Diablo Destruction

Chapter 1202 strikes! Japanese... suckling pig king!

It seems that these two guys are very real. They want to represent the restaurant that their family has passed down for thousands of years. In this fun venue...Oh no, it is the first competition in the league's first chef **** competition. Is number one.

All of a sudden, the entire stadium was filled with a long and ancient game atmosphere. It seems that thousands of years of grudges and expectations have accumulated here, constantly expanding and fermenting, brewing a heavy breath of mountains and rain.

The audience is happy to see that the competition is so fierce, it is more interesting, but as a friend of those two guys, I really think that this first is better not to be decided, at least not to be so serious, like a loser To lose is to lose the ancestors' generations together. This burden is too heavy, even the adventurer's ambitions cannot be lost.

Cough, all in all, let us look forward to the appearance of the dark horse.

Leaving aside the battle of the fast-food restaurant where the blazing colonel and the leader were burning, I turned my attention to other places.

To say the most recent thing, of course it is now the closest to Aunt Lisa’s kitchen. I didn’t see Fanny staggering just a few steps before, and she rushed to her kitchen counter chopping board. Pudding?

However, just after interviewing Ricken and Hans, the atmosphere of the game was depressed because they substituted the sense of family responsibility. At this time, it is still a bit of a relaxing interview. It is better to relax the atmosphere.

Aunt Lisa, who is holding a kitchen knife, is definitely not a good choice.

Let me see...who should I look for? Sister Carina? Although it is a good choice, Sister Carina is indeed a gentle and cheerful beautiful elder sister, but as a host, it seems that it is not good to always lean towards your acquaintances.

So my eyes turned to another angle, and finally it fell to a direction of about four o'clock, exuding a face and kindness, with the unique simplicity and open temperament on the grassland, at a glance I knew it was living in Rogge The aunt who has spent most of her life.

"Hello ma'am."

Walking to the front, first of all, I showed a harmless smile to humans and animals, and said hello.

"Ah... Hey, grow long... Hello, elders."

The aunt didn't seem to think that she would be on TV one day. She seemed embarrassed by my sudden appearance. After she stopped her work, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet and smirked nervously.

"Listening to Aunt's accent, it seems to be from the village of Cade."

In order to alleviate the aunt's tension, I started to try to save the country by curve, first lala home.

"Eh, yes, the elders are so powerful. I guessed it. I'm from the village of Kaide." The aunt smiled with admiration and honor.

I:"……"

This is not a particularly powerful thing. People who have lived in the camp for some time can more or less hear the unique accents of some villages. I just know what happened. It seems that it is the effect of the elder aura.

"Cough, Cade Village, Cade Village is a good place."

With a few coughs, I continued to say almost.

"Yeah, although I dare not say that it is the first village of the Rogers Prairie, but our village is full of people, all of them are quack."

Sure enough, when I said this, the aunt's expression immediately eased a lot, and she looked up slightly with great pride.

"It seems that our aunt player likes his hometown very much"

Phoenicia walked down the stage and shook her slender fingers in a cute and cute manner. The pure nature of the pseudo-mommy attribute instantly killed a large group of people. It seems that more and more people are joining the Phoebe fan group. Too.

"Being able to represent such a proud village, standing on the stage of the competition, presumably the aunt's cooking skills should be very good."

As soon as the topic changed, I returned to the topic without any trace.

"Ahhhhhhhhh... it's not as exaggerated as the elders said." The aunt smiled embarrassedly, but the proud expression on her face did not fade.

"But when it comes to talking in Kaide Village, it's not that I boast, you elders, look at me."

With that said, the aunt put her hands out and shined in front of me. This is a pair of extremely common hands of working women. The nails are dry and distorted, the palms are rough and powerful, and there are many calluses on the fingers.

"Can you tell us what's so special about your hands?" Looking left and right, I didn't see any difference. I couldn't help asking.

"Great, this is the hand of the sun."

Proud and shy, the aunt said one word after another, as if it contained some big secrets, slightly lowered her chin, put together a point, and told me solemnly and forcefully.

"Too... the hand of the sun?"

Although the reasons are different, Fanny and I took a breath of air.

Coach, is the copyright problem really big husband?

"Cousin...cousin, although I don’t understand it, it sounds very powerful~~"

Finella pulled my sleeve and said nervously, looking at the aunt's eyes, and became awe-inspiring.

It was as if I suddenly realized that the unremarkable pork guy in front of me was the legendary domestic Lingling paint.

"Can you tell us about this pair... what is the name of this name?" After a pause, I decided to pass the name vaguely to minimize the risk of infringement.

"The hands of these suns are like the sun..."

I don’t know if it’s because of the influence of Taibei’s hand. In our eyes, the aunt’s voice and expression suddenly became deeper and more vicissitudes than before, as if she was an incognito woman hiding countless stories.

"What is the sun? For us, the sun is life. With the sun, we can grow crops, we can raise chickens and ducks, we can survive, and we can see the light."

The aunt told us sternly and pointedly, and finally came a cliché.

"So, the elders, the sun, is life."

"Original...Originally."

In an instant, I was calmed down. I felt that the aunt in front of me was very simple. According to her statement, her hands, then... Isn't that the hand of life, you can control the life and death of others?

"Okay... it's so great, no wonder my cousin wants to say that the masters have been meowing since ancient times

Not to mention Finney, the shock and the look on her small face filled her legs, and her legs were trembling.

No...Although it can be understood so literally, the aunt is obviously completely beyond the scope of the master, and I secretly refuted the sentence in my heart.

"What did Aunt do before?"

I grunted, and asked cautiously, with a sincere attitude, and then realized what, and lowered his voice, adding.

"Relax, I won't tell others."

"This... this is no big deal."

My aunt seemed to be embarrassed by my awe-inspiring look, and she shyly organized the pink hair band worn on her head, two hairs that were raised like crickets flickered, and then grinned towards us Mouth, showing the fresh smile unique to the grassland woman.

"Me, I used to give pigs in the village the inoculation drops."

I:"……"

Fanny: "..."

"This... this aunt player is really brilliant, the hand of the sun is really a good name, ha~~ahhaha~~" A stiff smile came from the corner of my mouth, and I was already mad at the Empire State Building in my heart A hundred times.

Daddy, this is it! ! !

"Cousin, meow~~"

The ups and downs of Fanny, like a wet kitten, screamed in despair, if there were a pair of cat ears on the head, it must now be along the sides, hanging down softly and weakly.

"Nothing special."

The aunt with a simple smile, apparently not paying attention to our emotions, continued to shyly play with her headband and said.

"It's just because I've done most of my life, and I'm more skilled than others, so everyone calls me such a sentence..."

"What's the matter?"

A very shy aunt, after a long while, she whispered something to us.

"Whoever is pregnant is pregnant, who is miscarried."

I:"……"

Fanny: "..."

"Really... It's a really terrible metaphor, ha~~haha~~" After the Empire State Building, the Pentagon was flattened by me again a hundred times.

"Okay, let's take a look. What kind of dishes will aunt bring us today, can you tell the audience?"

In order to avoid continuing to get entangled in the topic of this Sun Hand, I quickly changed the topic and put the magic amplifier in front of my aunt.

"This...this...eh..."

The first time I saw such a high-magic gadget, my aunt seemed overwhelmed. She stared at the loudspeaker in front of her, and she seemed completely confused. This dark and sloppy thing can make such a loud noise. ?

"I... I am today... I am going to... I'm doing... a Kade-style roast suckling pig."

It took a while for the aunt to stutter, saying that the fidgeting, looking left and right, made the audience amused.

"Can you tell us about the materials?"

"Yes... it's dripping, mainly this, the piggy just a month old." The aunt pointed to a clean pig that had been cleaned in the pot and said crampedly.

"Inoculate pigs for delivery, and then be good at using piglets as materials? Aunt is really... killing decisive people."

As far as common sense is concerned, young children born with their own hands will feel particularly meaningful.

I wiped the slight sweat on my forehead, and suddenly felt that this ordinary aunt may really be so extraordinary. If he can become an adventurer in his young age, maybe it is now a big figure stirring up a storm.

"The name of this dish... Is the Kaide-style roast suckling pig named after the aunt's village? Is there any historical story in it?"

As a moderator, it is at this time to discover these topics that interest everyone.

"Yeah, there is such a point..."

When I asked this question, it was obvious that the aunt's pupils shrank, and then narrowed slightly, looking up at the sky, exuding a certain breath of the story inside.

"This Cade-style suckling piglet name actually appears for the first time. I named it without permission."

"Meow meow, aunt is the founder meow?"

Fanny showed a little bit of admiration again. I said that you little pseudo-mother is too easy to be brought into the atmosphere, hello!

"Why is it named after your own village, can you tell us the story inside?" Fanny gave White a look, and I continued to ask.

"Although it is a bit difficult to tell, this is my dream."

The aunt was a little embarrassed, but she looked at us very seriously and looked at the audience.

"Everyone knows that my job is to vaccinate pigs for midwifery. In this job, I gradually realized that one thing happened."

After a pause, in our curious eyes, she continued slowly and forcefully, with a serious expression.

"That's why why are there Igris roast suckling pigs, Zamani roast suckling pigs, and Frankie roast suckling pigs all around me, but there is no Kaide roast suckling pig?"

You're going to have a fart roast suckling pig! No contact at all! Is it grandmother wolf? Just want to put the life you gave yourself on the grill! ! !

I roared in my heart and slammed a hundred tea tables.

And is it really okay? It has been seriously infringed, I seem to have heard the sound of the siren, no matter who it is, hurry up and stop me bastard! ! !

"So, my dream is to create a roast suckling pig of my own village, a Kaide-style roast suckling pig." Sweeping the shyness in front of me, the aunt came to us with four fingers and announced loudly.

"Let everyone see today, the Kaide-style roast suckling pig No. 4, the roast suckling pig that even horses love!"

Although I don’t know why I have to force the horse to eat this kind of thing, generally speaking, the meat that the horse loves to eat is not necessarily...No, it should be said that it will not meet the appetite of the person...

I’m too lazy to explain the copyright issue. I only hope that when I can have a chance to go to the Space and Time Administration, I will carry a bottle of Aunt Lisa’s special jam and give God the scrutiny or something~www.readwn.com~Good …Okay, our aunt contestant brought you a very wonderful speech, let us encourage her with applause, I wish her Cade roast suckling pig can be born smoothly. "

Although I am not at all optimistic about the green grass juice, which has been grinded by my aunt, and the pigs painted in oily and green colors can roast into delicious roast suckling pigs.

After finishing the interview with my aunt, I felt extremely collapsed.

Although the atmosphere of the interview was very happy, the suppression of the atmosphere brought about by Ricken and Hans has been diluted a lot, but...how can such a feeling of powerlessness be good?

There always seems to be something missing in my heart, such as rhythm, then rhythm, and rhythm.

And on the shrug of his shoulders, there seems to be something more, such as the copyright crisis, the copyright crisis, and the copyright crisis.

Such a program... is it really okay?

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