"Please use—"

Xia Yu gave the five judges one by one to serve soup.

The judges held steaming soup bowls in their hands, and except for the faucet, the other four looked at each other in all directions.

"What is it like to hold a bowl of tasteless soup?"

Wei Qinglian probably felt that she had drafted a title that was very much intimate.

The dragon head moved the spoon wildly, and the white spoon broke into the dark soup. He filled a large spoon of soup and handed it to his mouth. He suddenly stopped and stared at the ripples on the spoon.

A fish shadow flashed in his eyes.

"Did it appear again?"

As he said that, the dragon head's eyes appeared with a decisive look. He turned around neatly, the spoon tilted towards the sink, and the hot soup fell suddenly.

Oh, it's right.

The soup sprinkled in fine pieces, a spoonful of soup turned into countless splashes of water.

A breathtaking picture appears!

It seemed as if the fish basket was overturned, and the water splash suddenly turned into a tiny fish, struggling desperately at the bottom of the sink. Each fish was a mini-version whale, black all over, as exquisite as a work of art.

A large number of viewers wiped their eyes hard.

Are you hallucinating?

Sure enough, in a few blinks, there were some small fish under the sink, only some steaming medicinal water drops.

Unlike the audience, the chefs near the workbench stared at Xia Yu.

"Did you hear it?"

"Ah..." Xia Yu couldn't say anything. He also heard a cry of help and felt panic for a second. This was obviously a delicacy he cooked with his own hands.

The dragon head stared at him, shook his head, and then scooped a spoonful of hot soup and put it into his mouth.

Save me!

Save me!!

As soon as it was imported, the expression of the faucet changed.

The timid cry I heard before suddenly penetrated my heart's defense. Longtou said in surprise: "...Is this the concrete sound of food? No, it's so delicate, it's not invisible, it can be captured by the mouth, yes, it's something that really exists in the mouth, called the taste of cooking, it's a cry from the fusion of ingredients!"

Only the dragon head dares to be so sure that the voice is smelly, and his mind is too big.

Wait, is there any bridge between sound and taste?

"It's the food that gives people the voice!"

The longhead said silently that the medicinal taste in the mouth forms a mysterious airflow, first from the esophagus to the stomach bag, and then from the stomach bag feeds out a trickle of water, sprinkling moisturized dew to all organs around the body, which is very comfortable.

Starting from fermented black beans, to burdock, gardenia, bitter platycodon...

Hey.

A green stream floated in front of his eyes, and a refreshing smile appeared on the corner of the dragon head's mouth: "There are light bamboo leaves!"

They are 9 kinds of cold and warm medicinal materials. After stewing for a while, the flavor of the medicinal materials mixed is like a delicate girl shouting for help at the bottom of the cold pond.

"Is she here?"

Subconsciously raised his palm, trying to touch the fair and delicate hand that was poked out from the bottom of the cold pond in the dark.

A warm and soft feeling came from the palm of his palm, as if a girl was wet all over hugged half of her body. Longtou was stunned, his face faintly felt a hint of embarrassment, and his face turned red.

"No, no!"

Next to it, Lan Fengxian seemed hysterical, sending hot soup to his mouth one spoonful after another.

"I always feel that something is missing..."

Carl Sage frowned, murmured for a while, then looked up at Xia Yu.

Xia Yu smiled, "This is medicinal fish soup, but don't just drink soup. Come on, this is fish meat, each person has a small piece of it, there is no more, please taste it slowly!"

There was still a bowl of soup left in the stew pot, so he poured it clean and put it next to it. Only the whole "Sparkling Silky Fish" has edible value for the remaining ingredients.

Divide the fish the size of a palm into 6 pieces. This time, the soup is soaked in golden fish meat. The delicious flavor is like a tornado, and it needs to blow people to the corner of Java.

A completely different quality of the dishes!

The leader's gaze changed, and the other four judges were even more shocking.

Everyone tasted it again.

"What a soft fish meat, is this meat? The texture of the meat is frozen and melts in the mouth!"

"It's definitely the original "shiny silk-foot fish"!"

Carl Sage was moved: "Shouldn't this kind of treatment be mastered by Shibalin Chu? Why is such high-end ingredients not wasteful, and there is no special or exaggeration in the picture of such high-end ingredients?"

Harmony is rare!

Just imagine, a big pot of ordinary products suddenly drops a gem in. Even if the diners are blind, they can notice it and spit it out?

This is a common problem for chefs to deal with.

How to match the "gems" with ordinary ingredients? Xia Yu perfectly told Carl's answer today.

Without it, just two words—

balance!

But it is not literally, but extends, involving deep knowledge of pharmacology and fish Tai Chi diagrams. Carl does not understand the ancient knowledge passed down from the Chinese world. He can only taste the structure hidden in the dish by eating, eating, eating, and eating.

It was a round that never gaps.

The core of the circle is fermented black beans, and the other eight kinds of medicinal materials are on the periphery and connected to each other to form the circumference of the circle.

A fish shadow appeared in the eyes, with a light posture, and a slightly curved body line divides the circle into two, forming the Yin-Yang Bagua.

"This is his cooking, the Demon King's cooking? Why is it so slender and gentle..." Wei Qinglian's nose was in chaos, and two intoxicating blush flew on her cheeks. She mixed the fish and fresh soup in her mouth and swallowed it. Her jade neck moved slightly. When the food passed through her throat and reached the esophagus, her whole body was shocked.

"Save me!"

I heard it again, and this time it was even more real.

"Where are you?"

"I'm right under you..."

under?

Wei Qinglian murmured and lost her mind, lowered her head, and her beautiful eyes were filled with trance.

The ground is no longer a cold stage, but a clear water.

"Save me!" A black fish as thick as a finger rolled in the water waves of the bamboo raft, looking forward to Wei Qinglian's response on the ship.

Wei Qinglian squatted down and leaned her fingers into the clear water. The little fish immediately cheered and pecked her fingers gently, as if kissing.

"Why should I save you?" Wei Qinglian was curious.

"Because, I saved you once."

Yuer said.

Was amused by the innocent voice of that cute and innocent voice, Wei Qinglian nodded, "Then I'll take you back."

She found something to fill water, took the fish with her, and then took the bamboo raft back to the fishing village.

The little fish grows very quickly, and its body is getting bigger day by day. When it is the size of a palm, the girl from the fishing village transformed by Wei Qinglian pointed to the fish tank and asked, "...I said, are you a whale before?"

"No, I am Kun, 'There is a fish in Beiming called Kun', please remember!"

In the end, the fish grew into a giant that could not even fit in the house. On the day of my first encounter, white mist drifted in the sea in the early morning. The fishing village girl went out to sea and stood on the raft to watch the strange fish that called herself Kun slowly emerged and disappeared.

The sun rose, and the sun shone with tears dripping from the corners of the girl's eyes, "Goodbye."

"Some fish can never be locked up."

"Because, they belong to the sky."

Reality.

Wei Qinglian stood there for a while, and this sentence suddenly appeared in her head.

She glanced at Ye Feizhou who was unknown a few steps away, and sighed secretly in her heart.

At the top level, a skilled chef can use his hands and heart to give the dishes connotation and allow diners to enjoy a journey of life.

When you reach a higher level, your ability in this area will naturally be enhanced.

However, Wei Qinglian had never eaten a story, whether it was a Lin-level cuisine or a dragon-level delicacy. She became the heroine of the story and first met a fish. Everything was so dreamy, but innocent and beautiful.

She had to admit that a bowl of soup had the power to make people cry, and it was amazing and amazing.

Isn't it?

Tears were still gushing out of their eyes, and the cheeks were cold.

Suddenly, with a soft touch, Wei Qinglian was startled, and a familiar fish shadow appeared in her vision. However, the fish as big as a palm was bathed in the golden light. She looked at it for a while and suddenly said, "...Are you back?"

A voice answered on his behalf: "It's been there all the time."

Wei Qinglian looked at Xia Yu in surprise.
Chapter completed!