"Isn't this the discovery that the teammate we originally selected suddenly became the favored person of the emperor? I'm a little worried about whether you are still willing to participate in this competition?" Compared with Ding Wuli and Zhu Qi, as someone who has been with Milo for longer, it can be said that Yang Yu, who was a good friend, seemed much more natural and directly expressed the concerns of the three of them.
Milo chuckled lightly when he heard this, and responded: "Since I agreed, I won't change my mind midway, but the three of you are here probably not just because of this. Tell me, what happened again?"
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you. Speaking of which, this matter also has something to do with you. Because the emperor's divine will has come, everyone is paying more attention to the next game. Liu Guan also wants to take this opportunity to expand this event influence, so we are considered, eh, Abao!"
Yang Yu hurriedly picked up Abao, who wanted to run to Milo, and continued to explain: "So, this time our team has been paid close attention to by Liu Guan, and we hope that we can help cooperate with the publicity."
When the word "we" was mentioned, Yang Yu paused for a moment, her eyes moving and a little helpless.
As soon as these words came out, both Zhu Qi and Ding Wuli felt a little embarrassed.
However, after Yang Yu talked about the matter, the two of them also expressed their thoughts one after another. Ding Wuli directly said the more vague content of Yang Yu's words: "They said that we should help promote it together. More In fact, I want you to help promote it.”
"After all, although there are more than 8,000 national treasure-level portraits of emperors, 95% of them are extraordinary portraits that were born five thousand years ago and in the past thousand years. Most of them only attract some of the emperor's divine power. Like you, you attract the emperor's spiritual thoughts. Yes, there are less than ten of the eight thousand paintings. If this portrait had not been taken away by the emperor, you, the author, would not have been able to keep it. This painting must have been enshrined in Jinhong City and belonged exclusively to the emperor. in the palace."
After Zhu Qi answered, Yang Yu continued: "It is also because the painting was taken away by the emperor that Liuguan wants you to help promote it. After all, the painting is still there, which is a better publicity point. Once the painting is gone, , I can only ask you to open your mouth and help tell me something."
"So what do they want me to do? They can't ask me to draw a picture in the Immortal Food Competition. Besides, a painting of this level cannot be forced by human power. The right time, right place, and right person are indispensable. You let me I can’t do another painting.”
Milo heard their words and probably guessed what Liu Guan wanted to do, but he still joked with his three friends with a smile on his face.
When Yang Yu heard this, he knew that Milo had understood the purpose of coming here. Seeing that he was deliberately teasing her, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Milo and said, "What else can I ask you to do? You make The style of food has certain traces of painting. Senior Sister Ding and I integrate Dharma principles through cooking and cooking. Zhu Qi stimulates and highlights the original taste of food by reducing his own traces. And you are more similar to In the way of painting, we blend the principles corresponding to different ingredients to form a painting that is embedded in the cuisine."
"And this time their idea is to let you use the emperor as the core and use the techniques of painting to construct a special delicacy. It can be used as a publicity point to satisfy people's curiosity about you while fitting the theme of the Immortal Food Competition."
Looking at Yang Yu's expression, Milo saw another layer of concern in the hearts of the three friends, and said softly: "Are you complaining about the other chefs?"
Ding Wuli sighed: "It's not an injustice, it's just a pity. After all..."
Your reputation is too great at the moment. Unless the cooking skills of both parties are very different, our team will definitely win due to the influence of emotions.
Milo could feel Ding Wuli's unfinished words, but he had no good solution. After all, Liuguan's move to combine the Golden Rainbow Festival and the Immortal Eating Competition had a certain commercial nature.
Naturally, it depends on how to obtain the highest benefits without violating the basic rules.
Milo thought for a while and said, "How about we continue as planned?"
"Then your loss will be great."
Yang Yu was the first to refuse. After all, the benefits of agreeing to Liu Guan's request were too many. She couldn't let Milo give up such huge benefits for her own mood.
When Milo saw this, he didn't say anything about what you think should be done.
Yang Yu also fell silent after responding, and Ding Wuli and Zhu Qi didn't even speak.
As the true disciples of Baiwei Lou, one of the Nine Immortal Sects, the three of them still have relevant qualities, and they understand that the current situation is not a matter of choice at all. As long as Milo is still among the participating members, no matter what he does, someone will be affected.
The best way to minimize Milo's impact on this game is to make him give up the game.
And this was an even more exaggerated statement than Milo's previous request. Yang Yu couldn't even ask Milo to give up the benefits he could get, so how could he say it and ask him not to participate? After all, it was the three of them who went to find Milo in the first place. It should be Milo's own intention to withdraw.
Abao looked at everyone who fell silent, ran to Milo's side, pulled his sleeves, showing a flattering expression.
It pointed at the table and made a sound of "嘤嘤嘤...".
"What, do you want to eat? You have to wait a moment. I'll go prepare it."
To Milo's expectation, his words did not make Abao jump up happily. Instead, he pulled Milo to the table. An iron pot appeared in front of it, and a flame automatically ignited underneath. Started its own cooking.
Abao magically took out various ingredients from his body and put them into the big pot one by one.
After a while, a light but not thin, fragrant but not strong smell rose from the iron pot and spread quickly.
"It smells so good!" Yang Yu and others stood up, came to A Bao, and looked at the food he was cooking.
Zhu Qi even looked horrified: "Is this a big soup?"
The so-called big soup is a very ancient dish in Hanxia. Simply put, it is a kind of gravy without any seasonings, with original flavor and endless aftertaste.
It is said that this is also a dish used by ancestors to worship emperors in ancient times.
However, with the loss of this cooking technique and the rise of various cuisines, the big soup gradually withdrew from the ranks of sacrifices and was rarely spread in the world. But at this time, Abao actually used the big soup method to cook dishes.
Moreover, as the fragrance became stronger, Abao's originally cute appearance gradually became ferocious, and the iron pot in front of him also turned into a golden tripod.
'No, it's not that Abao's appearance has changed, but that some kind of power has come. '
Milo looked at Abao's cooking and the light soup in the golden cauldron, and suddenly had some thoughts in his mind.
The treasure mirror emerged from the depths of his pupils, reflecting the soup in the golden cauldron. Only then did he realize that what was being brewed was not broth, but endless prayers, hopes and gratitude.
More than 80,000 years ago, many gods and demons rose up on the earth, occupied one area, and killed each other. The land was in turmoil, and all spirits fled in all directions, with nowhere to stay.
At this time, the ancestors of Hanxia met an ancient god who was not yet revered as an emperor, but was just in charge of a piece of land.
The ancestors prayed to the gods for protection and signed a contract with them.
Since then, under the leadership of the gods, the ancestors of Hanxia established the first villages on the eastern land and began to thrive.
At that time, due to the war between gods and demons in various places, the atmosphere in all directions of the world was chaotic, and the time sequence of the sun and the moon collapsed. Even under the protection of the gods, the ancestors still lived in difficulty. Most of the time, they could barely eat. It was gratifying to be able to save some food. things.
But in that environment, whenever meat was available, it would be put into a golden cauldron to offer sacrifices to the gods, cooked with water, and boiled into a soup.
If it is fish, since it will not be processed, the original flavor should be retained as much as possible.
As for wine, it is basically a delicacy naturally formed during the storage of food.
Therefore, there is a saying that "the ritual of a great meal is to serve Xuan wine and serve fishy fish. If the soup is not harmonious, there will be leftover smell".
The wonderful thing is that the extremely simple cooking method at that time created a miracle in Hanxia cooking, leaving behind the reputation of "the big soup is not seasoned, tasteless but the five flavors are different".
Tasteless but full of flavor.
What tastes in your mind, tastes in your mouth.
Wherever the heart goes, taste becomes what it is.
This is the ultimate pursuit of Hanxia’s cooking, and it is also the ultimate pursuit of Baiweilou. They call this state "Baifei Xinxin", which means hundreds of thousands of flavors, all according to your heart. As long as you enter the mouth, they are all in your heart. Think the most delicious flavor.
But now, this ancient cooking technique revealed its roots in front of Milo.
What cooking skills and cooking skills are, they are just a group of fools who are about to starve to death. They are worried that their patrons are thirsty and tired. They have the highest faith and are grateful for the feedback.
'So, from beginning to end, it is not that the big soup has been lost, but that it is no longer needed. The big soup represents the prayers and gratitude of the ancestors to the emperor before Hanxia was established. This is a shadow of that era. '
Milo looked at the faint thoughts flowing in the soup, and watched Abao put new ingredients into it.
At first, it was sheep, pigs, cows, chickens, ducks and fish. Later, leeks, wheat, millet, and rice were added, with eggs, fish, dolphins, and geese. Later, various fruits were added.
As it cooks longer, the soup gradually becomes turbid and then becomes clearer.
The fragrance obviously smelled thicker, but the fragrance became weaker and weaker, until it seemed like there was no smell at all.
But Abao still put ingredients inside, and some of the ingredients even caused Yang Yu to exclaim: "This is what I took Abao to eat, and he actually remembered it and was able to manifest it..."
"That's enough!" Milo watched as Abao's breath gradually weakened. He already understood its meaning. He also understood the essence of the golden cauldron soup that Abao had cooked. He stopped Abao.
And as Milo's voice fell, Abao's fierce appearance disappeared and returned to his original cute appearance. He fell to the ground and shouted "嘤嘤嘤", as if he didn't know what happened before.
As for the golden tripod, it also disappeared without a trace, and the soup soup turned into nothingness.
Milo looked at the disappearing Jinding and said with a smile: "I know what we need to do in this competition, let's make this Abao... soup!"
When Milo was reciting the word "A Bao", Abao still raised his head and looked at Milo's little hands. He wanted to hug and feed him, but after hearing Milo's last word "cook", the whole bear was stunned. On the spot, he let out a shrill "嘤嘤嘤" and hid in Yang Yu's arms.
ps: Regarding the exchange between Yang Yu and Milo, I have revised it several times, but I can't think of a better description. I wonder if you have any suggestions? Then "the ritual of a great meal" comes from "Book of Rites and Music", and "tasteless but with five flavors" comes from "Huainanzi".
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