The milky white soup floated in the thick soup with purple mulberry leaves slightly exposed after the high temperature, and the soft and stewed crucian carp that was just fried and stewed, all exuded an attractive smell.

However, compared with the main ingredients disclosed in these recipes, the most noteworthy one is the neatly laid on the inside of the casserole. With the firepower, the carefully trimmed skin makes a small sound, constantly releasing one small bubble after another.

At this moment, Sasuke performed the rigor that a chef should have, pinched a pinch of coarse salt and sprinkled it into the soup basin. In an instant, a faint golden light gushed out of the soup basin.

"It's shining!" Feng Xue sighed slightly in her heart. It's worthy of swallowing the Omega consciousness of countless worlds. If it's a traditional main god, even if you can make a peerless delicacy, if you want to shine, you have to realize it yourself. How can you achieve it in one step like this?

Seeing Sasuke licking the soup skillfully in the small bowl, Feng Xue suddenly felt a strange contrast, that feeling... it was like a distortion that he met someone he shouldn't have to do what he shouldn't have to do at a place that he shouldn't have to exist.

However, this moment of twist was cleverly captured by Feng Xue.

He is not the kind of second-hand protagonist who always misunderstands the fruits in online novels. At the moment when he had strange thoughts, hundreds of millions of thinking threads were rapidly expanding, and all the wisdom in the entire dream began to operate, recording everything within the perception range, which even included Feng Xue's body functions and the secretion state of hormones in the brain, and even the soul wavelength was quickly remembered by Feiluo.

In other words, even if he really missed this opportunity, he could use the power of Phela and the entire fantasy dream to reproduce the feeling of this moment countless times until he was completely numb.

In the short few seconds of Sasuke Mori Soup, Feng Xue extended the touch of that moment infinitely, and finally discovered the key to it-

Circle.

As an incomplete version of the unity of man and nature, while smuggling itself into heaven and earth, the circle also gives the power to perceive all things with the heart. With this power, Feng Xue captured the charm of it at the moment when the fish soup shines.

Feng Xue is sure that it is not Sasuke's own charm!

Pandora's thread is fully opened, and a large number of variables and calculations are poured in. Within three thousandths of a second, all the impossible is eliminated, leaving only the only truth-

The A-level cooking skills exchanged by Omega will do not essentially give the reincarnation people real cooking skills. Instead, when they want to cook, they put the remaining "Dao Rhyme" of the chef who matches this dish in the world they have swallowed (the reason why Feng Xue couldn't imagine a better description, not that it is really Dao Rhyme) on the reincarnation people, forming an effect similar to the fusion of the world of the Spirit King. It is just that the reincarnation people themselves dominate all this. They can only feel that they suddenly become able to cook, but they don't understand why they can do it.

At the same time, because the direct acquisition of Taoist rhyme contains the "feeling" of a chef, coupled with mechanized action editing, this ability to perfectly produce corresponding works is synthesized.

This method of strengthening seemed to open a new door for Feng Xue, and the original incarnation lacked combat power almost immediately came up with a solution.

"Touching Sako to cross the river is indeed a good recipe! Kelp Head is so genius, but she doesn't feel this way." Feng Xue looked at Sasuke, who had just filled the soup bowl with eight points, and became more and more satisfied. Sasuke had no idea of ​​his status and overwhelmed a certain Kelp Head again. He just came to Feng Xue, carefully grabbed the sleeves to avoid getting stuck in the soup bowl, and then placed the bowl and spoon on the table.

The curling blue smoke rose with the fresh fragrance. Feng Xue was in a good mood and felt that the temptation of the food seemed to have increased a little more.

He held up the soup bowl and gently stirred the spoon-

"Then, I'm starting."

The milky white soup poured into the mouth, and the rich umami flavor exploded in the mouth, fresh, delicious, and tender... There was no solid ingredients, but it was possible to taste the wonderful taste from the soup.

Contradictory and unified, elegant and fiery, surging but full of momentum.

In the past, the soup seemed to contain endless life, and every drop cheered and jumped on Feng Xue's tongue, and finally turned into a warm current, sliding across his throat.

This is not like a dish, without any praiseworthy taste, neither serving or appetizing, whether it is a dish before or after the meal, it seems out of place. If you have to place it, it can only be considered a drink or snack.

But this snack burst out the fresh word intact, allowing Feng Xue to engrave the word firmly in his heart.

From now on, as long as he thinks of the Chinese character composed of fish and sheep, this soup will pop up in his heart immediately.

A bowl of fish soup was already in the blink of an eye, and a warm current swam along his limbs and bones. He could feel his bones and internal organs being under the nourishment. Although it was no longer of great significance to him at this time, it was worthy of praise to be able to strengthen himself.

But this confidence has not lasted for too long, but the warm current suddenly surged up and rushed into the mind. The next moment, the strong sourness exploded in Feng Xue's eyes, and slightly gray tears kept pouring out like a waterfall.

It was flowing and rumbling, but Feng Xue did not think that he had a bad plot. It could feel that with these inexplicable tears, his eyes were constantly increasing.

Three liters of liquid flowed out, and Feng Xue's tears stopped. This amount had exceeded three-fifths of the total blood in the human body, but Feng Xue surprisingly did not feel any symptoms of thirst or dehydration.

But he also understood that this was just an illusion after his body was strengthened, just like those idiots who just broke through and felt that they were invincible in the world. If he really thought that nothing was wrong, maybe what was waiting for him was a pointed boot falling from the sky.

"Another bowl." Feng Xue said without hesitation. Sasuke was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he showed a gentle smile and took the soup bowl and started serving the soup.

Feng Xue could see his smile clearly. There was no doubt that it was the Taoist rhyme that came from him.
Chapter completed!