken noticed me sitting alone and couldn't help but say hello. Although I didn't want to get involved in the whirlpool of stupidity between the two of them, I still enjoyed the atmosphere. After a moment of hesitation, I He came up with the bowl in hand.
"Come, come, come. It's hard to be happy today, so I will treasure it for many years."
After saying this, Ricken mysteriously dug into the inventory, then made a magic gesture and raised a large jar of wine high.
"You guys, didn't you say you want to quit drinking? You still keep such a thing secretly, are you still a captain?" Hans asked without missing any opportunity to attack his opponent.
"Ugh, I didn't drink. I usually take it out to look, touch, and smell. I really didn't drink. Damn it. Damn it!!"
Ricken immediately retorted loudly with tears in his eyes. The heroic and tragic aura displayed by a child who was like a child holding back something he liked shocked Hans for a moment.
Naturally, the four barbarian mercenaries and desert warriors who were getting into gambling also put down the powder in their hands, ran over to share a piece of the pie, and then simply snatched a jar from the hands of the howling Riken, and repeated it. Open the plate.
Don't underestimate the Amazon sisters. Spirits are one of the common items in the Amazon tribe. When they were very young, these Amazons started to come into contact with them. All are good drinkers.
Well, except for Sister Sharna.
I'm an average drinker. She belongs to the mediocre lower-middle class like me, but she is still much better than Sister Sharna. After drinking a few bowls under the strong tactics of Ricken and Hans, now it's a bit
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Remember every time you drink. It always ends in tragedy. This time I must hold back and never say it drunk.
"Hiccup"
He let out a wine burp. I half-closed my eyes and put my hand on Ricken's shoulder.
"That's right, Hiccup. Brother Ricken, I said "Yeah" that's right, that gay"
I pointed at the wizard opposite. That Kira asked, I originally wanted to ask in a more obscure way, but now it doesn't matter anymore, hahahahaha."
"Ki...I'm Kira."
He was also a little drunk, shaking his head at the mage in his mind, pointed at himself, and replied.
"Oh, let me just say, it's Kira, it must be Kira, hahahaha" while smiling, I put my head up to him mysteriously and whispered to him like a joint of an underground organization.
"Actually, I have a friend named Aslan, and he knows how to explode."
"Oh?" Kira tilted her head drunkenly and thought about it.
"I don't know much about sowing seeds. But I know how to sow seeds. My grandfather used to be the top leader in the village. He seems out of shape."
After saying that, Kira stood up in a serious manner and made a hoeing posture that was completely out of shape, causing everyone to applaud.
So, under the influence of alcohol, such meaningless and even suspicious conversations continued.
"Hey, what happened to Gris and Hannah? How pitiful they are sitting there."
Then we drank several bowls of wine. I narrowed my eyes and looked around, and found that the assassins Gris and Hannah were meditating in a daze. This kind of laggard behavior was not acceptable.
As soon as I said this. It attracted everyone's attention, even the four barbarians and desert warriors who were gambling and drinking on the other side. They all stopped holding powders and wine bowls.
Everyone focused their attention on Gris, and then, suddenly, without any warning, except Hannah and me. The ten faces all showed evil intentions, and could even be described as sinister, which made me tremble.
What's going on with these people? They suddenly showed such expressions. What on earth are they planning? But it seems to have nothing to do with them, and they are all heading towards Gris.
There were ten such intensely malicious glances. Although Gris tried his best to close his eyes and rest, his eyelids still twitched unconsciously.
"Yes, how can Gris be allowed to sit here alone?"
Ricken smiled maliciously. If it were him, it would be understandable. After all, Gris belonged to the team of his mortal enemy.
"That's right, Gris, come on, let's give everyone some face and have a drink."
However, now even Gris' captain Hans handed the wine bowl to Gris with a conspiratorial look on his face. It's puzzling to me.
"Looking at the wine bowl in front of him, he turned his head and looked at ten sinister eyes one by one. Gris moved his lips slightly and answered concisely.
"I want to keep vigil."
"Oh, if that's the case, it doesn't matter. My ghost wolf can replace it." I answered from the side very much for Gris or Xiang.
"That's right, you've seen the strength of brother Alsace's ghost wolf. Don't you still believe it?" Everyone immediately started to cheer.
Gris was silent. Wei Wei glanced at me, his eyes as cold as ever, but I could feel a strong resentment inside.
Hey, did I do something bad?
Then, look back. In the eyes of everyone looking forward to it, the refreshing wine bowl was full of momentum and made a gesture of raising its head to drink with great sadness. "
He swallowed the sake in large gulps, and with the sound of swallowing, he did not stop raising his head to drink. Instead, he drank naturally, raising his head, and raising his head. When the last drop of sake in the bowl was drank, his entire body bent ninety degrees. lie directly
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The beautiful angels seemed to feel sad for him, and sang sad songs to him above the clouds.
"Always walk alone
"Boom!!"
Along with the heavy sound of falling to the ground, the singing stopped in shock, and Gris fell asleep with his face flushed.
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This is Assassin Gris, a good man who gets drunk easily.
Well, no matter whether you like this style or not, after all, it was Xiaoqi who sacrificed an entire weekend to review the animated cartoons of the Chinese Little Master before starting to write. There is no credit but hard work, so everyone should pay attention to it.
