Gourmet of Another World Chapter 1137: Goddess City imperial feast … Start! [Third more! Ask for a monthly pass! 】
The color of Jing Yuan is a bit ugly.
She has said on more than one occasion that the sacrificial dishes must be culinary arts according to the records on menu, without any modification.
Even in the process of culinary arts, there can be no loss, because once it is missing, it can easily change the taste of the dish.
But Chef Step ...
He actually added the new ingredient directly and made changes to menu.
This is bold!
Jing Yuan quickly put down the action in his hand, dumped the water stains in his hand, and left come.
The rich fragrance permeates the air, and the turquoise green dishes are blooming for a moment, blinding her eyes.
This is a beautiful dish.
Jing Yuan has to admit that, at least, the unmodified menu and culinary arts dishes are definitely not the case.
"You ... you ..."
Jing Yuan For a while, some were speechless.
Bu Fang glanced at Jing Yuan, slightly twitched his mouth, stretched make a move, and patted it gently on the head of Jing Yuan.
Leave the latter in place.
"As a helper ... First and foremost, then precisely trusts the chef."
Bu Fang looked at Jing Yuan, said.
Feel the gentle percussion overhead.
Jing Yuan's complexion turned red in an instant, and even herself didn't know why her complexion became so red at this moment.
"I ... I ..."
Jing Yuan, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.
"Okay, you go back to ingredient ... I know what you want to say, but you don't have to worry about it, since I dare to modify menu, I am sure." Bu Fang said.
Jing Yuan is blushing. I don't know anything at the moment. Some of the aggression is to return to the position and pick up the kitchen knife to continue processing ingredient.
After a long time, she returned to God and looked at Bu Fang.
The sacrificial dishes are directly sacrificed to the high priest who sacrifices to the sect ...
You can't make a little mistake.
You know, before Jing Yuan, there was a chef who was in charge of imperial feast, and he modified the menu of the sacrifice dish without permission.
At imperial feast, he was discovered by the high priest and killed on the spot ...
Since then, no one has dared to make any changes to the sacrificial dishes.
But ... step chef ...
Jing Yuan face is a little tangled, but seeing the confident appearance of Bu Fang, Jing Yuan is also a bit helpless.
"I'll sneak another copy of culinary arts at night ... if the chef's share is not working, this one can save the field, at least the chef will not step into the previous Masterchef's end."
I thought in my heart that Jing Yuan also regained her heart and started to continue culinary arts.
hōng lóng lóng! !!
Under the sky, dark clouds came from swept across, covering the whole Imperial Palace.
Little Yōu in the palace raised his head and looked at the sky of pitch-black. He couldn't help whispering: "Bu Fang has started culinary arts ..."
"This is the Ah... of the Heavenly Law will ... The dishes of this little chef are really unusual, and they can actually be sensed by the will of Heavenly Law in Goddess City."
The queen Bi Luo supported her chin with one hand and looked at the sky of pitch-black, she said helplessly.
Hades Erha is sitting in the distance, holding an Spicy Stick, leaning Erlang's legs.
"Bu Fang young and young culinary arts ... you can't imagine!"
Hades Erha proudly said.
Little Yōu agrees with Bu Fang and nods.
Since that night, black thunderclouds have continued to emerge above the city of Goddess.
The sound of rumbled is endless, and the thunder is bursting.
The people in the entire city of Goddess are uneasy in their hearts, and everyone looks in awe in the direction of Imperial Palace.
When the day of imperial feast came, such a vision actually emerged, enough to make the city of Goddess tremble.
Five days passed quickly.
When the last thunder fell.
After being blocked by the Whitey with flashing arcs all over, Lei Yun finally dispersed.
Blocking Thundercloud, Whitey sat on the ground with one buttock, and thunder arcs were moving everywhere on his body. The brilliance in the mechanical eyes flickered, as if digesting.
Digesting these Tribulation Thunder and Whitey strengths will definitely result in a huge improvement. Of course, it will take time to digest these Tribulation Thunder.
This day.
Goddess City, offering sacrifice to the ancestral palace.
A creak, the window was pushed open, and the wooden shelf was against the corner of the window.
The high priest stood in a white robe and stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, staring at the disappearing dark clouds.
In the room, the light blue smoke rises from the censer, and is constantly floating.
The back of the white robe is very long, spreading out in the room, like a flower with a bud to be placed.
"Is it over? The day of imperial feast ... is finally here, and the day of prophecy is getting closer and closer."
The high priest murmured softly, her voice was very low, as if only she could hear it.
There was a knock outside the door.
The high priest turned.
The door was pushed open.
Wai Jin, wearing a uniform, stood at the door with seriousness. Her face was painted with exquisite makeup, and she became more serious.
"The high priest, His Majesty asked this small official to come and ask the high priest to go to the palace for a total of imperial feast."
Wei respectfully said.
She raised her hands, folded her hands, and bowed slightly.
The high priest figure took a step, and soon before he came to the incense burner, sat cross-legged.
"I see."
The High Priest replied slightly.
Then, with a wave of his hand, a vanity box appeared, opened the vanity box, took out the wooden comb, and started dressing himself.
The high priest who is usually a plain face, if you attend the event, you need to put on delicate makeup.
I don't know when two maids appeared in the room. The maids held the Chinese clothes in their hands, silver jewelry, and knelt beside the high priest.
The movement of the high priest is gentle and gentle.
Light eyebrows pen, decorating his floating face like a fairy.
With the makeup modified, a hint of noble and charming in the cold.
Wow ...
After the makeup is finished, the waitress carefully puts on the silver jewellery to the high priest. The black hair is coiled up and the jewelry is decorated on it. The temperament of noble is prominent.
The high priest stood up, opened his arms, and the suddenly white robe slid down from him.
Similar to milk, the skin that can be broken by the bomb slowly emerges from the slip-on clothes.
The two maids took small steps and pulled out the brocade dress to put on the high priest.
Belt straps and jewellery.
Out of the door, Wei Jin still keeps his respectful movement.
When the high priest finishes dressing up and slowly walks out of the room, he will step back and follow behind the high priest.
In Goddess City.
If the status of the Queen His Majesty is the highest, then it is the High Priest.
Although Wei Jin is a general of the Guards, he dares not neglect.
Ding Jingle Bell.
The sound of lightness resounded.
The two maids carried a scepter with nine golden rings hanging on it, and came to the high priest, handing it to the high priest.
The high priest grabbed the scepter, his eyes suddenly became cold and arrogant.
"Go, go to Imperial Palace."
High Priesthood.
Wei Jin and many under the hand/subordinate all answered: "No."
...
Imperial Palace palace door is wide open.
People flow, come and go, endlessly.
Many officers of Goddess City are soldiers, all of whom rush to Imperial Palace.
The City of Goddess is also brightly lit and smoky.
On the street, girls play, girls laugh, boisterous.
imperial feast's day is a day of celebration for Goddess City.
Before the palace.
Many officials are wearing luxurious clothes. After meeting, they salute each other, congratulate each other, and bless each other.
The maids appeared in groups, lined up, and greeted the officers.
Lin Damei is wearing a green armor and laughs from outside the hall. The wheat-colored skin makes her look full of British spirit.
Chi Si red cape swept across, the red armor is burning like flames.
The green dragon spreads its wings, the red dragon roars, the black dragon spreads an astonishing coercion, and a tiger beast woman riding a winged dragon falls.
This is the beast army general, one of the five main forces of the city of goddess, who is in charge of the beasts of the city of goddess.
Every official is here and enters Imperial Palace.
Wide Imperial Palace has already been decorated.
In the middle of the palace is a gilt dining table, which is round and has a circular turntable in the center.
Gorgeous patterns are carved on the sides and legs of the table.
There are chairs around the table, a total of 15 chairs.
Represents the high weight 15 people of the goddess city.
There are many small tables on either side of the huge table, and one small table corresponds to one position.
On the throne at the top of the palace, the queen Bi Luo is also a dress, painted with exquisite makeup, beautiful dumbfound.
The red lips burn like fire, burning like fire.
She masters it and looks down.
Little Yōu and Hades Erha are not far away.
"When my dad entered the city of Goddess, it seems that he also participated in this imperial feast ..." Hades Erha looked at Spicy Stick and looked at Little Yōu not far away, and said.
"After so many years, this King is also fortunate to participate in this imperial feast ... tut tut 啧, do you say this is fate Ah??
Little Yōu glanced at Hades Erha, "If it wasn't for your men and women to enter the city of Goddess, do you think you can participate in imperial feast?"
"You girl, this King can participate in imperial feast even if you come in!" Hades Erha suddenly stare.
Little Yōu glanced at him and sneered.
At that glance, the angry Hades Erha almost jumped up to follow the theory of Little Yōu.
But with the sound of Jinther.
Outside the palace, petals are flying.
There are squadrons of men coming slowly.
The sound of collide of the Golden Ring, the sound of Jinse, and the sound of female Brahma chant.
Out of the palace, the high priest came somber and barefoot.
Every official stood up one after another and looked at the high priest somberly.
Sacrifice to the high priest of the sect, anyone in the city of the goddess must be in awe.
Because the high priest is the only existence in the goddess city that can be associated with the sleeping peerless existence in Divine Mountain, even the queen His Majesty.
The queen controls the power of Divine Mountain to enter and exit, while the high priest is responsible for contacting Divine Mountain's peerless expert.
Everyone is in awe of this.
The High Priest and Queen are said to be sisters.
The queen Bi Luo stood up from her position and looked at the high priest coming from each section, her face became serious suddenly.
She walked down from the throne, slowly descended, and approached the high priest. After a short greeting, she sat with the high priests.
Sit on the seat of the huge Lingjin table.
The high priest sat on her left. The five generals, Chi Si, Lin Damei, Kuroki, and Wei Jin, all took their seats, and other high officials also took their seats.
Soon, 15 is full.
At the dining table, the atmosphere is still.
The high priest is cold and proud, the queen noble.
The crowd looked at them with all respect.
The other side table is also filled with other officials.
The high priest stood up and stretched out his white palm. His fingers kept changing and he printed a strange formation. The formation shot out and landed in the middle of the Lingjin table.
A Chinese servant girl standing at the gate of the palace, suddenly bowed, and spoke loudly throughout Imperial Palace.
"Goddess City imperial feast, start."
The sound falls.
The door opens to the side of the palace, and a waitress comes out with dishes.
Each dish is served in fancy blue patterned porcelain tray and covered with silver round caps.
Jing Yuan is in a costume, with exquisite makeup painted on his face, and looks quite beautiful.
She folded her hands, reached the position above the navel, and came out with the serving maid.
The dishes are on the Lingjin table.
To the eyes of the 15 people on the Lingjin table, even the Jing Yuan who has hosted imperial feast for several sessions feels tight.
"The first item of imperial feast, nine appetizers ... Kai."
Appetizer?
Everyone is stunned.
When did imperial feast have an appetizer?
Just as everyone wondered.
A servant girl rolled up her sleeves and exposed her bright wrists. She pressed her hand on the silver circular cover plate and gently lifted the cover plate.
The long-awaited crowd's eyes have long been expected to fall.
A beam of light burst out from those dishes.
The glory is soaring, the fragrance is diffused!