Martial Arts Cosmic Gourmet

Chapter 152

When it was time for dinner, Mi Xiaobai thought about what to cook. Since this is a gourmet conference, he can't just keep eating compressed biscuits. Isn't there a kitchen here, so I just went to the kitchen to make something to eat.

The kitchen equipment here is very sufficient, it is no exaggeration to say that it is the back kitchen of a five-star restaurant.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Mi Xiaobai saw Shu Yun and Wang Ling making egg custard.

Looking around, there are more than 90 kinds of ingredients below the fifth level of hunting difficulty, among which reed eggs are one of them.

The notice on the side reads: We will automatically replenish the ingredients when they run out.

Just judging from the "failures" of egg shells and egg custard that were piled up beside the trash can, Shu Yun and Wang Ling probably have already made nearly a thousand copies.

Seeing Mi Xiaobai coming, Wang Ling let out a cry and asked, "How, do you know the exam questions?"

It is very rare for Wang Ling to sweat profusely. How long has he been doing this?

"I don't know yet." Mi Xiaobai shook his head.

Wang Ling shook off the sweat from his brow, took out an egg custard, and said, "Come and taste it, this is my favorite, junior three-star egg custard."

Mi Xiaobai walked in and looked down at the egg custard in Wang Ling's hand.

The color of this egg custard is obviously dark yellow, and its structure is not very strong, so it must be carefully shaken to ensure that it does not disperse. Although it exudes a great fragrance, Mi Xiaobai can't think of eating it at all. His interest, and this is indeed a junior three-star delicacy.

Mi Xiaobai frowned, and then asked Wang Ling, "Is there any problem?"

Wang Ling smiled and said, "Eat quickly, you will understand after eating."

Mi Xiaobai scooped up a little bit with a spoon, and put it into his mouth without chewing, let him rub it on his tongue for a while, and then it naturally slid down his throat into his stomach.

At that second, Mi Xiaobai really felt delicious, but there was an inexplicable feeling of emptiness in his mind.

Wang Ling rubbed his stubble with his hands, and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Mi Xiaobai swallowed his saliva, with a puzzled expression on his face, "It's delicious, but I can't whet my appetite. It's better to say that something is missing, obviously he has that delicious taste."

Wang Ling brought another few plates and said, "Try these again."

Mi Xiaobai tasted them one by one, and they were all delicious, at least surpassing the delicacy of gourmet tea eggs, but Mi Xiaobai didn't have the slightest urge to eat them. Instead, he felt that the taste of the egg custard was getting farther and farther away.

Only then did Mi Xiaobai remember.

"That's right! After eating the egg custard served from Langqing Mountain, the first thing that flashed through my mind was the taste of the egg custard!"

Shu Yun, who was concentrating on beating eggs, said solemnly, "It's not about the taste of egg custard, it's about the taste of eggs."

"All foods made with eggs seem to be unsatisfactory in taste." Wang Ling smiled optimistically.

Shu Yun stared at Mi Xiaobai, "In other words, we can no longer taste the taste of eggs."

Mi Xiaobai was startled, "30.00% of the mainstream dishes in the world are related to eggs, that is to say, we all..."

Wang Ling spread his shoulders, "Ever since we ate the egg custard given by Lang examiner, we have no chance of having that 30.00% five dish."

"This is too cruel!" Mi Xiaobai gritted his teeth and continued, "There must be something unique about that egg custard, or some special ingredients were used."

Wang Ling shook his head: "Although it may be a bit exaggerated to say so, I'm notorious for my tongue. I'm sure that there are only three basic ingredients in the egg custard: reed eggs, filtered water, and salt."

"Is there something wrong with the cooking method?"

Shu Yun shook her head: "Before you came, Wang Ling and I had tried nearly a thousand recipes, but none of them could wake us up. If it's really a matter of cooking techniques, it's probably very clever."

Hearing this, Mi Xiaobai was a little confused, "That is to say... the content of the assessment of this level is actually to let us regain the taste of eggs, right?"

"Seven days, I'm afraid it's not enough." Shu Yun's gums almost bleed from biting.

Wang Ling shrugged, "There may be hope if the three of you work together. I think this is also one of the intentions of the Gastronomy Conference Committee."

Mi Xiaobai rolled up his sleeves, walked to another stove, and said, "Well, what should I do?"

Wang Ling pointed to the inexhaustible eggs over there, and said: "We must first restore the egg custard made by the Lang examiner, and then make cracked delicacies based on this egg custard."

Mi Xiaobai nodded, and quickly started the egg beating process.

"Shu Yun and I will try the method of filtering and beating first, and brother Mi will try the method we know first."

"know."

……

One night, the three of them tried more than 2000 recipes together, and changed batch after batch of salt and eggs, but they still couldn't find them.

During the period, Mi Xiaobai asked the system about the ingredients of the egg custard because of doubts.

For this reason, Mi Xiaobai used up the last analysis opportunity.

However, the results obtained by the system analysis are still ordinary reed eggs, ordinary filtered water, and ordinary salt.

Mi Xiaobai was taken aback, as were Wang Ling and Shu Yun. The three of them fell into piles of egg shells and failed products. Their bodies were sticky and covered with egg whites, sweat, and failed egg custard.

They have eaten thousands of egg custards, why can't they get back the taste?

Only Wang Ling could still laugh at this time: "Hey, sure enough, when we got to the main venue, the difficulty of the assessment skyrocketed."

Shu Yun wiped off the sweat near her eyes, "This difficulty is more than one grade higher, it took twelve hours, and there is no progress at all, it seems to be getting farther and farther away from the original taste of the egg."

Mi Xiaobai was silent for a while, and then said: "In my hometown, there is such a story."

"Once upon a time, there was a villain who committed heinous crimes and went to the underworld after death. When Yan Luo of the Ten Temples saw him, he thought that no punishment could erase the crimes on him, so he called Po Meng and asked Po Po Meng to make a clay pot .”

"After the wicked man ate the food in the pot, everything suddenly became blurred in his mind. He clearly remembered something, but he just couldn't figure it out. Afterwards, he was released back to the human world, always looking for his hometown. Inexplicably, he wanted to see his wife and children, but his memory became more and more blurred. After spending his whole life, he found that no matter what he thought, he would only get farther and farther away from his destination. In the end, he died a miserable death. It was agreed that his ten evils had been washed away, so he was reincarnated."

Speaking of this, Mi Xiaobai swallowed.

"We're afraid we've eaten something terrible."

　Many thanks to Cai Huang Da Shuai Bi, Old Man [this word is hard to find], Meng Jianghun, Sikong wa for their recommendation tickets
　　


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