Fist of Imagination

Ding Qiuqiu took the "Pear Blossom Stream Moon" from Sun Xunqiao, picked up the spoon and stirred the clear stream water in the white porcelain bowl. The pear blossoms, moonlight, fish and algae in the stream were all swaying in the waves.

It turned out to be a bowl of snow pear syrup ice jelly in midsummer.

The pectin and fiber from the seeds of the pear syrup condensed into stream water, and the bottom and banks of the clear stream were pebbles made of mung beans, ice cream and glutinous rice balls.

The light yellow flesh of Caiwan pomelo was crushed and blended with white fungus to become three-tenths of moonlight. The small pear blossoms carved from snow pear floated in the moonlight and stream water. Under the pear blossoms, koi made of various fruits swam around. The koi were wrapped in a layer of transparent fish glue boiled from river fresh, shining and vivid.

Ding Qiuqiu sniffed the slightly cool and sweet fresh fragrance of the pear blossom stream, dipped the white porcelain spoon into the stream water, scooped a spoonful into his mouth.

The green beans at the bottom of the clear stream are full and sandy, and the skin melts in the mouth without any astringent taste. The delicate and elastic ice powder gently cracks on the tip of the tongue. The various fruity aromas dominated by Caiwan pomelo interpret the abundance of summer, making people indulge in this hot and prosperous season, and the slightly sweet smoothie is like a short cool breeze that suddenly blows under the shade of the trees...

Why did the wind stop?

The spoon probed into the clear stream where pear blossoms and moonlight blended.

This dessert does not contain any ingredients related to the soul. After eating it, people will not see any specific pictures, but they want to find a specific picture.

Ding Qiuqiu closed her eyes to pursue the memories of summer, but those broken glass-like flashes could not be touched close, like a kite with a broken line, disappearing in the endless clear sky.

The cool breeze in my heart blew through the open windows, the sheets drying on the rooftop rolled in the sun, and the sound and smell of unscrewing the cap of fruity soda seemed to be right next to my ears, but I couldn't remember what I looked like in that summer.

This dessert... From the perspective of a gourmet, this Pear Blossom Stream Moon is indeed a top-notch dish, but it is not without flaws. She can name more than a dozen of them after a little thought.

However, there is nothing she doesn't like about this imperfect summer taste.

The sorbet particles are a bit rough, but I like it.

The candied pear is too sweet, but I like it.

The peel of Caiwan pomelo is not completely removed, and a little sourness remains, but I like it.

The koi pattern drawn with juice fish glue is too tacky, but...

I like it.

...

A perfect food critic should not have obvious preferences. She has never revealed her preferences to the outside world, but the person who made this bowl of dessert seemed to have guessed every little habit, secret, and joy in her heart...

Since Ding Qiuqiu entered the Konghai food world, she has eaten thousands of dishes cooked by top chefs, and there are many delicacies that can be called the best of the time.

But she has never eaten anything like tonight, made wholeheartedly for one person... It tastes like a telepathic connection with her.

The seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine dishes that we have been eating together day and night are not used to carve my axe and chisel, but seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine questions to understand my preferences.

So this is what you call telepathy.

"Dang."

The spoon hit the small white porcelain bowl with only a shallow layer of ice left, and the broken ice hit the wall, making a clanging sound.

Ding Qiuqiu put down the spoon and porcelain bowl, turned sideways and smiled at Sun Xunqiao, revealing her teeth like braided shells. She turned around quickly, bringing a breeze, and the light in the night was light, and it was the silver diamond earrings swaying in the falling pear blossoms.

Sun Xunqiao's hand stretched out to take the bowl was half a beat late, and he suddenly felt that there was a summer in that smile.

Ding Qiuqiu took a step closer, put the porcelain bowl back in Sun Xunqiao's hand, and said:

"Why did you suddenly give me such an expensive thing? We have never chatted on Tongxu.

I thought you wanted to bribe me, so I deleted you and reported you to the organizing committee...I'm sorry.

You can make such a taste, you don't need and won't use bribery.

So, why did you give me the blood marrow of the Danniao worth 100,000 crystal clusters without saying a word?"

Ding Qiuqiu is not a stubborn and hypocritical person. She is open and honest and doesn't want to cover up the mistakes she has made.

She is not a dull person either.

The main ingredient of this bowl of snow pear syrup ice powder is the seeds of the lychee.

Born in the Pandong civilization, how could she not know the meaning of the lychee.

After she had eaten the pear blossom creek moon and had a tacit understanding with the spirit hidden in the dessert, how could she not know his intentions.

Let the lychee think it's reasonable, and dare to raise her feet and climb the tree.

Because the lotus is the matchmaker, dare to wet her feet with lame clothes.

This is "Thinking of Beauty" in the Nine Chapters of Chuci.

"How, how come you didn't say a word."

Sun Xunqiao widened his eyes, "I liked every post you made on Tongxu, and you have replied to my comments many times.

We also replied to each other dozens of times under your article analyzing the development of the cuisine of the other shore in the next 20 years, how come..."

"Alright!"

Ding Qiuqiu rolled her eyes at him angrily and amusedly, and said:

"Then you shouldn't give such an expensive gift, 100,000 crystal clusters, I can't save so much money even if I live frugally all year round.

I gave the Danniao blood marrow to the organizing committee as a proof of proof, and I will go to get it back and give it to you after the competition."

Sun Xunqiao shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, it's not as expensive as you said. I ordered the goods from an acquaintance. The Danniao blood marrow produced in Nantiao Mountain on the other shore is only about 8,000 crystal clusters. Aren't you consolidating your soul..."

"Do you think I don't know the goods?

There is a Danniao Wang Ling embedded in that piece of blood marrow. One hundred thousand crystal clusters is a conservative price. Where can you find eight thousand crystal clusters of Wang Ling's blood marrow for sale on both sides of the sea? Introduce that acquaintance to me and I'll cover it all. . "

Wang Ling's blood marrow... Oh my god, I owe Dafa a favor to my senior sister. If I had known earlier, I should have checked the goods first, and I shouldn't have asked my senior sister to courier it directly to her.

There is actually a Wang Ling Dan bird in Nantiao Mountain. It seems that the tomb visited by the senior sister is not simple... Bah, now is not the time to think about this.

Sun Xunqiao quickly figured out the cause and effect, but still waved his hand and refused:

"You should take it first and use it. Since it is Wang Ling's blood marrow, the soul fragrance is generated by itself, and there will be no loss if anyone uses it. I have just been to this world and there is no need for it."

Ding Qiuqiu didn't hesitate, took out the mobile phone from the diamond-shaped space earrings and said:

"Then I'll pay you the rent. What's your phone number?"

…

In the fantasy world of "telepathy", a Sun Xunqiao appears in front of every audience.

The owner of the breakfast shop, the chef of the hot pot city, the aunt who sells ice powder cold cakes on a bicycle under the bridge, the elder brother who sells celery and soybean noodles on Linyuan Road, the aunt who makes chicken wings stuffed with sausages across the street from the school, and the old man who fried potato chips in the printing factory. …

Everyone is Sun Xunqiao.

In front of more than 100,000 spectators, more than 100,000 Sun Xunqiao presented a "tacit understanding" with them.

These dishes are not made for an important competition or a precious ingredient, but for everyone, for everyone's little preferences and little joys.

At the breakfast shop on Linyuan Road, Lao Li picked up a pair of celery and sauerkraut noodles with chopsticks. The minced meat in the noodles had been fried for too long and was crumbly and hard, but it smelled so fragrant that he just liked this bite.

At Jiang's Frozen Ice Noodle Snack Shop, several people were shouting and howling while eating mung bean smoothie that was so cold that their brains hurt.

In the private room of the riverside fishing village, Ye Shuangliu suddenly put down her bowls and chopsticks. She had eaten the clam-shelled fish piled with Muma mountain peppers in the dry pot until only the bones were left. She took a deep breath and saw the color. The red-meaty, deliciously spicy chili peppers are still dancing on your taste buds.

"One more!"

…

"Why aren't we the only ones? Sun Gou thinks we will definitely vote for him, so he treats us differently, double standard and stingy dog!"

Bai Hekong sat and waited for a long time outside Gaoji Chaoshou, but she didn't wait until Sun Xunqiao served her the special seafood Chaoshou. He stretched out his arms and slapped them on the table.

"I don't care, I want to vote for the cheongsam girl!"

Liang De and Mu Yigui were sitting at another small table drinking Jianlibao, paying no attention to what the rebellious Bai Hekong was talking about.

"...One hundred thousand clones?

It's not that great. My senior brother prepared more than 100,000 dishes in advance and asked these automated tools to reproduce them over and over again.

Without me providing him with energy, he wouldn't be able to do this. "

Mu Yigui looked around. The streets at night were full of delicious food and people enjoying themselves. The streets were bustling and lively.

"Looking at this situation, the audience's popularity vote has been stabilized. The vote for Southern Shaolin Monk Ten Lotus must go to Sun Gou. As long as he wins Ding Qiuqiu... Sun Gou will win the championship unanimously this time."

"Full vote?" Liang De was a little puzzled, "Isn't there Ning Feng who is tongue-pulling hell?"

Mu Yigui flicked the can on the table and smiled mysteriously:

"Ning Feng will definitely vote for Sun Gou."

…

At midnight, people in the small fantasy town are still awake, drinking is still lingering, and prosperity is not yet declining.

But the feast has come to an end.

The aroma of yellow rice that was about to be steamed suddenly became stronger in the venue, and the sudden aroma of rice woke up all the diners who lingered in their dreams.

Outside the venue, it was already dark on the main star of Baichuan Haiji.

Sun Xunqiao slowly closed his palms and stood directly on the rostrum after falling from the air.

The three judges, Ding Qiuqiu, Shilian, and Ning Fengye, stood up and pressed the voting button on the light screen in front of them together with the audience.

There is only one name on the big screen at the Chef Fairy Star Competition:

"Sun Xunqiao."

From the judges to the audience, everyone voted for Sun Xunqiao.

The audience burst into cheers, and the big screen camera turned to the competition area. Ye Shuangliu bit his lips and clapped reluctantly.

She has no objection to Tianxia Daji losing to this telepathic soul, but...and...damn!

Sun Xunqiao lowered his head and put on the chef's gold medal awarded by Ding Qiuqiu. He raised the trophy and said a few words such as "Shaolin Kung Fu is good, it's really good."

Master Shi Lian was reading the manuscript quickly. In his passionate praise, Sun Xunqiao, the guardian of the mountain gate who brought art to the profession, seemed to have represented the glorious history and fine traditions of Shaolin on the other side. All he had to do was possess the soul of Patriarch Bodhidharma. .

After the award ceremony, Sun Xunqiao swaggered into the stands and joined the crowd from Sheng Wuxu Private High School who came to watch the game.

Bai Hekong tore up the "Go Sun Gou" banner in the air with a crash and said:

"Sun Gou, you still have the nerve to come here! Double standard stingy dog!"

Sun Xunqiao was very proud and held up the trophy:

"Be respectful, have you seen my trophy? Who is the leading figure in the cooking world on the other side?"

He patted the white chef's towel tied to his left arm vigorously.

"Have you seen this towel? I still have some tricks up my sleeve.

Let's go to Baichuan Zen Temple. Brother Sun will use this towel to show you one more trick and let you taste the super invincible sea view Buddha Jumps Over the Wall with the power of the Twelve Chef Immortals from the Other Side! "

He hooked the necks of Mu Yiqi and Liang De on the left and right, and led a group of people from Sheng Wuxu Private High School out of the stands and out of the venue.

At the exit of the venue, nine flame dragon-like true fire circles formed an open space. Ye Shuangliu stood in the center of the fire circle, looking at Sun Xunqiao without saying a word.

Mu Yigui, who was holding hands with Sun Xunqiao, froze in anger, and said awkwardly:

"Hide for now, if not, I will use my appearance to impersonate you to lure her away... After I borrowed your appearance, the most beautiful person in your eyes was Ye Shuangliu, I really thought it was her."

"Am I such a superficial person who falls in love based on appearance?

Old Mu, why are you so proud of the 70% simulation degree? My essence is in the 30% that you can't imitate."

Sun Xunqiao released his left hand that was hooked on Mu Yigui, and Yuezhong walked in front of Ye Shuangliu and said:

"It was my fault to use that despicable provocation to disturb you before the game.

I'm sorry."

"How can you say that when you are on the battlefield!

If you lose, you lose. I, Ye Shuangliu, am not someone who can't afford to lose."

Ye Shuangliu put away the dragon-shaped true fire behind him, approached Sun Xunqiao with a cold face, lowered his head and bit him hard under the ear.

The flames burst out, and the figure of the woman in the rouge-colored cheongsam disappeared, leaving only her cold voice.

"I won't lose next time!"

At this time, the main screen of the competition was still following Sun Xunqiao, the newly crowned champion, and the live broadcast had not stopped. Not only Ding Qiuqiu in the venue, but also Ning Yunzai and Wu Tao who were watching the live broadcast after leaving the venue also saw this scene.

At the intersection of three murderous intentions, Sun Xunqiao turned his head stiffly.

"Junior brother, how long does it take to learn to behead and reborn?"

...

On the other side of the sea of ​​​​emptiness, in the world No. 415, the Red Leaf Building on Shanqian Street near the university town of Xiangbei City.

Liang De came out of the thin blanket through the boundary gate with a suitcase. He sniffed and smelled the complex smell of alcohol in the bedroom upstairs.

Brother Xian didn't go to the bookstore...That's right, it's only five o'clock in the morning.

He put down the in-boundary portal suitcase, took out a light blue decoration electric drill from his arms, and skillfully fixed it on the ceiling of the first floor.

What's wrong with five o'clock in the morning.

A day's plan begins in the morning, the alarm clock is turned on!

Li Zhixian's furious roar came from the bedroom on the second floor:

"Die Die Die!"

...

Three minutes later.

"Jilinzi, go and fix the hole in the ceiling."

The universal household robot Jiilinzi received the order and began to measure the size of the hole with Li Zhixian's owl guide beast on his back.

Li Zhixian squatted on the sofa, grabbing a bottle of the 14th generation Shuanghong Daiginjo to rinse his mouth in dissatisfaction. She just wanted to smash Liang De's dog head immediately, but when she saw his shining head, her anger disappeared by half.

She sorted out the new materials Liang De brought back, combined the Geyu Journey and the Other Shore Chef Fairy Competition, and added a lot of inner drama and highlights to Sun Xunqiao.

After the processing, Sun Xunqiao was full of the aura of a male protagonist. He opened his mouth and said:

"I think Chinese food still has infinite possibilities!"

"If there is a cooking dream that cannot be realized no matter how hard you try, let's realize it together!"

"You don't even want to call me Brother Sun..."

"Let's go to the top of the food world on the other side together!"

"I will give her a dish that she can't refuse."

Liang De pinched his nose and reviewed it. Li Zhixian threw the material scroll into the cardboard altar.

After throwing the scroll, the cardboard box vibrated a few times in place, and suddenly a hissing sound came out.

A wisp of green smoke floated out of the cardboard box and formed Tai Fengxian's old face in the air.

"Ade..."

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