Ready to feel hopeless
Bu Fang's words resounded faintly.
At this moment, the whole audience boiled up, many people's breathing stagnated, and they felt some inexplicable panic, as if something terrible was about to happen.
Is it finally time to start
Today's challenge that Bu Fang said yesterday, the eighteen bans...hell curry!
Just hearing the name makes many people feel excited.
It has been many years since Jiacheng District has encountered such a fun thing...
You know, there are only a few things that can be entertained in the city of nothingness in the endless years. The challenge created by Bu Fang made many people inexplicably interested.
Up to Jiacheng District, down to Bingcheng District...
All nobles and civilians in the city of nothingness are paying attention to this challenge.
Through the projection array, all of this is so clearly reflected in front of everyone's eyes.
Bu Fang walked out of the restaurant.
After saying a word, after making everyone's hearts surge, they walked to the area that was divided yesterday on their own.
A heartbeat.
The White Tiger Heavenly Stove emerged again and fell to the ground, causing the ground to shake violently...
across.
Master Zhen Yong, Viscount Ashe, Viscount Daolun, etc., were all waiting attentively.
"Little cook... You can still talk! If I complete the challenge today, you will definitely provide the reward of Chaos Qi?"
Master Zhen Yong suppressed the excitement in his heart.
He refined a magic elixir overnight yesterday. With this elixir, the so-called stink will have no effect on him. Today, he must complete the challenge to make this cook feel hopeless!
Bu Fang was fiddling with everything in his hands, setting up tables and chairs.
As if hearing Master Zhen Yong's swearing words, he raised his head involuntarily and glanced at the latter.
"Well... rewards always work, as long as you can break through the challenge."
Bu Fang said.
His words were calm.
Many people exclaimed.
It's really a Primal Chaos Qi reward!
This cook is so arrogant!
The excitement in Master Zhen Yong's eyes became more intense...
"The old man is ready!"
Viscount Ashe's big wavy hair is also fluttering, and his eyes are full of determination.
She won't fall twice in the same place!
Viscount Daolun clenched his fists secretly, come on Daorun! You are the best!
There are other challengers around, and these challengers are quite looking forward to.
But they are full of vigor.
The person in charge of controlling the formation is a Viscount at the Dao Saint level.
Holding the formation in his hand, he approached Bu Fang, allowing the picture of the challenging position to be perfectly presented in the projection formation.
"Now, ten contestants, please take your seats..."
Bu Fang said expressionlessly.
His words were calm.
Many people looked at each other and looked at each other.
Afterwards, the ten people sat one after another on the dining table arranged by Bu Fang.
This time the dining table was different from yesterday. There was a white cloth on the dining table, and on the white cloth was a milky white round porcelain plate, and a long silver spoon was placed on the plate.
Ten people were seated, and they all felt some inexplicable fear in their hearts.
Bu Fang looked at the ten people.
Master Zhen Yong was eager to try, and in the distance, many alchemists also gathered to watch this scene.
The business of the alchemy workshop has been suspended today, and I am in place to watch today's challenge.
The main reason is that no one in the city of nothingness came to buy the elixir after the cook did it like this.
Such an exciting thing has attracted the attention of many people.
Viscount Ashe sat where she sat yesterday, where she fell, she will get up wherever she fell...
So she chose the same position.
Even though, the memory of yesterday left her with lingering fears.
Ten people were seated, and Bu Fang nodded.
"Wait a minute..."
"The dark dish for today's challenge is... Eighteen Forbidden Hell Curry."
Bu Fang said.
After Bu Fang finished speaking, he started cooking.
All eyes were on him.
For some in the Nothing City, this is the first time they've seen a cook cook.
Because of the ban of the Queen of the Curse, the city of nothingness has been innumerable years, and no cook has appeared.
Many people are curious.
The basalt pot is placed on the stove.
Bu Fang flicked his fingers, and the crimson flames jumped into the stove.
The scorching high temperature was released immediately, and with a bang, the flames almost burst out from the stove, startling the people around!
But Bu Fang's hands kept moving.
He pulled out a giant steamer.
Crashing, crystal clear rice grains were poured into it, and Bu Fang started to steam the rice.
His actions made many people frown.
"This guy... is he going to cook food?"
"Didn't it mean dark cuisine? If it's gourmet food, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the Queen's belief?"
"Whether you want it or not... Let's see again... If it's really cooking food, then this cook will commit a foul."
Many people are chattering and whispering.
Bu Fang looked unmoved.
The ten challengers at the dining table also had different complexions.
It was different from yesterday, because they didn't smell any ominous smell...
This makes many people feel a little weird.
Could it be that this cook intends to let them eat delicious food in the name of a challenge
What kind of challenge is that
Although it's hard to betray the Queen's belief, if you can get the Qi of Chaos, it's not a loss at all...
Bu Fang kept moving.
Gulu Gulu.
The spring of life is boiling, constantly surging, and steaming with dense air.
The rice in the steamer is also gradually ripening.
For this rice, Bu Fang used the middle-spirit rice from Tianyuan Tiandi, which was extremely delicious.
The rice grains alone are enough to make a delicacy.
but…
In order to take care of these challengers, Bu Fang reluctantly took out the rice.
boom!
Bu Fang hugged the steamer with both hands, and took the steamer out of the Xuanwu pot, splashing water flowed from the bottom of the steamer, and Bu Fang put it on the side.
After cleaning the basalt pot, Bu Fang began to prepare for... the main event!
Eighteen Forbidden Hell Curry…
It is different from looking up at the starry sky, or two different extreme dark dishes.
Looking up at the starry sky is smelly, so smelly that you have no friends.
But... Eighteen Forbidden Hell Curry is spicy, super spicy, painful, spicy to the extreme of doubting life...
Perhaps, the Eighteen Forbidden Hell Curry, like looking up at the starry sky, will leave a strong impression on the strong in the city of nothingness.
Crash!
Bu Fang shook his hand.
A huge basket suddenly appeared, and the basket was dumped down.
All kinds of peppers immediately filled the stove.
The types of peppers are very diverse, covering almost all types of peppers in the universe.
Holding the keel kitchen knife, the kitchen knife rotated, and Bu Fang began to process the peppers.
His movements are really too fast.
The knife is so fast that the kitchen knife is almost invisible.
Can only catch a streamer flickering.
Afterwards, the peppers flew away, were cut open, and chopped into small pieces...
All kinds of peppers, all kinds of peppers with different spiciness are stacked together...
The devil is hot, the nightmare is hot, the hell is hot... the hotness that hits your chest with a small fist...
The diced peppers were mixed in a pot by Bu Fang.
Bring to a simmer.
gurgling...
As time goes by.
A pot of scarlet chili juice in the Xuanwu pot is boiling and bubbling, and when the bubbles explode, the spicy taste is diffused.
In fact, the spiciness is not as strong as the smell.
Therefore, the shock of spiciness to everyone is not as terrifying as yesterday's looking up at the starry sky...
Many people don't care.
"chili?"
"Hey... I'm afraid this cook is stupid. Of the ten challengers, the weakest one is a strong man at the peak of a god emperor. Are you still afraid of being spicy?"
"That's hard to say, the smell of the cook yesterday made Master Zhenyong spitting foam..."
…
The nobles whispered to each other.
And on the table.
Ten people stared at Bu Fang's movements.
Master Zhen Yong's face froze slightly...
His heart is roaring, boiling, and waving the flag!
Nima!
Eighteen Forbidden Hell Curry... Isn't it stinky? !
The old man worked hard all night, boiled the stench, survived from the stench, wouldn't the refining pill be in vain
Tears welled up in Master Zhen Yong's eyes.
He... was tricked!
Spicy... not stinky!
Viscount Ashe's eyes were fixed, and Marquis Daolun clenched his fists. It seems that today they have a chance to avenge yesterday's humiliation!
Gulu Gulu.
The spiciness that permeates the air is actually not very strong.
However, the spicy smell irritates the nasal cavity, making many people sneeze uncontrollably.
For a while, around the restaurant, sneezing sounded one after another.
Bu's expression was indifferent.
Qitian Spoon kept stirring in the Xuanwu pot.
A large pot of chili juice that was originally full is now only half full.
As time goes by.
The half pot is boiled until the remaining third is left.
The viscous and rich chili sauce exudes horror that makes the soul burn!
When only a quarter of the chili juice is left.
Bu Fang began to make other preparations.
He took out many spices.
These spices were made by Bu Fang in the pastoral world by Niu Hansan.
The production of spices is actually not too much trouble.
At least, it is much more difficult than spiritual hybridization.
To put it bluntly, curry is a combination of spices.
Bu Fang poured portions of spices into the Xuanwu pot according to the prescribed ratio.
The taste of the chili sauce in the Xuanwu pot was immediately suppressed.
The sauce in the pot also began to change color.
Soon, it turned brown and had the color of curry.
Bu Fang glanced at everyone.
soon.
The curry is out of the pan, plated, cooled...
Bu Fang dug out the curry and poured it on a plate...
After cooling the curry, it will not have that strong taste.
But the color... it shocked many people.
"Fuck! What the hell is this?!"
"This is... corpse rice!"
"This color... this appearance... looks like corpse rice! This cook...is crazy! Does he want Master Zhen Yong and the others to eat corpse rice?"
…
Everyone is boiling.
In particular, the strong man in charge of the projection array specially took a close-up of Bu Fang's cooled curry.
That's right, the russet curry, after it's cooled down, looks... more nauseating.
Dark Cuisine!
Really dark food...
What a challenge!
The pupils of the strong men in many urban areas could not help but light up...
It was an expression of overwhelming interest.
Bu Fang glanced at a group of people. How could he not understand the small thoughts of these people.
This curry is not heated and it is.
but…
Bu Fang poured the curry into the Xuanwu pot and stirred it slowly.
On the other side, portions of white rice were scooped out from blue and white porcelain bowls.
The crystal clear rice, the grains are round, and the air above it is flowing, which looks refreshing.
Take a deep breath, the fragrance of rice.
Bu Fang grabbed the rice and brought it to the side of the Xuanwu pot.
The color of the curry in the pot has turned red after being heated...
It's not as offensive as before.
No other toppings, no other ingredients.
Bu Fang scooped out the curry and poured it on the rice...
clatter...
The red curry covered the rice and penetrated through the gaps between the rice grains.
A serving of Eighteen Forbidden Hell Curry Rice is complete.
Bu Fang held the meals and placed them in front of the challenger one by one.
The challengers looked at each other.
The light spicy taste permeates, and the round rice grains...
It seems that this bowl of rice is harmless to humans and animals.
Is this also a challenge
Although the color of the curry used to be disgusting, the current color of the curry is very appetizing...
Master Zhen Yong looked at the curry rice in front of him, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.
I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this step's gourd.
Xiao Ai, Xiao You, and the noble lady all looked around curiously.
Bu Fang clapped his hands and walked to a corner of the dining table with his hands behind his back.
"The second round of dark cuisine, eighteen forbidden...hell curry rice, complete."
"Everyone, if anyone can eat all the curry rice, eat it clean, and there is not a grain of rice left, it will be judged as a successful challenge."
"In addition, there is a glass of ice water next to everyone's dinner plate. Everyone has two chances to drink water... Remember, only two times, more than two times... is eliminated."
Bu Fang leaned down slightly, glanced at the ten challengers, and said.
Everyone was startled.
Can I still drink water
As we all know, drinking water can relieve the spicy taste, which is to reduce the difficulty of the challenge.
"Don't think too much... water is provided for you, just to prevent you... from being so spicy that you lose your sense of taste."
Bu Fang said expressionlessly.
"Everyone on your marks... Now, the challenge of curry rice from the Eighteen Forbidden Hells..."
"start!"