Chapter 1,709 Eat a Bite of Red Bean Paste Bun
As a chef, Bu Fang has absolute confidence in his dishes.
If these exiles don't eat it, then they will eat it themselves.
Bu Fang stretched out his hand and held a soft bean paste bun. This bean paste bun was in the shape of a little fox. It was white, tender, and pink. Bu Fang put a drop of honey on the eye area, so it became very shiny. , as if bright and bright.
In the distance, the little fox lying on Xiao Bai's shoulder also made a cooing noise, staring at the lifelike little fox in Bu Fang's hands with wide eyes, as if it was about to come to life.
There seems to be some confusion.
The little fox looked at it seriously and had to take a closer look to see if the big brother in Bu Fang's hands wanted to compete with him for favor.
suddenly.
The little fox was stunned.
Because, Bu Fang grabbed the red bean paste bun and violently tore it open on both sides.
Poof!
The bean paste buns were torn open directly, and the soft surface was extremely fluffy, like cotton. There were small air holes inside, exuding rich heat.
Seven-colored brilliance emerged from the red bean paste bag that was torn open by Bu Fang.
The rays of light flow erratically, crystal clear and bright.
Xiaohu was immediately frightened.
He rolled and climbed on Xiaobai's shoulders, and finally hugged Xiaobai's head tightly, shivering.
It was so scary. The eldest brother who was competing with me was torn apart like this!
Moreover, he was eaten by Bu Fang...
This world is too scary!
Do all good-looking foxes have to be eaten?
Xiaohu couldn't help but feel sad for herself. It seemed that she still had to keep a distance from Bu Fang.
Bu Fang grabbed the red bean paste bun and took a deep breath.
The strong smell of bean paste swarmed out of it and penetrated into Bu Fang's nose.
That feeling is wonderful.
Just by smelling the smell, Bu Fang could feel the majestic power contained in the bean paste...
The power of various laws and even the power of the soul demon are contained in it, which is very strange.
Is this the bean that Niu Hansan mentioned?
Bu Fang also narrowed his eyes slightly.
He closed his eyes and stuffed the bean paste bun into his mouth.
The mouth bites down.
The first thing you bite into is the soft bun skin. The bun skin is made of exquisite divine wheat. It is not only soft and fragrant, but also has the ultimate sweet and greasy aroma.
Smooth in the mouth.
Further down, there is bean paste...
The colorful bean paste is thick but not sticky to the teeth.
When you bite it, there is a rustling feeling, and the sweet taste explodes instantly. This kind of sweetness is just the right amount of sweetness, like running water, flowing slowly and refreshing into your heart.
Bu Fang enjoyed this taste very much.
Take a bite of the red bean paste bun.
The whole person seems to have been sublimated.
An invisible energy circulated rapidly, drilling inside Bu Fang's body.
Suddenly, Bu Fang opened his eyes, raised his hand, and glanced at his arm. The power of the curse that was originally drilling on his arm began to be slowly suppressed.
The various energies contained in the bean paste are a huge torture to the power of the curse.
Poof!
The power of the curse was so compressed that it seemed to be huddled in a corner, motionless.
This was something Bu Fang didn't expect.
Bean paste buns actually have a suppressive effect on the power of the curse.
This was an unexpected surprise. The emergence of this point made Bu Fang more confident.
Perhaps, this bean paste bun can really find a breakthrough in a desperate situation, tear it apart, and tear out a huge hole!
Putting the whole red bean paste bun into his mouth, Bu Fang twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
far away.
The man, with his hands behind his back, seemed to be looking down at the world.
He has everything under control and he is sure to win.
The cook who fights against him will definitely lose.
How does the latter win? Just rely on that inexplicable bun?
hehe……
The man sneered.
Those exiled people are crazy about pursuing his delicacies, and are even willing to die for it.
Then what reason do they have to go to that bun?
That bun,
What qualifications do you have to attract these exiled people? !
No one was optimistic about Bu Fang, because this was not a fair match in the first place.
The queen's purpose is to completely destroy this cook.
The cursed dragon on the man's wooden cart continued to rise, and it had already exceeded thirty feet. If it continued, Bu Fang would basically have no chance.
With a thousand people, the height of the Cursed Dragon is only one hundred feet. If one party exceeds fifty feet, there is basically no suspense about the outcome.
If Bu Fang wanted to fight back, it would be impossible.
Even if Bu Fang wants to get the power of the curse... he can't do it at all.
In the Colosseum, the nobles looking at the scene were all laughing.
Their only expectation and excitement now is to watch the cook fail, and finally be completely exiled by the queen, with his soul taken away and sealed forever.
However, the cook seemed very calm.
He was actually eating steamed buns leisurely.
In the City of Nothingness, no one knows how to eat delicious food. Because Her Majesty the Queen hates cooks, these nobles have not eaten food for a long time.
Only those backward and disgusting reptiles from Dingcheng District can eat food.
At their level, there is no problem at all if they don't eat. Even if they don't eat for ten thousand years, it won't affect any of their strength.
…
Bu Fang finished one red bean paste bun, and the feeling of fullness made him a little happy.
Sometimes happiness is as simple as eating a steamed bun or even drinking a glass of water.
Bu Fang's wooden cart was empty, and no exiles came.
Everyone was chasing the man's wooden cart like a mad dog that had been hungry for countless years, kneeling and licking it crazily.
Even the dark food splashed on the ground became the object of competition for countless people.
However, maybe it's because it's too crowded.
Some people didn't grab the dark food, their eyes were red, and they piled up under the car like crazy.
There were even brawls and fights.
The terrifying energy roared.
Some of the weak ones were directly knocked away and fell far away, and some were even more ferocious.
The man looked at this scene indifferently.
The nobles laughed crazily. To them, all this seemed like a farce.
Bu Fang frowned and looked at these people.
suddenly.
Bu Fang grabbed a red bean paste bun and stepped out.
The figure actually fell directly from the wooden cart.
That dashing appearance left many people stunned.
What is this guy going to do?
Is this cook crazy?
Bu Fang fell down, stepped on the cold ground, and walked towards the distance step by step.
Soon, he arrived in front of the crowded crowd.
On top of the wooden cart.
The man looked at Bu Fang coldly, condescendingly, with disdain and cold pride in his eyes.
Bu Fang nodded towards the man expressionlessly.
He grabbed a bean paste bag, walked to the side of an exiled man who was beaten away, and gently patted the man on the shoulder.
The man suddenly raised his head and stared at Bu Fang with red eyes.
"I want to eat...I want to eat!!"
The exiled man grabbed Bu Fang's hand and said crazily.
"Delicious."
Bu Fang nodded.
With a flick of a finger.
Immediately, the red bean paste bun was stuffed into the man's mouth.
Um?
The man's expression suddenly changed.
Subconsciously, he thought he had eaten that dark dish, and his face suddenly became ecstatic.
Bah, bah, bah...
Bite one bite at a time.
Chewing like crazy.
After a while, the man's chewing speed became slower and slower.
My eyes have become dull...
Bah, bah, bah...
Well……
This smell...why is it weird?
The exiled man glanced at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang patted his shoulder and then twitched the corner of his mouth.
With his hands behind his back, he walked toward his wooden cart in a very airy manner.
The exiled man chewed faster again.
Delicious... that's for sure!
That sweet and greasy smell made the man who had been exiled in the City of Nothingness for countless years feel a little palpitating.
The heart, which was like a pool of stagnant water, suddenly shrank, as if infinite vitality was swarming out.
This is a long-lost taste.
The man glanced at his arm.
The power of the curse on his wrist began to surge continuously.
The power of the curse that was originally ferocious, torturing him like a poisonous snake every day, actually began to melt like ice and snow under this bun...
It's real melting, not a slow suicide like being suppressed... after eating dark food!
This feeling was unprecedentedly refreshing, as if the spring breeze in March was blowing through my body.
Comfortable!
The exiled man turned his head and glanced at Bu Fang's wooden cart without hesitation.
Then... he rolled and crawled and rushed towards the wooden cart like crazy!
Eat...he still wants to eat!
This man was really crazy. He rushed to Bu Fang's wooden cart in an instant, his eyes full of longing. That kind of longing was a kind of hope of finding dew after a long drought.
Bu Fang flicked his finger.
A red bean paste bun that looked like a little white rabbit immediately flew into the man's hand.
The man, with dirty and dark hands, grasped the white and tender bean paste buns, as if holding a hope, carefully.
The warm red bean paste buns made him feel a long-lost warmth.
The white bean paste buns were covered with black fingerprints, but the man didn't care at all.
He grabbed the red bean paste bun and took a big bite.
Heat, colorful light...
enveloped him.
The man felt as if he had been reborn.
There were tears flowing down from the eyes, and they splashed on the ground...
One bite, two bites, three bites...
The whole red bean paste bun was stuffed into his mouth.
The man fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, tears welling up...
The power of the curse was almost gone.
The darkness that originally shrouded that person disappeared in an instant...
I was so moved that tears kept flowing out.
He raised his head, opened his mouth and roared, it was an excited roar.
Um?
This roar contains too much...
Maybe he was a villain countless years ago, or maybe he did something unforgivable millions of years ago, causing his universe to give up on him.
However, in the red bean paste bun just now, he felt the meaning of his life.
far away.
The exiles who knelt crazily in front of the wooden cart where the man carried dark food were all attracted by this roar.
The crazy energy seems to have diminished a lot.
Many people turned their heads cautiously and looked at the only exile who was kneeling in front of Bu Fang's wooden cart.
The man's face was filled with tears, and that man's body... was filled with sunshine.
A ray of curse power surged out of Bu Fang's wooden cart.
Bu Fang looked at the curse power and his mouth twitched slightly.
"Miracle... starts from now."
Bu Fang murmured.
The appearance of this ray of curse power brought about a burst of madness!
The nobles were stunned.
Earl Xia Qiu was also shocked.
Xiao You was very calm, but the noble lady's eyes also shrank.
As the Duke of Jiacheng District, she might not understand the madness of these exiles for dark cuisine, but she knew that this cook could actually take a ray of curse power from dark cuisine.
This cook... is something!
The man's eyes condensed.
This cook... can actually take food from his dark cuisine?
The old man outside was also stunned.
It seemed a little incredible.
Buzz...
The curse power on the exile who knelt in front of Bu Fang's car dissipated.
The other exiles stared at the man for a moment.
It seemed as if a wave of waves rushed through their bodies like a tide...
Roar!
The next moment.
The entire Colosseum emitted a deafening sound!!
The exiled people rushed up madly, rushing towards Bu Fang's wooden cart like crazy...
A miracle...is about to begin.