The golden light that emerged from the pitch-black round carbon was even more brilliant than the usual golden light, especially eye-catching, and people's eyes were completely attracted by these beams.

It seemed that the buds that had been brewing for a long time were blooming in an instant, and the dark carbon layer was slowly peeling off at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the golden light became more and more intense.

The heat rises with the golden light, hazy, as if it is a treasure in a fairyland.

The rich fragrance is even more surging, which makes people completely irresistible. The roasted lion-headed demon potato has an indescribable fragrance. The fragrance has a little burnt smell of fire, but it feels particularly strong.

Below the peeling carbon layer is the orange-red magic potato meat. The magic potato meat is like a work of art carefully carved by God, exquisite and transparent, with a charming eye like the most precious amber.

The misty heat spread around this amber-like flesh, making people feel more and more appetizing.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Bu Fang held the lion-headed demon potato with one hand. The sweet and fragrant demon potato meat gave way to Bu Fang's face, and he said with satisfaction.

Duan Yun stared at the magic potato filled with heat, his nose kept shaking, and the fragrance seemed to have magic power, making him unable to help but take a deep breath, trying to suck away the fragrance that filled the air.

Hearing Bu Fang's question, he just nodded blankly. He never thought that the lion-headed demon potato could become so beautiful.

Lion-headed demon potato is a treasured eighth-level spiritual medicine. Most people use it to refine elixirs after obtaining it. Where would anyone choose to cook it? This is the monster in front of them.

But no matter what, although Duan Yun did not agree with Bu Fang's way of cooking the magic potato, the fragrance of this lion-head magic potato was really tempting after cooking.

“Taste it and it tastes better.”

Bu Fang's hand was filled with smoke, and then the dragon bone kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

The knife light flashed by, and then the half of the lion-headed demon potato meat, as crystal clear as amber, was cut off, caught with a kitchen knife, and handed it to the cloud.

Can you really eat it?

Duan Yun swallowed, glanced at Bu Fang, and took a deep breath.

It was useless to not eat it. Duan Yun also covered his true energy and grabbed the magic potato meat.

The steaming magic potato meat was very hot. Although his palm was covered with true energy, it was still scorching and screaming, and he was full of energy.

Carefully grasped the lion-headed demon potato with both hands and blew it gently so that the hot air on the demon potato meat would blew away.

Bu Fang ignored Duan Yun anymore, and his eyes fell on the lion-headed demon potato in his hand.

Roasting sweet potatoes is actually a way to cook in your spare time. Dig a hole in the ground, put a few stones into the hole, then bury sweet potatoes, put some flammable materials such as hay in the pit, burn them, and use heat to roast the sweet potatoes. This is a method that Bu Fang did in his previous life’s memory.

Of course, there are many other ways to prepare a carbon stove and put the sweet potatoes in it. In this way, the water on the skin of the roasted sweet potato will disappear. When the dried skin is opened, the hot and tender sweet potato meat inside.

The taste is very good.

Bing Fang took a deep breath after peeling off the carbon skin on the surface, and then took a bite unscrupulously.

The hot magic potato meat almost burned his teeth. He bit it and breathed in his mouth, which made him feel the unique fragrance.

The sweetness wrapped around his taste buds, teasing his nerves, and making his eyes flash in an instant.

The taste of this magic potato meat is very good. The essence inside is basically preserved. The spiritual energy is particularly rich. The spiritual energy contained in a small lion-headed magic potato is like a bomb about to explode.

The most important point is that Bu Fang felt something from this roasted magic potato meat that he had never experienced in the previous dish.

It was an indescribable and unexplainable feeling.

It's like an epiphany, a mysterious state.

Bu Fang himself summarized it, that is spirituality. Although this roasted magic potato meat is very simple,... more than the dishes cooked by Qibu Fang before is spirituality.

Although this spirituality is not much, and it is not even possible to feel it carefully, Bu Fang's soul power becomes increasingly sensitive and keen as his cultivation continues to increase.

Spirituality appears in the dish, and the person who gives in seems to have discovered something new.

As his rating reaches the intermediate chef, Bu Fang's cooking skills seem to have reached a clue. Although there will be improvements, there will be no more progress every time, and it will even get smaller and smaller.

But Bu Fang wants to become a chef at the top of the food chain in the fantasy world. The increasingly weak progress will only make him farther and farther away from his goal.

Of course, he also knew in his heart that it was easy to make progress at the beginning. The higher the level, the higher the vision, and the higher the cooking skills, the harder it would be to make progress.

Perhaps every progress requires a deep foundation.

Bu Fang ate the roasted magic potato, and for a moment he fell into deep thought.

Baji! Baji!

A rhythmic squealing sound woke Bu Fang from his meditation.

A look of concession was staring at him with a little cold look, and concession raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Looking along the gaze, I saw Duan Yun who had stood up at some point and stared at the magic potato meat in his hand with his eyes radiating.

What's the situation? Bu Fangyiyidai.

Duan Yun's mouth kept squeaking, and finally swallowed the magic potato meat in his mouth with a rumble.

The whole person was breathing heavily.

Duan Yun felt as if he had been baptized. The first time he had tasted such a delicious food, the food gave him the feeling that he had eaten an eighth-level pill.

What an incredible thing this is!

After being roasted, not only did the essence of the magic potato not lose at all, but it was also preserved more and more intact. As soon as it entered, the spiritual energy and essence seemed to explode, making him surf in the sea.

That comforting feeling made Duan Yun addicted.

Why is it so delicious? Duan Yun was howling in his heart.

Delicious, this is the real delicacy!

It turns out that the sweet potatoes roasted in Danhuo tasted so good. Duan Yun was so excited. He was wondering whether he should consider changing his profession and use Danhuo to roast sweet potatoes.

But he was just thinking about it. If his master knew that he roasted sweet potatoes with elixir fire, it would not be a problem of soaking the pig cage.

At the greedy gaze of Duan Yun, Bu Fang slowly put half of the lion-headed demon potato in his hand into his mouth.

Bajibaji...

The rhythmic sound of chewing made Duan Yun feel that his body seemed to be hollowed out.

He swallowed vigorously, Bu Fang burped, and accompanied by rich spiritual energy and essence, it permeated the void.

Suddenly, Bu Fang's eyes widened and patted his chest.

With a casual wave, he took out a wine pot from the system space bag.

He sipped the wine into his mouth and breathed comfortably.

Ice and Fire Enlightenment Wine with this roasted sweet potato tastes really good.

The rich aroma of wine spread, and Duan Yun's eyes almost popped out. The aroma of wine... was so fragrant!

Bu Fang took another sip into his mouth and slammed it happily, and saw Duan Yun who was stunned not far away.

"Um... want to have a drink?" Bu Fang raised the Ice and Fire Enlightenment Brew in his hand.

"Really...can it be?" Duan Yun's eyes lit up and he said embarrassedly, but his movements were not slow, and he ran to Bu Fang in a few seconds.

"Of course...no." Bu Fang waved his hand, and the Ice and Fire Enlightenment Brew was put into the system space bag by him. "This wine is very expensive..."

Duan Yun is so embarrassed. What about the trust between people who promised to be trusted? What about the sharing?

Are we not friends?

After tasting the lion-headed demon potatoes roasted with elixir fire, Bu Fang was more concerned about the effects of these strange flames. He was also very hot inside. With these flames, his cooking skills will definitely improve again.

But the cooking of Danhuo can make the roasted magic potato have a trace of spirituality. What if it is used to cook it with... the mysterious fire of heaven and earth, and the flame of thousands of beasts?

Bu Fang couldn't imagine that he came to the 100,000 mountains to find the Ten Thousand Beast Flame. Now... his is even more eager to obtain the Ten Thousand Beast Flame!

Because this is related to whether his cooking skills can make a greater breakthrough.
Chapter completed!