Chapter 1,707 The Father of Hybridization's Latest Product

Bu Fang covered his mouth.

It turns out...that's how the food is cooked.

The ingredients turned out to be bugs from the cursed river...

Bu Fang had never seen such a simple and rough cooking method before...

As a chef who loves fine food, Bu Fang is a bit of a germaphobe. He likes to be clean, just like the man did before.

But……

The contrast that the man showed in the end was really too great.

The insect climbed on his arm, and when it squirmed, it gave off a numb and creepy feeling that made Bu Fang feel a little depressed inside.

Roar!

Outside the kitchen, there were roars. Those roars came from the one thousand exiles selected in Ding City.

Bu Fang had seen the fanaticism and madness of those exiles towards this dark cuisine.

From the beginning, this cooking competition was unfair.

Bu Fang stood on the side that was absolutely crushed.

At this moment, Bu Fang, whose mind was violently shaken, was a little confused. He was still recalling the nausea of ​​that dark dish.

certainly……

Bu Fang couldn't think of what kind of dishes and delicacies he could use to win this kind of dark cuisine.

Let the exiled people in Dingcheng District, who had already been attracted by this dark cuisine, choose his delicacy.

…

"Lost."

The rickety old man looked at the picture with tears in his eyes. He felt the same as Bu Fang's confusion in the picture.

Once upon a time, he was also confused like this, and then, he completely failed and lost completely.

Looking at the man, the rickety old man looked extremely complicated.

This is him, who he once was...

That was his past. However, he was imprisoned by the Cursed Queen and sealed in this death barrier for life after life...

Cursed Queen...

The rickety old man clenched his fists.

However, a dark curse emerged, causing severe pain and convulsions all over his body.

…

"vomit……"

"This food... is so disgusting. Only the disgusting reptiles in Dingcheng District would eat this."

"This is a reward from the queen to them. They should be grateful for being able to suppress the curse!"

The nobles also saw the man's cooking, and their expressions changed. Some nobles even covered their lips with ugly expressions.

Indeed... this kind of cooking has a huge impact on them.

Although they have long known how to cook this food.

However, every time they look at it, they feel a sense of nausea roiling from deep within their bodies.

This is also the reason why they look down on people from Dingcheng District.

In their opinion, the people in Dingcheng District who eat this kind of food are just ants and reptiles...

"Although it's disgusting, there is no doubt that... this cook will never win with this food!"

Some nobles smiled and shook their heads, even though they lost the bet.

But it does not prevent them from continuing to win back in the next bet.

This bet was also initiated by Count Xia Qiu, and the choice of bet came from both the winning and losing parties.

It comes down to the question of whether Bu Fang can win.

There is no doubt that all these nobles will lose if they make every move.

No one can win with this food…

This is the temptation from the soul level, like poison, which makes the reptiles in Dingcheng District go crazy in love.

Xiaoyou was very indifferent, her expression did not change as she looked at Bu Fang.

As if nothing could cause a change in her face, she was already indifferent to everything.

The lady was smiling and interested.

"I'm looking forward to how this little guy will deal with it. If he can't deal with it... then life would be worse than death."

The lady chuckled.

What kind of food should Bu Fang choose to cook?

No one knows Bu Fang's choice.

Although they are not chefs, if they put themselves in their shoes, they can only despair in that situation.

Those people were attracted by this dark cuisine and wanted to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, but they couldn't do it at all.

Bu Fang also felt tremendous pressure.

The appearance of this dark dish was something he never expected.

Bu Fang had tasted a small sip of that stuff, but it was just a small sip, and Bu Fang didn't dare to taste more.

It is a kind of food that works on the soul level, something that can make those people crazy.

It is a dark dish to Bu Fang, but to the exiled people in Dingcheng District, it may be a real delicacy.

It's like changing an inherent impression, which is really difficult.

Habits are the scariest thing.

What's more, it's a crazy habit, a mindless habit.

From the very beginning, choosing cooking was doomed to failure.

Bu Fang frowned and thought carefully. He had to think of a countermeasure.

In fact, there are no absolutes in cooking.

It was a matter of whether Bu Fang could think of it.

Touched his chin.

Bu Fang's mind moved, and with a buzzing sound, he sank into the pastoral world.

Cows and sheep can be seen in the windblown grass.

The pastoral world is as beautiful as ever.

Quiet and relaxing.

Niu Hansan was lying on the recliner, enjoying the comfortable wind and sleeping soundly.

Bu Fang's appearance made him wake up involuntarily.

As the father of hybridization, Niu Hansan, Bu Fang felt that he might have a better way to deal with dark cuisine. After all, this guy might have stuffed the law of heaven into the ingredients.

Therefore, Bu Fang talked to Niu Hansan about the current situation.

"Is there still such an operation? How dare you use dark cooking in front of Boss Bu?"

Niu Hansan was a little shocked.

Niu Hansan stood up and walked back and forth in front of the wooden house.

Bu Fang also thought about the solution.

suddenly.

Niu Hansan clapped his fist fiercely.

"Boss Bu! Why do those exiled people like that dark cuisine...?"

"Isn't it because the dark food can suppress their curse? Although it is a chronic suicidal poison... but the cultivation of these exiles should be very strong, there is no way they can't sense it..."

"So, Lao Niu, I think, Boss Bu, don't think so much, just use brute force to break it! Just make a delicious food that can break the curse on these people!"

The Three Ways of Niuhan.

His eyes brightened for a while.

"For dark cuisine, use absolute delicious food...to completely crush it!"

The Three Ways of Niuhan.

After that, the guy twisted his butt and got into the hut.

After a while, he handed a bag to Bu Fang.

Bu Fang was stunned and took the bag. In the bag were beans.

The round beans are of different colors.

"What's this?"

Bu Fang was confused.

"Boss Bu... This is Lao Niu's latest masterpiece! Each of these beans is integrated with various powers such as the way of heaven, laws, the power of souls and demons...the power of curses, etc.!"

Niu Hansan rubbed his hands.

"I originally wanted to wait until Boss Bu is free to study together, so I will give you this bean now..."

"This is the best food!"

Niu Han Sansheng said.

His reputation as the father of alien hybrids is not for nothing.

Bu Fang threw many things into the pastoral world. As Bu Fang's strength improved, all kinds of weird ingredients were thrown in.

In addition to being eaten by Bu Fang, there were also many ingredients that were used and studied by Niu Hansan.

Bu Fang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Niu Hansan.

This guy...is really a different kind of guy.

Do the different forces of each universe merge together?

A hodgepodge?

It is said that it is, but it is not, because this hodgepodge is just a hodgepodge of power, and the ingredients... are only one kind.

Bu Fang nodded, suddenly feeling a little hopeful in his heart.

Just as Niu Hansan said.

One force can defeat ten!

No matter what his methods are, just use force to defeat him!

Bu Fang's fingers dug through the beans, and the colorful beans made Bu Fang couldn't help but feel excited.

"gone."

Bu Fang Road.

The next moment, he left the pastoral world.

Niu Hansan crossed his legs and hummed leisurely.

The father of alien hybrids... awesome!

…

Bu Fang returned.

He opened his eyes and suddenly there was a bag of beans in his hand.

The bamboo hat inside is colorful.

Bu Fang's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the man in the distance.

The latter's dark cooking is almost complete.

Bu Fang let out a breath and did not hesitate any longer.

He poured out all the beans, and the beans fell into the blue and white porcelain bowl, soaking them in the spring of life water.

boom!

suddenly.

The air made a sound, and Bu Fang took out the dark and heavy Xuanwu pot.

What he is going to make this time is delicious food about beans... There is no doubt that he has a choice in his mind!

The sound of Xuanwu's turtle roar resounded, causing Bu Fang's aura to rise steadily.

His eyes narrowed.

With a flick of his finger, the divine fire suddenly jumped out, and the crimson divine fire fell under the Xuanwu pot.

Bu Fang put all the beans into the pot and cooked them.

Gurgling.

The colorful beans are boiling, each one tumbling.

The divine fire seeped into the beans.

Soon, a thread of fire was beating in the center of each bean.

After a while, heat began to rise.

Bu Fang poured the water away.

With a clatter, the Qitian Spoon spun in his hand, even spinning around his wrist.

Bah, bah, bah.

Bu Fang pressed the Qitian Ladle into the pot and pounded all the cooked beans into a pulp.

A piece of white gauze fell into Bu Fang's hands, wrapped the mashed beans, squeezed them hard, and squeezed out all the bean paste...

At this moment, the food Bu Fang wants to cook has basically taken shape.

The slightly viscous bean paste was poured into the pot by Bu Fang. The bean paste came in different colors and looked like flowing water, which was a bit charming.

Heated by the red sacred fire, Bu Fang fried the water in the bean paste dry.

Unlike the man's pure black food, Bu Fang's colorful bean paste looked even more beautiful.

but……

The people outside the kitchen were not interested in Bu Fang's bean paste at all, and they roared greedily at the man's food like crazy.

Bu Fang stabilizes his mind and does not take joy in things or feel sad about himself.

Cook your own delicious food carefully.

It is a long process to fry the moisture of dry bean paste.

Moreover, you need to use a slow fire and stir-fry slowly.

This is somewhat similar to the cooking done by the man opposite. The man also uses a slow fire and stirs the food slowly and slowly until the food becomes sticky.

After a long time.

Bu Fang added the honey juice and oil juice to the fried bean paste...

His palms were covered with energy, and he dropped into the pot, taking out the bean paste.

Buzz…

The bean paste spun in Bu Fang's hand and turned into a rotating colorful ball.

Gentle, luxurious and charming.

Let the bean paste float in the air.

Bu Fang sent out a cold breath, causing the bean paste to freeze.

On the other side, he began to knead the flour...

The process of making noodles was too skillful for Bu Fang.

The dough flew and turned into a ball, suspended in the air, echoing the colorful bean paste ball.

In the distance.

The man had finished cooking.

Rumble...

He poured the food in the glass pot into the black pot on the wooden cart, and the hot steam boiled and gushed above the black pot.

And he took out a clean white cloth and wiped his hands.

Bit by bit, very carefully and carefully wiped.

After a while, it was wiped clean.

The man's dish was finished.

Outside the kitchen, those exiled people were completely crazy...

They crowded at the door and hit the kitchen door, making it seem that the kitchen door was about to be opened!

Bu Fang looked indifferent, took a look at everything outside the door, and his face did not change.

He kneaded the flour, neither hurried nor slow, wrapping the buns with a Buddhist mind...

That's right, what Bu Fang was going to make this time... was red bean paste buns.

Bu Fang's hands were slender and white, and very flexible.

The flour flew, and the colorful red bean paste was wrapped up. After kneading, it soon turned into various shapes.

There were cute little rabbits, cute little sheep, and even Bu Fang made red bean paste buns in the image of little foxes and little skins.

This casual cooking made a group of people stunned.

Many people thought that Bu Fang had chosen to give up and abandoned himself.

Bu Fang pushed the red bean paste buns into the steamer.

Bu Fang was also looking forward to what would happen when these red bean paste buns came out of the steamer.

Dark cuisine that takes a different approach?

In that case, let him have a head-on collision with the cute and small red bean paste buns.

Bang! ! !

Bu Fang snapped his fingers.

Under the steamer, flames shot up to the sky!