Everyone stared at the strange scene inside the clay pot, as if the neon lights were constantly changing inside.
Every cook looked surprised.
They never thought that the light of cooking would have so many changes.
Countless rays of light are scattered around, as if the heaven and earth are coated with a layer of fairyland. While it is dazzling, you can also deeply feel the unique charm of cooking.
The light gradually spreads over the ingredients, leaving no room to escape.
Just when everyone thought this was the end.
Suddenly, a phantom slowly appeared from the sky, half-lying on the ground, seemingly drunk but not drunk, as if it were a god with the scent of wine, scattering haze all over the ground.
In a daze, I don't know what night it is, and I forget the chaos of the world.
It's the vision of the kitchen, the secluded place, and the idol!
Zuitianjun!
...
The king of heaven is banished, just like a god falling to the ground.
All things are accompanied, and the aroma of wine floats into everyone's nostrils, seeming to make them a little more drunk.
This hint of drunkenness also made everyone feel excited.
It makes people even more suspicious that there is some illusion added to it.
However, when many cooks examine themselves, they are surprised to find that this feeling is real intoxication, the kind of intoxication that seems to originate from nothingness and fine wine!
...
"The mirage comes true, and the yin is extremely secluded."
"Fuyu finally demonstrated his ability again!"
Nakiri Senzaemon was filled with emotion. He might not have seen Zhao Fuyu use this level of kitchen vision for a long time.
No matter how dangerous the situation was, Zhao Fuyu was not forced to use this ability to keep the bottom of the box.
Now, in order to prove that he is the strongest cook in contemporary Dongying, and to activate the qualifications for legendary cooking, he is really giving it all! Bayi Chinese website
You must know that the evolution and upgrading of the kitchen realm vision is an extremely secretive matter. Over the years, those who have been able to enter the realm of Netherworld are all the top beings among the kings.
Even Nakiri Senzaemon is not as good as him.
It can be said that before Zhao Fuyu entered the realm of Heavenly Kings, he already had the ability to become the top figure among Heavenly Kings.
"Spiritual communication touches people's hearts, but it is just a superficial appearance..."
"The real key is to connect with the spirit of another world and convey the truth in that world!"
There was also a hint of sigh in Senzaemon's expression. It might be difficult for him to realize this artistic conception in his life.
After witnessing such a vision of the kitchen and the light of cooking, it can be said that there is no doubt about the level of this dish. Even the existence of the ordinary King of Heaven realm may not be able to cook it.
The key is how amazing the taste is after it enters your mouth!
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The water vapor dissipated, the light shone on the ingredients, and the situation inside the clay pot finally caught the eyes of several judges.
The sauce-red luster hangs on almost every ingredient, and the rich aroma of wine rises in the nostrils, mixed with the aroma of sauce, freshness, perilla, and garlic leaves.
There is also the smell of ginger, garlic and red onion, which can be said to be a bomb of aroma that continuously bombarded the judges' appetites.
The color of red sauce, crisp garlic leaves, purple perilla, just sinking and floating in it, with a hint of golden golden eel and turtle, and many colorful rays of light shuttle through it.
It's like a delicacy dropped from the sky.
There was a bit of caution in his eyes, after all, this was considered the first show of this dreamy ingredient.
Even the chief judges with such high status do not dare to say that they can experience such moments several times.
The atmosphere of silence also made the onlookers feel a sense of solemnity.
There was only the sound of quietly scooping out various ingredients in the pot, and then someone took the clay pot away. After giving a portion to each of the deputy judges, the clay pot was brought to the main judge's table and placed on it. It is there for others to appreciate.
“What a rich wine aroma!”
"It has the unique taste of grain wine and vodka, and I even felt the fragrance of fermented koji."
After sniffing a piece of golden eel and turtle meat from the bowl, Fenghua Linyue, the uncrowned queen of the Northeast, also showed a hint of surprise.
She must know that she has tasted many wine-flavored dishes, but there are few such newly created recipes that have such a strong stimulation without covering up the rich taste of the ingredients.
I thought that Zhao Fuyu wouldn't have anything too surprising in terms of seasoning, but Fenghua Linyue knew as soon as she heard it that she had underestimated this young man who had created miracles.
'It seems that I have to feel the impact from the back wave! '
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Fenghua Linyue, the leader of the family who exuded majesty, directly put a piece of meat into his mouth.
Immediately, the extremely rich aroma rushed directly into her chest and entered every corner of her body fiercely!
Sour, salty, spicy, fragrant, mellow, creamy, smooth, soft, hot and fresh.
Countless flavors hit her taste buds, each one so unique, some were like fine needles, some were like lava, some were like clouds, and some were like sweet springs.
Different flavors and textures explode on the tongue, showing a complex taste that is difficult to distinguish.
Even an experienced cook like Fenghua Linyue was attracted by the countless taste changes and immersed in the world built by the wonderful taste.
The uncrowned queen, who had regarded her age as a taboo, actually showed a longing look like a young girl's rejuvenation at the main judges' table. This shocking situation made many cooks present look at each other.
It made them even more curious about how delicious Zhao Fuyu's dish was.
He could actually make a being like Fenghua Linyue forget himself.
The face that still retains charm, the cheeks are flushed, and it seems that she has become ten years younger out of thin air, and there is a bit of spring breeze between her eyebrows.
Perhaps because of the richness and heat of the taste, the little mouth opened and closed involuntarily.
The pink tongue tip was exposed, and the soft flesh shuttled back and forth in the mouth.
The strands of golden eel and turtle meat are smoother than soft-shell turtles and a little more elastic than ordinary eels. They are just like the top-grade sea fish meat, full of oil, delicate and tender.
Under the strong aroma of wine, people seem to be in a half-dream and half-awake state, with half-drunk emotions swaying in their minds.
As the taste in your mouth rises and falls, so do your emotions!
That wonderful feeling is like burning your whole body in that summer night, drinking and having fun with friends on a summer night, and the cool breeze is blowing.
A touch of the delicious and extremely mellow smell of wine hit their hearts directly during the coolness, which even added to their joy!
"This smell..."
"Fantastic!!"
Just as Feng Hua Lin Yue was trembling slightly, with constant waves.
Not far away, Nakiri Senzaemon, who also put a mouthful of food into his mouth, let out a muffled groan, and then he saw the rain of flowers falling from the sky!
It was the skirt that exploded! !
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
