"So, is this your mother?"

Location, Juhu downstairs lobby.

In a four-person seat room near the corner, Chen Yang covered his face and introduced his mother to Xia Yu.

"It's my mother..."

Chen Yang was very reluctant, but he could only admit it with a tough bullet.

The two dishes on the table were empty, while the two bowls of rice were full and unmoved, and it was already cold.

That, friend's mother?

Is it a sub-format or avi video format...

Xia Yu twitched the corners of her mouth and glanced at Lin Qingfeng sitting opposite her. Because of her previous big meal, her makeup was ruined. The collar of the cheongsam was unbuttoned, and a touch of white skin slightly exposed could still be seen.

Shake your head to remove the excess beauty.

Taring at the two bowls of unmoved rice on the table, Xia Yu said with a funny look: "This rice is so unpalatable, so it's impossible for you to mouth?"

Lin Qingfeng stared at him with interesting interest, and his eyes were appreciating.

"These rice are fine rice, and the price is definitely not cheap. It is qualified to entertain guests in any high-end restaurant. However, ordinary rice is tasteless against the backdrop of your perfect and harmonious cuisine."

"I admit the river crab, but it's perfect?" Xia Yu curled his lips and shook his head.

On the contrary, Lin Qingfeng was slightly surprised.

"What do you mean by shaking your head?" She raised her eyebrows, "Isn't it perfect?"

“It’s a little worse…”

Xia Yu shrugged and asked back: "Shouldn't the true perfection be 'glow'?"

Hearing this, Lin Qingfeng snorted and pumped the air conditioner.

"You, you think it's not enough to create a classic pastry recipe, and you still want to shine? Is this called ambition, or is it called a person who is not in a good mood and swallows an elephant... Even if it is an old dragon chef, you may not have a classic shining work for most of your life!" Lin Qingfeng's expression became wonderful again.

Yes...

Xia Yu did not answer and looked at the system information bar.

Not long ago, a cooking record looked like this:

[Successfully cooked ‘Beef, Pig, Bird’*1, with a 86% completion degree. The proficiency of this recipe has been improved. Please continue to be familiar with the new recipe.]

The system specifically reminded him to be more familiar with the improved recipes.

Why?

The completion rate of ‘Cow, Pig, Bird, Refilled Pork’ is not 90%. The reason why it does not shine may be that it is not proficient enough!

Moreover, there are too many new recipes that Xia Yu has made for the menu these days.

Based on today's menu, "Beef, Pig, Bird, Refried Pork," and "Fried Pork, Expansion Energy of Fried Pork," said, why did Xia Yu so confidently improve the recipes "Big Bang, Refried Pork," and "Fried Pork," in addition to being related to mysterious oils, the talent [Food Domineer] that he just obtained a while ago is not an empty decoration.

So, when he hadn't encountered a proficiency problem for a long time, he was a little embarrassed when he was placed in front of Xia Yu. He wouldn't admit it in front of Lin Qingfeng, cough, the reason why the meat is not perfect for the re-cooking is because he was born with his hands.

If the dish defects caused by hand are revealed, as a chef, your most basic efforts and sweat will definitely be questioned.

"I really can't be idle. I haven't been to the chef's space for a few days to practice. Many new recipes are not proficient enough..." Xia Yu could only lament his hard work with tears.

It's about noon.

Xinju went downstairs to resume business, which actually attracted a lot of customers.

After all, the fame of Xia Demon King is here. Although Xia Yu personally takes the lead in taking the lead in resuming business, many people try to come and try their luck.

The money bag is relatively generous. I look at the new menu and sit down and order food without saying a word.

If you are a little tight, you can have a meal even if you grit your teeth.

So at noon, Ju went downstairs to the store and looked at it at a glance. The occupancy rate of the lobby was 60% or 70%. Of course, the second and third floors were closed and uninhabited, and business was still a distance from the word "broad".

Da da da da da.

The footsteps approached from behind, and Zhu Qing said: "A lady who claims to be tasting food self-media is looking for you. Oh, she interviewed you last time, and her surname is Mu."

"I asked her."

Xia Yu looked up and saw that at the door, Mu Xiaoyue was wearing work clothes and leading the camera crew, looking around.

He was standing up to greet him, but his hand was pulled.

"Wait--"

Lin Qingfeng grabbed the boy and said, "You haven't talked about the idea of ​​fusion of food and meaning. As far as I know, the techniques of food and meaning, such as Explosion, can increase your control over fantasy ingredients, but the increase is limited."

"Cooking skills, perfectly acting on ingredients, are secondary."

The woman stared at Xia Yu with her eyes firmly.

"The mystery of food...how does it merge with food dominance, or how do you perfectly use those unruly fantasy ingredients to become the puzzle of the food kingdom in your hand, building your ideal colorful fortress one by one?"

"Well, such a serious problem..." Xia Yu stopped and saw that his hand was pulled by a woman, he could not get out. The woman was completely ignored and touched her when she came up.

"Aren't you already doing it for the dragon?"

"yes!"

"Then you haven't realized that this world is both idealistic and materialistic?"

Hearing this, Lin Qingfeng's delicate body trembled.

Xia Yu didn't say much, just taking advantage of the woman's insanity to break free from her hand and go to receive Mu Xiaoyue.

"Ideal, and materialistic?" Chen Yang murmured in a low voice, and a sudden flash of consciousness suddenly burst out in his eyes, "Is this the theoretical basis for him to combine food dominance and food righteousness to form his own path?"

A storm has already struck Lin Qingfeng's heart.

Does idealism correspond to the meaning of food? The heart of the chef, the secret of food, and the more advanced "food spirit" can actually be collectively called "marks"!

Food dishes...

Simply put, it means "intention", that is, artistic conception, that is, there is a story.

Does the taste of mother exist? It’s just seeing familiar things, touching the softness in the heart, and feeling is leaking.

The food domineering is facing materialism.

The so-called "domineering" is all about using the ingredients, or rather, it is about using the "food cells" in the ingredients to achieve their goals.

Compared with the "mark" that is desperately constructed by the food, the food domineering is more like throwing the magnificent fantasy scenery directly in front of the diners, allowing them to see and taste.

Lin Qingfengyin had some insights, and suddenly he got some insights that he could not even explain.

Oh.

Then, she shook her head in disbelief and muttered to herself: "Why do you feel that he has gone further than me on this road? This is impossible. I have been promoted for two years."

A cold look came.

Lin Qingfeng found that Zhu Qing was not leaving, and hugged her arms and looked at her obliquely.

"You dare to return to China--" Zhu Qing's tone was hard.

"This should be asked why your old man was allowed to come back." Lin Qingfeng said with a smile.

Zhu Qing looked at Chen Yang coldly, "Is this your son and Chen Dingbang?"

Lin Qingfeng's eyelashes trembled. How could she not see Zhu Qing's hostility and the resentment that had not been erased for ten years. In fact, on the Loulin ship during the New Year's Day hunting, when Xia Qing and Huang He were confronted by the dragon head Zhu Ji.

The old things are brought up again, and it is true that the scar is revealed, but some things must be clarified after all, and the truth cannot be buried in the loess.

In the past, the son of Qilin Chen Dingbang died, and an emerging school was destroyed. The influence on the Chinese food industry has continued to this day. Otherwise, today's Chinese world should be able to see a powerful group or organization of food domineering chefs, controlling a lot of voice.

"... Ten years ago, was that mysterious book of chefs true or false?" Lin Qingfeng said.

"Since you have seen the old man, didn't he tell you?" Zhu Qing snorted coldly, "What a secret record of the King of Ascension to Heaven on the Dragon Gate is just a bait thrown by the mastermind behind the scenes, but he didn't want to blow up the entire fish pond. There were so many stupid fish taking the bait."

"That……"

Seeing the unforgettable entanglement in Lin Qingfeng's eyes, Zhu Qing sighed: "I'll tell you in a blunt way. That's half-book written by Fairy Bei. Most of the contents are made of sauces, and it's notes about sauces. Oh, in the past, Liu Maoxing used the legendary kitchen utensils to successfully cook "Chrysanthemum sauce" based on the notes... "

Hey.

Is it the half-book of Fairy Notes from the Fairy that Shaoan gave to Liu Maoxing? Xia Yu must be here to look at the classics.

"Is that true?" Lin Qingfeng learned the truth, her expression was gloomy and sunny, turning from red to white, and eventually she burst into laughter with self-deprecating laughter.

"Hahahahaha, it turns out that we were all cheated!"

Lin Qingfeng's eyes shed tears.

Fortunately, Xia Yu was not here, otherwise he would have complained a lot when he heard these old past events.

What a fuck, can a certain old martial arts secret routine in martial arts novels, and expired baits, all can be fried in the fish pond?

Alas, but the reality is -

Since ancient times, deep affection cannot be kept, but only routines have won the hearts of the people.

Suppose the beginning of the story is a treasure map with a certain secret record. This treasure map is thrown into a garbage dump somewhere as waste paper. It is estimated that there are many treasure hunters who go through garbage, especially when the rumors are getting worse and worse, they are the same as they are...
To be continued...