Using strength to smash this bag….
This was also a type of cooking? They had really never seen it before.
Chu Changsheng's brows slightly furrowed, revealing a hint of surprise. Bu Fang actually wanted him to smash this bag at full strength?
It was such a fragile bag. He was afraid that with a fist, this bag would explode, and the ingredients within it would fly everywhere…
Thinking of that scene, Chu Changsheng felt awkward. That was why he was a little hesitant, unable to make his move.
Nether King Er Ha, on the other hand, was a little curious. There was such a simple method of cooking?
Did this mean that he, Nether King Er Ha, would be able to cook dishes in the future?
The previous charcoal-black Spicy Strip was a stain on Nether King Er Ha's heart. It was something that people could not eat.
The old man sunk into deep thought, looking at Bu Fang's bag. He furrowed his brows as the wrinkles on his face shook. After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up.
