All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Chapter 640. Mobai, iron dripping Shen

Elegant and tasteless, tofu seems to be very different from other ingredients, but it can be integrated into thousands of dishes in the hands of chefs without losing its essence.

From small roadside stalls to large state banquet dishes, this seemingly ordinary tofu in Huaxia cuisine can always appear on various dining tables in different cooking forms and in different forms.

It is similar to the water that "benefits all things without fighting, and is evil to everyone, so it is more than Tao".

Not to mention that since the birth of tofu, there have been many foodie poets who have used tofu dishes as a link to virtue to advocate bringing goods.

The combination of [water] and [tofu] is one of the peak cooking concepts in Chinese cuisine.

The water that can carry everything and almost surpasses Tao represents a series of noble virtues such as integrity and nobleness. Tofu can also be integrated into almost all ingredients and maintains its own characteristics of impartiality and calmness. Presented on a dinner plate.

A grand picture scroll appeared in front of Erina's eyes.

The majestic and dangerous walls of the two peaks are like gates firmly guarding the valley road, and the worn marks on the city walls tell the vicissitudes of history.

Above the sky, purple clouds cover the ground, [-] miles mighty, like a flying dragon rolling in.

Between the roads, the blue smoke rises to the sky, the forty miles of copper furnaces are fragrant, and the Guan Ling welcomes the saints to write scriptures.

"The Tao can be said, it is very Tao; the name can be famous, it is very famous..."

Guan Lingyu's recitation on the tower became louder and louder, and Erina's anxiety and anxiety of "Where will this grandson Mo Bai ambush me again" gradually subsided.

Although most of them sounded jerky and difficult to understand to her ears, this recitation sounded like Hong Zhong Da Lu, full of emotions, seemed to have the magical power to cleanse the body and mind.

Every sentence is deafening and hits the heart directly.

After reciting the five-thousand-word "Tao Te Ching", Erina's brows are smiling and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised. How can she still look like the little Tsundere who was difficult to get along with in the past?

Washed by mysterious scriptures, Erina felt that she had opened up a new world, as if she had become a part of this world——a bouquet of tulips among the wildflowers by the roadside.

Breathe, grow, bloom!

Every breeze blowing, every warmth of the earth, every drop of water in the soil brought her an incomparably novel experience, and made her intoxicated in a new vision of looking at the world in the form of flowers.

"Huchi~huchi~"

A huge black shadow covered the daylight.

"Huh? Why do you feel a little hot?" Erina, who maintained the posture of a sage and comprehended the world, opened her eyes and faced a long bull face.

The huge green bull has two pairs of horns that soar to the sky, and its muscles are full of knots. It looks like a steed's mount!

Seeing this muscular cow, which can be called the overlord of the bull breed, Erina's first thought was to connect the blue cow with the muscular version of Mobai.

Then the bull face and Mo Bai's face became more and more alike!

Immediately, the anxiety and fear of being dominated that had been washed away struck Erina again!

"You, what do you want to do?!" Facing the black-white-faced green bull with curious eyes, Erina had an ominous premonition.

Afterwards, the bull's face that got closer and closer seemed to indicate something.

"you……"

"don't want……"

"Don't come here!!!"

"Wooah!!!" The illusion was shattered, Erina's forehead was covered with sweat, her face was filled with fear, her plump chest heaved up and down rapidly.

It is estimated that for a long time to come, Erina, who is still in shock, may no longer be interested in dishes like [Ox Tongue].

If you want to ask why, you can only say that it was a bad experience of an old cow gnawing tender flowers.

"..." The girls in the private room looked at each other and shook their heads.

They almost also developed resistance to the inexplicable scenes that Erina always felt when eating food.

I will no longer always feel that the latter is actually a shy person like the first time I met.

"got used to."

the girls sighed.

"Get used to it!"

Seeing the girls writing all their thoughts on their faces, Erina slapped the table and was furious!

Erina, who has been swayed by emotions, did not realize that her God's Tongue began to undergo some subtle changes after the effect of the medicine.

Without mentioning these things, the rich old man in the lobby let out a long sigh and put down the empty soup bowl.

"This chrysanthemum tofu in cold soup is really wonderful!"

"Even after watching the whole process of making by the Mohist boy, it is only at the entrance that you can be sure that this is the cold soup for boiling sugar cane."

"It is full of fun and surprises to interpret tofu with sweet and sour cold noodle soup."

As he spoke, the rich old man scooped up the empty bowl with the soup spoon that he had not put down, and he seemed to be still full of thoughts.

"Yes." The skinny old man also put down his bowl, like his old friend, the bowl was empty without a drop of soup.

"The secret of cold soup is not how delicious or sweet and sour, but the real soul is refreshing."

"Whether it's sour, sweet, umami, or spicy, all of these can't be left on the taste buds, and the cold soup that disappears as the soup dissipates is a good cold soup."

"On this basis, what kind of deliciousness can be added is a test of the chef's skills."

"Even if it's just a small bowl of cold soup, it's still an entry-level snack in the form of a snack, and it can't enter the dinner table, but even so, it's not a simple dish."

"This bowl of cold soup is amazing." The skinny old man sighed in admiration.

After tasting Mobai's cold soup, look at Qu Yang's twelve dishes. The taste is rich and the style is more than exquisite, but the degree of surprise is far less than the former.

The outcome of this round is already obvious.

"It's more than amazing. If it were us, the amount of [-] bowls in these two hours would kill us old cows."

If the diners of the jury here can't taste the heart of the chef, they will really see the devil.

Qushui Liushang eats halberd without the heart of cooking, simply because the consumption is not directly proportional to the harvest.

Is it true that the heart of cooking has not been consumed?

Cooking consumes physical strength, while cooking consumes spirit.

The former can be practiced for a long time, while the exhaustion of the latter can directly ignore the physical strength bar.

If every dish is cooked with the heart, let alone the chef, the team as helpers after three or four rounds will be drained until all the members lie dead.

Not to mention the single person's Qushui Liushang Shiji.

This is really not something that ordinary chefs can play.

"This Mohist boy is amazing~" Looking at Mobai who was completely exhausted on the curtain, the rich old man's eyes glowed with a strange light, and he clicked his tongue in amazement.

"I'm afraid that after this halberd feast, the daughters of the imperial capital will have a lot of chatter." For a moment, the rich old man's smile was rippling. "Well, this Mohist boy is also good-looking, and he will be blessed in the future~"

"No, you're wrong." The skinny old man said calmly, not surprised by his old friend's driving skills at all.

"What's wrong?" The rich old man hastily restrained his smile.

"It's not one hundred and eight dishes. Don't forget that there is also a Confucian-style dim sum." The skinny old man said.

"Fuck! Is it so fierce!?"

The rich old man was shocked!

Two hundred and sixteen heart-cooking dishes in two hours not only doubled, but the energy consumed was not at the same level.

After finishing the two hundred and sixteen heart-of-the-cook dishes, he can still have this kind of energy. Could it be that this Mohist kid is a kidney made of iron?

Ok?

The rich old man who was in a shocked mood suddenly became aware of the elements.

Wait, this is really shocking.But... Brother Luo's attention is here?

Thinking hard!

Hurrah!You big-eyed guy is actually an old driver who can keep up with my driving skills? !

The rich old man's eyes widened as if meeting the skinny old man for the first time.

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PS: Cuckoo mouth, deceiving ghost.

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Chapter 641. There is no right or wrong, only a position

"Boy Mobai did a good job." In front of the TV, the drunk man took a sip from the wine gourd hanging by the bed, feeling very satisfied.

Although the winter wine Liu Xueyi sent is the best drink in summer, it also has a special flavor when drunk under heating in winter.

"Yeah." Chen Xi nodded.

Even if he didn't express his opinion, he could still catch some clues from the look of the jury in the broadcast.

When tasting Qu Yang's cuisine, most of the judges' expressions were indifferent, but when they tasted Mobai cuisine, the expressions of the judges' expressions were much richer.

It is clear at a glance which side has an advantage and which side has a disadvantage.

"I kind of understand what the wine guy said just now [the crowd is gone]." Zhu Hao opened and closed his fan with a whoosh.

"What do you mean?" Chen Xie turned to look at Zhu Hao, with doubts in his eyes.

"How long has it been since Qu Yang had eaten the halberd?" Zhu Hao asked rhetorically.

"..." After going through the food halberds in the imperial capital over the past few years in detail, Chen Xie looked a little surprised. "If the news I received is not missing, it seems that since the battle of fame four years ago, there hasn't been much news about him."

With that said, Chen Xie looked to the wine guy to see if he had made any mistakes.

"Well, boy Chen Xie is right." The drunk guy took another sip of his wine and wiped his mouth. "There is indeed no news of him eating a halberd these years."

"As expected." Zhu Hao with a clear face sighed softly.

"I'm afraid that in the past four years, the opportunities for Qu Yang to be promoted to the back kitchen of the Dragon Pavilion have been pitifully rare."