I open a restaurant in Xiujie

Uncle Wang began to wonder if he should go out and hide for a few days.

But where to hide, Baifu Bieyuan?

Now the master of the Bai family is looking for someone to repair the road. In a few days, the avenue leading to the Yu’s restaurant from the Baifu Bieyuan will be completed. Unreasonable.

Moreover, Uncle Wang was a little worried that Yu Xiaotan was worried that his legs and feet would be inconvenient, so he directly packed the crayfish and sent them to the hot spring villa. Can you bear it?

No, no.

The more Uncle Wang thought about it, the more sad he became, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.Thinking back when the world was so big, he couldn't go anywhere, but now he is forced into a mess by a plate of crayfish, the bitterness in it... Sigh, that's all.

Refracted by the air on the side, the transparent and fuzzy light cluster dangled, seemingly silently mocking him wildly.

Uncle Wang glanced sideways at the empty side, raised his hand and poked the air there with a walking stick: "Laugh, you're still laughing, what's wrong with you? Did you taste the crayfish that day?"

The air condenses.

Immediately there was a long silence.

It's just a group of virtual shapes that no one can see, how can it be possible to touch the real crayfish?

Even if it's just a shrimp shell, it's not something that air balls can have. What Uncle Wang tries to avoid is like a delusion to air balls.

What a terrible word.

One person and one group were all poked into sad things, and fell into silence for a moment.After a long time, Uncle Wang shook his head and laughed: "Okay, what can I do if I think so much, you and I are pretty good."

...I was only injured, Tuanzi lost her physical body and the ability to gather shapes, but at least she retained her consciousness.

And more people disappeared in the long river of time, the body/body was annihilated, the soul also dissipated, and the consciousness gradually collapsed in the long passing away, and even the traces of existence had to be covered up.

The breeze was blowing and the air was shaking, as if someone had asked something in a low voice.

"Who knows?" Uncle Wang narrowed his eyes.

The scorching sun shone with brilliance, and under the cloudless sky, the old man's gray beard and hair trembled slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "I vaguely heard that his consciousness got into a conch before he died, but it's been so long. The sturdy Sea God Conch has also been annihilated into sand."

Dynasty bacteria do not know the dark and new moon, crickets do not know the spring and autumn.

How can those people who are lingering in the gap of time survive the long and almost endless years in the snail.

"It's a pity," Uncle Wang shook his head and sighed, "I won't hear his singing voice anymore."

"..."

"Well, you're right. It's not such a pity if you think about it carefully. After all, his singing is really out of date...and ugly enough."

……

In the water tank only a few meters away from Uncle Wang, a silver conch slowly shook a few times, and a string of small bubbles popped out.

The deep water tank is like an abyss, and the hot sun can't shoot into the bottom of the tank. It is a very quiet and peaceful space. The water surface shakes gently, like gentle hands soothing the wounded soul.

Uncle Wang sat for a while, then stood up while leaning on his crutches, and slowly walked back to the counter with his right leg.

Xianyou Street hasn't been built yet, and the restaurant is still operating normally. It's better for him to sit in the lobby, and he can help a little bit.

And not long after Uncle Wang left, the youthful figure of Qingjuan walked out of the kitchen. Seeing no one around, he trotted all the way to the eaves, leaned over and took out the silver conch from the water tank.

It was Yu Xiaotan.

Uncle Wang refused to eat the crayfish he cooked, which was undoubtedly a great setback for the cook.If it is really not the right taste, Yu Xiaotan will not explore it, because everyone has their own likes or dislikes, for example, a certain author refuses to eat eggplant... But Wang Bo's appearance is clearly Want to eat.

Want to eat, but refused.

There must be ghosts in this,

Yu Xiaotan thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why. After thinking about it, he still touched the conch with the idea of ​​trying his luck.The conch is soaked in water, but it is light when picked up, and the inside is dry and clean, without any trace of water entering.

It really looks like a strange object, Yu Xiaotan thought that if he could answer the questions in a serious way, it would be better not to be a karaoke station.

He expressed his doubts to the conch, and there was a strange sound of "gurgling" in the conch, Yu Xiaotan was stunned for a moment, thinking which song's prelude was so unpleasant...

Conch: "...Because he didn't dare."

Yu Xiaotan: "!!!"

Conch answered the question seriously!

What is the probability, 4% or 1%?Oh my god what a turn of events!Yu Xiaotan was overjoyed: "Then, why not?"

Conch: "Hey hee hee hee because he didn't dare, he was afraid, he was afraid...he understood, he understood, I couldn't afford it~ so he turned and walked towards the mountain~ he understood he understood, I couldn't afford it, so he turned around and went to the mountain the sea..."

Yu Xiaotan's face darkened instantly.

This thing is good for only three seconds!

He was holding the conch, wondering if he should try smashing it. The only black and white TV set in the orphanage was always buzzing, and that's how the dean took pictures...

But after hesitating for a moment, Yu Xiaotan still sighed in his heart, and decided to forget it, because after a few times, the TV finally went black and smoked in front of a group of eager children, and even though the director laughed and smashed it, he never turned on again. .

There is a risk of falling and smashing, so choose carefully.

At this time, the conch was still howling in his hands, as if singing to a climax, the voice was high pitched and hoarse, quite like the roar of rock and roll: "He understands! He understands! He understands—"

"boom!"

Yu Xiaotan slapped the conch into the water tank.

Bubbles popped up in the water tank and slowly sank.

At this time, Ji Chuchen opened the door in the lobby and came out, surprised: "Xiao Tan, what was the sound just now?"

Blocking the bubbles rising in the tank with his body, Yu Xiaotan smiled dryly a few times: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired, just hang out and shout."

Ji Chuchen walked in the rainy sunshine, raised his hand to touch Yu Xiaotan's forehead, and when his finger fell down, he inadvertently brushed the tip of Yu Xiaotan's ear.

"Take a break when you're tired."

With a gentle breeze, he brushed Yu Xiaotan's messy hair behind his ears, and immediately looked at the boy's reddened ears, his voice was extremely considerate and gentle: "Xiao Tan, you must not have anything to do, you are our backbone! .”

Yu Xiaotan: "...um, um."

Like a chicken pecking at rice, it blushed and nodded repeatedly.

The ripples in the water tank gradually disappeared, and the silver snail sank silently to the bottom.

The moment the shell hit the cylinder wall, the last tiny bubble was gently spit out: "I can't afford it..."

Faint resentment, like a tragic whisper, but also like a cry of tears streaming down his face while covering his mouth.

……

Hundreds of miles away in the east of Yunzhou, there is a very prosperous small city, in which the golden towers lean against each other, the city is lined with pearls, and the streets are crowded with people.

The romance and wealth of the entire Yunzhou seem to be gathered in this small town, even the passing wind is full of grandeur and jubilation, and the melodious sound of silk and bamboo can be heard from above the wine shop, bypassing the long streets and alleys, on the glazed tiles Playfully spun around and landed on a small three-story building on the west side of the city.

The small building is majestic, looking from a distance, it looks like a faint fluorescent light, and above it hangs a plaque made of burnt wood with gold silk thunder, with three large characters written on it: Guanghuazhai.

Jinsi Lei Burnt Wood is a kind of strange thing, which can only be seen occasionally in the depths of Tianzhou, which is inaccessible to people, and is often born in the depths of the Thunder Pool. It can also gather the power of thunder on the plaque, making the three big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes look like living things, and they can also dance like dragons in the strong morning light. It has to be said that it is a wonderful sight.

Guanghuazhai itself is even more amazing, as is this newly built red shirt building. According to the people in the city, it has stood in Tianji City for at least 500 years.

It was earlier than the time when Tianji City was built.

And Tianji City is an important place in Yunzhou. More than a dozen corridors have been opened in all directions of the city to welcome visitors from all over the world.These visitors have a common feature: they are all monks, or at least they are people who have broken through the barriers between heaven and man and can embark on the road of cultivation.

Tianji City is such a city.

A paradise for monks, a paradise for carnival.

It is injected with vitality by dozens of sects, large and small, from the first Yunhai sect in Yunzhou to a small sect with only a few hundred disciples. Countless people work hard for the sect in order to be able to enter the heaven Enjoy a day in the city, and behind these monks, there are mortal towns and common people that radiate a wider area.

Like a spider-shaped web, resources, manpower, and wealth... all rushed to the central Tianji City under the contraction of invisible forces.

And Guanghuazhai is undoubtedly one of the most dazzling pearls in Tianji City...

One of them is already very good, after all, there are many business leaders in the city, including but not limited to pills, spiritual tools, talismans, monster trading... and so on, like giant spiders clinging to this On the giant network, it constantly absorbs the gathered resources and fills up its stomach and brain.

Today's Guanghuazhai is extremely lively, every floor of the small building is full of people.

Yukong was forbidden in Tianji City, so these people walked upstairs like ordinary people. There were flowers blooming in front of them, the smell of wine was wafting, and all kinds of delicious dishes were brought into each room like flowing water. People can't wait to eat here for three days and three nights.

But these are not the focus of today.

Today's point is that Guanghuazhai will open the "Chef Fairy Arena", where two top spiritual chefs will compete, and those who enter the gate of the fairy pavilion will be the referees of this ring competition... In other words, they will be lucky Whoring a piece of spiritual food in Guanghuazhai for nothing.

Whoring for nothing!

Countless people squeezed into the building to swallow their saliva, and even closed their eyes intoxicated to smell the fragrance of food in the air.

"Chef's beating" is an old tradition of Guanghuazhai. Whenever there is something that the elders are uncertain about, they will leave it to the spiritual chef to fight on their own, and the two will definitely use the strongest level they can achieve .

Those who come today are lucky.

……

There was a rush of people in Guanghua Zhai's main room, and they were all salivating at the position of the kitchen door, their eyes shining brightly.

There seemed to be two powerful spiritual currents surging and colliding, each forming a powerful outward force field, obviously the competition has come to the end.

The aroma is dense and intoxicating.

After a while, the spiritual flow on the left suddenly swelled, and immediately exploded like a firework. A powerful spiritual wind passed through the hall, rushing towards everyone like a blade. The confidence and the certainty of victory... Everyone just blinked, and the next moment, the door on the left burst open.

Holding a huge golden tray, Lingfeng slowly came out.

On the tray was a whole lamb roasted until it was crispy. It was in a kneeling posture, but its head was hanging high, looking at the sky defiantly.

Jinyuan Tengyunyang, a low-grade spirit beast, is as hard as a copper wall and an iron wall, with vertical golden eyes, quick movements, and can transform into clouds and mist.

This kind of spirit beast is extremely difficult to capture, not to mention the difficulty of cooking. Just thinking about the copper skin and iron bones of Jin Yuan Tengyun sheep makes the scalps of all the diners go numb.

Everyone was hesitating when the sheep in the tray suddenly opened its eyes.

The golden light burst out in the eyes!

In an instant, the whole tray emitted a bright light, like the sun in the sky falling into the mortal world, and the rich aroma spread continuously from the roasted lamb. It was a kind of almost wild meat aroma, which was a strong smoky flavor under the roughness. The smell of roasting dragged everyone into the world of meat, and the eyes of the sheep's head were shining brightly, as if arrogantly questioning: Who dares to eat me?

"... Gudong."

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded, and immediately appeared one after another in Guanghuazhai.

At this time, a woman finally came out from the door on the left.

The long skirt with golden cloud patterns fluttered slowly, the red gauze was like a ball of red fire, and the narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, which made her bright face more sharp and proud.

Casually glanced at the door on the right, seeing that there was still no movement inside, the corners of Wang Quwen's lips curled up slightly, in a good mood.

The tightly clenched palms also quietly loosened.

Serving food first is an advantage, not to mention she has absolute confidence in her dishes.The woman's slender hand caressed the sheep's head, and her bright red fingertips lightly tapped between the roasted sheep's eyebrows like blades——

In an instant, a golden light burst out, and the whole roast lamb was torn apart from the inside, and golden light was shining from every crack.

The aroma exploded in the house immediately!If the fragrance just now was the smell of wild meat, now Guanghuazhai has turned into a wild grassland, the bonfire is rising, the wind is howling, and the fiery singing is spreading everywhere, and the singing seems to imply the whispering of the devil, Temptation, lures people to sink into the degenerate carnivorous world...

Many people were still in a trance, and involuntarily grabbed a piece of roast lamb in their hands.

The entrance is crisp and tender, and the meat is rich in fragrance.

Every bite is sizzling with oil, and the oil and gravy flow on the almost amber-colored mutton. The unparalleled deliciousness of the meat is simply the pinnacle of imaginable appetite.

Many people just tasted it in small bites at first, but later they couldn't help swallowing big mouthfuls, and they just grabbed it with their hands without using utensils. The rough and wild way of eating made the bright flavor of the mutton more intense, and the whole brilliance suddenly There is only one thought in Zhai Shangxia's mind: meat, meat, meat!

Seeing everyone crazy about her dishes, Wang Quwen smiled even more.

For this competition, how much thought has she spent... Nearly three hundred nights of tossing and turning, repeated trials of nearly a thousand Jinyuan Tengyun sheep, she wants to use this roasted whole sheep to burn the burning pain in her heart... That fire ignited in everyone's hearts, especially the old men of the Presbyterian Church, let them see the energy of the side branch!

Why did Wang Zirong fight her?

Just a yellow-haired girl who didn't grow up!

Wang Quwen was wandering in her thoughts when the door on the right behind her suddenly opened quietly.

The girl in the blue skirt walked out of the door pushing a small cart.

On the car was a huge barrel, covered with a lid, so that no breath could escape, like a well-armed bunker.

"You're too late," Wang Quwen turned her head with a smile, her sharp eyes fell on Wang Zirong, "My food has already taken over their tongues, do you still want to compete with me?"

The reason why she chose Jin Yuan Tengyun sheep as an ingredient was because of the unrestrained wildness of the other party.

And the final dishes are just as she imagined, spicy, flamboyant, and aggressive, with a wild attitude that draws the diners into the ocean of flesh//desire, what else can Wang Zirong do with this attitude?

"Maybe I beg the guys from the Presbyterian Church, they will open a back door for you for the sake of the direct bloodline."

Wang Quwen smiled with a smile that was bound to win, and her eyes rolled: "Why, it will be too late if you don't go. If you lose in the end, don't blame your sister for letting you down."

"Okay, Sister Qu Wen, don't test me with these words."

Wang Zirong took white porcelain bowls from the side and arranged them neatly on the table beside her.

She lowered her head, with a hint of red at the end of her eyes, her smile was still calm and serene, and her light-colored fingertips were whiter than a white porcelain bowl.

"Since the elders have given the opportunity to separate the family, they will not cheat in such a competition."

The girl said softly: "You can rest assured."

Wang Quwen covered her mouth and laughed straight: "Even if the elders favor you, I won't lose."

Having said that, she still relaxed a little from the sweat she was holding in secret, and a feeling of being lucky was welling up in her heart.

Wang Quwen knows how stubborn the elders are and how much they value blood.

For this opportunity now, she gave almost everything.

Her daughter's reservedness, tenderness, and tenderness... were all ruthlessly suppressed by her. She showed her face and abandoned all distracting thoughts. Even her own brother couldn't bear the pressure and left her.

She can't lose.

She... can't afford to lose.

Shaking her head, suppressing the sudden bitterness in her heart, Wang Quwen pursed her lips slightly.

She won't lose, she has achieved the ultimate in the taste, aroma, and visual experience of the dishes, and—look at Wang Zirong's iron bucket, it's airtight, and it's more than a little weaker than herself in terms of appearance.

Thinking like this, the woman looked at the girl with a slight disdain as she gently opened the lid of the bucket, and scooped up a spoonful of light golden soup with a long spoon.

The faint fragrance wafted leisurely, and Wang Quwen's nose twitched a few times, thinking in surprise: Chicken soup?

The light golden soup splashed into the white porcelain bowl, and a layer of shimmering oil floated on the surface. The ordinary chicken soup became dazzling, like light fireflies scattered faintly under the night.

But compared with roasted whole lamb, this brilliance is really inconspicuous.

"...You will use this to compete with me?"

Wang Quwen's voice trembled a little, and the voice gradually rose after the words.

She imagined that Wang Zirong would bring out the fire phoenix soup he was good at, or fried green bird, or other spirit beasts that she had never seen before... But she never expected that what Wang Zirong would bring out was a bowl of chicken soup.

The most common and common soup ingredients.

Wang Quwen seemed to have been slapped severely.

The sense of humiliation surged and almost overwhelmed her.I have worked hard to prepare for the competition for a year, but my direct descendants are so perfunctory, what is this?

It's sarcasm, it's playful contempt!

Wang Quwen was trembling all over. The girl in the blue skirt handed over a bowl of chicken soup, but she just wanted to throw the soup and the bowl on the girl's head.

... No, no, you have to be calm, and you have to show that you are in control of the overall situation.Wang Quwen suppressed her anger, and under Wang Ziwen's full smile, she reluctantly opened her mouth to drink a sip of soup.

The chicken soup enters the stomach, and the mellow fragrance overflows the mouth.

real……

Fragrant.

Wang Quwen was stunned.

She took another sip suspiciously, smacked for a while, and couldn't wait to drink the third sip, then the fourth, fifth, and more... When she recovered, there was only an empty bowl left in her hand, Wang Quwen froze in place, unable to believe what she had just done.

The ultimate fragrance, the ultimate enjoyment, can't be explained clearly, but this soup almost warms the soul.

The woman's shoulders began to tremble again, but this time it was a comfortable trembling. In a trance, she thought of the winding paths in her hometown. At the end of the road was the small wooden house where she lived with her parents when she was a child. Mother Tian stewed a pot of chicken soup. There was no extra seasoning at home, and she only added some salt, but she drank it very deliciously, and drank bowl after bowl.

A diner curiously went to Wang Zirong's to taste the chicken soup, and after eating a bowl of chicken soup, the person covered his face and wept.

So strange, what kind of strange feeling is this?

Wang Quwen suddenly felt deeply powerless, she refused to accept, her Tengyun sheep was clearly dazzling and attractive, isn't the meat tender and smooth, isn't the barbecue delicious?

But the chicken soup smells so good, it smells so good, she wants to have another bowl of soup...

Just at this time, Wang Zirong handed over another white porcelain bowl, and said softly, "Sister Quwen, there is still a lot of chicken soup, how about another bowl?"

Wang Quwen said fiercely in her heart, "Come on, go away", but she couldn't control her fingers, and subconsciously took the porcelain bowl again.

...same mellowness, with a spring-like breath floating in the soup. After drinking it, she saw the familiar cabin again. This time, his younger brother Wang Jiangluo stood in front of the cabin. It was all mud, and she waved happily at her, completely unaware that she was about to be spanked.

The woman pursed her lips tightly.

She didn't want to admit that she had lost, but there was still a strong sense of frustration in her heart. Could it be that the goal she had worked so hard for all her life stopped here?

No, absolutely not!

Wang Quwen made a decisive decision, went back to the back kitchen to find the leftovers, and quickly boiled a large pot of soup.The soup made by Jin Yuan Tengyun's mutton bones is also delicious. The bones are also light golden. After being ground by Wang Quwen, they are like floating gold powder. As a result, there are dots of fluorescent light floating on the soup she made, like the rising sun at the beginning of the morning. secluded lake.

The appearance of such a soup is naturally much brighter than the chicken soup in Wang Zirong's hand.

In fact, people often have a habit. If they eat one staple food, they will not want to eat another. This is completely different from tasting dishes, but this principle is also applicable to soup.The monk who had eaten the roasted mutton drank a bowl of mutton bone soup, burped into the sky comfortably, turned around and saw that Wang Zirong's side was also soup, and the appearance was much worse, so naturally he lost the desire to try it.

Wang Luoxiu had a panoramic view of everything in the crowd, and immediately felt anxious.The Immortal Kitchen Competition does not allow anyone to give guidance outside the venue. It can be seen that Wang Quwen resorted to such low-handed tricks. Wang Luoxiu was anxious and angry, and desperately mouthed to Wang Zirong in the crowd: "Sister, take the initiative and shout!"

Obviously it was an important chef's competition, but Wang Zirong seemed to be in a low mood. She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, holding a spoon in her slender hand and stirring slowly. The chicken soup swirled and undulated under the spoon like golden waves, exuding a mild and mellow aroma. .

Wang Luoxiu couldn't bear it anymore.

He took out a hood to cover his face, and tried his best to move forward through the gap of the crowd. The monk pretending to be tasting the dishes squeezed to Wang Zirong's side, and when he got up, he poked her with his elbow: "Sister, what are you thinking!"

Wang Zirong was clearly distracted, and only when she was awakened by her younger brother did she forcefully smile: "It's okay, I'm fine."

Wang Luoxiu was annoyed: "Sister, this dish is not as good as yours, why do you want to do this! Isn't the green sparrows all ready? You changed the dish temporarily, and you made it so bland, the guests are about to be overwhelmed by Wang Quwen." The guy from the side branch robbed them all, what if we lose?"

The fragrance of chicken soup wafted from the end of her nose, and Wang Zirong's eyelids drooped slightly, and a gloomy look flashed across her eyes.

Faced with her brother's questioning, she couldn't say a word, but felt uncontrollable sadness, her heart was tightly pinched, and it was almost torn into pieces.

She had felt this way when she saw the chicken garden early in the morning.

In fact, Wang Zirong didn't want to make chicken soup.

Wang Quwen has always been eyeing her direct lineage, and this attack must be aggressive. For this reason, Wang Zirong made careful preparations. She prepared the spiritual beast green bird raised by the beast taming monks, and vigorously collected the mutated pigeon with a trace of the blood of the fire phoenix. She has prepared some spiritual fruits and demon plants that she has never tried before—but none of these can make her feel at ease.

She knew that Wang Quwen was very strong, and she knew that she was a few years younger after all, and that she was actually not as solid as Wang Quwen in accumulating cooking skills.

But even so, it never occurred to her to kill the rearing hens.

On the one hand, she doesn't think ordinary hens can win, but more importantly, in the eyes of the girl, those hens have already become her friends.

But she thought so, but the hen didn't seem to think so.Just this morning, the girl got up early on purpose, but when she walked out of the room, she found that there were no chickens in the small yard. She walked and shouted in a panic, and when she walked to the chicken coop, she was shocked to find a row of hens lying neatly with their eyes closed. In front of the shed, he looks peaceful.

Wang Zirong was stunned for a while.

It wasn't until her younger brother knocked on the door vigorously to urge her to go to Guanghuazhai that the girl suddenly woke up, touching the chicken coop with her fingertips trembling, and couldn't help sobbing.

She knew that this was not anyone's prank or revenge. These hens died willingly for her. They offered their bodies like sacrifices, but their souls spread their wings and patted her back softly, as if saying don't be afraid, Don't be afraid, we will help you win.

This idea is too incredible, completely contrary to common sense.

But a strong intuition told Wang Zirong that this was true.

The author has something to say:

Hahaha Conch sang "Mountain and Sea" by Caodong No Party, I recommend everyone to listen to it, but I personally prefer Hua Chenyu's version