<h4>Chapter 1350: So Satisfying!</h4>


    “So how is it? Is itparable to your porcupine battle boar’s roast pork trotters?” Steve asked Tony, who was picking up the te and licking the garlic clean off the te.


    “If you had told me that there was such a delicious crayfish here earlier, the bloody roast pork trotters would have been out of the picture,” Tony spoke with aplicated expression.


    “Seems like that wasn’t a beautiful experience for you too.” Steve shrugged. The Abyss Demons had always been very proud. Although Tony was famous in the culinary circle, to those pig-riding abyss demons, he wasn’t a VIP whom they needed to treat with respect. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have to spend five days there before he got to eat the roast pork trotters.


    “I think I am already in love with Carapace Ind. The slightly salty wind, beautiful and polite service staff, and that delicious garlic crayfish. It’s simply an unbelievable fantastic experience.” Tony amazed. His hunger was still unsated when he put down the bowl.


    Steve looked at the remaining spicy crayfish and thirteen-spice crayfish, and asked Mag, “Boss, is the spicy crayfish or the thirteen-spice crayfish heavier?”


    “Do you still need to ask that? There are so many spices in the thirteen-spice, it has to be heavier. Of course we should eat the spicy crayfish first.” Tony chuckled, feeling a little exasperated with Steve’s question.


    “My personal advice is to eat the thirteen-spice one first,” Mag replied calmly.


    “Hmm?” Tony was dumbstruck.


    “Alright,” Steve replied before grabbing the thirteen-spice crayfish. He said to Tony, “You better don’t underestimate Boss’ spicy crayfish, or else you’re going to regret it.”


    “Ha. What’s there to worry about. I am the demon who has tasted the roasted whole sheep with volcanic chili on Volcano Ind. How could a mere crayfish cause trouble for me?” Tony said with a rxed expression. He didn’t take Steve’s words to heart. However, after a moment of hesitation, he still chose to eat thirteen-spice crayfish first.


    Compared to the mild and singr aroma of the minced garlic, the thirteen-spice crayfish’s aroma was moreplex andyered. This aroma that was made up of many different spices was actually all mixed into one prawn.


    A chef usually hated messiness when he or she cooked. Not only would that destroy the food’s own taste, it would also cause the food to taste weird because of the sh of the scents.


    On the Demon Inds, there were only three, four spices that the chefsmonly used. It was mostly to remove the fishy smell and to do some simple seasoning so that the seafood that was freshly caught from the sea and the wild game produced on the inds could show off their own fresh taste to their greatest extent.


    However, Mag had added 13 and more spices and condiments into a crayfish like this, which was unbelievable.


    Tony took a whiff of that scent and furrowed his brows slightly. Other than sea salt, he couldn’t identify any of the other spices.


    As he was a food critic who prized himself for having an exceptional sense of smell, this made him feel rather defeated.


    However, the many spices didn’t make the aroma feel messy and difficult to ept. If he took it in fully, he would instead be attracted gradually by the amazingyered sensation.


    <i>It’s very difficult to identify if the chef has mixed this taste randomly or constructed this taste deliberately. Moreover, whether the chef could replicate the same taste every time is a test of his abilities.</i> Tony pondered, and then reached out to twist the head off. He removed the shell, and revealed the crayfish butter underneath before sucking it out.


    The overflowing crayfish butter was already soaked in the gravy. The fresh crayfish butter collided with theplex aroma, which made the taste buds slightly unustomed initially. The taste buds had no idea which taste to transmit to the brain first. Immediately, the condiments and spices seemed to have reached some consensus, and all kinds of vor began to enter the stage and show off their distinctive marvelous tastes.


    Numb, spicy, fresh, fragrant, sweet, tender... There was a battle which surprised him taking ce in his mouth right now. Without any doubts, Tony waspletely defeated.


    At that moment, he finally agreed with the boss’ words. There were definitely more than 13 spices added.


    Moreover, this full andplex taste and the surprisingyered sensation had all disyed the chef’s amazing memory toward the use of spices.


    He could still feel the aftertaste in his mouth after he swallowed. He ate one mouthful after another as he simply couldn’t stop!


    Tony hadpletely surrendered to this intoxicating thirteen-spice.


    “This thirteen-spice crayfish is on par with the garlic crayfish. No other dishes could beat them on Demon Inds.” Tony gave a thumbs-up, and then continued peeling the shell and eating the meat that was soaked with the thirteen-spice gravy. There was an exquisite aftertaste in his mouth after he finished it.


    After eating the thirteen-spice crayfish, Tony’s gazended on thest spicy crayfish. The garlic crayfish and thirteen-spice crayfish had already given him plenty of surprises. The mild-tasting garlic crayfish and theplex-tasting thirteen-spice crayfish had already fulfilled all the imagination he had about prawns.


    And what was so special about this spicy crayfish?


    In fact, he already wasn’t expecting much. After all, it was already not easy for a chef to have one amazing signature dish. A chef who tried to do everything well usually failed at everything he tried.


    “The spicy crayfish is indeed my favorite.” Steve was already enjoying the spicy crayfish as he huffed and puffed. He found a moment to gulp down a mouthful of ice-cold beer before releasing a long breath of relief. The satisfaction on his face made people who were watching him curl their lips.


    <i>Does he have to be so exaggerating?</i> Tony was rather doubtful, so he reached out to grab the crayfish. He peeled open the back, took out a piece of meat, and dipped it in the red gravy before taking a big bite.


    The numbness and spiciness blossomed on the tip of the tongue. That was an even more explosive taste than with the thirteen-spice crayfish. It activated the slightly tired taste buds and elevated them. They began to wee that spiciness crazily.


    Tony’s face flushed red instantly. Not many demon tribes on the Demon Inds like spicy foods, so he wasn’t good at eating them. However, as a professional food critic, normal spiciness wouldn’t give him a big reaction. But this numb and spicy feeling made him feel as if his butt was suddenly pierced by a needle, and it gave him a shiver.


    The numbness on the tongue didn’t continue for too long. After chewing the meat that had absorbed the spicy gravy, the freshness and fragrant spiciness began to enter the stage, and brought along an unparalleled marvelous experience.


    “Shh... Woo... Shh... Woo...”


    Tony started to pant after swallowing a mouthful of crayfish meat. Apart from the scrumptiousness, the numb spiciness was his greatest sensation. Beads of sweat were already appearing on his forehead. This was an intense taste that he had never experienced before. It was much more intense than the bloody roast pork trotters that he had yesterday.


    “It is simply the best to have a mouthful of ice-cold beer at this time.” Steve raised up his mug as a gesture before tilting his head back to drink a big mouthful.


    “Oh, yes. Beer!” Tony’s eyes lit up as he, too, picked up the mug on his table. The ck stone mug felt cold in his hands, which gave him a refreshing sensation. He eagerly drank a big mouthful of it.


    Shhh...


    A sound appeared automatically in his brain.


    “So satisfying!”


    Tony praised it!