Food King

Chapter 339 Heavenly Tribulation?

"I also invite Mr. Wang Yan to show up, and don't hesitate to enlighten me!"

The uniform voice soared into the sky, roaring and reverberating under the envelop of strong vitality, which attracted many people to stop and watch, and also made Meng Hao and Wang Yan in the hall slightly stunned.

"Little friend Wang Yan, before leaving, can you satisfy the wishes of all the monks in my Meng Kingdom?" Meng Hao asked with a calm smile.

Wang Yan took a deep breath, and immediately nodded. After collecting the three kitchen artifacts, he has never shown the strength of the combination.

"Emperor Meng said so, how can Wang Yan shirk?" Wang Yan cupped his hands, making the smile on Meng Hao's face even more intense, and then, with a movement, he walked towards the outside of the hall, and behind him, Wang Yan Also go up slowly.

In front of the imperial court, a large number of people gathered at this moment. Among these people, apart from some monks, there are not a few people who have cultivated in the kitchen.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on the position above the Imperial Court City, looking forward to Wang Yan's appearance. Obviously, even if Emperor Meng arranged for the matter of the Saintess Hall yesterday, it would be difficult to conceal the truth of Wang Yan's exit.

On the balcony above the imperial court, Wang Yan and Meng Hao appeared at the same time, looking at the dense crowd below, Wang Yan smiled.

"Thanks to everyone's kindness, since everyone wants to test Wang Yan's cooking skills, then... Wang Yan will show his shame today." Wang Yan Langsheng said, looking around for a week, and then waved his palm, and the three-color light flashed. The Xuantian Knife, the silver-white Qiankun Pot, and the pale gold sky shovel were suspended in the void.

The three kitchen artifacts were all shrouded in a faint halo, and an indescribable aura quietly diffused from their bodies.

"Oh my god, I didn't expect this Wang Yan to actually subdue all three kitchen artifacts. No matter what his cooking skills are, just being able to collect three artifacts is already No. 1 in thousands of years. .”

"The rumors are true. Three years ago, Wang Yan never left the imperial capital of the Meng Kingdom. It turns out that he has been refining the last sky shovel in the Holy Maiden Hall."

"I can see these three kitchen treasures in my lifetime. It's not in vain for me to come to this world for a while. It's really cool. I can even feel a faint boost from above."

As Wang Yan took out the three artifacts of kitchen skills, the dense crowd below the platform was silent for a moment, and then, the noisy voice mixed with the sound of undisguised emotion, like locusts crossing the border, suddenly sounded.

For the noise below, Wang Yan automatically shielded it. After the three treasures were taken out, Wang Yan flicked his fingers, and the Earth Flame shot out, which was also suspended not far in front of him. , soared directly, turning into a blue flame the size of a washbasin, and a scorching high temperature quietly diffused from above the flame.

"Today, I'm going to cook a dish from the State of Zhao, and I invite you all to taste it."

Above the tower, Wang Yan's voice fell, and with a wave of his palm, a top-quality Longmen carp weighing four catties flashed out. Then, Wang Yan's palm suddenly grabbed, and the Xuantian Knife appeared directly in his hand. The blade light flickered open, and then, the scales and internal organs seemed to have spirituality, and they landed on a certain place below, and the Longmen carp had already been processed.

The high-quality mountain spring water is clear and transparent, and the slaughtered Longmen carps still have signs of life. They are constantly shuttling in the mountain spring water. While washing themselves, the dirty blood and impurities in the body are also discharged at the same time as the body swims.

Inside the storage bag, various seasonings were manipulated one after another. The hot oil in the pot rose, and Wang Yan's speed was also very fast. Various seasonings were mixed with pure mountain spring water and poured into it. The soup has turned light yellow.

The top-quality Longmen carp that had already vomited clean blood and impurities swung its tail beautifully in the air, as if possessing spirituality, and actively jumped into the pot. It seemed that it was an extremely glorious thing to be able to enter the pot of soup.

No one noticed the dense knife marks on both sides of the Longmen carp's body before it jumped in.

The soup in the pot rolled quietly, and as the Longmen carp entered the pot, the turtle shell-like lines quietly lit up. At the same time, when the heat rose, the fish meat on both sides of the Longmen carp that was still wandering in the pot was even and smooth Rolled up slowly again.

Someone had brought a special vessel long ago, waiting for the finished product of Wang Yan's dish. A whole Longmen carp weighing five catties was not something that could be contained in an ordinary vessel.

As time went by, a strong fragrance quietly diffused along with the rising heat. Everyone concentrated on looking at Wang Yan standing in the air and the cooking utensils in front of him, also looking forward to the finished dishes.

In the light yellow soup, the fine air bubbles are evenly bursting and reorganizing continuously. The top-quality Longmen carp floating in it has its mouth wide open at this moment, and the fish meat on both sides is rolled up. Spread out.

Wang Yan turned the palm of his hand, turned the Qiankun pot quietly, and poured all the Longmen carp and soup in it into the container on the side very lightly.

The prepared seasoning and vegetable foam are evenly sprinkled on the top, the oil in the Qiankun pot is turned, and then directly poured on the Longmen carp in the container.

"Chila."

Accompanied by the sound of hot oil pouring down, a substantial fragrance quickly occupied the space with a radius of ten feet.

At the same time, Wang Yan bowed his hands and put away all the three artifacts of kitchen art. Wang Yan didn't know the quality of this Longmen carp, but he still had something to show for it, and he didn't fully show it.

"laugh"

A milky white beam of light suddenly shot upwards from the Longmen carp, and at the same time, a thunderous roar also came from the sky.

The surrounding clouds quickly condensed and gradually turned into a dark cloud. The Thunder Snake kept shuttling inside, staring at the slowly forming Longmen Carp Spirit at the top of the three-foot-high beam of light.

"What kind of quality dish is this that actually attracted Heavenly Tribulation?"

"This Wang Yan really lives up to his reputation. He looks like he is only in his 20s, but his cooking skills are really frightening."

"Otherwise, do you think that cats and dogs can collect three artifacts of kitchen skills? If this is the case, you don't have to wait until today, ten thousand years later, to gather them all."

For these, Wang Yan didn't care about it, and stared at the so-called Heavenly Tribulation in the sky, and now it has reached the realm of half-step stealing the sky, Wang Yan can also feel some of the strangeness in it.

Reminiscent of what Zheng Yuandong said at the beginning, Wang Yan smiled coldly, and let the Longmen carp spirit writhe above the beam of light, move his body, grow lotuses step by step, and go directly to the side of the beam of light.

"Things of such power, dare to call it a catastrophe?"

(End of this chapter)