Chen Yang sat at the bar, the blonde girl was next to him, and there were not many places left in the store. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Huh?"

There was also a person not far from the bar, who looked up when he heard the movement, Chen Yang noticed the other party's gaze, and subconsciously looked over, and then froze.

Bushy black hair in a shawl and a black robe.

The point is that one face is covered by an iron mask, revealing only a pair of intimidating eyes.

Isn't this the 'Dragon Trainer' Star, one of the eight giants of the Food Club?

With a heartbeat, Chen Yang said messily in his heart: "Two days ago, wasn't it still at the North American headquarters, when the leader convened the Big Eight to discuss the meeting, and no one was absent!"

There is only one possibility, Starr has just arrived in the past two days, and Chen Yang met him very coincidentally at the Christmas food festival.

They nodded to each other and said nothing.

Chen Yang knows Star, and Stara naturally knows Lin Qingfeng's only son, and besides, Chen Yang himself is also a dazzling rookie in the food club, and he has made remarkable achievements in leading the 'Tiger Head Club'.

Look back at mulled wine and roasted chestnuts.

A glass of red wine, steaming hot.

Mulled wine is not difficult to cook, the additives are on the one hand, on the other hand, just heat slowly, pay attention to the temperature do not exceed the boiling point of alcohol, then a pot of red wine is boiled successfully.

Now sitting down and sniffing the taste, Chen Yang is even more sure in his heart: "This spiced wine is not simple!"

Why?

With the olfactory judgment of a top superchef, with just a sip, Chen CCTV seems to see through this white Christmas and see a colorful dream world.

"Taste it!"

Suddenly, Star's voice came: "Maybe through this glass of wine, you know where you are different from him." ”

Chen Yang's face was shocked, was it?

Holding the cup in both hands, he took a small sip without hesitation.

The wine is hot, but it doesn't burn the mouth.

But in an instant, Chen Yang's mouth shook wildly, as if it had been bombarded by a meteorite rain.

The black-brown pupils are dotted with a torrent of colour, and in the torrent, fruits such as apples, oranges, lemons, etc., as well as star anise, cinnamon, and cinnamon sticks.

The color seems to have become a supporting role, and at this moment, in the torrent, the fruits and spices that can be seen everywhere are the protagonists, which makes Chen Yang feel that these ordinary ingredients have been transformed, and they are all crossed with divine brilliance, as if they have become gods.

The ingredients that become gods, this is terrifying.

The shock of what I saw and heard was completely written on my face. Chen Yang took one sip after another, and before he knew it, the wine glass in his palm had bottomed out.

"Hah-"

It wasn't until the last bite that he couldn't help but exhale, releasing the strange power that had accumulated in his mouth.

Bang bang bang!

The faint sound of the magic of the great change, the army of fruits and spices gushed out mischievously from the mist, Chen Yang was caught off guard, surrounded by this fantasy army, he looked up and down the bar, looked left and right, his eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief.

"They, come out?" muttered.

"What, did you find the color?" Sta spoke again, clearly paying attention to Chen.

"Color?"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yang knew that a Lin giant would not ask questions for no reason, so he thought about it carefully before organizing his words: "Apples, oranges, and lemons, as well as a variety of spices, are themselves colorful ......"

"Huh. ”

Stara just said lightly: "In daily life, these colors, you will pay attention to them and be infected by them?"

Chen Yang bowed his head and was speechless.

At the same time, his eyes lit up with a layer of surprise.

That's right!

Ordinary ingredients, even if they are colorful, can pry the appetite of the chef through the appearance, or let the chef see the food scenery through the color, it is simply a fantasy.

But why did this Christmas mulled wine do it?

Someone tapped him on the shoulder in the back.

Chen Yang turned his head suddenly, but when he saw another Lin giant's 'Burning Purple Rose', Andrea raised a smile at him: "Chen Yang, have you tasted Chef Xia's 'Seven-Colored Snow Girl'?"

"Huh?" Chen Yang was stunned, and after two or three seconds, he suddenly woke up, no wonder this name is a little familiar, he has heard and seen it under the overwhelming news reports in recent days, but Chen Yang is even more puzzled, "I know that the "Seven-Colored Snow Girl" is the most popular product of Chef Xia's farm, but what does it have to do with the mulled wine of tonight's Christmas food festival?"

"What, it turns out that you haven't drunk the "Seven-Colored Snow Maiden", then I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it, because the key rainbow key has disappeared into the colorful torrent, and you need to find it yourself and pursue the mystery. ”

Andrea lost her interest for a moment, shook her hand, and sat down in her place.

Belch!

Chen Yang was choked a lot.

What is the relationship between the two?

He was about to go wild, looking at the empty wine glass on the table, his throat couldn't help but roll, and a voice asked: Can you still refill the glass?

Not far away.

Zhu Qing slanted a glance at Chen Yang, who was sitting in a daze, and sighed, "Another one is stupid!"

Dojima Silver and Ichiro Saiba are exchanging tasting experiences.

"Joichiro, you can eat it, it's exactly the same as the food contained in the egg custard that day, making ordinary ingredients shine!"

Caiba Joichiro nodded, his eyes were deep, and while he was talking, he kept looking at the young chef who was continuing to cook mulled wine in the wine shop outside the house, and said slowly: "However, this ordinary ingredient show exists, and it is full of dreamy temperament, which is given by "fantasy", you can also eat it, silver?"

Dojima smiled slightly, and nodded after a while.

"There's a little bit of familiarity. ”

This sentence was said by Dojima Gin, and Alice, who was sitting next to her parents and Senzaemon, was also muttering quietly.

Hearing this, Senzaemon's eyes flashed, and he looked at his granddaughter fixedly: "Alice, can you talk about the familiarity in your heart?"

Alice belonged to the straightforward nature of what she said in her heart, and immediately replied: "Grandpa, haven't you eaten it?" I always feel that it is an ordinary ingredient and a fantasy ingredient, combined into one, and it is truly fused, just like your "Demon King Ramen" recipe, the lecturer used your recipe to cook ramen that night, and what I ate was also this sense of harmony, without a trace of abruptness!"

The speaker speaks quickly, but the listener has the intention.

Nagi Zong Wei secretly took a big breath of cool air beside him, wouldn't it......

Senzaemon said happily: "Then Alice, tell me what fantasy ingredients are in this mulled wine?"

Alice was embarrassed to stick out her tongue, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, I can't eat it!"

Ay!

Senzaemon couldn't deny it on his face, smiling, but he sighed in his heart.

He listened to almost everything in the room, but even veteran chefs like Starr and Andrea only vaguely grasped the missing key, but they didn't know anything about the power of hiding it.

He suddenly thought of half of the poet's poem: moisturizing things silently.

Of course, the first half of the sentence should not be forgotten.

When almost all the guests can't eat the so-called spice structure and spice combination, and think that everything they see and hear is so natural, that is the embodiment of the way of cooking.

Nagi Senzaemon was inexplicably moved, and thought of a sentence from the Tao Te Ching, and couldn't help but chant softly:

"The sound of the big voice, the elephant is invisible......"