Home Cook

"Three hours are up, the game is over, please stop your movements."

The tense and busy cooking time soon came to an end, accompanied by a loud bang of a gong, the host on the stage announced this loudly.

Under the stage, Bai Ye was also relieved. He took off the turban on his forehead to block the sweat and showed a satisfied smile.

His previous hunch was indeed accurate. This cooking is the best dish he has ever made in his life. The cooking process just now went very smoothly. He perfectly brought out what he has learned in his life. He has all the understanding of cooking It's all on the plate in front of you.

He will win this battle.

The red blood cell girls in special red uniforms came over at this time. They took away the covered plates on the table of all the contestants in turn, and then climbed the steps, for their god, the world of cells. The sovereign offered sacrifices.

On the stage, the whale owner, who had been closing his eyes and resting, also opened his eyes at this time. He looked at the full plate on the table in front of him. Hold the plate to your mouth.

This kind of eating is naturally irrelevant to the elegant table manners. This is not tasting food at all, but just gluttonous gluttony.

The whale owner, who originally had the appearance of a middle-aged man, had an unusually huge mouth at this time. The huge mouth of the abyss was like a bottomless pit. Plate after plate of cherished delicacies disappeared into the dark esophagus. , did not even see the whale owner chewing.

It's just that the people around don't care about such waste. After all, whale owners have always been like this, and all the cell chefs don't feel that such a wholesome devouring is disrespectful to their cooking skills. For them, their own works can have The opportunity to be the sacrifice of the festival, to be enjoyed by God the Father is already the supreme honor.

Under the stage, Bai Ye folded his hands on his chest and patiently watched the whale owner eat like a beast. He was not anxious at all, just quietly watched his plate move forward a little bit, and it wouldn't take long. It was time for his dishes to be tasted.

"Old man...cough, Bai Ye, you are so confident, aren't you nervous at all?"

He was so old, but some people were not as calm as him. Si Youqing looked at the whale owner who seemed to be numbly repeating this process, and looked at the man beside her with some worry.

Although Sword Immortal's will reminded her that this was a fearless worry, after all, the whale owner had just promised to let them go after the food festival was over.

Therefore, it shouldn't matter to her whether the man beside him wins or loses, and even this man will make the loser as bad as possible. Who made this guy so hateful, and her teeth itch with hatred.

It would be great if I could see this guy's cooking being devoured by the beluga whale without any hesitation, and seeing this guy's dejected look after his proud cooking skills were denied by others, that would be great. Exhale enough.

Well, I should have thought so.

But reason returns to reason, and sensibility returns to sensibility.

She didn't even know what was going on with herself. Of course, she saw that the whale owner spoiled the food so much, and Bai Ye's cooking was getting more and more advanced, and she would soon be dumped mercilessly like garbage into the trash can. When entering the giant mouth like an invincible cave, Si Youqing unconsciously became nervous.

Moreover, there is also a sense of anger in the tension, anger towards the whale owner.

How can this guy spoil the food like this, these are the hard work of the chefs.

Such thoughts naturally popped out of her mind.

The appearance of this kind of thinking is very wrong in itself, after all, Si Youqing herself is a wasteful master.

Respect for food?

Joke, there is no such thing in the dark cooking world.

In the past Si Youqing's view, there are only two types of food, delicious and unpalatable. Delicious dishes are valuable, and bad dishes are garbage, and garbage should be thrown into the trash can. inside.

As for the chef's intentions in the dishes?

Hehe, who cares about you, how much is your heart worth? No matter how good your mind is, if it doesn’t taste good, it’s still not good. Bad taste is the original sin.

In the past, there were often many suitors who offered her a variety of delicacies, but Si Youqing often slammed the plate on those people's faces with just one bite. Those junk food was simply a pain to her tongue and stomach. defilement.

So why did I come up with this idea, **** it, the influence of the illusion still hasn't dissipated.

Si Youqing was angry in her heart.

But she couldn't help recalling the 60 years in her dream, the hard but happy days, the time when every bit of firewood, rice, oil and salt required careful planning, but it was all extraordinarily delicious.

The three meals a day in the environment are obviously just the most common rough tea and light meals. Only during the New Year and the festival will the old man go down the mountain to buy some ingredients, and the family will have a big meal, but even those so-called "big meals" For a person like Si Youqing who is used to eating all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, it is really simple and outrageous.

If someone gave her those things in the past, she would have slammed the plate in the guy's face without even tasting it.

But why is it so happy to eat in the environment, and why are the tastes in those dreams so unforgettable?

Probably because all the ingredients were planted and harvested together with the old man by her own hands, and all the meals were cooked by her while watching the old man cook. There is not a single skill in those ordinary meals, and the source of every taste is from the old man. She had bragged in front of him, and after bragging all her life, she was already familiar with it.

That is the taste of life and the taste of her dream home. Although it is indeed a bit nonsense, she can really feel the old man's heart in every meal in her dream.

So, why are you spoiling the food, you **** white whale, you are trampling on the chef's mind, and you, **** old man, why don't you move, what if your cooking is spoiled too.

Another thought came to mind, and Si Youqing became even more angry.

It's just that she doesn't know whether she's angry with the whale master, or the man beside her, or her own anger who can't even get rid of the influence of the illusion.

"Calm down, what's the use of worrying, I've done everything I can, and if the cooking that I do my best can still be ignored by others~www.NovelMTL.com~ then I can only say that my limit is here. , my cooking skills are not up to standard."

Bai Ye looked at the suddenly angry little sister Jianxian with a steamed bun face beside her, she didn't want to pay attention, but Si Youqing is the one who can't get rid of the illusion now.

The illusory memory that was instilled in her brain was doing something wrong. Bai Ye finally sighed and spoke to comfort Si Youqing, who had frizzed up, but let's not say that she was really angry like a big fox with frizzy fur. Ah, especially those super fierce fox eyes, very seductive.

"Oh."

Si Youqing nodded subconsciously, just like a big fox who was comforted by the master, the original anger disappeared, and the long and narrow fox eyes narrowed slightly with a smile.

This old man still has a little conscience, and he knows how to comfort people.

emmmmm..... Damn, who needs his comfort, crawling, **** the hallucinations to the old lady.

The big fox who had just calmed down frowned again.

On the stage, Bai Ye's dinner plate finally came to the whale owner, but the whale owner, who only knew how to devour everything mechanically, didn't care about it. He just lifted the lid of the dinner plate calmly.

As a result, a bright but not dazzling light illuminated the entire venue, and the melodious whale calls resounded throughout the city.

The original numb whale owner who was about to lift the plate and pour it into his mouth was suddenly stunned, and a gleam of light lit up in his silent eyes.

Offstage, Bai Ye smiled confidently.

Come on, the Dacheng cuisine that I have learned all my life, my first must-kill recipe, Beluga dumplings, please also try it.

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