Rebirth as a Cooking God

That golden light is...

Xia Yu's expression changed slightly, and he blinked several times before focusing on Huang He's hands again.

At this time, Huang He was washing rice grains in a transparent glass basin.

Just ordinary rice.

Perhaps in terms of quality and price, it is much higher than popular rice in supermarkets, but when compared with fantasy ingredients such as Bliss Rice or even taboo Star Rice, it is far inferior.

So, it’s not the grains of rice that are glowing.

Xia Yu stared at Huang He's palms with a hint of shock in his eyes.

These hands are so weird.

He is obviously of the same generation as the old man. After decades of hard work, it stands to reason that even if his hands are well maintained, they should be covered in calluses. But on the contrary, after the hands were wet, they were as smooth as a girl's slender palms.

It is these hands that are slowly and meticulously grasping the rice grains, as if they are treating the food as a kind of life, massaging the rice grains with utmost gentleness. Such a luxurious sword allows the food to enjoy it, which makes people look more and more weird.

What's even more weird is that the faint golden light flows between Huang He's fingers.

Xia Yu blinked his eyes, and the streamer disappeared, and blinked again, and the streamer appeared, and so on.

It is worth mentioning that the Tenglong Hall of the Loulin Ship, although it looks like an ancient imperial palace, still has a huge broadcast screen, right above the blue dragon wall behind the judges' seat.

Compare the broadcast pictures, which are the pictures captured by modern instruments and equipment.

Xia Yu was even more horrified: Only the eyes can see?

My heart is pounding.

It was found that the four seats were still dead silent, including Zhu Qing beside him, who was all focused on watching the cooking performance of the two dragon chefs.

Zhu Qing showed no signs of surprise.

You know, according to Zhu Qing's quirky temperament, when she sees a mysterious place, she will definitely be the first to pull Xia Yu's clothes and bite her ears to share it with him. But now she is quiet, doesn't it mean that she didn't notice the secret between Huang He's fingers? A flash of light?

what's the situation……

When he discovered that his field of vision and modern equipment were completely different from those of others, Xia Yu couldn't help but feel his heart pounding and a drop of sweat break out on his forehead.

The Shoji continued as usual in the dead atmosphere.

There is a wonderful overlap between the old man Xia Qing and Huang He, the Dragon Master of Baiyulou, in the steps of washing and washing rice.

The audience was completely silent, but there was a faint sound from the judging panel.

It seems that both of them are planning to present their cooking creations. The old man of the Lan family who made a special trip from the New Year's Day Hunting Headquarters tonight concluded.

Yes, they all chose rice instead of glutinous rice and other special rice.

Old man Li nodded.

Yan Qi chimed in: The word 'rice' is also all-encompassing, including rice, millet, brown rice, japonica rice, and even sorghum, buckwheat, and barley. Millet is the most nourishing to the stomach. It is easily absorbed and harmonizes the five elements with Qi. From the angle of

Black rice replenishes qi, activates blood circulation, nourishes the liver and improves eyesight. Long-term consumption by those who are physically weak can maintain health and fitness.

The difference between brown rice and japonica rice lies in the depth of processing of the rice grains. Brown rice only peels off the outer shell of the coarse bran, so the beige color is yellowish...

When Yan Qi said this, he was interrupted by a chopping noise on the field.

boom!

boom!

The five judges all looked at each other, Bamboo?

The old man Xia Qing was near his kitchen counter, using a sharp knife to chop several green bamboos one after another. The speed was so fast that only a shadow of the knife was left. In just a few seconds, there were ten more bamboos in the basket next to him. Several bamboo joints of equal size and surprisingly consistent length.

These bamboo joints are not connected from front to back. The old man's knife is fast and precise. The knife falls slightly above the bamboo joints, so the bamboo joints cut off are closed at both ends.

Then, the long knife was replaced by a small knife. The old man picked up a bamboo joint at random. With a small knife that looked like a carving knife, he drew a square frame on the surface of the bamboo joint. Without looking at how hard the old man used it, the knife marks connected end to end. The hanging bamboo joint shook slightly.

Snap.

A piece of cut bamboo fell into the old man's hand.

In this way, the first bamboo container for holding rice was made through fine knife skills. The device captured the faint smile showing between the eyebrows of the old man Xia Qing.

Just like the bamboo in his hand, it is calm and free of dust, naturally giving people an aura of confidence.

Bamboo tube rice!

Hearing Zhu Qing's murmur, Xia Yu finally pulled his gaze away from Huang He and turned to his old man.

Look at the bamboo tubes all over the table, and then look at the bamboo fragments.

That's right.

The old man’s recipe is already clear.

Bamboo tube rice! Xia Yu said to himself, In the Chinese world, the earliest record of cooking with bamboo tubes is the Qi Min Yao Shu in the Northern Wei Dynasty. The description of 'tube roasting' in the book is that meat fillings are applied on Food is baked on the surface of the bamboo tube with an open fire. From the traditional Chinese medicine perspective of the five elements and qi, bamboo is beneficial to dampness, liver protection and eyesight. From a chef's perspective, bamboo is good for qi, can be eaten for a long time, and can relieve intestinal qi. …”

joke.

In the past, Xia Yu dared to take a selfie of his chest and said that he had no problem teaching the theory course on food and traditional Chinese medicine in Yuanyue, after studying the old man's handbooks on traditional Chinese medicine for health and food, and studying the Five Elements.

After saying that, Xia Yu frowned: Bamboo tube rice is a big field, and the cooking method is different in each region. The most important thing is, does the old man use glutinous rice or japonica rice as the main ingredient?

The bamboo tube is not important. At best, it is just a special container. The key is how the rice grains and ingredients inside are matched.

Huh!

Suddenly, Zhu Qing let out a low cry.

Xia Yu subconsciously turned back to Huang He's kitchen counter.

The processed, smooth body of the crane was spread out on the table. Huang He didn't know when he finished kneading and massaging the rice grains, and mixed some auxiliary ingredients that were not clearly visible, and then he massaged the crane's body. The open belly was stuffed with rice grains one after another.

Uh, this crane body is also a container? Xia Yu was surprised. There are chicken tripe rice and so on, but I have never heard of crane tripe rice!

Ah, look - Zhu Qing covered her mouth.

Xia Yu's eyes widened.

Huang He stuffed a whole basin of rice grains and it was not enough, so he turned around and got another glass vessel.

The pot is full of colors!

Crane blood!

Huang He deliberately did not add salt to encourage the crane's blood to coagulate, so about half a basin of liquid red blood was poured in by Huang He. It was really poured in, Gululu...

Does the crane belly need to be sutured? So, Huang He took out the sheep's intestines and took a shiny gold needle. His serious expression was like that of a surgeon performing an operation, and he carefully sutured the open mouth of the crane's belly bit by bit, very delicately.

Xia Yu blinked and found another flash of light between Huang He's fingers. He was convinced that it was not the light of a golden needle.

Here we go again... He couldn't help but mutter.

At this point, Xia Yu could probably guess why his vision was completely different from that of normal people.

Just like he once had psychic vision.

Now, super vision has undoubtedly greatly enhanced his ability in this area.

In other words, it is the eyes that determine the field of vision.

the other side.

The old man Xia Qing, with a calm face, fetched water and poured water into each bamboo joint. Then the bamboo slices were covered back, and the plant fiber rope was wrapped around the bamboo tube several times to tie the cover firmly.

At this point, the two dragon chefs only have the final step of firework cooking left.

Almost at the same time, the old man moved the bamboo tubes to an oven, and the bamboo tubes were placed side by side on the grilling grid.

Note that this is a roasting that is surprisingly similar to the record in Qi Min Yao Shu. It is roasted in a tube, not steamed!

Similarly, the Yellow Crane passed the hook through the crane's neck, hung it in a hanging manner, and hung it in a fireplace with strong charcoal fire.

Hoo, ho...

The billowing heat waves kept coming towards the auditorium.

About an hour later.

clang!

The bell rang, announcing the simultaneous end of the cooking session of the two dragon chefs.

When Xia Yu heard the bell, he couldn't help but straighten up, and began to worry about his old man in his heart, This Huang He really doesn't show his edge. Such a guy who hides his edge but doesn't show his talent... can the old man win?