rebirth through food

"What kind of soup is this?"

"Elders, this is my special hibiscus pink, which is boiled with hundreds of kinds of fruits. Please taste it."

Although only six people rated it, ten people tasted it.

Entering the sweet soup is like eating juicy and extremely ripe fruits, so sweet that it makes people feel like they are in the fruit forest.

There was a beautiful relaxed expression on everyone's face.

Ye Xiaofeng glanced at it, and secretly raised his thumb in his heart. He really rushed to the intermediate competition. Looking at the expressions on the judges' faces, he knew that this soup must be delicious.In the end, this soup got 48 points, which is a high score in terms of a full score of [-].

If he wasn't busy competing for the first prize here, and wanted to get the final prize, he should just sit there and taste all kinds of delicious food...

This is really can not have both fish and bear's paw!

Ye Xiaofeng increased his fire angrily.

It seemed that this soup started, and the gongs of other people also started to ring.All kinds of well-cooked soups were taken out and sent to the judging stand. The aroma in the fighting field reached a high level for a while, and many people's stomachs began to growl.

Dozens of rare and rare mushrooms are boiled, with a unique delicious taste, smooth and thick wild mushroom soup.It is made from the best essence of the whole sheep, but it does not have the slightest smell of mutton. Instead, it has a warm and moist mutton soup with the fragrance of medicinal materials.

Beef soup and beef bone marrow soup are thick and powerful, like rice soup. Although there is no trace of beef, it is full of beef essence, as if eating a whole cow into the stomach.

And another beef bone marrow soup is equally wonderful.The wagyu beef soup is quite clear and pale golden, with small red petals floating on it. It can be said that the color, fragrance and taste are excellent.

Delicious soups are served one after another, high and low scores ringing again and again.

Duck soup, wild game soup, chicken soup with belly wraps, seafood and seafood soup, cabbage tofu soup, crucian carp soup...

All kinds of ingredients, all kinds of flavors, although Ye Xiaofeng didn't get half a mouthful, but the aromas one after another showed how delicious those soups were.

In the 12-player competition, 11 players have already completed the rankings, except for Ye Xiaofeng, who are also ranked well.

Temporarily staying at No. 1 is suddenly the wild mushroom soup, followed closely by the beef bone marrow soup, and No. 3 is unexpectedly Shihwa cabbage tofu soup.

Tofu is his family's secret technique. Although Ye Xiaofeng also makes tofu, it's just ordinary tofu, while Shi's tofu is more complicated and delicious.

With two minutes left before the end of the match, Ye Xiaofeng was the only one left on the fighting field, and he was still using his spiritual power to absorb the aura of fire in the air to cook the soup in the pot.

Others had boiled it for several hours, but he only had it for more than one hour. If there is no spiritual power to motivate, it is impossible to make this soup.

However, Ye Xiaofeng's fire root was too weak. To stimulate the flame with such strength, an hour was his limit, and half an hour longer made him start to sweat, and his face became paler and paler.

The scent in the air gradually dissipated as the soup was drunk, but Ye Xiaofeng boiled dozens of kinds of wine in the jar, but there was no scent overflowing.

This strange phenomenon was not only caused by the monks in the surrounding stands, but even the president and the elders on the judging stage looked at each other in blank dismay.

According to common sense, the soup should be ready by this time, and the fragrance should be strong, but everyone sniffed hard and couldn't smell anything.

With a pale face, Ye Xiaofeng slowly withdrew his spiritual power. Just now, the master secretly transmitted to him: If you can't bear it, don't continue. At worst, he will grab the pot and come back.

Ye Xiaofeng shook his head lightly, he knew Master must have seen it.

This is not just a lottery question, but also a small test in his life. If he doesn't try his best in this level, but retreats despite the difficulties, then this game will become a demon, and it will become a stumbling block in his cultivation.

In the end, he still held on. After withdrawing his spiritual power, Ye Xiaofeng stopped shaking slightly, and stretched out his hand to undo the lid of the pot.

Because the fire stopped, all the ingredients slowly settled down.After a full moment, the soup cleared up.

Ye Xiaofeng was surprised to find that the soup was so clear and transparent.

But time was running out, there was only less than a moment left, Ye Xiaofeng ignored the emptiness of spiritual power in his body, and quickly poured out the soup in the tank.

Ten bowls of clear soup were placed on the judging table.

Still no fragrance, not even any heat.

If it wasn't for seeing Ye Xiaofeng put in so many kinds of ingredients and keep using his spiritual power to control the fire to cook the soup, they would almost think angrily that this contestant just poured a bowl of water and put it in front of them!

The ten people picked up the side spoons at the same time, and scooped them into the clear soup.

beep--

The ten people were surprised to find that the spoon was rebounded when they scooped it down lightly. Although they still went into the bowl smoothly, they were still shocked.

What kind of soup is this?How could it still be elastic?

The soup in the spoon was crystal clear like crystal soup, showing a semi-solidified state, and a full spoon was sent into the mouth trembling slightly.

A mouthful of soup was put into the mouth, and ten people stayed together stupidly.Ye Xiaofeng looked at the crowd nervously, and there was silence in the stands.

It was also the first time for Ye Xiaofeng to make this soup, and he didn't know what it tasted like, and because of the rush of time, he didn't have time to try the taste, so at this moment, he was also uneasy, afraid that there was something wrong with the taste.

"What kind of soup is this?" After a while, the old president asked in a trembling voice.

The deliciousness of this soup cannot be expressed in words.

"This... the name of this soup is Zhiwei soup."

"The essence of all tastes starts with water, and the five flavors and three materials, nine boiling and nine transformations, will become the ultimate taste." The voice of the old president was a little choked, "Good soup, good soup."

Ye Xiaofeng nodded.This is the essence of this soup.

The soup is boiled crystal clear and frozen, and the mouth slowly melts and fills the whole mouth. It is indescribably delicious and smooth, making the whole person feel euphoric.

Only when all kinds of ingredients are boiled to the extreme, can the dross be removed and the essence be retained, and this bowl of soup is the essence of the more than [-] kinds of ingredients.

The taste is already like this, but it is not only that it shocked everyone, the aura contained in this soup has exceeded their imagination.After taking a sip of the soup, it was like drinking a mouthful of aura, the rich aura was like a crystal jelly.

What kind of panacea, what kind of fairy grass, it is incomparable, this is simply divine soup!

The elders expressed their emotions, causing the monks in the stands to suffocate for a moment, and then rioted.They clamored for a sip too.

The chefs looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to cause public anger.Well, Ye Xiaofeng does quite a lot. Although each person doesn't share much, one tablespoon per person is still no problem.

As a cook, Ye Xiaofeng was given a small bowl to save face.The jelly-like soup slowly slid down the esophagus, and the pure and strong aura instantly swept over the whole body. Not only did the taste be indescribably indescribable, but the aura also made him feel refreshed and refreshed.

Everyone in the fighting arena was intoxicated by this wonderful taste, including Ye Xiaofeng.

It was no surprise that Ye Xiaofeng won the first place this time, not only the president and elders, but also all the monks agreed.

Chef gourmet, what's that?That is to preserve the spiritual energy in the spiritual ingredients to the maximum, and who can make the soup like this.

Never... I have never had such a soup, so delicious and full of rich aura.

Ye Xiaofeng was holding a small brass signboard, which represented status just like the wooden signboard, but this was the signboard representing the middle-level chef.

Ye Xiaofeng went back to the stove to pack his things, and Shi Hua walked to his stove with his luggage on his back.

“The soup is great.”

Ye Xiaofeng raised his head, "Thank you." In fact, Ye Xiaofeng wondered that the other party would be so calm. After all, if it weren't for him, the other party would not have missed the middle-level chef this time. Among the seven elders, they have participated in several sessions, and they are all chefs who have traveled for many years.It is already very strong to break into the top three at Shi Hua's age, and Zhuang Chunping is even in the last place.

Perhaps seeing Ye Xiaofeng's doubts, Shi Hua smiled, "I regarded you as an opponent, but after drinking your soup, I realized that there is too much difference between me and you, and I am not worthy to be your opponent at all." Shi Hua said Wan Wan waved to Ye Xiaofeng, "I'm going to travel, I hope I can become a match with you soon."

Ye Xiaofeng smiled unconsciously, this person is really free and easy.

Alas, if there were not so many things to do, he would also want to travel around, pick various ingredients, and cook delicious dishes with fresh and authentic ingredients.

Before everyone could react, Ye Xiaofeng packed up his things and ran away.With such a powerful soup, I don't know how many people want to ask him to be the exclusive chef.

Half a month after the competition between the senior chefs, Ye Xiaofeng can relax a bit during this period.

Lie on the back hill basking in the sun with a grass root in his mouth, and put a pile of dried meat, corn, snacks and other snacks beside him. From time to time, Ye Xiaofeng threw a piece into Su Mochen's mouth while lying next to him.

Su Mochen squinted his eyes to enjoy the feeding from his little apprentice and lover, and the warmth of autumn.

It was late autumn at this time, but the back mountain was full of aura and not cold, especially when the sun was shining on the head, it was comfortable.

Thinking about Xuechen's battered appearance before, Ye Xiaofeng couldn't help giggling.

As he thought, most of the monks couldn't come to ask the old president and the elders about him, and even Xuechen was harassed when he couldn't get an answer.Xuechen, who was never willing to retreat and practice, unexpectedly announced to retreat for half a month.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Mochen turned over and pressed Ye Xiaofeng beside him, and the warm breath blew into Ye Xiaofeng's ears, causing him to dodge for a while.

"I didn't... miss Senior Brother Xuechen, he..."

"Don't think about others!" Su Mochen was jealous for a moment, and kissed her domineeringly. The tip of her strong and gentle tongue forcibly invaded, occupying the soft place of the other party...