Gourmet of Another World Chapter 339: alchemic flame Baked Magic Potato

Borrow a fire ... roasted sweet potatoes?

Are you sure you're not teasing me? My fire ... is alchemic flame, a precious flame used for refining elixir. You tell me to roast sweet potatoes?

Duan Yun stared at Bu Fang with wide eyes, as if there were 10,000 Blacky dogs running by.

"Don't be afraid, I won't pit you. Borrowing your fire, roasting sweet potatoes will divide you in half." Bu Fang found that Duan Yun was staring at himself with a strange expression on his face, he thought about it, Suddenly said.

Half of the sweet potatoes ... isn't that the point? !!

When Duan Yun stayed, he was about to vomit blood. What the **** did this guy think of Ah? himself like a person who would betray his dignity for sweet potatoes?

alchemic flame is the baby of Alchemist. As for the face of a Alchemist in equivalent to, how can he not face for half a sweet potato?

"alchemic flame is used for Alchemist, not for roasting sweet potatoes! I will never lend alchemic flame to you!" Duan Yun gritted his teeth and murmured, turned his head, and looked rather uncomfortable.

The appearance of Duan Yun surprised Bu Fang a little. I didn't expect this guy to be kind.

Bu Fang tossed the Lion Head Demon Potato in his hand, and a fragrant fragrance emanated from the magic potato. Bu Fang was actually impatient.

Duan Yun looked at the magic potato that was thrown like a ball by Bu Fang in his hands, and seemed to think of something. He turned his head and looked at Bu Fang again in disbelief.

"The sweet potato you said ... won't it be Lion Head Demon Potato?"

"Yeah, you're welcome, I will really divide you half." Bu Fang said seriously.

噗 ... Duan Yun is spurting blood. What is special is 8th rank spirit herb . What a precious ingredient is, it can replenish essence, repair injuries, enhance True Energy content, and it can be even made into elixir. Best heavenly materials earthly treasures.

The guy in front of him is going to use it for roasting. Is this kind of stuff for roasting?

How can the roasted magic potato make use of the medicinal properties of magic potato to pinnacle? !! wasting natural resources recklessly Ah!

"How do you ... how can you bake the magic potatoes?" Duan Yun's lips were sulking, which was enraged.

Kā cā, Bu Fang glanced at Duan Yun in surprise, and gently cut off one of the Lion Head Demon Potato's whiskers. The rich essence suddenly diffused from the crack, and the eyes of Bu Fang brightened, enjoying deep breath.

The flesh color in this magic potato is actually a crystal orange, which is very seductive.

"Why ... why? Don't you like roasted sweet potatoes? It doesn't matter. Sweet potatoes are also delicious when steamed with rice, but you still have to lend me your fire." Bu Fang said.

The reason why Bu Fang took this Duan Yun knocked unconscious away is that the main purpose is precisely for the alchemic flame, that is the first time that Bu Fang saw the strange flame, the temperature is very high, and it seems to be spiritual. With this flame culinary arts, the taste is absolutely Unusual.

Who told you about food ... Duan Yun feel mad, is this guy's head only food? How good is this magic potato to take Alchemist Ah! may be able to refining flame of 8th rank!

"Do you borrow fire?"

"No, it's about the dignity of Alchemist. I can't lend you alchemic flame!" Duan Yun stubbornly.

Bu Fang stood up and stood high, expressionlessly looked at Duan Yun lying on the ground, and slowly raised his hand.

Duan Yun narrowed his eyes, hey ... want to fight?

Om ...

A burst of green smoke swirled around, but Bu Fang had a quaint kitchen knife in the color of pitch-black.

Chopper ...

What do you want? Something to say, why use a kitchen knife?

Duan Yun feels that all the pores in the body are shrinking, and the sharp chopper is shining with the light under the sunlight.

Duan Yun wants to cry. Why did he encounter such a rarely seen, could it be that. Will he be the first noble Alchemist to die in the hands of a kitchen knife?

"Oh, sorry, I got it wrong. "

Seeing the Dragon Bone Kitchen Knife in his hands, Bu Fang became stiff, and said awkwardly, and then a slashing kitchen knife turned into smoke.

Another buzzing, accompanied by smoke, a huge black pot emerged in the hands of Bu Fang, was caught by Bu Fang with one hand, and hung above the head of Duan Yun.

Duan Yun unwillingly Looking at this pot, you might as well get a kitchen knife.

...

"Stop the fire, don't be impatient, take your time."

Bu Fang's calm voice resounded in the forest. A rush of forest, fires appeared, and the temperature was hot.

Duan Yun sits in front of a large pit with a swollen head, and there is a burning red flame in the pit. The flame is the alchemic flame of Duan Yun.

Bu Fang is a self-cooked Duan Yun shoulder, staring at Lion Head Demon Potato in the pit.

Essential gas above Lion Head Demon Potato under the incineration of alchemic flame accelerated eruption and poured into flame, making the fire of flame even more vigorous.

"The Lion Head Demon Potato roasted like this can be eaten? You are wasting precious medicine ... In our Sect, we were caught to dip the pig cage." Duan Yun glanced at the interested Bu Fang on the side, weak and weak. He said that full head grey-haired seemed to be struggling on his head.

"This Lion Head Demon Potato is a very good ingredient. Why ca n’t you eat it? Not only it can be eaten, but it's a rare and delicious dish! Don't set the fire, keep the fire." Bu Fang said seriously.

He walked to the edge of the fire pit. The temperature of alchemic flame was really high, and it was spiritual. It was by no means comparable to mortal flame.

If this flame can be used for culinary arts, the gain of Chef is simply indescribable.

The slender palm was stretched out and covered the fire pit. The idea of ​​Bu Fang spread out. The True Energy was entwined like a snake, and entered the fire pit along the alchemic flame.

Roar! !!

In the fire pit, there seems to be a roar of angry lion, then Lion Head Demon Potato is shaking fiercely.

The lion's head is full of hair, and the outline of Lion Head Demon Potato can be seen in the faint flame. The golden color on it has actually become dim under the flame's roast.

"Look! The essence of this Lion Head Demon Potato is going to die out," Duan Yun said distressed.

"Don't talk, continue to breathe fire." Bu Fang said without looking back.

Duan Yun feels awkward, he is Alchemist, not a professional firefighter!

Looking at the big black pot with heavy pitch-black on the side of Bu Fang, Duan Yun sprayed two white gas in the nostrils, and continued to control alchemic flame.

Bu Fang's True Energy twined out. It actually separated the alchemic flame like a single silk thread around the Lion Head Demon Potato.

This is the True Energy culinary arts that Bu Fang is good at. It uses True Energy to penetrate bit by bit, which makes ingredient taste and taste excellent.

But this is a very difficult technique, which requires very sophisticated True Energy control means and strong soul power.

Duan Yun is a bit surprised at this moment, because in his alchemic flame, he can sense every True Energy silk thread of Bu Fang, True Energy can actually control this level, how terrible is this guy's soul strength? True Energy control means is too bad!

Roar!

It is another roar. Lion Head Demon Potato in the fire pit seems to break away from the alchemic flame **** and rush out. The True Energy wire of Bu Fang is entangled violently, making this magic potato unable to move.

"Increase flame, burn!" Bu Fang screamed.

Duan Yun subconsciously enhanced flame, suddenly boomed, and the entire deep pit exploded.

Black smoke billows, thick smoke lingers.

"cough cough ..." Duan Yun One face seemed to be blackened by flame, and the smoke in the air made him cough.

Suddenly, his eyes lightened, because a figure slowly came out of the pitch-black's extension.

Bu Fang is spotless and indifferent. His palm is covered with True Energy, holding a pitch-black black carbon ball.

It seems that from the appearance, the golden light of this ball precisely previously shone, and the fine gas sprayed Lion Head Demon Potato.

"Look! You are told not to bake it, it's roasted into carbon right now! It's a pity Lion Head Demon Potato, it's a pity 8th rank spirit herb Ah!" Duan Yun heart It hurts, so heavenly materials earthly treasures was ruined by this silly hat chef!

However, Bu Fang is still very calm. He stretched out a slender finger, put it on his mouth, and hissed softly.

"Don't talk, you listen."

As soon as Duan Yun stayed, I saw Bu Fang yell on top of the round carbon of pitch-black. The ball made a sound of crickets, and the black carbon was peeled off. Out, golden light.