Rebirth as a Cooking God

"Ah, the stairway of the Great Wall is shining! What a strong golden color!"

"Boom..."

"Rice balls, like snowballs, rolled down from the height of the Great Wall orbit... wait! I suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity!"

"Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao Ao!"

"Chef Xia never disappoints! We are right!"

On the Great Wall, the crowd is boiling. Someone has long set up a mobile phone or professional shooting equipment and pointed it at another section of the city wall where the rice ball snowball rolled down. In the shooting screen, every once in a while, there is a golden Snowball's rapid fall towards the foot of the mountain.

For a time the atmosphere reached its zenith.

starting point.

Xia Yu is still carrying wooden barrels, still spreading rice and dry goods on the white tarpaulin, just like a magician in a fantasy drama troupe, using ordinary materials to create a miracle of gastronomy that inspires countless people.

Yes, the word "miracle" cannot be overstated.

The wild Great Wall is steep and steep. The golden snowballs are uninterrupted from the height of the mountain, one by one, with a dazzling light, rolling straight along the established track towards the bottom of the mountain...

Even, the "track" is dyed with gold and turned into a golden holy way full of divine sense!

Can't this be called a miracle?

Qi Qingyan reluctantly put away the dull expression on his face that seemed to be badly played. The beautiful female host woke up and immediately locked Xia Yu with her beautiful eyes. She tremblely asked: "Why, why can fried rice grow like a snowball?" Get bigger? This is very unscientific!"

Not scientific!

The sound spread across the mountains, and the crowd's noise became weak. After a few seconds, the Wild Great Wall became a silent no-man's land.

Yes.

How can stir-fried, fluffy rice be as condensed as ice and snow?

The audience had consistent questions.

Even Wu Yingying, who is at the head of the dark world, said softly to her mouth: "Yeah, yeah, if it is ordinary fried rice, it will definitely not gather into a snowball. I dare to guarantee that he has worked on the rice!"

Wu Tong listened to the granddaughter's self-talk, and his absent stiff face eased slightly, revealing a smile. My good-granddaughter, not just ‘rice’, look at this Great Wall, this iron plate, and the tarpaulin on the iron plate... These are indispensable magic items for the ‘food wonder’!

"Isn't it scientific? Well, I will use science to explain to you one or two carefully."

Xia Yu clapped his hands and put down the last empty barrel.

When he turned around, he stumbled into an empty wooden barrel, buckled out a few remaining fried rice grains, put them in the palm of his hand, and then on the side of the live shooting crew Nunu mouth, this will not need the directing command, the cameraman immediately followed and gave him A close-up of the hand.

I saw that Xia Yu twisted one of the grains with the other hands, with her index finger and thumb.

Obviously, he didn't use much force at all, the rice grains were attached to the index finger, Xia Yu's face was hung with a refreshing smile that was unpleasant, and he shook his hand, the range was not small, but the rice grains were still firmly stuck On his hands.

Qi Qingyan exclaimed in shock: "Ah, does the rice still maintain amazing stickiness? Sticky feeling!"

Among the seven gangsters, Li Wannian, who is the most qualified to be called'Huohou Grandmaster', this old Li monster also put in a sentence here: "It turns out that it is so. I was strange in front of him that he specially controlled the fire and used freshly cooked rice. Making fried rice."

Xia Yu smiled slightly, "Yes!"

"Rice, I sautéed to 7 mature, and use the wet rice cooked on the spot, in order to retain the moisture of the rice grains to the maximum, so that the rice grains have a certain amount of viscosity!"

The audience and the leader Zhu Ji nodded. The point of ‘rice ball’ was answered.

At this time, when Qi Qingyan grabbed the last'rice ball' and rolled down to the foot of the Great Wall, the bright golden brilliance that passed away, his mouth uncontrollably asked: "... Then, that'Golden Road' What's the situation with'Golden Snowball'?"

Due to the limitation of the position of the station and the visual field of eyes, Qi Qingyan has limited information.

In short, from the perspective of the female host, from the perspective of her standing, the tortuous Great Wall and the “snowball” wrapped in gold clothes are full of visual shock and impact. The resulting picture effect is that The momentum seems to be seen only in life.

Boom! Boom!

She still told Qi Qingyan that she still had a strong beating heart. She was afraid that she would never forget the outdoor cooking magic show she saw at the Great Wall today.

"Haha, in fact, it's a very common way of blocking eyes."

Xia Yu answered the hostess and said to the pager: "Maki, Erina, you are serving a piece of fried rice to the mountain here."

Obscuration method?

The audience was silent.

"Ok?!"

Many thoughtful people have found signs. Before Xia Yu's kitchen, there were a total of 3 people. Xia Yu spread rice on the mountain himself, but what about his two charming little kitchen ladies?

I also moved the barrel and went down the mountain!

"Don't they..." Qi Qingyan just said and muttered immediately, her eyes flicking towards the camera crew behind her. She hosted here, her vision was limited, and even sitting in front of the TV, Morita Masaki and Asagi When cutting the barrels of Linai Yunyun down the mountain, it seemed that they were forgotten. What they did, even the camera crew was a little ignorant.

Soon, Morita Maki and Yagi cut Rina and returned from the foot of the mountain.

"what--"

On the tray held by the two women, the golden ball, against the sunset of the Western mountains, was dazzling.

I don’t know how many viewers who watched the live broadcast were scolding ‘camera eating X’ or ‘blind titanium dog eyes’. In the living room of the Aegean mansion, Gaius raised his hand to cover his eyes. He couldn't help whispering, his expression was strange, "It's dazzling!"

"Moreover, this light is completely different from the previous "Golden Road" and "Golden Snowball". What is this feeling of panic... Has the "momentum" of cooking been forced through the screen? "

The corner of Gaius' mouth was barely hooked.

"Stop dreaming!"

"This momentum is not enough to make me bow my head!"

In the TV picture, two'golden snowballs' were placed on a large table with red cloth. Of course, there are also trays, which are extremely beautiful and have patterns on the edges.

The voice of the beautiful hostess came out: "Hey, when was the egg coat on the outside? Wrapped up? Ah, wait, I seem to understand! Everything!"

Encouraged by Xia Yu's eyes, Yae cuts Rina one step forward and is so cute in the camera.

"Actually it's'egg and fried rice'!"

"As you can see, my partner and I have been instructed by the chef to put long strips of egg skin on the **** of the Great Wall below. These egg skins are specially processed in advance."

It is said that the audience's first feeling is-

Arrange precision!

On the first slope, spread the tarpaulin on the black iron plate.

The **** below is on a black iron plate, covered with egg clothing, and it is no wonder that there is a strong golden color visual effect.

After the answer was revealed, someone could not help showing disappointment. What, the scene was so grand and grand, but really speaking, it was just to beautify the "process". In essence, it was to wrap the fried rice with egg crust. It's very ordinary.

"what--"

Gaius sneered, "It turns out to be egg crust."

"In order to create a gimmick, and for what program effect, fried rice has changed its shape, and it is still fried rice, which is essentially the same. It is really disappointing--"

Hold the TV remote control in your hand and move your finger to the power button. Gaius felt that there was no need to look on. He sneered in his heart. With such empty dishes, he also wanted to challenge his "infinite freshness"?

At this time, the TV heard Xia Yu's calm voice:

"Before the tasting session, what I want to say is that this dish, this dish, can only be made here, in the Great Wall."

Xia Yu, holding a sharp knife that looks like a fruit knife, stood in front of the big table, stomping his feet on the ground.

This is the floor tile of the Great Wall.

After finishing talking, ignoring the microphone handed over by Qi Qingyan, the knife in Xia Yu's hand was like a cut watermelon, and the ‘rice balls’ wrapped in egg coats suddenly turned into even slices.

Tear.

A layer of invisible film was also broken. At this moment, he handed out the microphone and fixed his eyes on Xia Yu. The small expressions on his face, such as anxiety, curiosity, fascination, etc., disappeared.

The sun, soft, and covered with beautiful faces.

Qi Qingyan shook his hand with a microphone and kept shaking, "Why, why, I feel like I smell the sun..."

And the moment the'golden rice ball' disintegrated, seven people, including Zhu Ji, Yan Qi, and Xia Qing, who surrounded the big table, saw more.

Vaguely...

A section of the Great Wall collapsed, rubble rubble, dusty?

"The taste is'sunshine'."

"Yi" comes from the Great Wall. "

Zhu Ji's pupils shrank, so the judge said a word, grabbed one of the ‘rice’, and bite down with the easiest and most casual meal.

"It really is the taste and taste in the record!" Zhu Ji chewed hard, and the cheek gang was obviously moving. "This is not fried rice, but'egg omelet'. The fried rice in the egg coat emphasizes the egg aroma completely. Every bite of rice is also mixed with fine onions, finely chopped abalone, sea cucumber, scallops, shrimp, mushrooms..."

Midsummer's knowledge appeared for no reason in his eyes.

Learned to tweet in the hot afternoon.

On the ground, the masonry of the city walls absorbed the sunlight and became hot, and the dry goods placed in the courtyards and roofs of the dwellings in the dwellings also became ‘golden ingredients’ because they absorbed the ‘sunlight’.

They stood on the opposite side of darkness!

But what really makes the faucet Zhu Ji move is the'will' attached to a bite of fried rice!

"Hey drink, hey drink, hey drink—"

Distant and ancient shouts poured into his ears, Zhu Ji found many Zhang Qiang's strong palms, touching his body, and holding him up, heading deep into the mountains. These palms make Zhu Ji very uncomfortable. He feels that he may be in a state of nothing, but he is unable to resist, he can’t even turn over, he can’t turn his perspective, he can only lie on his back and watch the sky quietly, watching the round above. Scorching sun.

Then, he seemed to become part of a certain wall in the mountain.

what.

Suddenly recovered, it seems that it has been a few years of sun and rain, and Zhu Ji is helpless and feels novel. It turns out that I became the Great Wall.

The vast seas.

The newly built wall has been integrated with this land.

Under the mud, how many dead bones are sleeping, Zhu Ji knows best. It was the young labor who had lifted him up the mountain with a pair of strong arms. When the shouting sounded again in the ears, the sky at the far end of the field seemed to be smoking a high wolf smoke~www.wuxiaspot.com~The alien sounded the trumpet... Zhu Zhu's face also gradually dignified, "No! This is not a record of the past." Mother Sunball!"

"Liu Pengxing's "Mother's Sun Ball" is easy and fun, including his love for cooking and the happy mood during the cooking process...Of course, there may be his thoughts about his mother's taste."

"And the "Mother Sunball" that is reproduced now is Xia Yu's own recipe!"

A completely different style of painting.

The taste of ‘sun’ is still there, but the ‘strength’ of the earth, not just gravity, but even heavier.

determination!

momentum!

Zhu Qi shocked: "The dishes that can only be made in the Great Wall? The Great Wall has not only become his wok and cooking utensils. It turns out that he absorbed the soul of the Great Wall into the dishes... This is a mighty Doesn’t his momentum point to that king?”

"Come and wait!"