Gourmets in the Heavens

Seeing that the old celestial master still wanted to eat in such a calm manner, Zhang Chulan directly bowed down to this thick force and became a real licking dog.

"That's right, master must be hungry, let's serve dinner, serve dinner!"

He trotted to get the bowls and chopsticks to fill the meal, as if he wanted to help the old heavenly master eat the food with a courteous look.

Watching this 'Don't Bilian' play speechlessly, Zhao Youqian shook his head and picked up the spoon.

"Drink the soup first, it won't taste good if it gets cold!"

Spoon the soup into the bowl, break open the yellow-orange-orange fat on the upper layer of the yellow robe worshiping the king, and suddenly a fiery breath spreads, as if a heat wave suddenly hits the face, and then the indescribable deliciousness turns into a storm Swept out.

It seems that people can see the incomparably majestic imperial palace, which is resplendent and magnificent, but it does not change that the king lives in it, majestic and majestic, overwhelming the surrounding yellow-robed nobles.

Seeing this vision, Zhao Youqian was also slightly surprised. His heart for cooking hardly changed anything when making this dish, it just followed the natural evolution of the recipe of this dish. This is his heart for cooking and his ability to It echoes all kinds of recipes in the world.

So what is the artistic conception of this dish? This is the first time Zhao Youqian, who has not tried it, has seen it.

Now it seems that it is the way of the emperor's arrival, suppressing everything with the deliciousness of the core ingredients.

But the shock was the shock, Zhao Youqian didn't slow down, took the bowl from Zhao Huanjin, and scooped up a bowl full of tofu and fish soup for everyone.

Under the golden oil, there is a light golden milky white soup. Zhang Chulan's eyes are even bigger than eggs, but he can't understand why a dish is so fragrant and beautiful.

On the contrary, Master Tian and Mr. Tian took the soup and looked at each other with a smile, without saying a word, they directly put the bowl to their lips, blowing off the upper layer of fat, and drank the soup.

"Oh! This taste!"

Such an exaggerated voice must not be the exclamation of the two elders. Zhang Chulan turned around and saw that Zhao Huanjin had lost himself in the world of soup.

It is hard for you to imagine that a fat person can turn 180 degrees in the air, and the soup bowl in his hand will not spill.

But today Zhang Chulan saw this extraordinary scene.

'Okay... good posture! '

Having experienced too much stimulation, Zhang Chulan couldn't bear it anymore, imitating the behavior of the people around her, and put the soup into her mouth directly.

Suddenly, he felt that the whole world had changed!

At the beginning, it felt hot. The soup was boiling hot. It didn’t look like it had been out of the pot for more than half an hour. The thick fat on the top was like the chicken oil of cross-bridge rice noodles, which brought a heat-retaining effect to the soup. .

But when the mouth gradually adapted to the temperature of the soup, Zhang Chulan realized that it was hot, and it turned out to be a taste!

The hot soup burst out a more intense umami taste directly, like a sharp sword hitting the mouth, the unique deliciousness of the yellow catfish emerged everywhere, and he seemed to be integrated into those fish, playing and living in the stream.

But at the end of this deliciousness, a young man who seemed to be sculpted from creamy fat appeared in front of his eyes.

Exuding the courage to rule everything, like an ancient king, even those free-spirited yellow catfish can only crawl in front of him.

The fresh and elegant taste completely washed the rich and delicious fish soup, leaving Zhang Chulan's brain with a light but unignorable bean taste.

He couldn't help but dance.

When he came back to his senses, Feng Baobao had almost drank half of the soup, but Zhang Chulan looked at Zhao Yougan as if he was staring at some kind of monster.

The taste of the iron plate tofu at the entrance of the scenic spot is not even one-ten-thousandth of this soup.

"Is there anything in this world that can be so delicious?"

"It's like dreaming!"

What surprised Zhang Chulan even more was that the qi in his body seemed to be activated, and a power that ruled everything sat in his five internal organs, nourishing his body in a continuous cycle.

And he can feel that this kind of nourishment is a force that will last for a long time and even change the whole quality of his body!

"Is this really a dish? Why is it more than a panacea..."

Chapter 83 Continuous Surprises

"Medicine and food have the same origin. Where did the concept of medicine come from at the beginning of human beings?"

It was Mr. Tian who answered Zhang Chulan's doubts. Just looking at his flushed face after drinking a bowl of soup, he knew that he had definitely benefited a lot.

"Yougan's technique is to nourish people with food, which is much stronger than ordinary pills. The most subtle thing is to activate the power of the ingredients themselves, so in fact, the requirements for various ingredients are also very high."

"I heard that little brother Yougan has been busy outside the mountain gate for a whole day today. Is this tofu the result?"

Mr. Tian picked up a piece of tofu that was like curd, with honeycombs appearing due to stewing, and he could vaguely see dots of golden streamer on it, and stuffed it into his mouth at once, and then this man looked quite serious The old man showed a satisfied look.

"Sure enough, it is tofu of far superior quality!"

Having already been impacted by the fish soup, although the tofu in this soup is still full of flavor, and even incorporates the deliciousness of the fish soup, it is not enough to make people like Tian Lao intoxicated.

Hearing the education of his parents, Zhang Chulan nodded numbly.

"It seems to be the reason..."

Only at this time did he notice that Feng Baobao was holding a large bowl of fish soup and almost finished it!

"Fuck, Sister Bao'er, you don't think about me at this time?!"

Taking another sip of the soup in his own bowl, Zhao Youqian laughed dumbfoundedly as he watched the two of them start a fight for food.

Instead, he turned his head to look at the old heavenly master.

"Why did you suddenly focus on me this time?"

Hearing this question, the old Tianshi showed a trace of fear and solemnity in his eyes.