✓ Interstellar Ink Master

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☆, Xiaolu one hand

This is a semi-open area, and although there are not many people in the dining area next to it, there are a few who come early in the morning to buy synthetic nutrients and fill their stomachs casually, so that they can go to the employment agency not far away to find suitable jobs. Outside the city shield, the wind is still raging, everyone can only be trapped in the city to do some scattered small work, barely full, and when the wind period is over, everyone can go to the interstellar universe or the forbidden area of the planet to explore, capture tough beasts, find precious materials in exchange for points.

When people swallowed the unpalatable nutrients expressionlessly, they found that someone was actually using the cooking area, and couldn't help but look over in surprise, and would use this place to show that someone bought fresh ingredients, and secondly, to show that the person who bought the ingredients actually knows cooking technology, even the simplest boiling is enough to make everyone curious, so he quietly leaned over to the cooking area, and saw that the three people there did not stop it, and simply gathered around the side, When people see more than one fresh ingredient on the table, they can't help but gasp, where is the local tycoon!

Lin Yu took out a disposable kitchen knife and cutting board, and after a little thought, he picked up a slightly yellowed celery and quickly cut it into segments, the crisp and neat cutting action, the neat celery segments, saw the surrounding guys, including Seraphim, widen their eyes in surprise, "Are you a cook?"

Lin Yu didn't look back, took out something suspected of being an octopus tentacle and looked at it, changed to a larger knife and began to cut small segments, and each section was slashed a few times, "I'm not, okay, don't quarrel with me, don't want to eat!" "If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't eaten since yesterday, Lin Yu wouldn't have bothered to cook such a complicated dish early in the morning.

With Lin Yu's movements, the people around him exclaimed or inhaled from time to time, and more and more people gathered around, and when they found that there were actually people cooking and cooking, they showed a surprised expression one by one, although they didn't have a chance to eat, but it was enough for everyone to brag about it if they were lucky enough to see.

When the first course of squid must be fried celery was baked, some high-level ink masters on the second floor or the shopping leaders of large families smelled this special tempting fragrance, and couldn't help but walk downstairs, when they learned that someone was actually using extremely complex cooking techniques to cook, their eyes lit up, and they quickly squeezed inside, curious that the chef of that family ran here to cook, and was not afraid that cooking skills would be learned.

As a result, when it was found that the person who made the dish looked like a 15 or 6-year-old child, the expression of surprise was indescribable, such a skill at such a young age, which big family has cultivated it with great money? Thinking of the background behind the other party, these strong people or the people behind the strong people pondered.

The second dish is vinegar shredded potatoes, what gives Lin Yu a headache is that he only bought a little salty salt just now, the oil is directly fried with meat for later, all other ingredients are not available, squid must be fried celery only with salt and a little wine saccharo, and can barely be made, this vinegar shredded potato if there is no vinegar, the taste will be much worse.

After hesitating for a moment, remembering the condiments in the kitchen of the wooden house in his space, the corners of Lin Yu's mouth ticked slightly, it seemed that he was going to "become magic"!

When the shredded potatoes were almost fried, Lin Yu deliberately made a special movement with his hand on the dish, and a special sour taste was transmitted, which made those strong people swallow their saliva, not to mention other ordinary people who had hardly eaten anything new.

From the first dish was done, people were ready to move, but Lin Yu would have such a complicated cooking technique at such a young age, and his mysterious identity made the people around him fearful... Delicacies! They can endure!

The last dish used the fat and lean meat, the seasoning is limited, Lin Yu does not dare to "magic" too many times, if the people around him find that something is wrong, it will not be good, so this dish is simply salted, and then quickly dried with a special machine, it originally took 1 or 2 months to make successful marinated bacon in only a few minutes, and then sliced the salted meat into soup, and threw it into the bamboo shoots that Seraphim had been entangled for half a day before he decided to buy.

After the water boils, the fragrance of bamboo shoots mixed with the umami of salted meat is beautiful!

Lin Yu opened two cans of staple food nutrients, these things look a bit like rice cereal, after buying the above foods, the points of the seraphim are all exhausted, looking at the variety, in fact, the amount of each serving is very small, it seems that he still has to go back to the space to solve the stomach problem in the future.

In the envious and jealous eyes of the people around, Lin Yu and Saraf sat down at the dining table, and Serafus actually endured not moving his chopsticks, and looked at Lin Yu with burning eyes, "You eat first!" Hearing

Lin Yu was a little surprised, an indescribable warmth rose in his chest, did not be polite to him, Lin Yu picked up the chopsticks and took a piece of bamboo shoots to chew in his mouth, the surroundings became quiet, people's eyes focused on Lin Yu, as the other party chewed, it seemed that they themselves were also enjoying the food.

However, Lin Yu's next expression was not the happy look that everyone thought, but a slight frown, quickly tasting the three dishes one by one, Lin Yu put down his chopsticks in disappointment and picked up the nutrient and pulled it, "It's not delicious." The

people around showed puzzled expressions when they heard this, "How can such a fragrant taste be delicious?" On behalf of everyone, Seraphim asked the doubts in everyone's hearts, and then picked up his favorite bamboo shoots with chopsticks, and a touched expression appeared on his beautiful face, "It's delicious...!" "It's even better than what he ate when he was a child at his father's inauguration ceremony as patriarch!"

After that, the seraphim windswept eating action told everyone that the food was delicious, and a strong man who was tempted by the aroma of the food couldn't help but stand up, "This little brother, depending on the situation, those dishes should be delicious, why do you still say it's not delicious?" He didn't miss the other party's expression of disgust when he said that sentence, and he didn't know what the other party was dissatisfied with.

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