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Chu Yiming came back to his senses, realized his gaffe, and quickly waved his hand.

"No, it's delicious."

After a short pause, he continued.

"But I think it could be better."

If he could restore the previous world in a different world, the practice of boiled pork slices, Chu Yiming felt that it would be a very fulfilling thing.

"More delicious?"

Su Buyi's face twitched slightly, apparently not believing Chu Yiming's words.

"Can it be more delicious? I really can't imagine what it will taste like?"

Su Linyun's eyes opened with starry eyes.

Su Buyi rolled her eyes at her daughter, thinking that women in love really have problems with their brains.

No, not in love yet!
For a while, Su Buyi's sense of Chu Yiming became even worse.

A skill like cooking requires years of constant practice to improve.

Chu Yiming's age is really too young, and Su did not have a detailed understanding of his experience.

For Chu Yiming when he was a child, it was a difficult problem to solve food and clothing, let alone pursue the enjoyment of taste.

Looking at Chu Yiming's calm face, Su Buyi had a guess in his heart.

This kid isn't trying to pretend, is he?

He snorted coldly.

"Then tell me how I can make this dish better?"

He wanted to see what Chu Yiming could say.

"Um……"

Chu Yiming pondered for a while, then slowly opened his mouth.

"Lay a layer of minced garlic, sprinkle some fresh Sichuan peppercorns, and add a layer of chopped chili segments."

"Finally, burn a pot of hot oil. When the oil is [-]% hot, pour the oil on it."

"It's all right with a squeak!"

While talking about Chu Yiming, swallowing his saliva, he seemed to be able to imagine the warm fragrance.

"Bullshit!"

Su Buyi's voice was not as gentle as before.

"For the cooking and processing of ingredients, what is important is a balance."

"Your approach will undoubtedly break the original balance of the ingredients and make him fall into the extreme of greasy."

"I have been in the industry for so many years, but I have never heard of such a ridiculous practice."

Chu Ming was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

"Have you ever heard of oil-braised prawns, oil-braised eggplants, oil-braised spring bamboo shoots?"

Su Buyi's eyebrows almost wrinkled together.

"Braised?"

"Is this food really edible?"

Chu Yiming was a little dazed for a moment.

Yes, there are still some differences between this world and the last one.

He recalled his experience from childhood to adulthood, and indeed he has never seen too many dishes with heavy oil.

Things like fried chicken and french fries are unheard of.

Originally, he thought that he was too poor to see him.

It doesn't appear to be the case now.

"Want to give it a try?"

He tentatively said to Su Buyi.

Su Bu took a look at the dishes he cooked, and felt a little bit reluctant.

He didn't want his hard work to be ruined by Chu Yiming.

But he was particularly looking forward to the scene after Chu Yiming's failure.

There was some confusion for a while.

"Dad, let Yiming have a try!"

"Ok."

Su Buyi closed his eyes in pain.

As a top chef, the most painful thing is to let a layman dictate in front of you.

What's more, I have to make secondary creations of my own works.

It's so cruel.

Chu Yiming was also unambiguous.

Immediately walked to the kitchen.

There are so many beautiful things in sight, piled up with all kinds of spices, all neatly stacked on the cabinets layer by layer.

There is also a glass cupboard on the ground, which contains all kinds of exquisite tableware.

Kitchenware is also readily available.

It can be seen that this is a kitchen that a person who loves to cook will arrange.

Chu Yiming carefully selected a few intact garlics, peeled off their outer skins, put them on the pallet and chop them, chop them into small pieces of garlic.

Then put them evenly in the bowl, and add the other two spices.

On the other side, the oil was heated in a pan, and when the temperature of the oil reached a certain level, a handful of Chinese prickly ash and sliced ​​hot peppers were casually thrown into it.

With a buzz, the fragrance rushed to the face and swept the entire room in an instant.

"Cough cough cough..."

The thick smoke made several people outside cough uncontrollably.

At the same time, it brings a strong fragrance impact, the kind of fragrance that goes straight from the soles of the feet to the ceiling.

When Su Buyi first smelled this smell, his heart ached to death.

It didn't take two seconds for him to regain his senses, and he realized that something was wrong.

"what……"

Years of cooking experience make him seem to grasp something.

On the other side, Chu Yiming carefully lifted the pot.

Just pour it into a bowl.

There was a sound of squeak.

The listener feels an instinctive pleasure.

Su Buyi was stunned, as if a door had been opened to him, and this door led to a new place.

He really didn't think that in addition to appearance, aroma, and taste, sound can also be used as a form of expression of food.

"Okay, it's ready, let's try it."

Chu Yiming put the boiled pork slices that had been magically modified in different worlds on the table.

The oil flower is still boiling, and small bubbles appear and disappear one by one.

Gollum.

Su Buyi quickly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

It was so spicy and hot that he couldn't help frowning.

Sure enough, as he expected, the balance of ingredients was broken.

Expressed in terms of the five elements, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, except for fire, everything else loses its luster.

He wanted to say something bad.

And in his opinion, this is really not a delicious dish.

But his hand couldn't control it, and he picked up the second, third, fourth...

"call."

Su Bu was panting heavily, and there were tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.

The originally mild and mellow mouth was covered with oily luster.

He suddenly realized a problem, why does it have to be balanced?

From the first day he came into contact with the chef industry, the master taught him this way.

He never questioned it either.

Because the things he makes are indeed peerless and delicious.

But why not completely break the balance and set off towards an extreme?

He remembered trying to do this when he was very young.Then he was taught a lesson by the master, saying that what he did was defiled the ingredients.

But actions don't lie.

Even though there are 1 things in his heart that he doesn't want to admit, but his non-stop action of picking up vegetables has deeply betrayed his subconscious thoughts.

This is delicious and delicious.

It's not that Chu Yiming's approach is much smarter than him.

But it also opened up a lot of ideas for him, making him seem to see a way to spy on a higher level of culinary skills.

Su Buyi's brows finally relaxed.

I picked it up again with chopsticks, but found nothing.

When I opened my eyes, there was no longer a piece of meat in the basin.

The other people also had satisfied and carefree expressions on their faces.

Looking at the table, other dishes have not been touched by chopsticks.

Su Buyi felt a little aggrieved.

"I lost..."