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Chapter 488
Whether it tastes good or not, Yuan Xiaoyi really can't tell.

Because this feeling really cannot be described in simple words.

In other words, this jade dew soup has broken away from the category of food and is more like nourishment for the soul.After just taking a small bite, I felt that my heart was filled with love, warm and sweet.

There seems to be a voice in my heart, which keeps saying to myself: eat, eat, these are all love...

Yuan Xiaoyi was completely intoxicated, indulging in the endless deliciousness, every taste bud on the tip of her tongue was beating happily, applauding the joy the food brought to them.

Some people say that the real top-level delicacy is enough to make all the praises turn into silent silence after you taste it, and finally immerse yourself in the beautiful and eternal memories alone.

Yuan Xiaoyi feels this way now.

She remembered the gnocchi soup her mother made when she was a child. Although it contained salt instead of her favorite sugar, the taste of her mother's soup was really different.

I started studying outside in high school, and then went to college. After so many years, I have never eaten the gnocchi soup made by my mother.Maybe it's because I'm not at home, or maybe my mother has no time and leisure.

However, I really want to eat the gnocchi soup made by my mother again.

"Hey, whether it's delicious or not, you're the one talking." Tang Yanqi was anxious.

After this funny girl took a sip, she looked like she was suffering from Alzheimer's disease. She was stupid and didn't speak. Looking at this nympho's expression, I really wanted to pinch her face.

The aroma of this jade dew soup is unbearable just by smelling it, and I don't know how he makes it. The signature dish of a five-star chef may not be able to achieve this level.

People nowadays pay more and more attention to the ingredients of dishes, using a variety of high-end ingredients and the presentation of the finished products, and they are becoming more and more Western-style.On the contrary, the traditional Chinese values ​​of color, fragrance, mind, form, and nourishment seem to be no longer adhered to very much now.

You may have heard more about color, aroma, and it is also the most common in Chinese cuisine.

As for meaning, it refers to the artistic conception of the meal. The dishes must match the dining environment;

Tang Yanqi dared to say that even the so-called super chefs in five-star hotel restaurants outside may not be able to do this.

On the contrary, at Chen Zhengqian's place, he easily made a dish that fit the six elements, and it was a soup.

The style is simple, but the taste is extraordinary.

This made Tang Yanqi not only surprised, but also stunned.

Pei Chuying was fine, but watched as she kept swallowing her saliva, watching helplessly as a drop of soup oozed from the corner of Yuan Xiaoyi's mouth, and then slowly flowed down the corner of her mouth and jaw.

What should I do? I really want to lick it!

If it wasn't for Shancun's rationality, which restrained her inner impulse, she would have done some eye-catching things.

Liang Ying, the little greedy cat, couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing that Yuan Xiaoyi didn't respond, she quietly cast her gaze at the small earthen pot with nearly half of the soup in it, and stretched out her hand to move it over.

As long as the small can is in your hands and you take a sip, you will know all the taste.

It's a pity that the moment she stretched out her hand, Yuan Xiaoyi suddenly woke up, firmly held down the small crock pot, glanced at everyone's faces, and said solemnly: "One person, one bite, take turns!"

The tone was quite firm, as if there was an illusion of "I will kill anyone who is disobedient".

You look at me and I look at yours, and there is no objection.

In this way, a small jar of jade dew soup circulated among the four people, and finally returned to Yuan Xiaoyi.

After drinking a small spoonful of soup, they finally understood why Yuan Xiaoyi stopped talking after taking a sip just now.

Because they are now too.

It's just that compared to everyone's longing eyes just now, they now have smiles of after-the-fact satisfaction on their faces, and expressions of unfinished business.

Satisfied because the delicious taste satisfied the needs of the taste buds, and unsatisfied because they only tasted a small spoonful, which was too little, and could not satisfy their appetite at all.

The taste is so good, I don't know how to describe this delicious gyokuro soup.

That being the case, then eat it clean!
This is the simplest idea in everyone's mind.

However, the taste that everyone tastes from this small spoonful of soup is the same but different.

What Tang Yanqi tasted from this jade dew soup was the firmness and tenacity of the muscles, just like Chen Zhengqian's thick arms, which can give people the greatest sense of security at any time.

Even if it was tossed in the wind and rain, swayed between the beds, jumped in the mountains, and finally fell, he would still be hugged tightly in his arms.

This is the taste of happiness.

What Pei Chuying tasted was the fragrance and richness of the broth, as well as the lightness of the fruits and vegetables.The two are obviously contradictory and opposite, but they can be well integrated and balanced to achieve a perfect balance, just like yin and yang Pisces.

This reminded her of Chen Zhengqian's cold and decisive side, but in front of her, he was a gentle and affectionate man.Like a pot of Yulu soup, contradictions and combinations.

This is the taste of happiness.

Liang Ying is the simplest. If you have food, you will be happy; if you can eat enough, you will be happy; if you eat happily, you will be even happier.

For her, being able to eat delicious food is the greatest happiness, not to mention that this food is made by Chen Zhengqian, with its own BUFF bonus, it is simply too beautiful to miss.

Is there anything happier than this?

Everyone stared at the small jar of Yulu soup, and started a new round of sitting in rows and sharing fruits.

Chen Zhengqian in the kitchen didn't know what they were doing, but he could guess that, after all, no one could hold off the attraction of high-end cooking brought by secret recipes.

Of course, it's not entirely the recipe's credit.

If we simply follow the recipes, Chen Zhengqian may not be able to counterfeit such advanced cooking in a short period of time.

What he really relied on was his relaxed and free-spirited heart.

Chen Zhengqian has always believed in one thing——

A great chef can be said to be cooking with his own soul.Each dish reflects his personal personality, emotional preferences, and love of cooking at its purest and truest.

Only when you devote yourself to cooking can you create works that combine form and spirit, otherwise you can only become an ordinary chef in the end.

Although this is not the world of the Chinese little head, nor is it the spirit of eating halberds, Chen Zhengqian does not have the strong culinary talent as the protagonist, and the dishes he cooks will not shine, let alone be eaten, and even the clothes will burst.

But he has been cooking very hard, even if his job is not a chef, but he is used to doing anything, and he will concentrate and even devote himself to it.

This is a small request he made of himself, so let's treat it as obsessive-compulsive disorder.

There is no doubt that the taste of the dishes produced in this way will not be any worse.

Another half hour later...

"Come here, here comes the freshly baked special version of Yulu Soup!" Chen Zhengqian came out of the kitchen wrapped in an apron and carrying a large earthen pot for cooking soup.

Several girls sat at the table, and each stared longingly at him, or at the crock in his hand.

This made Chen Zhengqian a little proud. It seemed that his hard work had paid off.

The big earthen jar was placed on the dining table, and the rich aroma began to permeate along with the steam, Yuan Xiaoyi sniffled, hey, it seems to be a little more fragrant than before.

"Special version?" Everyone looked at each other.

What the hell is this special edition!

I have never heard of dishes that are divided into low and high, what do you think this is!

Yuan Xiaoyi couldn't help pointing to the original small earthen jar and asked: "If this is a special edition, then what is this?"

Chen Zhengqian looked over and saw that when he left, there was still more than half of the jade dew soup, but now it was completely empty, not even a drop of soup was left.

Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like someone did something unspeakable while I was away.

Chen Zhengqian couldn't help but cast his playful gaze across them.

Facing Chen Zhengqian's gaze, several people couldn't help but blush, but they pretended not to know anything.

Wait, what's wrong with being greedy? It's not a big mistake to be greedy!
Didn't he just eat Yulu soup secretly? Anyway, he acquiesced.

Well, in their eyes, if Chen Zhengqian didn't say no, it was tacit consent.

But now when I heard Chen Zhengqian say that there was actually a special edition, his eyes widened in surprise.

Chen Zhengqian introduced triumphantly: "The one you ate just now is the trial version I made at the beginning, because I am not sure if I can make it, but now it seems that the effect is still good."

"Experimental version?" Several people looked at each other again.

Just the trial version is so delicious?
Doesn't that mean that this special version with a higher degree of completion will break the deliciousness just now? !

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't calm down.

Chen Zhengqian coughed lightly: "The special version is naturally more perfect than the trial version just now, whether it is the mastery of the heat, the processing of the materials, and the mastery of the seasoning, they are all better."

To be reasonable, what Chen Zhengqian said is correct. In his opinion, the Yulu Soup made for the second time tastes better than the first time.

But the specifics will have to be scored by the audience and judges.

Before they finished speaking, they had already started to swallow their saliva.

Chen Zhengqian chuckled: "How about it, do you want to try it?"

I guess based on the personalities of these greedy little cats, they will definitely not let it go.

"Just give it a try!" Yuan Xiaoyi held her head high, pushed the empty small earthen jar over, and motioned for Chen Zhengqian to fill it up.

Others also ran into the kitchen to get bowls, chopsticks and spoons.

Only delicious food can't live up to it!

Just now everyone used the same earthen pot, but now there is a big earthen pot, the portion is enough to eat slowly, so naturally you have to bring your own bowls and chopsticks.

Chen Zhengqian carefully filled a bowl for them, and finally filled it for himself.But he was extra thoughtful and only filled a small half bowl for himself, hehe.

"Wow, wow, it's so hot..."

Tang Yanqi was too anxious, grinning his teeth from being scalded, causing Chen Zhengqian to roll his eyes.

As for being so anxious, haven't you heard the saying that you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry?
In contrast, Pei Chuying was much smarter. At least she knew how to cool off before eating, and she was as calm and calm as usual when eating.

Liang Ying was like a little hamster, eating in small bites, but quite quickly.

As for Yuan Xiaoyi, hehe, this funny guy kept stirring with a spoon, trying to dissipate the heat as soon as possible, but in Chen Zhengqian's opinion, this method was not as convenient and efficient as Pei Chuying.

As for whether everyone thinks it is delicious?

Chen Zhengqian is still very confident in his craftsmanship.

At present, whether it is Bazhen Yuye or Yulu Geng, he can cook two dishes with excellent taste without looking at the recipes, relying on his own heart and feelings.

Seeing them gobble it up is enough to explain everything.Chen Zhengqian felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment spontaneously, and it was not in vain for him to spend his time on this.

The real top food is destined to be a niche, because of its existence, it is impossible to benefit the general public.

The same is true for Chen Zhengqian. After all, only a small number of people can taste the delicacies he cooks. As for other strangers or ordinary people, forget it.

"Hey, I'm so full—" Yuan Xiaoyi put down the spoon and touched her round belly, feeling swollen and satisfied.

Tang Yanqi hiccupped: "Ah, me too..."

Yuan Xiaoyi seemed to remember something and asked quickly: "What time is it now?"

"It's more than one o'clock!" Chen Zhengqian replied leisurely.

Now it was not just Yuan Xiaoyi, but everyone was panicking: "It's so miserable. I'm still awake so late. I'm sure I won't be able to get up tomorrow."

Tomorrow is only Friday, there is no school holiday, and the crew has no rest time to speak of.

Pei Chuying said weakly: "The question is, do you think we can sleep in our current situation?"

"Eh..." Yuan Xiaoyi was stunned.

Pei Chuying didn't say anything, but she still didn't think that she always wanted to sleep when she was full, but now she was full and full of energy, and she was so energetic even after one o'clock, which is strange.

Chen Zhengqian secretly chuckled, and only he himself knew the specific reason.

This jade dew soup was originally used to restore the state of mind. It's no wonder that I can fall asleep after drinking this at night.

But the downside is that the four energetic women couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. Of course, it is impossible to sit in a daze. They have to find something to do.

So they started the daily life of Juicing Girl.

Poor Chen Zhengqian was once again pushed back, and it was still the kind of thing where someone else sits on it and moves it by himself.

The next day, the four girls dragged their exhausted bodies to go to class and work, leaving Chen Zhengqian alone, barely getting up at nearly ten o'clock, his back was sore, and the big bed almost fell apart last night.

After washing, drink a glass of honey water to clear the stomach.

The thing to do today is to go to the venue of the activity center at 02:30 in the afternoon to attend the graduation ceremony.

Graduation certificates and bachelor's degrees are just a formality, but they have to be done.

What's worse, Qi Weiwei told him that the dean asked him to prepare, and he might go up and talk a few words in the afternoon.

Chen Zhengqian was dumbfounded, why didn't he notify me until now?
　Thanks to "Ocean Wine" classmate, the 8000 words have been updated, I can't hold it anymore, I'm going to bed first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)