Strange World Little Cooking Saint

The place where the little apprentice brought Shiyu was very remote, because it was approaching evening, and the surrounding lights had already been lit. The dim light was a bit blurred in the twilight, and the aroma of dinner from the surrounding people's homes floated in the air. After taking a deep breath, Shiyu felt hungry.

Walking in this dark alley, with the slight coolness coming from the bluestone slabs under his feet, Shiyu realized that he hadn't come out for a long time.

It seems that since she came back to life, she has been busy and busy, and she has no time to be as leisurely as before.

Here we are. The little apprentice led her to the corner of the alley, and the warm lights shone down on her. Under the light, a middle-aged couple is busy in front of the stove. Inside, near the wall, a little girl was holding a swaddled baby in her arms.

Boss, I want two sixties. The second tone was very familiar, as if he came here often.

Sure enough, when the couple saw him, they smiled, You are here, young master. Seeing Shi Yu who was following him, their attitudes became a lot more humble in an instant, Young master is still the same as before. Same taste?

Yes, it needs to be spicy. The second replied, he has a good impression of this family.

Pulling Master, the two sat down on the empty seats next to them. I don't know if it's because the husband and wife have good craftsmanship, but there are quite a lot of diners here. As soon as Shi Yu came over, many people were quietly looking at the two of them.

The white-haired Shiyu really looks out of tune with the people around her, but in fact, her current state of mind is indeed different from before.

After all it is different.

The second wanted to say something to make her happy, but seeing the master staring at the candle light in a daze, he swallowed all the words he had prepared in his heart.

The master and the apprentice sat face to face, and it was the store owner and his wife who finally came to break the atmosphere. They came over with the finished Huajia rice noodles, and the hot mist was wafting, full of fragrance.

Guests please take it easy.

When the husband and wife walked away, the candlelight shone on the middle table again. Under the dim light, the contents of the bowl are not particularly clear, only the warm steam that is bubbling makes one's heart move.

For things with soup, Shiyu habitually tastes the soup first. It can be said that it is the essence of flour-based snacks. A good soup base determines the taste of this bowl.

Scooped a little with a white porcelain spoon, Shi Yu slightly blew away the hot air on it,

Take a small sip.

Huh? Shi Yu was a little surprised.

The soup turned out to be sweet.

More precisely, fresh and sweet. Seafood and river fresh ingredients are made into food, and they all have their own umami taste. The same is true for Huajia, but in most places, the taste is fresh and salty, and fresh and sweet are relatively rare.

Many people think that putting sugar in salty food is nondescript. In fact, if the amount is right, the right amount of sugar can improve the taste of food to another level.

Shi Yu couldn't help but sucked another spoonful of the soup base, the warm and sweet soup brought a warm feeling in the stomach, like candlelight shining into the bottom of my heart.

Master, is it delicious? The second asked expectantly.

Shi Yu smiled, The taste is very good. The most important thing is the innovation in taste. After she finished speaking, she noticed that the couple next to her were both relieved, and Shi Yu also gave them a kind smile.

Everyone who makes delicious food deserves the respect of diners. She is also a cook herself, so she naturally understands this feeling better.

Continuing to bury his head in his sixtieth birthday, the little apprentice seemed relieved when he heard her praise.

The two of them didn't have any extra words, they just buried their heads in eating. It's just that when the flower carapace in front of each other was laid on the side, the little apprentice's inadvertent words made Shiyu a little stunned.

Master, cultivators become immortals. But if you become an immortal in the future, what will you want to do?