I have a restaurant in East Sakura

Unlike what the outside world believed, Zhao Fuyu fell into some mysterious artistic conception. After seeing the word "wei", what he saw was just an ordinary old man practicing calligraphy.

Just when he was confused, the scene in front of him changed again.

The old man with white hair turned into a child with scars on his face and a cute look with a bit of naughty eyes.

Gradually, his life began to unfold in front of Zhao Fuyu.

From being crazy and ignorant when he first encountered cooking, he gradually learned many cooking skills and completely recognized Chef Liu as his master. Then he met his beloved girl Youhua.

There were scenes, some of which Zhao Fuyu had known before, and some of which he had never seen before.

Until the brilliant battle between Chef Liu and others, eighteen chef gods joined forces to cook heaven-sacrifice dishes and made an unprecedented "Tian Gong"!

Since then, the power of food cells has been blocked, causing the whole world to move to another dimension and direction. At that time, Shimura Shiro was just one of the people who could watch from the side.

As his cooking skills progressed later, the King of Heaven and the King of Heaven were no longer an obstacle to him. When he reached the threshold of the realm of the God of Cooking, he finally began to learn how to learn by analogy.

In other industries, he was looking for the inspiration and inspiration to step into the realm of the God of Cooking, and finally he started calligraphy.

After witnessing this journey, Zhao Fuyu only felt that something was trembling slightly all over his body, which seemed to be the excitement of his gourmet cells, and also seemed to be the excitement of his cooking spirit.

They seem to have found a catalyst that can promote their sublimation again!

But what exactly is that?

Just when Zhao Fuyu was confused, everything in front of him returned to the small back hall room again, and Shimura Shiro once again took up the pen and wrote the word "taste".

But in Zhao Fuyu's eyes, the word "wei" gradually deformed and turned into a simple character that can be written with two strokes!

It was at that moment

He wakes up! !

"I see!"

The deep light in Zhao Fuyu's eyes rippled away, as if an initial source of power bloomed, and then the aura of thousands of mortals filled the air, and then quickly converged.

Such a situation also made the elders of the Shicun clan present, who had been paying attention to Zhao Fuyu, look in amazement.

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a god of cooking. They have been trying to figure out this character all the time. They want to decipher the mystery, but they can only get very little.

But Zhao Fuyu just saw it for the first time, and he already gained more than their combined total.

"The prototype of taste is..."

"What a unique experience in life!"

He murmured something that truly conveyed a sentence, but many people present did not realize what the meaning of this sentence was.

Instead, everyone showed excitement and came forward to ask what Zhao Fuyu had seen.

However, Zhao Fuyu saw some things, but his memory was blurred at this time. He could only briefly answer that he saw Shimura Shiro writing, and saw his life experiences derived from his words.

But it's really hard for Zhao Fuyu to sum up what his specific insights will be at this time, but he already has a clear understanding of what the Shimura lineage wants.

Either because of the changes in the world, or because Shiro Shiro didn't leave anything above the Heavenly King back then, the Shimura family had no idea how to take this crucial step.

In fact, not only the Shimura clan, but also other cooking god families seem to have lost this part of their inheritance, or memory!

‘It’s not surprising that such a crucial thing has been lost. ’

‘No wonder other forces are also trapped in the ranks of the Heavenly King’s ceiling, and the existence of the God of Cooking family is also trapped in this rank. ’

'Especially the aggregation of one's own 'taste' is related to the subsequent cooking practice. Without this key element, they will not be able to understand even if there are subsequent regulations. ’

Although these aristocratic families all knew that something crucial had been taken away, and they persisted in the restoration work, they still did not get anything concrete after all.

Until Zhao Fuyu was born, they felt that Zhao Fuyu's talent would definitely not be able to stop him. Perhaps they could use some insights from their ancestors to let Zhao Fuyu have a better understanding, especially about the speculations about the Heavenly King. .

As long as a feasible path can be found, it is only a matter of time for these aristocratic families to reach the right path.

In fact, Zhao Fuyu has spread these key things without hesitation.

It's just that the cooks all know the importance of this kind of thing and don't show it to others casually.

Now Zhao Fuyu had one more opportunity to show favor.

"I know what you want."

"Please allow me to say a few words, clan elders."

Zhao Fuyu motioned to all the clan elders to come with him to the calligraphy with the word "flavor". Even Shimura Ujiro did not refuse to follow him quietly.

On the contrary, it is generous and generous, making people feel free and easy.

"Actually, maybe you clan elders were just confused for a moment and didn't figure out what your predecessors left behind."

"Strictly speaking, I'm just doing my job."

Instead of taking all the credit on himself, Zhao Fuyu knew his own merits. In fact, he could only figure out many things with an overall perspective.

It doesn't mean that I am really any smarter than these people in front of me.

If you really think so, that is true self-deception.

"Perhaps this word 'taste' is what ancestor Shimura wanted to tell everyone."

"Taste is the core. Since everyone has their own life experiences, why can't these experiences be transformed into their own unique 'taste'?"

"As if it is the core that governs everything, any ingredient or dish can have an extra flavor. A flavor that belongs to the cook?!"

After hearing Zhao Fuyu's words, the eyes of many Shimura elders present shook slightly as if they were shocked.

Immediately afterwards, they seemed to understand something. When they looked at the calligraphy left by Shimura Shiro, everything was different!

Seeing that these elders of the Shimura lineage all had realizations, Zhao Fuyu also closed his eyes and began to comprehend his previous feelings, absorbing them and making them his own, because that kind of impulse was rare.

It is under this painting that he has such a special state.

He just took this opportunity to condense his unique taste. The prototype of that taste! !