Rebirth as a Cooking God

Xia Qing opened the lid of the bamboo tube, revealing a corner of a rice ball. She finally took off her veil shyly like a woman, revealing her true face.

This scene should have been ordinary.

The picture in the lens of the shooting equipment is normal, but the equipment is dead. You can't smell the smell that comes out the moment you lift the lid, so naturally you can't be pulled into the strange food mood by the smell.

The thin piece of bamboo, with a little residual warmth, was placed in Xia Qing's palm.

Then he grabbed the bamboo tube and shook a small ceramic bowl gently. When the rice grains mixed with other ingredients fell from the bamboo tube into the small bowl.

call out--

Everyone in the audience, including Xia Yu and Zhu Qing, was not spared and fell into despair.

Bamboo smells so good! What kind of bamboo is this?!

Xia Yu buried his head, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably. He was excited by his old man's generosity, I thought the bamboo tube was just a special container...

The fragrance of bamboo is just the thread that attracts the nose to pursue the smell in the air crazily, so it sinks deeper and deeper into it, becoming more and more difficult to extricate itself.

Crash.

The wind blows in the bamboo forest, and the branches and leaves sway.

Just the smell brought Xia Yu to a deep and quiet bamboo forest.

Not to mention Xia Yu's excitement, everyone in the judging panel was also distracted by the small bowl of rice and couldn't look away.

dignified!

Old man Wei's expression changed.

I haven't tasted it yet, but judging from the food concept revealed, Huang He's Cranes Leaving the Nest seems to be less relaxed and tranquil than Xia Qing's deep bamboo forest world...

However, which one is stronger or weaker can only be determined after tasting it.

Thinking of this, the old man Wei pursed his lips tightly, and the ball of Crane Blood Red Rice he had already picked up fell back into the bowl. He did not continue to use this pair of chopsticks, but put it down, picked up another pair of clean bamboo chopsticks, and put a few pieces of bamboo into the bowl. The food goes into the mouth.

call--

In the world of bamboo forest that my eyes saw, a strong wind suddenly blew, and the slender and tall bamboos swayed in the wind. The bamboo leaves flew and fell. Under the strange power of the wind, they formed a green wave and surged towards it.

The old man Wei was in the bamboo leaves, lost in thought, listening to a faint but beautiful melody in the wind.

Ding ding ding!

There is a beautiful lady playing the harp deep in the secluded sea.

Attracted by the sound of the piano, the old man Wei couldn't help but step forward and walk barefoot through the clear stream, disturbing several wild beasts in the bamboo forest. The pheasant flapped its wings and flew away, its colorful tail feathers very conspicuous in the green forest.

Boom.

Something soft hit his leg. Old man Wei lowered his head and found the plump and gray hare staring at him with wide eyes.

I don't know when my steps will stop.

In reality, the chopsticks of the old man Wei were rising and falling more and more densely, one bite after another.

It's game rice!

Yan Qi chewed and said, his facial reaction was very exciting, I ate rabbit meat, pheasant meat...it was obviously meat with particles in it, it is not vegetarian, why is the artistic conception of the bamboo forest so pure?!

The fragrance of bamboo that penetrates into the rice through the bamboo tube alone is not enough to suppress the fishy smell of these game foods, right? Yan Qi murmured.

It's bamboo shoots!

Mr. Lan praised highly: Moreover, they are fresh bamboo shoots, tender and fragrant. Originally, if bamboo shoots were stir-fried with game meat, it would be a mouth-watering delicacy. But now, bamboo shoots, glutinous rice, and japonica rice are all cooked in bamboo tubes. Calcined by the flame, it truly forms a fragrant and interesting gourmet work!”

The skill in cooking is as good as any veteran dragon chef! The old man Li opened his eyes, and the turbidity disappeared.

He is Li Han's grandfather, and his flame cooking skills are at the highest level. In this regard, no one here has more authority than him.

The four judges spoke one after another, and the leading Chinese judge in the middle was quietly tasting.

Soon, the commotion in the audience subsided and the four judges stopped talking.

Including Huang He, he wanted to serve the food first, but Xia Qing took the opportunity. The face of the Dragon Master was so ugly.

When the four judges gave favorable comments, Huang He's mood gradually sank.

Just waiting for the faucet to taste and respond.

After a while, the faucet slowly finished the bowl of rice in a bamboo tube. There was no grain left in the small bowl.

Dang, Dang...

It's not a bell, but the dragon head grabbing an unopened bamboo tube and tapping it gently with the pair of bamboo chopsticks.

Eh?

A confused look.

Xia Yu also stared at the faucet tapping the bamboo tube with his eyes closed, confused.

A long while.

The tapping sound disappeared because one of the bamboo chopsticks broke.

Longtou slowly opened his eyes, looked at the severed chopsticks in his hand, and sighed with satisfaction and regret: Okay!

After saying that, he glanced at the bowl of crane blood rice grains that Huang He had given him before, shook his head, dropped the broken chopsticks and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Until the old man's burly back completely disappeared, the auditorium exploded.

The faucet has been eaten, and there are no pellets left!

Is this Xia Qing really the new Dragon Chef? Didn't Venerable Huang say that ten years ago, he reached the end of the Lin Road and went overseas to break through to the Dragon...

There were about 2,000 people present, who were considered to be the most discerning people in the Chinese world, and they were whispering in fear.

The chief judge left the table, which meant that the fight was over.

No one dares to question the leader's reputation.

Moreover, Longtou himself is the person in charge of Baiyu Tower. To be honest, Huang He is his general, and there is no reason to favor Longtou in public or private affairs.

Yellow Crane stood dumbly.

The remaining four people at the judging table probably didn't expect the leader to suddenly leave the table, as if they were petrified.

…

The midnight meal on the Loulin ship came to an abrupt end.

The leader did not really announce who the winner was, so no matter how shocked the audience was and how much they discussed, it could only end in a hurry.

Half an hour later.

Boom!

Xia Yu knocked on Yan Qi's Yunwujian door.

Come in--

After receiving permission, Xia Yu eagerly pushed the door open and said, Wow!

really.

The old man Xia Qing was sitting opposite Yan Qi drinking tea behind a tea table indoors.

Brother Yan, you asked me to bring some bamboo tube rice here... Xia Qing's question was interrupted by the young man who rushed in.

One old and one young, big eyes staring at small eyes.

You kid!

Xia Qing blew his beard and looked very unstable and shouted, How did you get on the ship?

mix?

Xia Yu chuckled and pointed at Yan Qi to throw the pot out, Mr. Yan brought me on the boat. He is aboveboard. Old man, you are using the wrong word!

He was very familiar with the situation and was sitting at the tea table.

Old man, is this the bamboo rice you just served in the Shokuki duel?

As soon as he sat down, Xia Yu's eyes were fixed on the bamboo tube on the table.

The [super-tactile] flame sense gave him exact information: the temperature of the food in the bamboo tube was still very high.

Xia Qing nodded. When he saw Yan Qi secretly winking at him, the old man was stunned for a moment. He probably understood what Yan Qi meant when he asked him to leave such a bamboo tube meal. This was to let him teach his grandson personally with his works.

Hey.

good chance.

He hadn't seen his grandson for nearly a year. After Xia Qing was surprised, his interest doubled and he said coolly: Try it first, and then tell me what you ate.

good--

Xia Yu answered loudly, his eyes showing excitement, and he opened the bamboo cover with a click.

Having already developed an immunity after smelling the food before, this time he was not dragged into the artistic conception of food by the pouring smell. Xia Yu held the chopsticks without pouring out the rice grains, and just opened the chopsticks to the bamboo tube.

Take it into your mouth and chew.

No wonder Longtou responded like that by knocking on the bamboo! The excitement in Xia Yu's eyes was replaced by deep shock.

Wow!

A piece of snow-white silk cloth was spread out in front of me.

Sprinkle the clear juice into green bamboo.

Rabbit meat and pheasant meat are transformed into lively little animals with charm and innocence on the white background canvas.

Deep in the wind-swept hut, a woman was quietly playing the piano on the thatched cottage.

It was as if she had reached a heart-breaking point while playing, and Xia Yu saw the beautiful side of the woman's face. Suddenly, crystal tears fell down, and the tears fell on the bamboo surface in the corner of the piano platform.

Tears, forming brown spots.

Is it Xiangfei Bamboo?

The sudden coldness felt like a drop of tear falling deep into his heart. Xia Yu shivered. It had been a long time since he had been moved by tasting such a unique cooking creation, Oh my God!

A painting, an exquisite picture of gourmet food!

Shocking beyond words.