Zhang Wei witnessed everything that happened in front of him.
"So fast speed, not only movement, but also nerve reactions, visual conduction ... even the operation method is not bad."
Even if Zhang Wei's eyes can just keep up.
Mo Lao said aside: "This red pill is also one of the hermit restaurants. These hermit restaurants are not open to the public. They only receive diners with sufficient qualifications."
It really has a personality.
However, in this world, even ordinary chefs are extremely high, let alone those who stand at the top of the chef.
For the strength of Hong Pills, this refugee is nothing at all.
But in fifteen minutes, each pot was cooked six times, with a full 6,000 pot, and 60,000 copies of cooking!
And these dishes are very tricky. The simple ingredients are matched. At least twenty kinds of dishes are presented. With the staple food prepared by the assistants, everyone eats the mouth full of oil.
The staple food is a kind of flour food, which is completely made by the assistant.
Use high -temperature iron plate to fry oil to spread a certain liquid flour pulp, which can become tender noodle cake in only eighty seconds.
These noodle cakes are white like snow, dotted with star macular, soft bomb, and milk flavor.
"Fried milk cake!"
Although simple, it is very testing technology.
Between the top chefs and ordinary men, just a little bit different.
At the same time, another corner of the mainland, fifty miles away from Zhang Wei's putting the hanging pot, also had a group of refugees who were struck by gourmet pirates to go to the mineral hole.
only.
There was a problem in their direction.
The leader of the old man wearing a bucket, looking at the heavens: "Strange, how is the scenery here different from the drawings?"
Another humanity: "Perhaps the drawing is too long, and the scenery is normal for a year."
"No, can the grass and trees change, can the mountains and rivers still change? It must have gone wrong."
"So ... what to do now?"
"Return to the original road!"
Everyone stopped: "This is not possible! Family, the food is almost consumed all the way. If the original road returns, the food is definitely not enough. If you want to starve halfway, you need to abandon some women and children ...
... "
The old man in Douyu seemed very majestic, and immediately said: "Now fighting everywhere, within a thousand miles, the only one who can provide food to support these hundreds of thousands, only the mineral cavity!
one!"
"Family!"
"I have a decision!"
Speaking, the old man of Douyu stomped his feet, and the ground was cracking. Obviously, he was not an ordinary old man.
At this moment, the old man of Douyu felt a cold heart, and a vulnerable voice said: "That's not okay! If we look back, what can we do?"
The old man of Douyu burst into a wave of gas, watching the person who attacked himself.
Hei Chasma!
He has always been a young man who is quite important, but why did he attack himself?
Surrounded by around, everyone's eyes are murderous.
"You guys ... what are you going to do?"
Hei Chada licks the blood stain on the dagger: "Don't blame us, we just want to live comfortably under this world of fucking!"
"What's the meaning!"
Hechama pointed to a group of humanity: "A long time ago, people from the Western continent contacted us. There was a large number of pigs on the coast.
"You take a good look. There are hundreds of thousands of people here. As long as you do this vote, all of us can live what you want to eat!"
Hei Chada's expression is very mania.
The remaining high -levels are also black, and obviously they know this.
Hechama continued: "Sixty kilometers from slave vessels from the coastline here, I can't let you break our plan!"
"It turns out ... the large army goes to the wrong direction, you are arranged by you."
"No!"
Heidhama pointed at the surrounding crowd: "It should be said that we arranged it together!"
The old man of Douyu drank angrily, the wound erupted the steam, and began to heal quickly.
It is just a trace of green steam. Obviously, the dagger is stained with toxins.
"Old or not, I know you have been stubborn enough. Fortunately, I didn't discuss it ... Oh, now, I have to remove you."
"brute!"
"Enough!"
Hechama roared: "I just want to eat delicious food. What's wrong with this? I want to tell you that nothing can stop me from the food of food, I must ..."