Rebirth as a Cooking God

"Unscientific!"

Xia Yu felt anxiously inwardly and asked the system for a statement.

"Please host to control the temperature of the iron pan! "Morse oil" has a lower ignition point..."

"How to control the problem, I'm going to grease the pot and fry the spices. Now I can't skip this step. The spices are lacking in fat, and they get burnt immediately. What do you say I can do?"

Xia Yu once had the urge to give up treatment.

"Mistaken!"

He could not help but put his hands on the kitchen counter, buried his head, with regret on his face, Xia Yu secretly said: "It is still inexperienced and suffers a loss. I thought "Morse oil" is my resonant ingredient, I can let me toss and control, throw Not to mention the rest, it is also a taboo quality kitchen spice supplies anyway, to be respected! "

At the other end of the city, in a quiet villa building, Ye Feizhou, who left the Linlin ship a few days ago, did not return to the northern capital, but settled in the suburbs of Shanghai and continued to retreat to study the Lin-level killing recipes.

Beep!

Quiet room.

Ye Feizhou turned off the TV, and the black LCD screen reflected a handsome face with a slight sarcasm, "Play yourself in..."

"Is my opponent such a frivolous kid?"

Looking down at the ancient recipe spread on the lap, Ye Feizhou wanted to laugh for a moment.

The opponents who are too low-level have signs of destroying Ye Feizhou's heart.

No matter how strong the cooking is, it is just a teenager who is not reliable. Perhaps he will dig himself and bury himself in the halberd showdown. Ye Feizhou thought of this, shook his head, and said to himself: "I am too windy, cranes and trees are all soldiers, a month in advance to study the Lin level will kill...... Is this necessary?"

Hesitation appeared on his face.

"It's nothing!"

Ye Feizhou once again focused on the recipes on his lap. "This is my rare opportunity to get in touch with Xianxian's culinary world. I must understand it carefully. I can't open the door that has gradually loosened in advance!"

Among the younger generation in China, the uncrowned king with the first name of "China's Five Shows" began to imagine the wonderful scenery of his breakthrough in the forest.

Hunting the scene, the atmosphere is very different from the quiet library.

The laughter lasted for half an hour.

"Chef Xia, fortunately!" someone shouted, "there will be no more logistics in the frypot event!"

There are also fans who are in a hurry to turn around the stage, "Hurry up and go to the topic, only 30 minutes to cook, and the cooking work will be eliminated if it is not submitted on time! Zero points!"

Guest table.

Wei An's face was already iron-green, "He regarded the sacred hunting stage as something!" After that he snapped the armrest of the chair.

Kong Chun shook his head straight with disappointment in his eyes.

"I shouldn't have come."

Recently, he was busy working with the team to compile a new national banquet recipe list, which coincided with the opening of the Lou Lin ship and a dragon-level food halberd, so he appeared to Yan Qi. It's just a coincidence that I'm sitting here to watch this irrelevant peripheral election.

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying, and others also opened their mouths. They saw Xia Yu's forehead sweating in the picture, and they knew that this was not a play or a play.

Xia Yu really encountered difficulties!

It took me half an hour to analyze "Morse oil" in the mysterious space very carefully. After all, I remembered the information of this taboo oil and fat, and then I was cut off from the system and returned to reality.

However, no matter how it is analyzed, it is just a matter of talking on paper. Without the support of an actual cooking experience, Xia Yu was a little uneasy.

"It should be fine!"

This time, Xia Yu's head was no longer blank, and neat and clear cooking procedures were installed in it.

"Can do it!"

It is still a hot pot, and the staff just sent a new pot.

Seeing him put the pot on the stove rack again, there was laughter and boos under the crowd.

On the judging stage, Mu Xiaoyue had clenched his hands tightly, biting his lower lip, and watched Xia Yu repeatedly try to use the strange and strong strange grease. His heart was extremely nervous, but his mouth could not help complaining, "He in the end Do you know how many people are paying attention to this online election?

Mu Xiaoyue couldn't imagine the situation of those live broadcast platforms with barrage rhythm flying all over the sky.

What's the "most famous Sapporo chef", "Wu Xiu wants to hang him up to fight", "reverse cooking gourmet 66666" Mu Xiaoyue has a strong sense of shame covering her eyes and daring not to see.

"You have to fight for yourself--"

Furious?

If Xia Yu could hear the shouting of an acquaintance behind him, and definitely nodded to give her a response, that is affirmative.

Isn't the reason for the current embarrassment the "struggle"?

Too much to fight for a big deal, but loses his usual sense, almost digging pits to bury himself. Thinking of just getting cold for a while, Xia Yu, who had grasped it at this time, was secretly funny, "Be stable next time!"

After all, he is just an ordinary person, there is always blood on the stage when he is rushing to the head.

It's just that the feeling of making a breakthrough on stage is really cool!

Xia Yu clenched his fists, "Go!"

He followed with a bite of iron that had been heated to the right. Why is "suitable"? The super-tactile flame sense tells Xia Yu how much the outer wall temperature and inner wall temperature of this pan are. The previous frypot is a summary of repeated failures. Listening to the boos under the stage, Xia Yu's eyes were fixed, really when I came to juggling on the platform?

"Di!"

Grab the oil bottle again, facing the pot, and hang it upside down.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Unlike the case where the frypot was fried in a single drop, a lot of fat was spilled in, and the pot was not fried or burnt. It can be seen that after the failure of Xia Yu, how accurate the ignition point of "Morse oil" is.

Quickly grabbed a piece of kitchen paper, white shadow flashed.

The original clumps of grease were evenly applied to the inner wall of the pot with kitchen paper by Xia Yu, so the pot suddenly had the greasy feeling of the skin of the master.

Then, Xia Yuzui smiled calmly and took a small step back.

"puff!"

A ray of flame flew straight from the bottom of the pot and quickly expanded to cover the mouth of the pot.

The fire is gradually spreading and Xia Yu's smiling face is captured by the camera. The crowd, live or staring at the screen to watch the live broadcast, regardless of whether they have heard the title of "the magician of flames" before, watching After this scene, the head may have to pop out two words-

magic!

Manipulated flames!

The most intuitive is [Bursting Flame] Li Han, a young and talented contemporary, looks straight at the seat watching the flame slowly rising from the pot.

His vision is completely different from others.

There is a beautiful and transparent shadow in the orange red, looming.

It was a strange fish, sparkling.

"You, did you see it?" Li Han said with a sore throat.

Zhao Zhen, Tang Yuqiong and Wu Yingying all looked at that one moment after another, and Tang Yuqiong replied casually, "Look what! Please be quiet now!"

"fish……"

Li Han just spit out the word.

thump!

There was a sound of something breaking through the water.

In the picture, Xia Yu picked up the softened instant noodles from the pot, so he left the large glass bowl naturally in his left hand to catch the large group of instant noodles, while his right hand immediately put down the colander to catch the spice that was placed in front of him. bottle.

Teeth bite the wooden stopper, so the open bottle is slightly slanted towards the pot flame, and the unrestricted spice dust suddenly flew out and was swallowed by the flame.

Stardust shimmering with golden light suddenly gathered in the flames.

Little by little, it was like a painter holding a pen, dipped in golden paint, and gradually painted the outline of a giant whale on a flame-based canvas.

Such a "painting technique" with a strong sense of both eyes caused Wei An and Kong Chun to be shocked.

"It's done!"

"Finished and formed!"

On the Lou Lin ship on the Yangtze River, Yan Qi saw the golden lines of the giant whale, connecting them end to end, and finally formed a complete flat pattern.

Xia Qing was distracted and surprised ~www.readwn.com~ scene.

"Wow la---"

The wind started and there was a hint of the cool breath of the ocean in the wind.

There are huge whales that break through the flames and come out.

Roar!

The dull whale in the blink of an eye made all the young talents on the stage horrified, only to feel that the stage underneath was about to collapse.

"Illusion?"

"what is this……"

Before waiting for the riot-like riots in the audience, Xia Yu smiled and raised the noodle bowl he had prepared with his left hand. The bowl was snapped, so the floating head's bizarre whale seemed to take the initiative to hit the bowl and be sucked into it.

This picture is fixed.

People looked at Xia Yu's left hand glass bowl, which was a whale bowl!