Chapter 702

It was like a fire raging in his mouth, or like hot magma, which made the taste buds on the tip of his tongue lose consciousness in a moment, leaving only numbness. Joe had never seen such a spicy taste before, and even felt poisoned in a moment. His temperature rose sharply, his sweat was like a slurry, and even his nose turned into white smoke.

"Your Highness, are you ok?"

"Come on, get a doctor!"

Seeing this, everyone in the restaurant asked in a hurry. Someone was busy pouring water, and someone was ready to rush out of the door to call someone.

"Sure enough, there's no way to get in!" Matthew's eyes burst out and his heart dropped. Although the first two dishes of MEG were highly praised by his highness, as long as his fish was not recognized by his highness, his status in the house would not be threatened.

Just when Joe could not bear the strong spicy smell and wanted to spit out the fish, the strong smell of fish suddenly bloomed, like rain in the desert, and the fresh fish melted in his mouth.

It is incomparable delicious taste, blooming in the light of fire, it was Shengsheng suppressed the hot breath, numb tongue and taste buds rejuvenated, seems to become more sensitive, every taste bud is thirsty to experience the delicious fish, in the hot become more clear and delicious.

When the fish is swallowed, the hot feeling goes down the throat, like a hot iron going down the esophagus, but it turns into a stream of heat in the body and turns into four limbs, just like a comfortable hot bath.

A small bite of fish, in a short period of time, let Joe experience the ups and downs of the feeling, pain and delicious coexist, but in the end, they all become a happy and comfortable feeling, just a bite, let him feel the full feeling.

His throat was still hot and his tongue was becoming numb again, but Joe felt that his hand picked up a piece of fish again and fed it to his mouth uncontrollably.

The delicious fish can suppress the hot and spicy feeling, but each time the fish makes the hot and spicy a little bit, the delicious fish makes it difficult to give up chopsticks, one mouthful after another, almost becoming a dead cycle.

"Wait... Your highness seems to like the fish very much."

The old cook stopped the apprentice who had already run to the door. He looked at Qiao Xiu, who was red in the face and never stopped using chopsticks. His mood was a little complicated. Even he had never seen the second prince's favorite dish.

"This... How can this be?" Matthew faltered and turned pale. Fortunately, the apprentice helped him quickly.

When he first entered the palace, his royal highness often ate the fish he made. Now he would eat one or two mouthfuls of the fish he made every day. He often brought the whole fish out and back without even moving his chopsticks.

He often comforts himself because of the recent weather. His highness doesn't want to eat fish, but now he is eating fish one by one, without any intention of stopping. His mind is completely broken, full of feeling of loss.

It seems that he should be ready to pack up and leave.

The faces of all the chefs in the restaurant were almost the same. Even with such unbearable spicy taste, his Royal Highness the second prince was still eating so happily. It can be seen how delicious the fish should be. This kind of eating appearance was never seen in his Royal Highness the second prince, who had always shown himself in a gentle manner.

"What's the origin of this guy?"

The cooks looked at McGonagall, full of wonder and curiosity, the original contempt has completely disappeared.

There is a chain of disdain in the culinary world. The top is naturally the chef of lodu, followed by the elves, and then the city of chaos.

In the minds of many cooks in lodu, the comprehensive level of cooks in the chaotic city is higher than that of orcs, which is why it is said that the second Prince wanted a cook in the chaotic city to offer food to the king.

But now, McGonagall has completely overturned people's understanding of the cooks in the city of chaos.

Joe really can't stop. First of all, the smell of grilled fish is really delicious. It's like magic, releasing irresistible temptation.

Of course, what's more important is that it's too spicy. It's fragrant and spicy. If you stop, your mouth and throat seem to be burned by fire. A bite of fish is like pouring a ladle of ice water on the fire. But after you stop, the burning feeling will become more intense.

This kind of sourness can hardly be described by words.

What's more, the fish doesn't have any small bones. There's no need to worry about eating the bones. Even the time to remove the bones is directly omitted.

It was even more difficult to break away from this state when he lost a pause time. Until one side of the fish had finished eating, Qiao Xiu put down his chopsticks and waved to the little guy with the water cup. He drank all the water in the cup and took a long breath.

When entering the door, Qiao Xiu was dressed in a luxurious robe with long hair tied up. His robe was soaked with sweat and wet. His long hair also lost its elegance and stuck to his forehead. He looked a bit embarrassed, like a refugee who had just escaped.

"When I came here, I heard Lord Carroll say that his highness likes spicy food, so I put a little more pepper when I roasted the fish. I wonder if it's still to his Highness's taste?" McGonagall first threw the pot on Carol's head. He looked a little nervous and expectant, but he was in a happy mood, like drinking a bottle of ice in the desert with the temperature of 48 degrees.

Three years ago, you little whore took Xiaomi as a hostage. In the future, you will have a chance to taste four times, five times and six times the abnormal spicy taste, and let you sing chrysanthemum every day.

Joe felt a little dehydrated. The fish had a good stomach, and his hands and feet were a little soft. It was like he had just come out of a high temperature steamer, and his stomach was still hot. Ken looked at the remaining half of the roast fish, but he still wanted to swallow.

Hearing McGonagall's words, Joe thought that if he was embarrassed by another chef, he would dispose of the fish afterwards. However, McGonagall's fish was sweating, but it also made him feel hearty. The delicious food was irresistible, and the spicy taste seemed to be the essence of the dish.

Therefore, he is not easy to say. After all, many people know that he likes spicy food. McGonagall has nothing to say in order to cater to his taste. He said with a free and easy smile: "the roast fish Mr. McGonagall made is the most delicious and spicy one I have ever eaten."

"The second prince is too famous. If you like it, I can do it for you these days." McGonagall said with a modest smile, which was not adulterated at all.

"You can have something to eat with your daughter first. Someone will take you to the place where you stay. Make a good preparation for the dishes the day after tomorrow." Joe got up and went to the door.