Chapter three hundred and thirty first powerful thing
"Why are you worried?" After successfully cooking a bowl of edible green onion noodles under Yi Liuling's guidance, the King of Dark Night was obviously in a very good mood. He found that the former was a little depressed, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "I'm not making progress?
Is it quite fast?"
"Ah, it's not this," Yi Liuling came to her senses, shook her head quickly, and picked up the noodle bowl handed to him by the King of Dark Night, "It's something of my own."
After learning that the Dark Night King was the deceased cousin of the Mask Queen, Yi Liuling thought of something else wrong.
Judging from the current experience, this cooking conference is extremely famous among chefs, and people from faraway places may even come from afar to attend. So, although this is just a matter in the chef circle, he shouldn't have completely stopped him.
Never heard of it.
In addition, Skoga is also a dead person. Although Yi Liuling doesn't remember the specific time, based on the age of the Mask Queen, it would be appropriate to say that this period of time is enough.
Could it be that something really happened in Ron Village? If so, what exactly caused it? Is it related to the Siren overseas?
It seems that it is better to ask something out of the mouth of the King of Dark Night. Thinking of this, Yi Liuling picked up the noodles with chopsticks, took a bite, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across his head.
"Ouch," Yi Liuling quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks and touched the back of her head. "What's the matter? I seem to be electrocuted?"
"Be confident and take it away," said the King of Dark Night with pride, "I have thought seriously. If I just made a bowl of traditional noodles, I would not be able to compare with the master who has been immersed in this art for many years. Therefore, I
You must have your own originality.”
Yi Liuling suddenly had a bad premonition. After carefully experiencing his own magic and confirming that he was not poisoned, he picked up the noodles again and looked at them.
"Wait, this seems not a noodles?" After looking closely, Yi Liuling found that the noodles in front of him were not just ramen, but were made from thinner and smaller "double silk" like a braided hemp rope
The woven has strange patterns on it, which is not possible with flour alone. "You won't stuff any strange ingredients into it again, right?"
"It's thunder leaves, I added thunder leaves." The King of Dark Night put his hips on his hips, "I boiled the thunder leaves in boiling water, mixed them with flour and then pulled them into thin silk. When the wonderful feeling is described in the book, it is like an electric shock, so I
Electrical inscriptions are bound to…”
"You should talk about this kind of thing earlier," Yi Liuling coughed dryly. His mouth was still a little numb now. "Fortunately you used Leiye. If you used Leiren, my teeth would collapse."
Thunder leaves are leaves of a spiritual plant with thunder trees. The reason why this spiritual plant is not called a tree is because it has no roots and branches. It is a piece of wood like a pillar, which mostly grows in areas with high incidence of thunderstorms.
The thunderwood itself has excellent conductivity for electrical elements, and is compared with the electric magician.