Xia Qing snapped open the "lid" of the bamboo tube, and there was a corner of rice balls inside, and finally took off the veil like a woman shyly, revealing her true face.

This picture should have been bland.

It's normal to shoot the picture in the lens of the equipment, but the equipment is dead, and you can't smell the breath that gushes out at the moment when the lid is opened, so naturally you can't be pulled into the bizarre food conception by the taste.

The thin piece of bamboo, with a little residual warmth, was placed in the palm of Xia Qing's palm.

Then, he grabbed the bamboo tube and shook a small ceramic bowl lightly, as the rice grains mixed with other ingredients fell from the open opening of the bamboo tube.

Phew-

Everyone in the audience, including Xia Yu and Zhu Qing, was by no means spared, and they all sank.

"Bamboo is so fragrant! What kind of bamboo is this?!"

Xia Yu buried his head, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably, he felt agitated by his old man's generosity, "I thought the bamboo tube was just a special container......

The bamboo fragrance is the thread that attracts people's noses to frantically pursue the taste in the air, so the deeper they fall, the more difficult it is to extricate themselves.

Bang la blah.

The wind blows the bamboo forest, and the branches and leaves sway.

It was just the smell that brought Xia Yu to a deep and quiet bamboo forest.

Not to mention that Xia Yu's mood was agitated, everyone in the judging table was also sucked by a small bowl of rice, and they couldn't take their eyes off.

Dignified!

The old man's expression changed.

hasn't tasted it yet, just in terms of the leaked food artistic conception, Huang He's "Ten Thousand Cranes Leaving the Nest" seems to be less relaxed and tranquil than Xia Qing's deep bamboo forest world......

However, which is stronger and which is weaker, it is better to taste it before we can see it.

Thinking of this, the old man of the Wei family pursed his lips tightly, and the ball of crane blood red rice that had been picked up fell back into the bowl, he did not continue to use this pair of chopsticks, but put it down, picked up another pair of clean bamboo chopsticks, and sent a little bamboo tube rice into his mouth.

"Whew-"

The bamboo forest world that the eye can see, suddenly blowing through the wind, the slender and straight bamboo is swaying in the wind, and the bamboo leaves are falling one after another, forming a verdant wave surging here under the strange power of the wind.

The old man of the Wei family was stunned in the secluded fence of bamboo leaves, listening to a faint and beautiful melody in the wind.

Ding Ding Ding!

There is a beautiful woman stroking the harp in the depths of the secluded fence.

Attracted by the sound of the piano, the old man of the Wei family couldn't help but take a step, walking barefoot through the clear stream, disturbing several wild beasts in the bamboo forest, the pheasant fluttered its wings and flew away, and the colorful tail feathers were very conspicuous in the green forest.

Boom.

Something soft hit his leg, and the old man of the Wei clan looked down to find the fat and gray hare staring at him with wide eyes.

I don't know when I stopped.

In reality, the chopsticks of the old man of the Wei family rise and fall more and more, one bite after another.

"It's game rice!"

Yan Qi chewed and said, his facial reaction was very exciting, "I ate rabbit meat and pheasant...... Obviously, the meat with granules is not vegetarian, why is the artistic conception of the bamboo forest so pure?!"

"The fragrance of bamboo penetrating into the rice with a bamboo tube alone is not enough to suppress the meat of these game, right?" Yan Qi muttered.

"It's a bamboo shoot!"

The old man of Lan's praised: "Moreover, it is a fresh bamboo shoot, fresh and fragrant, originally the bamboo shoot with game meat fried and fried, it is appetizing and delicious, and now, bamboo shoots, glutinous rice, japonica rice, in the bamboo tube is calcined by the flame, truly forming a fragrant and interesting food work!"

"The fire attainment is not inferior to any veteran dragon chef!" the old man of the Li family opened his eyes, and the turbidity disappeared a little.

He was Li Han's grandfather, and his flame cooking skills had reached the realm, and no one here was more authoritative than him.

The four judges spoke one after another, and they were quietly tasting the leaders of the Chinese world in the center.

Soon, the commotion in the auditorium subsided, and the four judges also stopped talking.

Including Huang He, he wanted to serve the food first, but Xia Qing took the lead, and this Dragon Venerable's face was ugly.

When the four judges gave praise, Huang He's mood gradually sank.

Just wait for the faucet to taste the reaction.

After a while, the faucet slowly ate a bowl of bamboo rice, and there were no particles left in the small bowl.

"Bell, bell......"

It's not a bell, but the dragon head grabs an uncovered bamboo tube and uses the pair of bamboo chopsticks in his hand to gently knock it.

"Huh?"

A puzzled gaze.

Xia Yu also stared at the faucet that knocked on the bamboo tube with his eyes closed, full of confusion.

Half a day.

The percussion sound disappeared because one of the bamboo chopsticks was broken.

The dragon head slowly opened his eyes, looked at the chopsticks in his hand, and sighed with satisfaction and regret: "Okay!"

After speaking, he glanced lightly at the bowl of crane blood rice grains that Huang He had served him before, shook his head, dropped the broken chopsticks and left.

Until the old man's burly back disappeared completely, the audience exploded.

"The faucet is finished, and there are no particles left!"

"This Xia Qing, is it really a new dragon chef? Venerable Huang didn't say that ten years ago, he was able to reach the end of the Lin Road and went overseas to break through to the dragon ......?"

There are about 2,000 people here, which can be regarded as the group with the highest appreciation in the Chinese world, and they whispered in horror.

The departure of the chief judge means that the halberd is over.

No one dares to question the quality of the faucet.

Moreover, the dragon head itself is the person in charge of Bai Yulou, and really speaking, Huang He is the cadre under his command, and there is no reason for the public and private dragon heads to be partial at all.

The yellow crane froze.

The remaining four people at the judging table probably did not expect the faucet to leave the table suddenly, and they were petrified.

……

The midnight halberd on the Lou Lin ship came to an abrupt end.

The faucet did not really announce who the winner was, so no matter how shocked the audience was, no matter how much they discussed, it could only end in a hurry.

Half an hour later.

Knock knock!

Xia Yu knocked on the door of Yan Qi's "Cloud Mist".

"Come in—"

With permission, Xia Yu couldn't wait to push the door in, "Wow!"

Really.

The old man Xia Qing sat opposite Yan Qi and tasted tea behind a tea table indoors.

"Brother Yan, you asked me to bring some bamboo rice, is it ......" Xia Qing's inquiring words were interrupted by the young man who rushed in.

One old and one young, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"You kid!"

Xia Qing blew his beard and looked very unstable and shouted, "How did you get mixed up on the boat?"

"Mix?"

Xia Yu smiled and pointed at Yan Qi throwing the pot out, "It was Mr. Yan who took me on the boat, above board, old man, you don't use the right words!"

He was very familiar with himself, and he also sat at the tea table.

"This is the bamboo rice you just presented in the halberd duel, old man?"

As soon as he sat down, Xia Yu's eyes were firmly fixed on the bamboo tube on the table.

The [ultra-tactile] flame senses gave him a definite message: the food in the bamboo tube was still very hot.

Xia Qing nodded, seeing that Yan Qi secretly gave him a look, the old man was stunned for a moment, and probably knew what Yan Qi meant when he asked him to leave such a bamboo tube rice, which was to let him teach his grandson with his work.

Hey.

Golden opportunity.

I haven't seen my grandson for nearly a year, and after Xia Qing was surprised, he was more interested, and said coolly: "You taste it first, and then tell me what you ate." ”

"Okay—"

Xia Yu replied loudly, his eyes were excited, and he opened the bamboo cover with a click.

I have been immune to the smell before, and this time I was not dragged into the artistic conception of the food by the smell that poured out, Xia Yu held the chopsticks, and did not pour out the rice grains, so he put the chopsticks under the open mouth of the bamboo tube.

Eat into your mouth and chew.

"No wonder the dragon head responded like that!" The excitement in Xia Yu's eyes was replaced by a thick shock.

Wow!

A snow-white silk cloth was spread out in front of him.

Sprinkle the juice for the bamboo.

Rabbit meat and pheasant meat, on the canvas on a white background, turn into a fresh animal with charm and charm.

In the depths of the windswept grate, there is a woman on the grass house piano platform, quietly stroking the piano.

It seems to be played to the sad and heartbroken place, the woman gave Xia Yu the beautiful side cheeks, and suddenly crystal tears slipped down, and the tears snapped and fell on the surface of the bamboo in the corner of the piano platform.

tears, formed brown spots.

Is it Xiangfei bamboo?

The sudden feeling of being soaked in coldness, as if a tear fell on the deepest part of the heart, Xia Yu trembled, and he hadn't been moved by such a unique cooking work for a long time, "Oh my God!"

"A painting, a delicate picture of food!"

The shock is indescribable.