MTL - Red Dragon Roar-Chapter 392 Eze calls me Mom when she sees me!

A whole head is about three meters long, and the cleaned salamander is placed on the barbecue.

The refrigerated fire lizard gradually softened, and the delicious meat permeated the oil. Old Orleans skillfully smeared the special sauce on the skin of the scaled lizard. Under the high temperature roasting, a fragrance rushed to the face.

Daenerys took a deep breath, her face intoxicated.

It has to be said that human creativity is far from comparable to monster clans.

No one would have imagined that just by applying various spices extracted from plants to cooking, it would burst out such a fragrant taste.

"Oh, old Orleans, give me more spicy, I want extra spicy!"

"Okay, but, respectful lady Feilong, I have to remind you that even some real dragons can't bear the spicy taste. This is a cooking taste that I specially customized for Honglong."

Red Dragon?

Daenerys' eyes lit up, isn't this tailor-made for her.

"Then don't hurry up and arrange it for me!"

A layer of red oil and a layer of pepper, brushed over and over a dozen times, and finally sprinkled with salt, five-spice powder, and pepper noodles, wrapped in sesame oil, and quickly turned over under high heat.

"Let me try it when it's ready!"

Daenerys held the red-hot iron stick with her paws, but this temperature was just that for her, so she didn't care.

She tore off one of the salamander legs and threw it into her mouth, chewing the bones together, and swallowing without any image.

An unparalleled strong spiciness spread rapidly from her taste buds, and spread throughout her body in just a few seconds, as if every cell in her body was being scorched by a raging fire.

The taste is simply - cool!

It is numb and spicy, mixed with the mellow aroma of the special sauce, which is completely comfortable to the bones and has an endless aftertaste.

It really deserves to be the "Kanlong Roast Meat Shop", absolutely worthy of the name!

Daenerys straightened her tongue so hot, a burst of anger rose from her stomach involuntarily, and then she raised her head and opened her mouth.

"Rua!"

A fiery breath rushed out of her throat in an instant, and it slowly subsided after more than ten seconds.

This scene terrified the surrounding people enough. If they were not careful, the fire attribute flying dragon would burn the surrounding buildings, and the group of people would have nowhere to cry.

"As expected of the dragon vein vassal of His Majesty the Dragon King, he can actually bear the taste of the super spicy level."

"Hey, that's delicious! Old Orleans, you've got nothing to say about your craft."

"Hey, people, there are always one or two skills that you are most proficient at. You are good at fighting. I am only obsessed with cooking. I have been a barbecue chef for decades before I have the current skills."

Old Orleans took a jar of fine wine from the wine cabinet and took the opportunity to sell it: "Ma'am, this is a fine wine brewed by my Orleans family, called 'Flame', and I intend to present it to the great Red Dragon Emperor this year. Believe me, The flames and the extra spicy barbecue are a must!"

"Ma'am, in this world, beautiful wine and barbecue can't be let down!" Orleans laughed.

Flames?

Daenerys's eyes flashed again, and the name really liked her, it was like it was tailor-made for her.

And it's only this year that I'm going to pay tribute, doesn't it mean that Ize hasn't tried it yet?

Alas, being a mother is really hard, and you have to taste dishes and drinks for your children. What if it is poisonous?

"Then... get me ten jugs first, old Orleans."

Hearing that the opening was about ten pots, the smile on Orleans' face deepened.

"Come on!"

Daenerys's winged claw held an iron stick, and the other claw hung a wine jar.

She raised her head and took a sip, which was different from the common "inferior ones that were hard to swallow".

The flames took a bite, and the fiery energy rushed into her throat as if the most violent flames rushed into her throat, igniting the flames in her body, and then the mellow aroma of wine rushed straight to her forehead, lingering endlessly.

"Well, it's really good wine!"

Daenerys shook her head and walked into the shop to find an empty seat to sit down.

The space inside is very large, and many clans have amazing sizes. In order to accommodate them, all service-type buildings in the capital have been built to a great extent.

Most of the alien clans are sitting together in twos and threes, and occasionally you can see daring humans and monsters chatting happily.

It's really harmonious.

The Flame Dragon Mother couldn't help shaking her head and sighed, and then ate and drank a sip of grilled meat and a sip of fine wine, satisfied.

That kid Izai really knows how to run the country.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Daenerys staggered out of the shop and was about to leave when she was stopped by Old Orleans.

He looked respectful and humble: "Dear Feilong, this meal you drank 21 bottles of 'Flame', a roasted whole lizard, half a yak steak, and spent a total of 5 gold coins, 78 silver coins and 72 copper coins."

"I can see that you must be one of His Majesty's most loyal family members, and a famous Dragon Vein vassal. As a tribute, I would like to thank His Majesty the Emperor for providing us with a comfortable living environment. We have removed a fraction of the copper plate for you. You are only charged 5 gold coins and 78 silver coins."

The flame dragon mother looked at him with drunken eyes and looked bad: "What did you say, you have to charge me for eating here?"

"Ma'am, according to the laws of the Empire, even if His Majesty the Emperor goes to the people to dine, he must pay the same value for the purchase."

Old Orleans smiled.

He was not at all afraid that the flying dragon in front of him would escape on credit.

As we all know, the Red Dragon clan is the elite of His Majesty the Emperor, and any laws and regulations take the lead in implementing them. They represent the face of the Empire. If they do not obey the rules themselves, if they spread to His Majesty, it will only be a shame for His Majesty.

"I didn't know there was such a rule. Besides, my mother never spends money on meals!" Daenerys said with a dark face.

This greedy human businessman actually thought that he wanted to earn coins from the real dragon just for a barbecue? !

How can it be so simple!

According to her previous explosive temper, she might have already tied this human being to light the sky lantern.

Old Orleans twitched the corners of his mouth. He thought that he had met a wealthy nobleman today, but he did not expect it to be an iron rooster~www.novelbuddy.com~Ms. Feilong, you are already drunk. In other words, we will sign and pay for the specific business terms after you sober up. "

"I... I'm not drunk! I'll keep babbling, believe it or not, my mother eats... I ate you! Rua~" The Flame Dragon Mother opened her mouth wide and threatened.

"So, do you want to eat the Balong meal? Ms. Feilong, if this matter reaches the Emperor's ears, it will be you who will be hurt in the end."

"Are you threatening me?"

It seems that it has not been a long time since the Red Dragon clan was openly provoking the system set by His Majesty, and more and more human beings gathered around.

Old Orleans sighed, looked at the crowd and said, "Go and inform the guards."

"Old... The old lady tells you, it's useless to inform... anyone... No one, even the little dragon cub of Yize sees... sees the old lady...call me Mom!"

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ps: I was so sleepy that I couldn't stand it any longer. I slept for three hours last night. I had a headache in the middle of the night, my limbs were weak, I couldn't sleep after waking up, I threw up 4 times, fell asleep at 5 o'clock in a daze, and was woken up by the leader's phone call at 8 o'clock, and started a day's work. Relia.

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