Hey!

Xia Yu looked at the plate that Ye Feizhou handed into the door.

To be honest, he was really curious about Ye Feizhou's cuisine.

Cooking is not a work of art such as poetry and painting, it depends on eating to taste a chef's style and concept.

To put it simply, it is to eat 'kitchen heart' and eat 'food righteousness'.

No matter how delicate the packaging of the food is, no matter how tall it is, the inner authenticity must be the most sincere thing for the chef.

"Is this guy really the same as he looks?" Xia Yu fixed his eyes on Ye Feizhou, who was still gentle and elegant in front of him even if he failed miserably, and couldn't help but speculate, "I don't believe that he is such a gentleman!"

"Uh-huh, even if you are a gentleman, you have such a mood of anger and resentment, right?"

With the idea of seeing Ye Feizhou, Xia Yu picked up the chopsticks on the dinner plate.

Ye Feizhou obviously had special preparations.

On the plate, there is a small phoenix, at least compared to the phoenix that spread its wings and soared on the stage before, the size of the phoenix on the small plate in front of him has been reduced geometrically, slightly larger than a palm.

Under the chopsticks, like peeling off a cocoon, on the body of a small phoenix, pull out a few bean sprouts that have been pulled out and wrapped in sugar, and send them into the mouth to chew carefully.

"This taste is ......"

Slight discoloration.

Xia Yu was shocked: "It's so strange, I was skeptical before, whether the sweet and greasy taste of the sugar in the bean sprouts will destroy the freshness of the bean sprouts themselves, and then impact the elegant flavor of the whole dish, but according to the actual taste, this suspicion is superfluous!"

"It doesn't smell like anything!"

Yes.

The sweetness seems to be gone.

"How come, 'pulling silk' is the technique of Qilu cuisine beets!"

The chopsticks rose and fell again, picked up a few bunches of bean sprouts, and bit their mouths wantonly, the more Xia Yu ate, the more obvious the weirdness on his face became.

The small phoenix quickly turned into food in his belly.

Putting down the chopsticks, Xia Yu stared at Ye Feizhou waiting outside the door, "...... the natural sweetness carried by the "silk drawing" technique has been erased by you?"

Ye Feizhou shook his head, "It's not to erase it, but I 'restricted' it." ”

He is more pronounced on the word "restrict".

Xia Yu understood his prompt, and there seemed to be lightning in his head!

When I think of tasting, the phoenix dancing in the field of vision, it is strange that this phoenix is always like leaving, obviously dancing, so beautiful that it is not like words, like a peerless beauty shy and undressing to attract the salty pig hand to touch, but the beauty just pursed her lips and chuckled, and she floated away.

Could it be that this is Ye Feizhou's righteousness?

Uh, in my heart.

Xia Yu rubbed his chin and muttered: "This kind of food righteousness is not so much 'restriction', but rather abiding by one's duty and keeping etiquette, and the name is 'etiquette' is very appropriate!"

Hearing this, Ye Feizhou was as happy as if he had met an old acquaintance in a foreign country.

"Yes, yes, it's a "courtesy"!"

He said, "The taste of sugar brought about by the drawing technique is not erased by me, but because the gift is hidden at the bottom of the dish, it is invisible and obscure." ”

Xia Yu listened to it and praised secretly, this is a gentleman.

Courtesy!

Monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons.

In Ye Feizhou's dishes, 'etiquette' is so prominent. His improved version of the Phoenix Crystal has two more ingredients, sugar and water, but the 'Ruyi Dish' with the beginning and tail removed, in the dishes, is still the king who mainly creates elegant flavors.

Sugar and water are just the ingredients to set off Mingjun.

Therefore, the shadow of the phoenix in Xia Yu's mind is so lifelike, and every feather on his body transformed from 'Ruyi Cai' is not only gorgeous, but also seems to be bubbling with divine golden light.

"Awesome!"

Thumbs up.

"Where, where ......," Ye Feizhou said busily.

"Your dishes are also amazing!"

Ye Feizhou plucked up his courage and said, "Your name, do you have a name for your dishes?"

"Name?"

Xia Yu's eyes flashed and said, "Let's call it "Big Fish"!"

"Big Fish?"

The memory of the Kunzhi that existed in the tongue was generally revived, and the snort produced an unfamiliar current, from the tip of the tongue to the head, affecting Ye Feizhou, his expression was angry and sad for a second, but then this emotion was suppressed by him. The shock in Ye Feizhou's heart can be imagined, "It, is it still there?"

"That's right!" Xia Yu suddenly smiled and said, "I'm very curious about the way you massaged bean sprouts before, that is the 'Hand of God'?"

"The Hand of God?"

Ye Feizhou was stunned for a moment, and barely understood that Xia Yu was talking about the cooking skills that Huang He taught him.

He sighed and replied: "This name is quite apt, when one of my teachers taught me cooking skills, he once said, don't underestimate your palms, the 'touch' of your hands is even more reliable than what your nose smells and your eyes see, in short, it is to rely on the intuitive senses of touching with both hands to control and process ......."

"For example?" Xia Yu tilted his head.

"Hmmm......"

Ye Feizhou groaned slightly, and then showed a refreshing smile, "You follow me to the kitchen, I can teach you some fur, and the higher I need to get the permission of the master." ”

"Also. ”

He paused and looked at Xia Yu with an interested look on his face, "I'm also very curious about the recipe of your medicinal diet, oh, don't get me wrong, it's not for you to give me the recipe directly, I just want to learn the combination of medicinal diet and the framework of Tai Chi Yuan, and more importantly, the harmony!"

Saying that, Ye Feizhou changed his elegance, and his eyes suddenly became fiery and aggressive.

This little look made Xia Yu secretly happy.

After going around for a long time, it turned out that he just wanted to learn fish-shaped Tai Chi Yuan, Ye Feizhou was still too restrained and too polite, at this time, he just shouted - coach, I also want to learn to draw.

In this way, Xia Yu definitely nodded: "Come, I'll teach you to draw!"

In any case, what the audience and guests didn't know was that the two talented people who had just stepped down from the stage actually went into the kitchen and closed the door, and the exchange was hot.

……

The throne of the king, the sixth chair of the king, was vacant.

Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou did not return, but this did not affect the normal progress of the final battle of the hunting general, or from a certain point of view, Xia Yu did not show up again after stepping down, and the players on the stage breathed a sigh of relief, and the shadow in their hearts dispersed and became ready to move.

"I'm going to challenge No. 10 Yuan Yun!"

After three rounds of auditions, a soy sauce boy with the number 20 at the bottom of the total score handed over the second battle letter of the game.

"Humph!"

Yuan Yun, who was named and kicked out of the hall, crooked his nose angrily, "You, who are at the bottom, dare to directly write a war letter to me who is the 10th in rank?

Seeing the god in his mind, he didn't return for a long time, and he was extremely disappointed in his heart, and Yuan Yun was completely blown up now.

The 20th and 10th left their seats and went to a group of battle tables to prepare.

In the waiting area, there are 18 players left, you look at me, I look at you, there is a fierce light in each other's eyes.

Of course.

There are also people who directly set their eyes on the main area, where the lights are falling and the stars are shining, although Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou are missing, but Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and others are also first-class rookie chefs in the Chinese industry.

"Who's the challenge?"

Chen Yang glanced at the four champions present, frowning slightly.

"Just him!"

In the end, Chen Yang locked Zhao Zhen, who was the fourth seat of the "China Five Shows".

His decision was supported by the intelligence of his mother Lin Qingfeng.

In the five shows, Ye Feizhou is the successor cultivated by Bai Yulou, the disciple of the Heavenly King, it is not too much to call him the prince, followed by Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and other famous descendants.

Relatively speaking, the Zhao family behind Zhao Zhen is just a small gate valve in Chang'an, Qinchuan, and has only emerged in the past ten years.

Moreover, in terms of cooking skills, Zhao is really flawed!

Chen Yang's eyes flickered, and he was about to stand up from his chair, but unexpectedly, a gaze full of majesty was projected.

It's the dragon head that stands tall in the sky.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant, and Chen Yang said in his heart: "He has noticed me a long time ago and knows who I am?"

Then there was a series of sneers in his heart.

"But I, when I returned to China this time, I didn't think about it bland—"

Swish.

Withstanding the pressure, Chen Yang stood up straight, and said loudly under the surprised gaze of everyone: "I, give a war letter to Zhao Zhen in the fourth seat!"

As he spoke, Chen Yang could detect that gaze rapidly shrinking back, and the hill pressed down above his head suddenly disappeared, he secretly gasped, but clenched his fists tightly, "What the hell is that old guy thinking?!"

Meanwhile.

In a private room for guests, Lin Qingfeng looked at his son on stage with a hint of concern.

It just so happened that Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou ended the exchange and left the kitchen, just as the battle between Chen Yang and Zhao Zhen reached a white-hot stage.