Chapter 964: : "Possibility"

boom!
In a slightly larger kitchen, the tables and chairs were moved to the corners, and the middle of the room was freed. Xia Yu stood, his hands loose, and two iron that fell in autumn suddenly fell to the ground.
In front of the charcoal pile, the originally soaring flame suddenly fell back, and there was a strange fragrance in the room.
The aroma is naturally emitted from the burning of ‘Morse oil’.
Since it is a major food for halberds, research recipes, the burned out funds are staggering, but can not save. Fortunately, "Morse Oil" is unlocked early, and its reputation is not lacking. Xia Yu is willing to spend her blood to develop and practice, and is not afraid of attrition.
The two iron were fiercely fired and burned into a dazzling orange-red color.
When it fell on the ground, it was so hot that there were black marks on the floor. Xia Yu put on heat-insulating gloves and concealed a button on one side of the sphere. A click was made, and the fog came out, and the round iron ball turned out to be hollow. , And split in half!
With a thump, a few pieces of roasted meat fell on a white ceramic dish, venting their fragrant fragrance into the air.
Xia Yu didn't look at the quality of a few pieces of meat, but closed his eyes slightly, leaning on his nose to capture the aroma flowing in the air, so as to judge the fusion of barbecue and sauce.
"Fortunately, it's the fairy chrysanthemum sauce of the fairy shellfish. The personal culinary mark is very soft, unassuming, and unassuming. How to say, the mark in the sauce is broken by a little scorching like "Burning Flame"."
"The main crux is that I am not skilled enough, but after training, the improvement in fusion is very obvious. Compared with yesterday, there should be a 10% increase..."
Xia Yu thought.
Beep, the phone on the table rang.
An old friend, Mu Xiaoyue, the editor-in-chief of Witness Classics, laughed on the phone: "What happened to the text message you sent me?"
"Did you not read it?" Xia Yu smiled with a faint smile on her lips. "An invitation letter, I invite you to watch the bustle and bring your team, are you interested?"
"lively?"
The phone stopped laughing.
Xia Yu said frankly: "Accurately, it's kicking the hall. I'm going to pick someone else's gold signboard."
Exclaimed, "I said which one ate bear heart leopard gall, and dare to provoke you to the summer demon king? Really crooked..."
"Baiyun Pavilion."
"..." A series of rapid coughs across, "Ah, cough... Bai, Baiyun Pavilion? Lying trough, Jingchu's house?!!!"
The cute girls are all swearing, one can imagine how surprised.
An um answer made the phone silent.
It took a long time for Mu Xiaoyue to lower the tone: "I said, it is not unreasonable to use the remaining courage to chase the poor coup, but the problem is that Baiyun Pavilion is not a poor cobbler. Wei Zhong was defeated by you, but Bai Yun Pavilion's The owner, Huang He, is a dragon chef. Anyway, he came to the door to remove other people's signboards... well, not self-seeking..."
The rest of the word "dead road" was stuck. Mu Xiaoyue estimated to be whispering in the corner of the office, for fear of leaking the news, which would attract jokes from the entire Chinese community.
"So to speak, the halberd is the halberd, and the yellow crane is subject to the halberd rule, but why don't you. But the nature is different when you go to the hall to kick the hall, what kind of person do you see, who was kicked by the mountain gate, Still indifferent? It's about the rise and fall of the lineup. When the time comes, Huang He can bypass the rule of eating halberd and personally deal with you as a kicker..."
Inhaling deeply, Mu Xiaoyue urged: "All in all, you can do whatever you want outside, but Qianglong has to be obedient to others!"
"Don't go! No matter how much hatred or resentment you have against Baiyun Pavilion, don't go!"
Doodle.
After talking, Mu Xiaoyue panted, but heard a busy sound from the mobile phone, and he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said: "This man... really... Hey, why don't you listen! Don't die!"
At the same time, Qi Qingyan also received an invitation message.
As far as Xia Yu is concerned, how can a grand event of kicking a stadium be without media and onlookers.
By the way, Tang Yuqiong was contacted. She is the contemporary leader of "Zhulongju". Since she decided to use Juxia sauce as a powerful weapon to defeat the enemy, the origin of this weapon must be clearly stated. Tang Yuqiong performed the cover of "Turn the Dragon Pot" and cooperated with the notes of Juxiaxia. Even if the king of the king had a thorough question, Xia Yu could handle it calmly.
One by one text messages and messages.
Finally, landing on the personal social platform, Xia Yu edited a text to talk about it, but it was coded and deleted, and deleted and coded. The open letter of the kicking hall hesitated several times, pondering word by word, and finally did not send it out.
Snapped.
As soon as the phone was lost, Xia Yu rubbed his temple: "In the final analysis, there is still lack of energy and momentum!"
Qi and momentum.
Simply put, it is courageous and general.
The courage of Xia Yu is not lacking, but the trend is to condense into a torrent that bursts a dragon chef, and the current accumulation seems to be thin.
In short, it is still not confident about the recipe.
"Damn!"
Xia Yu gritted her teeth. Has the goal of the "system, "Name of Juxia sauce" been achieved? "
"The current recipe is 50% complete..."
"Is the target at least 60%? Practice again!" He lowered his head to pick up the big iron ball on the ground.
Having said that, the weird combination of iron and chains is still a little inspiration for Xia Yu from a recipe called Kaihua Guoba in Zhonghua Yifan.
Barbecue? It is okay to treat it as a tight iron plate. After all, Xia Yu can bake the whole pigeon and the whole chicken into the orange-red iron ball with a scorching flame, let alone a piece of meat. Xia Yu can roast it well, without scorching, perfect for the fire.
and……
Such a sealed iron ball involves the fusion of barbecue and sauce. In other words, Xia Yu is using a cooking technique, through the rotation of the arm, with the most primitive brute force to crush the chrysanthemum sauce!
"Boom--"
I don't know how many days have passed. Xia Yu was sweaty and wet. When he put down the iron ball, his legs and heels were softly staggering for two steps, barely standing still. At this time, his ears resounded with pleasant system information.
"Successfully create a recipe, the preliminary rating is quasi-dragon level, please name the recipe!"
"The task is completed, the super reward carousel is opening..."
Ding! Ding!
Xia Yu did not look at it, skipped the upsetting lottery process and directly checked the harvest of the backpack.
[Golden Crystal] 2!
what!
Shocked, Xia Yu's eyes widened slightly, one spar must be out, and the second spar... was it opened by himself? After sweating, there was a pale face, and finally there was a smile. European qi was really an indescribable thing. At the critical moment, a wave of luck broke out, adding a lot of fire to his ‘potential’!
These two spars, without much beeping, were directly thrown to the two knife skills of "Arhat Crystal Cut" and "Seven Stars Breaking the Army Quickly Cut"!
"boom--"
Golden torrents emerged.
In his head, with the swish sound effect, the screen of the knife array filled with strong cold air slowly unfolded, Xia Yu stared at the two sword icons from purple to gold, to the state of golden overflow, and the corner of the mouth was split.
Now, let’s cut the so-called ‘god ingredients’, will it be barrier-free?
Just think about it!
Take out a piece of frog meat, and then buy an ice knife from the system. Xia Yu held the cold white blade of ice crystals, and the breath slightly sank to Dantian. I felt that the left and right limbs were full of mysterious power. It was as small as possible. The feeling of dust is more wonderful than the micromanipulation state of the "God's Hand". It seems that the spare tire prince successfully ascended the throne, sitting on the seat called the emperor, and gazing at all beings!
The young man’s eyes showed the majesty of the eye, at this moment, the knife was in his hand, and he was unparalleled!
Cold light flashed.
"Oh--"
The frog's tongue meat like a ruby ​​block turned into a flickering pale pink silk thread. This scene is like the spirit of the knife with slightly closed eyes under the cherry tree at the end of April.
Soon, the silk became a plate of "sweet".
Xia Yu turned her head and took out a bottle of sauce from a small cabinet in her personal possession. The label on the bottle was ‘Ome sauce/sashimi’.
This is to classify in advance and identify the benefits of each chrysanthemum sauce with your tongue. When you need it, you don’t have to face the pile of bottles and cans in the cabinet. Just take it.
Pour a small sauce, chopsticks, a clip of frog tongue like a piece of carrot, still on the chopsticks, there is a slight jitter.
Dip the sauce and send it for import.
The green plum sourness of the sauce first appeared on the tongue, followed by the torrent of life of the frog!
Click!
The wooden chopsticks on the hand shattered, and the green tendons spread along the palm, from the arm, to the face. Xia Yu seems to be struggling in the torrent of life, but there is also an unspeakable color of enjoyment. "Is this, is this Xia Zhihuan? A lot of frogs..."
"Well!"
Something hit my face, shocked unexpectedly.
Putong, the whole face fell in a soft embrace, and his head was also squeezed by a huge plump, Xia Yu seemed to be suffocating after running fiercely on the summer hot field, the soft embraced master was light With a chuckle, a non-existent breeze swept through Xia Yu's ear. "...Remember, remember?"
Wow la la.
The summer rain came, and Xia Yu reached out to grab the misty skirt corner, but he woke up.
"Ok?!"
Xia Yu was stunned, and the scent of Qin was still dancing on the tip of his nose.
After a while, the teenager smiled strangely.
"If this is the so-called "spirit"..."
"I think it's probably not difficult to catch it!"
At a glance at the retina, the system information has been swiped. It is nothing more than the log text of ‘Food Stomach Activation’, ‘Food Cells are absorbing’, ‘Cell Evolution Progress Improvement’.
Xia Yu only looked at the final changes.
"[Unknown·Gourmet Cell], intensity A, evolution value 91%."
Can't help shaking.
A while ago~EbookFREE.me~The cell strength changed from B to A. After that, he cooked up all the ingredients that could eat and absorb. The evolutionary value barely reached 13%, but now it is 91%. Xia Yu Pinch fingers, breathing out in the mouth, good forehead, strong explosion of'god ingredients', which gave him a nearly 80% progress bar, almost rising to a food tyrant level.
There are some strange sources of information in my mind.
"Huh? Has the hair changed?"
Xia Yu took a pinch of hair behind his shoulders, lifted it to his chest, grasped it in his hand, looked at a hair controlled by him, and swelled like a baby's forearm in a blink of an eye. Both visual sense.
The corners of the mouth twitched more than once, and the joy of improving the power of the food tyrant and food chef turned into grief and indignation. Xia Yu opened his mouth: ...WQNMLGB! "
This is more disgusting than Medusa with a snake hair.
Xia Yu quickly stopped the change and returned the hair to its original state. He touched the delicate and silky hair, and suddenly felt that killing Matt was better than tentacle. After all, killing Matt is still a realistic dimensional style. If tentacle hair... er, how many layers of the Yuan barrier broke through this time? It's super magic painting style.