His white hands began to be skillfully reconciled.There is no spiritual power in the body."
What is he going to do?""
Do you want to compete with ordinary dishes?""
Why don't you let Golden Chef Spoon finish three dishes?""
This is too child's play, I'm afraid the third light won't be lit."
There was a lot of talk around again.Those who can come here to participate in the competition are except for the teams from the Pantheon Continent that came in to find opportunities.It's more about the teams in the small kitchen industry itself.These people are all in the kitchen.At a glance, you can see that Zong Shen is making ordinary dishes.Zong Shen ignored their discussions.Knead the dough in your hands without haste.Let it grow tendons.Once the dough is elastic and non-sticky.Zong Shen grabbed the dough with both hands, constantly pulling and overlapping.Twos and fours, fours and eight, eighths and sixteen, sixteen and thirty-two.There are more and more noodles, and they are getting thinner.Eventually, he pulled out a handful of noodles with just the right amount and the right thickness.Then, he picked up the greens, separated the slices and washed them, and chopped the shallots into a handful of chopped green onions.Then start making a fire and boiling water.Everything is mediocre, and even Yiya Kitchen Treasure is not used.When the water boiled for a while, he put in the noodles and let them tumble in a pot of boiling water.He flipped over his hand, took out the white porcelain bowl he had been drinking, put it on the table, simply picked up the table, and poured some soy sauce and salt to the bottom of the bowl with the seasonings prepared by the Tianchumen for the competition.He also took out a small gray pottery jar from the void in his body.The cork was opened, revealing a lump of clotted fat inside."
What is this?""
Looks like some kind of grease?""
It should be, it looks like fat."
The poor little kitchen world is extremely developed, but no one knows about it.Chef Jin took a deep breath."
This, this seems to be lard?"
He said with some uncertainty.The small kitchen world and even the Continent of the Gods do not have the habit of eating lard.Not to mention these cultivators.Even mortals who can't eat enough to eat get lard meat, and they only know how to cook it and swallow it.This method of refining pig fat into fat comes from the memory of Zong Shen's previous life.For others, it's a rarity.Zong Shen pointed a little finger, took out a piece of lard the size of his thumb, and put it in the bowl.At this point, the dough has reached medium rare.He took the long chopsticks, took out the noodles, hung them on the bamboo strips and drained them.In the remnants of the noodle soup.Blanch the greens and set aside.Start another stove and boil a pot of clean water.Pour boiling water into a white porcelain bowl.As soon as the hot water is showered, there is a tangy aroma that rises with the steam.The aroma of lard is stimulated.This kind of smell has never been smelled by many masters in the small kitchen world.It inexplicably made everyone have a nostalgic thought.Then, Zong Shen removed the drained noodles and put them in the soup bowl.Completely submerge in the soup bowl.Then carefully place the blanched greens on the side of the bowl.The whole bowl of noodles is extra tempting.Zong Shen took out a pair of clean chopsticks and placed them on the side of the bowl.Everyone was silent, and no one dared to comment.This kind of ordinary pasta, although peculiar, looks extremely ordinary.They didn't believe that the food would light up the third lantern.But the idea just came to mind.They were slapped in the face.The third lantern was lit.And it's brighter than the two lights lit up by the previous golden kitchen spoon.Almost as bright as the sun and stars.Shining brightly."
What?
This kind of ordinary noodles can even be recognized by the will of the chef?
”"What kind of existence is the Kitchen Sage?""
The embodiment of the kitchen of heaven and earth, from the flood period to the ancient period, the master of the kitchen way!""
You would fall in love with such a small noodle?""
And looking at the brightness of this lantern, it seems that the Chef Saint's will is optimistic about this bowl of noodles, and it is still above the two dishes cooked by the Golden Kitchen Spoon!"
Around, there are still people who have cultivated good deeds and started to judge."
Whew!"
At this moment, a figure with a big waist and a heroic figure appeared in front of Zong Shen.Everyone was shocked and hurriedly kowtowed."
Meet Chef!"
It turned out that the person who came was the wisp of will left by the kitchen saint back then.It is worshiped as the ancestor of the kitchen by the creatures of the small kitchen continent!
It's just that this appearance is different from the legendary eyebrows and clear eyes.As the saying goes, nine out of ten cooks are strong.It seems that this law is difficult to avoid even if it is a kitchen saint.Without saying a word, he looked down at the three dishes on the table.His gaze only swept slightly over the first two dishes, and he locked on the bowl of noodles that Zong Shen had cooked with his own hands.He reached out and picked it up, first smelling the aroma.Wisps of melancholy of memories came to my heart.A touch of childhood memories kept coming, and he couldn't help but indulge in it.When I was a child, when I didn't cultivate, although my life was difficult, my life was hard.But his parents were by his side, carefree, and it was the happiest time of his life.It's also a time that is hard to go back to.The vicissitudes of life, the place where he lived back then, I am afraid that it has long disappeared.Both parents and relatives were reduced to dry bones.It's hard to go back.This thought made him can't help but shed a tear.He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a chopstick noodle with a slight tremble, and stuffed it into his mouth with tears.The memories were even stronger.This bowl of noodles is indeed ordinary, and it does not contribute to cultivation, but it evokes his infinite nostalgia.He laughed in tears, in fact, the so-called no regrets in this life is probably like this.The dignified kitchen saint actually shed tears because of a bowl of noodles!
The people around were stunned.Today, there are too many things that shock them.The will of the chef saint ate it with tears, and even drank the soup completely.Put down the white porcelain bowl.He raised his head to look at Zong Shen, and actually bowed slightly."
Sir's bowl of noodles makes up for my regrets.""
Dare to ask if this bowl of noodles has a name?"
The voice of the kitchen saint is loud, and when you hear it, you are a heroic and unruly person.Hearing this, Zong Shen smiled slightly."
This noodle, called homesick Yangchun noodles, is an ordinary noodle dish in my hometown."
The Chef nodded thoughtfully."
Homesickness, indeed.""
This time, you will be the winner of the King of Chefs.""
I still have in my hand the last one hundred and eight dishes made by the main body back then, and the effects are different, I can let you choose."
He looked at the golden kitchen spoon with satisfaction, and then looked back at Shi Weitian.When he turned around again, his eyes shone with wisdom.It seems to be expected.Zong Shen was not polite."
I want a treasure that can lift the curse, and the stronger the effect, the better.""
Oh?
Curse?
”Hearing Zong Shen's request, the Kitchen Saint was a little surprised.His divine thoughts swept towards Zong Shen.After a while, he let out a long sigh.