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Chapter 967: The So-called Soul Eater (Part 2)

Looking at the barbecue dish.

Jiuwo Shouki said in surprise: "Beef, lamb, pork belly... Is it a big barbecue?"

"You see, there are several types of beef. In addition to the snowflake beef pellets, there are also beef pineapple. Yes, it is the kind that is cut into a large slice, which looks like steak."

Foodie Kobayashi Longdan looked at the plate, as he knew it, and kept wiping his saliva while talking.

"There are also red beef tongue meat, can you see it? Oh my God, the heat is so perfect. The beef tongue meat is tender and tender after being roasted. After eating it, you will definitely have an extremely soft and delicate mouth!"

It is still foodies who know the tricks and rely on their eyesight to roughly see the exquisiteness of Xia Yu’s recipe for “Glorious Barbecue Pin”.

"Yes."

Everyone suddenly broke in and did not make Xia Yu angry. He was in a good mood these two days, after all, he had great gains in seclusion, so how could he feel bad? Xia Yu raised his hand to signal everyone, and smiled and said, "Listen to me quietly, where is the beef, beef tongue, beef pellets and beef spine."

"Let's talk about beef pellets first. I chose the third and fourth beef belly ribs of neon wagyu beef. This area belongs to the most abundant butter. When barbecue, when I use the hot fire of my burning fire, the surface meat can be turned into a cage in an instant, locking the thick gravy inside the beef pellet, so it is 7 years old. When everyone bites the beef pellets...bang!"

Here, Xia Yu stopped and said nothing, and a mysterious fox curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Guru~

A sound of swallowing.

Since everyone has entered the house, although this plate of works has not met Xia Yu's expectations, it can barely be used to entertain relatives and friends. Xia Yu found chopsticks, picked out the "snowflake beef pellets" in the pile of meat, and put them on a small plate. The number is not large or large, just enough for everyone to share.

Zhu Qing, Makichan and Erina looked at each other.

This is the fine work that A Yu cooked after spending his days in seclusion?

Everyone has strong expectations.

"I have eaten a lot of roast beef. This is just an ordinary wagyu beef ingredients, not a fantasy level. What kind of height can the instructor's roast wagyu beef reach that I have never seen before?" Erina opened her mouth and ate the meat on her chopsticks into her mouth.

"Puchi"

As soon as I bit my teeth, the thick and hot gravy burst out.

That's it?

It’s not that Erina was blindly arrogant, even if she was given the roasted beef granules, she could still make the meat granules spray thick juice. With a little disappointment, Erina silenced and bit the meat deeply.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, her cheeks seemed to be filled with food, and she swelled high.

Strangely, the ‘God’s tongue’ did not become paralyzed or stopped. You should know that in the past, Erina tasted the dishes of Instructor Naka, her tongue was usually paralyzed and shocked.

A series of taste information is a magnificent picture in the girl's mind.

Boom.

Water and sky are on the line!

The beef sauce forms the sea, and at this moment, there are flames burning on the surging sea surface!

The juice is carried by the ingredients themselves, and the flames are not something that is unparalleled. Erina Nakiri looked up and saw an orange-red throne condensed by flames in the sky. There was a erratic shadow sitting upright and staring at her.

Erina's body shook, and for some reason, there was the majesty in her eyes that made her bow down.

An irresistible mark!

“Welcome to my kingdom, my devout believer”

Contrary to his majestic eyes, Erina suddenly heard this voice, feeling like a spring breeze, like a baby girl in a cradle hearing her mother's call, so the girl was in a trance.

Others tasted it one after another.

Maki said dizzyly: "Ordinary..." There was still a high throne of flames in her pupils.

"And the delicate tenderness?"

Zhu Qing blushed, but her smile was innocent.

The atmosphere in the kitchen became strange. I was breathing rapidly and looked at Xia Yu's back, as if a voice in my heart urged him to go over and go to the lecturer's country.

"Sauce!"

Suddenly, a low voice echoed, which made me shudder and slapped myself twice.

Yan Qi didn't even look at the chopsticks that fell to the ground, and stared at Xia Yu.

"Why did you use garlic sauce with barbecue?"

"As far as I know, the combination of pepper and sea salt is more suitable for this roasted snowflake beef pellet!"

Xia Yu just smiled, "Mr. Yan, your mouth has been given to you, right?"

Um?

Yan Qi opened his mouth and sucked in a large mouthful of air. When his closed mouth came into contact with the fresh air, the smell that had disappeared from the food suddenly formed a barbecue wind that blew across his lips and teeth.

"It, they haven't disappeared!" Yan Qi was stunned, and carefully tasted the sweet and spicy aftertaste in his mouth, and couldn't help but chewing the air a few more times.

Just a barbecue, but it's like harvesting a forest of meat.

An unspeakable swelling fills the mouth.

At this time, the old man Xia Qing pulled Yan Qi, who was stunned, took a step forward, and said to his grandson with a close distance: "You have you jumped into the dragon gate?"

The inquiry was too sudden.

Leaping the dragon gate?

Everyone, including Yan Qi, was so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.

"Why do you ask this?" An arc on the corner of Xia Yu's mouth became more obvious.

Xia Qing said word by word: "Your dish has the 'food spirit'!"

The arc at the corner of Xia Yu's mouth turned into a touch of playfulness: "So, is that 'Spiritual Food'? I thought it was something extraordinary before, but after all, 'Spiritual Food' is just..."

“What is it?!!”

Xia Qing and Yan Qi were staring at him.

The old man Xia Qing had a cool face, full of caution. He was a dragon chef, so of course he knew what the "Shenling" was.

Yan Qi's eyes were shocked.

Could it be that in this generation, there are young men who leaped over the dragon gate early and caught up with the footsteps of those seniors a hundred years ago?

Xia Yu shook his head and glanced at the people behind him. This dá àn cannot be said publicly, and it will cause mental disturbance to a group of lower-level chefs who have not even touched the threshold of the Lin level.

Facing the old man and Yan Qi, with his back to everyone, Xia Yu's mouth moved slightly and said two words with his lips:

"Sign."

The moment she read the boy's lips, Xia Qing's whole body was shocked.

Yan Qi was ecstatic and excited and said in his heart: "By the way! This is the foundation of 'Spiritual Food'!"

"The so-called food spirit is, after all, just a mark. In other words, it means eating to distinguish the characteristics of the chef."

"The Nine Star Chef is promoted to a special chef and has personal characteristics with the 'Chef Heart'. At the beginning, the kitchen heart is a mark. When the special level is promoted to the Lin level, the kitchen heart becomes the meaning of food, and the mark changes from a thin mind, hint, to the meaning of food."

"I'll give an example. The heart of the chef in my hometown has become the meaning of food. Perhaps when I taste the dishes, I can hear the chef wanting to convey the voice of the past and the call of my mother."

In fact, Xia Yu just understood the essence of "Spiritual Eating" yesterday.

If the meaning of food is an illusory sound, then the "food spirit" is the projection of the chef himself in the dish!

Of course, this projection is not necessarily the image of the chef himself. According to Xia Yu's understanding, he mainly cooked this large barbecue platter with "burning flame". Therefore, what everyone eats and sees when they taste any piece of meat is the so-called throne of flame.

And if it is the ‘spice inequality’…

Xia Yu had a smile on his lips, "So, the former spice empress Mira, is worthy of the title of empress."

but.

Xia Yu's expression was a little tangled.

His spirit of food and his mark are not pure enough in this barbecue platter.

After all, with Bei Xianniao's "Chrysanthemum", his mark will inevitably be entangled by Bei Xianniao.

"How can I break free?"

Xia Yu has a headache, and the missing cooking completion rate is because of this. (https:)
Chapter completed!
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