Chapter 382: : Only half a step!

"It's about to start!"
Redeemed a [Beichen Sirius Blade], consuming 10,000 points of fame value, at this time, Xia Yu no longer cares about the costs and benefits, he just wants to apply what he just realized to practice!
Uh!
Lifting the right-handed Ice Soul Sword, and looked away at the Ice Sword, Xia Yu himself squinted at the coldness.
The whole knife is shining, the sunlight is projected from the window, the ice skate is more like a lens, while the dazzling light is flowing, there is a trace of coldness visible to the naked eye!
The point is, when in the bedroom, Xia Yu frowned secretly.
Cold, bitterly cold!
The five fingers of the right hand pinched the handle of the "Beichen Sky Wolf Blade", and the biting cold covered the palm along the fingertips, giving Xia Yu a feeling that the entire palm should be frozen.
The right arm lifts the strength, the blood is full, but fortunately, the body is strong enough, and the cold in the palm will not affect the action.
"Cooking skills-[Arhat Crystal Cut]!"
Xia Yu has no time to hesitate. Now that he has decided to go all out, try to really push the "Lie Bing Xian Diao Shan" recipe to the "must kill" level, then it's time to act!
Grab the puffer fish in the cold water.
The pufferfish has gone from head to tail, leaving only the most delicious torso.
"Boom Boom Boom Boom..."
It rains like a knife.
Puffer fish flakes are thin, like petals, flying to the ice sculpture on the table.
The abbot of Tamagawa and Misagawa had nothing to say.
The mysterious old man just hugged his chest with both hands, interestingly stared at the young chef who was devoted to cooking, and then looked at the ice blade in his hand, and there was a smile of excitement in the corner of his mouth.
"It really is...the breath of the dark cooking world!"
"However, Xia Qing's grandson, how can he be imprinted in the dark cooking world? Or, he just masters the cooking skills of the dark world and is in charge of kitchenware, not a dark chef?"
He is a monster.
What light cooking world, what dark cooking world, has nothing to do with him.
To his present level, he has initially disengaged from the support of spiritual cuisine, even if he has not eaten for many years, he will not be soulless.
Therefore, for him, food is more like a landscape than a necessity for survival.
quickly.
In less than ten minutes, the pufferfish trunk was dismembered.
"Click!"
Xia Yu took a step back, and Yuchuan Meisha's ears moved, hearing a very subtle sound, and reflexively, covering her mouth and looking at the ice knife held in Xia Yu's hand, in just one second, this knife spread all over Cracked and slammed!
As if the lenses fell, for a time, the kitchen was the sound of ice falling to the ground.
"System, execute the treatment plan!" Xia Yu said in mind, and used a certain medicine directly through the inventory. The frozen right arm immediately regained consciousness. The right palm frozen into a sauce purple gradually became bloody.
After a few minutes.
The palm completely returned to normal, and Xia Yu took the knife handle away from his palm.
Ding!
The knife handle fell and shattered.
Xia Yu did not look at it, turned around and continued to be busy.
Another five minutes passed.
"Please enjoy—" He put the dark yellow soy sauce dipping sauce into three small dishes, placed it in front of Yuchuan Abbot, Yukawa Misa, and the old man, and made a gesture of welcoming.
Yuchuan Misha covered her mouth and straightened her eyes.
Quietly, the cute puffer fish ice sculpture on the stage was covered by sashimi.
Each piece of sashimi has a smooth surface like a mirror, reflecting the corner of the kitchen.
The key is that the shiny sashimi is like cooking puzzles, so that the pufferfish that has the charm of charm at this time is exuding a strong soul!
Live!
"interesting!"
"My appetite has been awakened!"
Without Xia Yu's nonsense, the old man took a step forward, picked up the chopsticks he had prepared, and tore a thin slice of cicada from the puffer fish ice sculpture.
"Wait--" Xia Yu pointed to the sauce on the table, "dip the sauce and taste better!"
"Dip?"
Behind, the abbot of Tamagawa looked wonderful.
"The fish fillet you made last night, how come there is no sauce?" she asked suspiciously.
Yuchuan Meisha whispered for Xia Yu, "Grandma, Ayu's mental state was not very good that night, he has done all he can!"
"Is it really?"
The abbot of Yuchuan looked at the granddaughter who took the initiative to help a foreign boy cover, and snorted indifferently.
Xia Yu shrugged.
He knew that if he dared to say that he deliberately cut corners and cut corners that night, this old nun must have gone wild. After all, she is the initiator of the private halberd, but the contestants perfunctory, the key is perfunctory and still crushed in the past, is this not hitting her face?
"what--"
Suddenly, the three were attracted by the change.
In front of the kitchen counter, the old man who first ate a piece of puffer fish sashimi, raised his head high, and exhaled a hot and cold mist.
At the same time, Yuzhi slipped.
The kimono also slipped.
Even the belt was automatically released with a click, and the hakama dropped to the bottom, spreading on the ground.
So the old man was naked only a little white loincloth.
"what!"
Tamagawa Misa turned quickly.
Yuchuan Abbot’s eyes were on his muscular arms and expected hips, and he said with a smile: "I said old things, the body is well maintained, but the general public is stripped off. Even if you are a monster, you might feel a little ashamed. ?"
There was a deep sarcasm in her words.
But the old man didn't care, facing the window where the sun was shining directly, he put down his high head for a while, and converged the shock of his face.
Turning his back to Xia Yu, he said in a deep voice:
"If it weren't for the pufferfish ingredients... your sashimi cuisine can be called a special "must kill" dish! "
The old man is free of the previous unrestrained, his voice is full of affirmation.
"No, I think the hot puffer ingredients are even hotter than the so-called fantasy ingredients!" Xia Yu replied with a smile and a different opinion.
"Well!"
Hearing the words, suddenly remembering something, the old man turned around and stared at the teenager deeply.
"You used your own heart and ingredients to create a mood of fire?"
"No wonder!"
The old man then exclaimed: "No wonder I just ate sashimi, and when I chewed carefully, the ice field in the extreme northern kingdom suddenly rumbling down a sacred shrine, three flavors of real fire raging on the ice field... Fire and ice Wrestling, entanglement, fusion!"
Take the shrine?
Sanwei really hot?
Yuchuan Meisha, who turned her back, was messy and her face was dazed.
The abbot of Yuchuan was thoughtful.
The more the old man said, the more he showed his face, and he couldn’t help applauding:
So, even if the quality of the ingredients is not enough and there are inherent irreversible defects, you use your own creativity to give food a new, crazy The ultimate fire of the wild! No wonder the quality of "must be killed" is almost there! "
"In this puffer fish, sexual heat is an intrinsic characteristic of fire, that is, the fire fold, which is burnt by you a little!"
In fact, the old man was shocked.
Less than an hour ago, he used a simple two or three sentences to wake up the boy.
Unexpectedly, the teenager's understanding and comprehension are so terrible, and he turned around and took a fusion of "must kill" dishes~EbookFREE.me~ That's right!
"Must kill" times!
The ice-cold taste of the extreme northern heaven is the ultimate, corresponding to an indescribable "sublimation" kitchen heart, so the moment the fish fillet enters, the taster will have a fluttering feeling.
Then, there is a brand new Shenhuo.
The ultimate flame, corresponding to the heart of the flame, primitive, wild, uninhibited.
The hot and cold flavors are simultaneously interpreted on the tip of the tongue.
If the fillet itself also carries the ultimate flavor inherent in fantasy ingredients, isn't it the fusion of the three ultimate flavors, and it really meets the minimum requirements of the special "must kill" dishes!
Two kinds of cooking, three kinds of ultimate taste.
unfortunately!
While shocked, the old man couldn't help but sigh, and there was regret in satisfaction. (To be continued.)