Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 365

"This level—"

Ren's heart sank in a straight line.

In the headquarters of the Dark Realm, he had seen quite a few "True Lin", either they were not popular, or they were dazzling existences on the list of Lin characters.

Moreover, in Ryan's view.

The biggest difference between the world of darkness and the world of light is the law of cruelty.

To be more specific, grand events in the world of light, such as the current "Sword Showdown", bring together top-notch talents from a province, all of which are super-grade, that is, rare events throughout the year plus first-class specifications, enough to form gourmet food Great Earthquake.

But the special-level duel is placed in the dark world, at the Liangshanbo headquarters.

In one day, not to mention dozens of games.

There are also ten games.

And it is cruel and bloody in nature, betting on life, kitchen utensils, recipes, or wealth and property, big or small.

The winner always returns home with a good harvest of spoils.

As for the culinary competition at the "Zhen Lin" level.

It needs to be calculated on a monthly basis. Occasionally, there will be an outbreak. Over the whole year, six or seven games are the guaranteed number.

Ren studied art at the headquarters of the Dark Realm, and watched large and small Lin battles.

But it was the first time so far that he gasped with "hoho" when the dishes came out of the oven!
"Lin and Lin, are they also very different?" Ren almost stared.

Not that he was exaggerating.

Rather, the dishes of 'Mr. Qin' are exaggerated to the extreme.

Erase Ren's mind and past memories of Zhenlin, and now there is only an unshakable mountain, Targon Peak!

Beside him, Liu Maoxing gently buried Low.

His shoulders trembled.

It was a shiver of excitement, not fear.

"Good, amazing—" Liu Maoxing's undisguised exclamation voice contained only the most sincere praise.

"My "Reincarnation Spring Roll" is simply incomparable!"

Liu Maoxing clenched his fist, but let it go.

Did you lose?
The protagonist of the world of "China One" answered affirmatively in his heart——

Yes!

Lost!

why?

Liu Maoxing's eyes reflected the "nine ice steps" in the light.

Layer by layer, the flashes of each layer are different in Liu Maoxing's intuition and sense of food. In other words, these nine steps have an unbelievable profound meaning of endless changes.

Just smelling the fresh smell of nine kinds of sea bream with subtle differences, Liu Maoxing was sure in his heart, eat one, eat two, or eat several kinds in succession.

The "deliciousness" mixed in the mouth.

Absolutely, absolutely full of novelty.

Imagine.

The "reborn" and "reborn" sea bream delicacy contained in "Reincarnation Spring Rolls" is a strange dish that changes, reorganizes, and arranges all the time, such as head-to-head confrontation.

Even his "Reincarnation Spring Rolls" retains the strong "golden moment" and the impeccable delicious taste.

but--

The golden gun composed of "impeccable".

Stabbed on an ever-changing cloud of white ice mist.

slow.

Powerless.

There was a hint of shock in Liu Mao's starry eyes.

In his mind, on the gourmet battlefield conceived, his "Reincarnation Spring Roll" completely lost its sharpness, facing the attack of the "Nine Ice Steps", it was almost collapsed at the touch of a touch.

Therefore, you don’t need to use your chopsticks to try to taste the difference between the two dishes.

The skills of the two chefs and cooks are not on the same level!

This is Liu Maoxing's deduction ability, or something like a cheat for the protagonist.

But now, Liu Maoxing would rather not have this ability.

Battlefield deduction again and again.

It doesn't matter if the food is served first or served later.

His "Reincarnation Spring Roll" has zero winning rate.

"I've met, an invincible dish?" A word suddenly popped into Liu Maoxing's mind. I don't know who I heard it from. It may be Mr. Xia's complaints on weekdays. ? ! "

Only killing can explain it.

"This kid."

Ren caught a glimpse of trembling shoulders, and then Liu Maoxing, who was trembling all over, "Wouldn't all thoughts be lost just because of one defeat?"

Stunned for a moment, Ren thought that this might be the first defeat of the 'youngest super chef in history'.

And on such a big stage.

"No matter what field, there has never been a victorious general." Ren patted him on the shoulder, and said in a sigh of relief, "You may not know how I persisted in the dark world, in Liangshanbo."

"Being defeated again and again, getting stronger again and again."

"Defeat will make me stronger!"

"No, it's not!" Liu Maoxing didn't shake off Ren's stinky hand, and his whole body was still trembling, "I just think that the wider gourmet fields such as the real Lin and the real dragon above the special grade can go to a certain level At the end of the trip, and then create a "must kill dish"...to show off my culinary skills, in this field, reach the pinnacle—"

Is it the best?
Ren was also taken aback, chewing on the meaning of the word.

When the two interacted, the elders in the jury had all left and gathered around the "Nine Ice Steps".

The last ninth floor.

You need to look up slightly and reach out to reach the height.

This angle is against the gradually slanting sun.

As a result, the entire base of the ice steps is transparently illuminated by the blazing sun, overflowing with dreamy brilliance.

Luo Tian took the lead in stretching out his chopsticks, picked up the first-order fish fillet, and put it in his mouth: "Temperature!"

Lei Hua and Elder Guan stared at the thin fish fillets pierced by sunlight on the chopsticks.

A trace of cold mist is coming out from the surface of the fish fillets.

If you observe carefully.

It is not difficult to find that there are some faint traces of water between the textures of the fish fillets, probably because the "ice crystals" on the surface have melted away.

As for why the "ice crystal" was dissolved.

After Lei Hua and Elder Guan ate it, they were suddenly moved:
"Very delicate temperature."

"It's not because of the direct sunlight that it melted...but because of the temperature of the palm of your hand!"

offstage.

Nakiri Senzaemon, who arrived at the venue of "Kamimae Swordsman Showdown" not long ago, suddenly smiled:
"His hands were soaked in 'hand vinegar' while pinching and covering the fish fillets."

Vinegar is for seasoning.

Squeeze fish fillets to keep a piece of fish at a temperature close to that of the human body, 37°C. This kind of "co-warming" material can be called a god-level material in the field of Japanese sushi.

A piece of meat like this, paired with vinegared rice that doesn't disperse, is always excellent sushi.

"So, in this first layer, the secret lies in 'co-warming'."

Nakiri Senzaemon looked up at the sky.

A hot day in the sky.

There was a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

Different from the neon lights with distinct seasons, in this Guangzhou, in the Daxian Temple in this mountain.

Autumn is crisp, but still hot.

The ice scale and the palm are the temperature regulators in the hands of the chef, carefully calculating the time for the fish fillet to be placed in the diner's mouth.

What Nakiri Senzaemon saw was a table control that was not inferior to his.

"It's daunting!" he exclaimed.

Second level of stairs.

The fish fillets here do not have the skin cut off.

The fish fillets stacked one by one are thicker than the first stage, and the skin side of the fish is dyed a layer of golden yellow because it is baked on a charcoal stove.

Lei Hua, Luo Tian, ​​Elder Guan and the others felt slightly hot in their mouths after eating it.

Teeth try to bite down.

Click!

The skin of the fish is crisp, but after being pierced, it is thick and tender, so that the teeth and tongue can't feel the slightest blocking force.

This is the first one to swallow.

Several elders judged, and the existence of the glutton showed a refreshing smile of satisfaction:

"At this level, it turns out that the emphasis is on 'satisfaction'."

"I feel like my mouth is being calculated clearly!"

(End of this chapter)