Rebirth as a Cooking God

Ulaanbaatar, the city on this plateau, is quite different from the photos and beautiful pictures in Xia Yu's memory.

Not many tall buildings, some collapsed in half, leaving only the ruins.

Yes, the outside view seems to be well preserved, but when the jeep crossed the block, it was found that there were many bumps on the other side of the building, which looked like it had been bombarded by a rocket launcher.

This is undoubtedly a trace of war.

Most of the low-rise residential houses are also dilapidated. After hearing Jintian’s introduction, Xia Yu learned that the so-called Mongolian country is alive and well. The beautiful Ulaanbaatar was once a dead city. It was the ingredients that caused the city to suffer disaster, but It is also the ingredients that give it a renaissance trend.

The jeep passes through a noisy market.

Smelly, rotten internal organs, and those annoying flies buzzing in the ears, constitute a chaotic block scene.

In the tent set up by the street, the butcher held a machete and chopped the chopping board for a while.

Cattle and sheep are the most basic meat, but more are wild animals that Xia Yu has never heard of.

There are a few unkempt children who are estimated to be butchers. After the paving, they curiously pointed to the metal cage where the strange animals were imprisoned. The dehydrated and hungry beasts in the cage cast evil on the fresh and delicious children. look.

Xia Yu sat back in the jeep and communicated with the system: "How do I feel that this city that has revived from the ruins has been here!"

"The host has performed a Jedi survival of virtual reality in this scene."

"It turns out like this!"

Xia Yu slapped his head and then whispered in his heart that he came to the system too much last night to put the floor into an ashes box, that is, the floor hung up without taking a few steps. Later, when the consciousness was blurred, it was no wonder that there was not much impression.

"Where are you going now?" Xia Yu asked Jin Tianxuan.

"We need information..."

The tulip in the driving position, driving day and night, but the sound is not tired at all. "In this plateau, Ulaanbaatar is the most prosperous, and there are many hidden places for hunters to exchange information."

"We are going to a pub that only accepts food hunters."

The jeep stopped slowly.

This is a deep alley in Ulaanbaatar. There are no tall buildings. Most of the low-rise houses have been broken. Tulips and Jintian take Xia Yu to a renovated and conspicuous hotel.

Small three-story hotel.

Before entering the door, Jintian Shuan patted Xia Yu's shoulder specially and handed a playful look, "Is this the first time I have appeared at the Hunter Club?"

"nonsense!"

"Is it your first time to travel after you become Lin Chu?"

"Uh……"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes sharply, and his route of food tyrants was promoted from super to lin, just a few days ago, and his promotion was only known to those around him.

Understand the schadenfreude in Jintian's eyes.

Trouble is coming!

"Can you wear a balaclava?" Xia Yu was afraid of trouble.

"Balaclava?"

Tulip and Jintian looked at him strangely.

"I said, is it necessary to be so low-key?" Jintian Shun was funny, "In the world of hunters, eating halberd is still the first rule, and the second rule is not law and order, but...power!"

"The power that scares everyone. You already have it, why would you want to walk on a mask? Hide your head and show your tail?"

Tulip even said directly and relentlessly: "I don't want others to think that I brought a mixed oil bottle."

Xia Yu shrugged, "Okay!"

He reluctantly answered, "If anyone finds trouble..."

Then facing Jintian Shun's eyes, the senior raised two fingers, "Remember, cooking, strength!"

"These two things represent your status in the circle. The so-called Lin Hunter ranking is also a cooking ranking. After all, the stronger the hunting ability, the higher the level of ingredients."

"Ok……"

Should be heard, after the two ass, Xia Yu entered the hotel lobby.

Suddenly, noise and noise rushed to the ears.

In a seemingly quiet and unmanned hotel outside, just looking at the lobby, the tables and chairs are not empty, and the eyes are swept away, about 100 people.

"Welcome, distinguished guests."

Behind the curtain, a tall woman wearing Mongolian robes bowed her head slightly.

She looked up to see Tulips and Jintian Shun, and her obvious eyes lit up, recognizing, "Oh, two distinguished friends!"

There was an arc in the corner of the woman's mouth, and then she glanced at the full lobby.

Tulip nodded at the Mongolian woman, turned straight, and headed to a table where several hunters were sitting. The rifle and double-barrel hunting were sprayed on the table, which was scary enough.

You should know that even if Mongolia is alive, with the chaos in Ulaanbaatar, you can hold firearms by simply registering at the police station, so hot weapons and the like are almost daily equipment in this land.

The firearms certainly can't scare the advanced hunters.

"It's a tulip!"

"That man is Jin Tianshuan? Isn't the rumor that he was killed by Lei Zhe..."

In fact, the squad entered, and the lobby of the tavern was full of whispers.

Seeing the tulips coming in a straight line, the table hunter, like a viper, immediately got up one by one and took the firearm away.

Xia Yu and Jin Tianxuan sat down, and the Mongolian women quickly moved their hands and feet, withdrew the meals from the guests at the previous table, served a large tray of food, boiled beef and mutton, and milk tea dedicated to entertaining guests.

After sniffing his nose, Xia Yu was attracted by a bowl of hot milk tea.

He took a sip of the bowl.

Mongolian milk tea is a fake milk product, but it does not have a strong sweet taste of sugar cubes. On the contrary, there is a salty taste that can not be scattered on the tip of the tongue.

The tea used is brick tea, which already has a salty flavor. A small amount of salt may be added during the tea cooking process. Of course, a pot of Mongolian milk tea is not just milk and tea. Xia Yu also tastes butter.

"Milk tofu?"

Suddenly, something strange and soft was mixed in the tea and entered the mouth. The taste was very delicate. Xia Yu squeezed with his tongue. A hint of pantothenic acid was rendered in the heat flow, which made Xia Yu's expression subtle.

He knows the "milk tofu", Mongolian called "Hu Ru Da", a daily food of Mongolian herdsmen's family, made of horse milk, milk or goat milk, solidified and fermented, soaked in hot tea before softening Edible, it tastes sour and sweet, but more of a rich milk flavor!

Boom.

Gently put down the bowl, Xia Yu exhaled, and his ears began to receive the babble of the hall.

Some people are afraid of the top tulip and Jintian Shun in the top of the Lin Hunter list~www.readwn.com~Some people are naturally immune.

"Oh, look at who is coming!"

"Our eighth and ninth lin hunters!"

A frivolous voice haha ​​loudly.

So, the eyes converged on the back of the tavern. There were 4 guests at this table, three men and one woman. The head was a young man who looked slick and flirty, with hair wrapped around his headband, and bangs dropped from his forehead to cover One eye, the other eye is full of indifference.

He wears a sleeveless undershirt, not a burly body, and belongs to the sturdy category. The ape-like arms are particularly conspicuous.

Among the four, the seemingly youngest youth is the leader.

"Indian?" Xia Yu heard the strange accent, eh.

Looking at this table of hunters, it is not difficult to find that the composition of their team is even more exotic, including Indians, Muhammad, and Mongolian strong men wearing Mongolian robes.

"Singh?" tulip glanced past and immediately lowered his eyebrows to Xia Yu, "the twelfth hunter in the world, the leader of the Lion King mercenary.

"Pay attention to those four people, they are all Lin-level!"

After hearing this, Xia Yu couldn't help but take a breath.

It is difficult to see a Lin class on weekdays. The king's Lin chef is okay. If it is a food Ba Lin chef, it is even rarer.

"Jintian Shun, are you still dead?"

Named Singh, the Lin Hunter with a youthful appearance, raised his toast and laughed.

Jin Tianxuan also toasted and smiled, "How can I die if you are not dead?"

"I hope you die, so my ranking will naturally advance one place, the eleventh place, one position away from the top ten, it's exciting to think about it!"

"Humph!" Jintian Shun Cup was released.

"In other words, your team has only 3 people? This third person... Gee, it's too tender!"

Xia Yu felt Singer stare at him with one eye. 8)