The misty smoke is like the mirage of nothingness, evolving and changing endlessly.
The five-color glow shrouded the sky, as if from top to bottom, the fairyland's castles in the sky appeared.
One by one, vivid ancient figures appeared in the smoke, laughing and laughing, and finally came to a place with vast blue waves.
Birds surround it, and fish race in the sea.
Suddenly, a big golden fish jumped out, and those figures controlled their magic weapons, threw themselves into the mouth and belly of the big fish, and then disappeared into the vast blue sea.
Visions arise, visions cease.
It only takes a moment, but it makes people feel like they are seeing a vivid animation.
Even the well-informed Yukihira Seiichiro didn't know what kind of resonance this was.
Illusion? Hallucination? Or is it a mirage caused by smoke?
Only the 'Eat Demon King' and Ma Jianxing from Zhongzhou, both of whom were already top figures, had read so many books that they could recognize the vision in front of them at a glance.
The two stood up almost at the same time.
In disbelief.
"Strange vision in the kitchen?!"
Hearing the almost overlapping voices, Nakiri Senzaemon turned around and saw that it was Ma Jianxing. There was a hint of fear in his expression, but it was quickly covered up.
"Which image of 'humans, ghosts, immortals, gods and heavens' is this?!"
Different from the resonance of ingredients, in an era without gourmet cells, how can cooks maximize their cooking?
The five-color radiance is one kind, and the other is the five kinds of kitchen realm visions derived from the brilliance.
Previously, 'Human Elephant. Red Dust' was recognized by eight million gods because of its taste of the red dust.
Now Zhao Fuyu has completely adjusted his energy and spirit, and also used the food resonance of the gourmet cells, which led to this strange vision in the kitchen.
"Wonderland. Carefree!"
The words coming out of Zhao Fuyu's mouth also made Ma Jianxing tremble slightly and get excited.
You know, even in Zhongzhou, there are very few people who can cook with extraordinary cooking skills. Many of them are already giants among dragon-level chefs. To put it bluntly, they are candidates for the king of food.
Among the younger generation, as far as he knew, there was no one.
Ma Jianxing, who had already elevated Zhao Fuyu's status, now almost regarded this young man from Zhongzhou in Dongying as the future number one in the Zhongzhou cuisine industry!
And he believed that when the news spread that Zhao Fuyu was able to create strange cooking scenes, even the old antiques in Zhongzhou would agree with him.
"The vision in the kitchen..."
“What’s strange about the kitchen?!”
After hearing the exchange between the three of them, Yukihira Seiichiro finally recalled where he had heard this term. He patted his forehead and looked at Zhao Fuyu with a hint of amazement.
'He is indeed that grandson...'
'It can no longer be described as outstanding, it is simply...unparalleled in the world! '
As for Niiki Zhio and Busujima Saeko, who were not deeply involved in the cooking world, they were confused after hearing their words.
But just by looking at the looks on these people's faces and the strange appearance of Zhao Fuyu's cooking, they knew that this matter was not simple.
When the essence, energy and spirit are combined, it is a 'sacrifice'. '
After the shock, his appetite faltered. Nakiri Senzaemon took a deep look at Zhao Fuyu. Only then did he understand why the man returned to Zhongzhou with confidence just before the opening of the food contract.
Such food, even his appetite... began to be aroused!
...
After sitting back at the table, after the strange image dissipated, only a touch of gilded light still lingered on the plate.
The light yet long-lasting aroma spirals upward.
A large golden yellow croaker seemed to be still in the sea, chasing the wind and waves, just like that. The fifteen minutes of steaming did not make it collapse. Instead, the belly was stretched by the steam, and it seemed that the inside was really real. It contains eight immortals.
Contains a small world.
There is no too gorgeous decoration, just a fish placed on a white plate, with a layer of light yellow gravy hanging on the fish.
Simple, nothing more.
But for Nakiri Senzaemon, he suddenly felt a long-lost throbbing, a longing appetite that had not appeared for a long time.
Seeing the diners seated, Zhao Fuyu took a step forward, moved the spoon slightly, and then stopped.
"The portion of this dish is not small. Mr. Senzaemon, would you mind taking some of it for others to try?"
Without thinking too much, Senzaemon nodded and agreed to the matter. After all, preparing this dish for him took up too much of Zhao Fuyu's energy, and letting others try it was considered a kind of compensation.
After getting permission, Zhao Fuyu turned around and took a few plates, and then revealed the essence of this yellow croaker in soup!
As soon as the spoon fell on the fish maw, it seemed as if it was submerged into tofu or cut into a snowdrift. It sank in immediately, followed by a faint aroma that changed in an instant.
It's like the strong winds of three fragrances are whistling at the same time, forming a rising tornado.
It directly took away everyone's sense of taste, leaving only the rich mist-like fragrance permeating every corner of the restaurant.
The soup, like melted gold, coated the ingredients and slowly spread out from the opening opened by the spoon.
Zhao Fuyu carefully selected a different ingredient for everyone, poured a spoonful of soup on it, and then served the meal.
And among the rest of the food, there was no sign that he had taken away so many plates of food.
It can also be proved that Zhao Fuyu definitely gave enough ingredients for this dish.
The large yellow croaker, which weighs two and a half pounds, is definitely a generous portion!
Ignoring Zhao Fuyu's departure, in fact, when Nakiri Senzaemon saw this complete golden dragon crossing the sea and receiving the Eight Immortals (yellow croaker in soup), he couldn't take his eyes away.
The gourmet cells in his body were cheering, urging him to quickly taste this rare delicacy.
A spoonful of fish meat, the golden soup, finely chopped crab roe, and crab meat are mixed in. Before it enters the mouth, it is full of rich deliciousness, especially the rich taste of hairy crabs.
It obviously slightly concealed the elegant and delicious taste of the yellow croaker meat, but for some reason, this taste tempted Nakiri Senzaemon's appetite even more.
He rolled his Adam's apple, and without further observation, he couldn't bear it and put a spoonful directly into his mouth.
Then...
All I saw was Nakiri Senzaemon, Tozakura's 'Eating Demon King', falling over as if his head had been hit hard.
Immediately afterwards, the clothes that were bound to his body seemed to fly up like messy flowers being hit by the air current.
'Bang bang bang'
Accompanied by countless gas explosion sounds.
One piece of clothing after another turned into debris all over the sky.
Floating in the whole night fire!
The servants of the Nakiri family, who had long been accustomed to their master's behavior, directly took out the curtain and blocked the back of Nakiri Senzaemon.
But soon they also showed surprise, because even these well-informed servants of the Nakiri family saw such a scene for the first time.
The pieces of clothes scattered all over the sky didn't look like they were exploding, but like blooming flowers.
Some kind of regular image was faintly formed!
When Seiichiro Yukihira saw this scene, he stood up directly.
I couldn't help laughing.
"The skirt of the clothes exploded, this is the real skirt of the clothes exploding!"
"Old man, you lose!"
