Chapter 811: The Bowl with the Whale

"Unscientific!"

Xia Yu was a little angry in his heart, and asked the system for an explanation.

"Please take care to control the temperature of the iron pot!" Morse oil has a low ignition point......"

"How to control the problem, I'm going to grease the pot and fry the spices, I can't skip this step now, the spices are short of grease, and they have to be scorched immediately when they enter the pot, what do you say I can do?!"

Xia Yu once had the urge to give up treatment.

"Mistaken!"

couldn't help but prop his hands on the kitchen counter, buried his head, and with remorse on his face, Xia Yu said secretly: "It's still inexperienced." Thinking that "Morse oil" is my resonant ingredient, I can let me toss and control, aside from other things, it is also a forbidden quality kitchen seasoning supplies, to be respected!"

At the other end of the city, in a quiet villa building, Ye Feizhou, who left the Loulin ship a few days ago, did not return to the northern capital, but settled in the suburbs of Shanghai on the spot and continued to retreat and ponder the Lin-level nirvana.

Backbite!

Quiet room.

Ye Feizhou turned off the TV, and the blackened LCD screen reflected a handsome face that showed a faint mockery, "Play yourself in......"

"Is my opponent such a frivolous hairy boy?"

Looking down at the ancient recipe spread on his lap, for a moment, Ye Feizhou wanted to laugh.

The opponent who is too low has signs of extinguishing Ye Feizhou's competitive spirit.

No matter how strong his cooking skills are, he is just a teenager who is not reliable, and he may have to dig his own grave and bury himself in the halberd duel. Thinking of this, Ye Feizhou shook his head and said to himself: "Am I too loud and loud, and I will study Lin-level nirvana a month in advance...... Is this necessary?"

There was hesitation on his face.

"That's it!"

Ye Feizhou once again focused on the recipe on his lap, "This is my rare opportunity to get in touch with the world of sage cooking, I must feel it carefully, maybe I can open the door that has gradually loosened in advance!"

This uncrowned king, who has the title of "China's Five Shows" among the younger generation in the Chinese world, began to reverie the wonderful scenery of his breakthrough in the Lin realm.

At the hunting scene, the atmosphere is completely different from the quiet study room.

The laughter lasted for half an hour.

"Chef Xia, it's fortunate!" someone shouted in a huff, "There will be no pot for the logistics of the frying pan event!"

There are also fans who are anxious to turn around in the audience, "Hurry up and get to the point, there are only 30 minutes left to cook the deadline, and if you don't submit your cooking works on time, you will be eliminated!"

Guest seats.

Wei An's face was already iron-blue, "What did he think of the sacred hunting stage!" After speaking, he slapped the arm of the chair.

Kong Chun shook his head with a deep disappointment in his eyes.

"I shouldn't have come. ”

Recently, he and his team were busy compiling a new list of state banquet recipes, which coincided with the opening of the Loulin ship and a dragon-level halberd, so he showed up to cheer Yan Qi on. Sitting here to watch this inconsequential external audition right now is just a coincidence, by the way.

Li Han, Tang Yuqiong, Wu Yingying and others also opened their mouths, they looked at Xia Yu's sweating forehead in the picture, and knew that this was not any acting and trickery.

Xia Yu is really in trouble!

It took half an hour to analyze the "Morse oil" in the mysterious space in great detail, and finally remembered that the information of this forbidden oil was ripe, so that it was slow to cut off the connection with the system and return to reality.

However, no matter how you analyze it, it is only on paper, and without the support of actual cooking experience, Xia Yu is somewhat uneasy in her heart.

"It should be fine!"

This time, Xia Yu's head was no longer blank, and the neat and clear cooking process was contained inside.

"It works!"

It's still a hot pot, and the staff has just delivered a new pot.

Seeing him put the pot on the stove shelf again, there was laughter and boos from the crowd below.

On the judging platform, Mu Xiaoyue had already tightly wrung her hands, biting her lower lip, watching Xia Yu repeatedly try to use that kind of strong strange oil, her heart was extremely nervous, but she couldn't help complaining, "Does he know that how many people are paying attention to this audition online and offline?"

Mu Xiaoyue couldn't imagine those online live broadcast platforms, and the barrage rhythm was flying all over the sky.

What "the most dish Sapporo celebrity chef", "Wuxiu wants to hang him up and beat", "reverse cooking food 66666" barrage seems to float in front of you. Mu Xiaoyue had a strong sense of shame when she covered her eyes and didn't dare to look at it.

"You're going to have to fight for yourself—"

Disappointing?

If Xia Yu could hear the shouts of the acquaintances behind her, she would definitely nod her head and give her a response, that would be for sure.

Isn't the reason for the current predicament to be in the "struggle for energy".

I wanted to fight too much and do something big, but I lost my normal heart and almost dug a pit to bury myself in it. Thinking that his body was half cold just now, Xia Yu, who was already sure at this time, secretly laughed, "Next time, you have to be more stable!"

In the end, he is just an ordinary person, and there is always a time when blood rushes to his head on stage.

It's just that the feeling of making a breakthrough on stage is really cool!

Xia Yu clenched his fists, "Let's start!"

In front of him was a well-heated iron pot. Why is it "suitable"? The ultra-tactile flame sense told Xia Yu what the temperature of the outer wall of this pot was and what the temperature of the inner wall was, and the previous fryer was a summary of failures again and again. Listening to the boos in the audience, Xia Yu's eyes froze, really I came to the platform to juggle?

"Tick!"

Grab the oil bottle again, and hang the bottle upside down from the pot.

One drop, two drops, three drops......

is different from the previous situation of frying the pan with a drop, a large puddle of grease was spilled into it, and the pot was not fried or burned, which shows how accurately Xia Yu grasped the ignition point of "Morse oil" after failure.

Quickly grabbed a piece of kitchen paper, and a white shadow flashed.

The original lump of grease was evenly smeared by Xia Yu on the inner wall of the pot with kitchen paper, so the pot suddenly had the greasy feeling of the elder sister's skin.

Then, Xia Yu smiled calmly and took a small step back.

"Poof!"

A wisp of flame burst from the bottom of the pot and quickly expanded, covering the mouth of the pot.

The scene of the fire gradually spreading out and Xia Yu smiling was captured by the camera, and the crowd at the scene or staring at the screen to watch the live broadcast, regardless of whether they had heard the so-called "flame magician" before, after watching this scene, their heads may have to pop out two words-

Magic!

Manipulative Flames!

The most intuitive is the [Burst Flame] Li Han, a contemporary young talent of the Li family, looking at the flames slowly rising from the pot, his eyes straightened in his seat.

His vision is completely different from others.

There are beautiful and transparent shadows in the orange-red, looming.

It was a strange fish, sparkling.

"You—Did you see that?!" Li Han said with a bitter throat.

Zhao Zhen, Tang Yuqiong and Wu Yingying all looked at the other side for a moment, and Tang Yuqiong replied casually, "What are you looking at!

"Fish ......"

Li Han just spit out the word.

Thump!

The sound of something breaking through the water rang out in the room.

In the picture, Xia Yu scooped up the softened instant noodles from the cooking pot, so his left hand naturally held the glass bowl to catch this large ball of instant noodles, and his right hand immediately put down the colander and grabbed the spice bottle that had been placed in front of him early.

The teeth bit off the wooden stopper, so the open bottle was slightly tilted towards the flame of the pot, and the unblocked spice dust suddenly flew out and was swallowed by the flames.

The golden star chips gathered in the flames.

Little by little, it is as if a painter is holding a pen, dipped in golden paint, and gradually depicts the outline of a giant whale on a canvas based on flames.

Such a "painting skill" with a strong sense of déjà vu shocked Wei An and Kong Chun.

"It's done!"

"It's formed, it's formed!"

On the Lou Lin ship on the Yangtze River, Yan Qi saw the golden lines of the giant whale, which were connected from end to end, and finally formed a complete plane pattern, and his voice trembled lightly and let out a cheer.

Xia Qing was stunned.

Scene.

"Whoa-la-"

The wind is blowing, and there is a hint of the cool smell of the ocean in the wind.

There are huge whales that break through the flames and come out.

Roar!

The dull whale cry at the moment of emergence shocked all the young talents on the stage, and they only felt that the stage under their feet was about to collapse.

"Hallucinations?"

"What is this ......?"

Before the whole audience could fry, Xia Yu smiled, raised his left hand to serve the noodle bowl early, and the bowl was buttoned, so the strange whale with a floating head seemed to take the initiative to bump into the bowl and be sucked in.

This picture is frozen.

People were stunned to see the glass bowl in Xia Yu's left hand, this is the bowl with whales!