Rebirth as a Cooking God

Xia Yu's eyes were fixed on the ‘Evil Demon King’ and locked his every move.

The thick soup stopped, but the cooking was not over.

The charcoal stove returned to the field of vision, until Yaxie Xian Zuoweimen used chopsticks to pick up a piece of crab shell and placed it on the grill of the charcoal stove. All the people suddenly realized. It turned out that the coach was planning this step before grilling the net. At this time, the charcoal fire was flourishing, just right.

Many people have noticed that the crab shells put on the grill are all shells cut by the main limbs of the crab tongs, and there are no other parts.

The hard shell was grilled by charcoal fire, and the color was darker, and a trace of black appeared gradually.

Fortunately, Xingping Chuangzhen sniffed his nose with a surprise in his eyes: "It's strange, there is an unspeakable taste in the charcoal fire. Is this the taste of the crab shell? How did I never know that roasted crab shell has this taste!"

Soon he opened his eyes again.

The crab shell was cast into a teapot for tea making, and the lid was opened. The steaming thick soup was poured into the large teapot. The lid closed, as if the world was banned, and the smell of the air was lost. At the source, everyone feels uncomfortable. The appetite that was seduce was brewing and thriving, and was choked on, and it was uncomfortable.

"This is gaining momentum!"

Caibo City Ichiro stood beside his son.

"Regaining momentum?" Xing Ping Chuang was shocked.

Caibo City Ichiro put his hand on his son's shoulder, patted it, lowered his voice and said: "Yes,'potential'! You can also understand that the process is in place, an inevitable result. , Turning clouds and rain."

"Creativeness, so you understand why your special kills always taste a little bit? The kills for competition and halberds are like a duel of a warrior. It must be the'potential' that unites all the chefs!"

Fortunately, Pingzheng chewed the meaning of "potential", staring at the crab shells and thick soup closed by the clay teapot. After a while, he suddenly hammered his palm and his eyes brightened. "I probably understand."

"I think that the so-called'potential' is a guide to the atmosphere and emotions!" he said, touching his heart. "Why did the coach get irritated when he closed the lid, it turned out that he was influenced by the coach!"

"Mystery!"

"curiosity!"

Xingping Chuangzhen said more and more determined.

Having said that, this genuine pig's foot has the reputation of being the king of medicine. It was originally a good player who played with mystery. It reversed time and time again, and broke out at the final moment. The special killer recipe he is working on is too straightforward. Compared with his previous recipe, there is a less mystery, so there is no such thing as the shock and impact of the so-called "starting after all".

Competitive, halberd eating, eye-catching, is a must.

Seeing Kokoping immediately realized, Ichiro Ichiro smiled comfortably and said, "Without enough shock and impact, how can the fortress already built in the jury be destroyed."

The father and son are whispering.

"what's next?"

Xia Yu stood alone, his eyes full of inexplicable excitement.

As if he could hear his strong voice, before the final finishing step, Zheqianxian Zuoweimen paused deliberately, looking back at the boy with a very deep look.

Wild mushrooms were sliced, and several pieces were piled up in exquisite tall wine glasses.

That's right, it is a Western-style transparent red wine glass. Such a glass and a purple sand teapot are placed on the counter, and the painting style is not right.

Especially, Zhexianxian Zuoweimen still holds the ear, picks up the big teapot, and the spout faces the tall wine glass.

In the dull sight of everyone, a beige water line fell. Soon, the thick soup was filled with half transparent glass wine glasses, and the fog rushed straight towards the mouth of the glass. The scene at that moment was like a valley in the mist.

Thick soup, thick fog.

Transparent valley.

The original fragrance brought by the bottom of the wild mushrooms.

"Roar--"

Suddenly, the dragon yin, the deaf, and the appetite could no longer hold back, quickly rushing to occupy the blank head of everyone.

Zheqianxian Zuoweimen turned around in a leisurely manner, watching the group of diners who released the strongest desire in his heart, and smiled lightly, "Everyone has it, everyone try it."

A series of goblets were placed on the table.

"Uh."

An untimely voice said, "Commander, can we really eat it?"

It’s Morita Maki.

"Why not?" Xian Zuoweimen smiled.

"Because." Masuda Morita bit her lip and glanced at Xia Yu. "A Yu said that Dragon-grade dishes, don't use Qianlong."

"Don't use Qianlong?"

Immortal Zuoweimen froze for a while, then laughed haha ​​and said heartily: "This is right, but it is also wrong. This is a word in the Yijing, which means that things should be cautious at the beginning of development. However, the dishes of the Dragon's Killer are different. It is already a masterpiece of this state of fusion. You can understand that it is a common home-cooked dish. Everyone can eat it."

Ordinary home cooking?

Even Maki Morita who asked the question was obviously choked, let alone others.

Commander, your masterpiece is also classified as home cooking, then ours, is it not under home cooking?

Dojima silver, the heroine, and Shingen Masato, looked at each other.

"Hi, the coach said that you can eat as much as you can. What are you waiting for?" "The result is that the young and full-fledged friends of Jixingliao are the first to start eating.

Fortunately, Ping Chong Zhen was among the tasting partners, grabbed a wine glass, lowered his head, sniffed the smoke, and his expression immediately fluttered. He didn't hesitate any more. He looked up and made a booze, and half a cup of boiling hot soup came in.

"What is this taste!" Xing Ping Chuang's face was so hot, his eyes seemed to be burned by flames, "Can the original taste also ignite the body!"

"Awesome "fresh"!"

Caibo Iichiro suddenly spit out this sentence.

Extremely? Xia Yu twitched her eyebrows and looked subconsciously at Azumi Rina. She is the only ‘God’s tongue’ among all people. In tasting, she has innate advantages. Just at this time, Azumi Erina also drank her grandpa's crab shell soup, and Xia Yu caught the moment she was tasting, and the unbelievable face appeared.

"Overlay! Overlay! Overlay! Then...infinite size!" Yachie Rina murmured, "There is an indescribable taste in the dishes, which is more powerful than'perfect', but true! "

More powerful than'perfect'?

Xia Yu was shocked.

He has no doubts about Tsei Erina's judgment on'perfect', because Erina, who has tasted his'perfect' taste many times, has long had a clear standard line for this taste.

So in her mouth, she is more powerful than ‘perfect’. How can she not be shocked by such a determined tone?

"On top of perfection, there still exists "extraordinary"?" Xia Yu doubted it.

Others don’t have so many troubles and thoughts, and they are devoted to the taste of the Demon King’s "Long Yin~www.readwn.com~", which makes my soul far away! "

"Yeah, I never found out that the ocean is so vast and the sky is so deep..."

The hostess swallowed the soup in her mouth and stared at the remaining one or two pieces of wild mushrooms in the glass. She slowly said: "This technique, I can't understand. Why are the fresh taste of 3 ingredients such as crab shells, kombu and wild mushrooms? , Simple superposition, but it can produce extremely fresh!"

"Ah, no matter, the food drives me crazy! It makes me unable to think!"

Aoki Zongtai put down an empty wine glass and stared at the last remaining one on the table. Lushan's claws soared past.

Xia Yu is still thinking about and recalling the details of Xian Zuoweimen’s cooking before, and intends to replay the slow-moving images captured from [Super Vision] again and again to find out the secret of superposition of umami to produce the "extremely fresh" At this time, my eyes glimpsed that Aoki Sect too wanted to take away his own share, and immediately roared: "Let my food go!"

He rushed to fight.