The annual talent hunt in the Chinese world is coming to an end, and the whole country has set off an overwhelming pre-game quarrel.

Some people support Ye Feizhou to win the championship for a second time.

Some people hope that the rookies will stand up and pull down a few of the "China Five Shows" and update them.

Of course.

The discussion about whether the 'Young Demon King' can kill the king has not stopped since the day this name gradually spread, and the following days have undoubtedly become the focus of attention of the entire Chinese community.

Ye Feizhou disappeared early, and according to an enthusiastic whistleblower in Bai Yulou who did not want to be named, he went to retreat.

Xia Yu also moved from Zhao's winery to the Tang family's mansion, and a large number of media people were blocked by the Tang family, unable to meet Xia Yu himself and ask him about the goal of the final battle and his opinion on the fierce enemy.

Anyway, after living in the Tang Clan's mansion, isolated from the outside world, Xia Yu basically lived a life of waking up and waking up.

Wrong.

To be precise, lie down when you are tired, sleep on the bed in the bedroom, bask in the warm winter sun on the table in the courtyard, or run to the chair in the pavilion and pavilion, do not take off your shoes, and squint your head and hands for a while, and live a really comfortable life.

The day before the game.

"Arjun, go and call Chef Xia. ”

Mrs. Tang said to her granddaughter.

Tang Yuqiong was called out of the kitchen by her subordinates, she was confused, and she was even more confused when she heard the old lady's instructions, "Grandma, what are you calling that guy for?" ”

"I hear you say every day that he is conceiving recipes, and in two days it will be the day of the hunting battle, and my old woman will ask him a few words, is it okay?"

So, after a while, Tang Yuqiong brought Xia Yu here.

This is the second time Xia Yu has seen her since she met Mrs. Xia in the Longmen Pavilion that day.

The old lady was in good spirits, on the rocking chair in the yard, basking in the sun, seeing that Xia Yu was very kind, she took his hand and let him sit on the small stool next to him, and said: "It's good to be young, but you also need to pay more attention to your body." ”

Xia Yu can only be.

What made him feel a little embarrassed was that the old lady was always holding his hand, and while he was talking, his withered palm was still patting the back of his hand, "Actually, you don't have to be nervous, Ye Feizhou is a strong enemy, you and him must have a winner, but who said that the loser must fall into the abyss and never recover? This is a game, not a life-and-death halberd, and the loser can also lie down and taste the courage!"

"Ahem, ahem......"

Coughing violently.

Xia Yu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it.

What kind of thing is this, the old lady will be completely wrong about his dark circles.

He opened his mouth to look at Mrs. Donald's charitable eyes, and swallowed back all the words of explanation.

The elders are also kind, so you can say whatever you like.

"Cough? It seems that I really stayed up late and was angry. The old lady asked Tang Yuqiong to make tea, and soon, there was an extra low table in the yard, the saucer was placed on it, and the purple clay pot was steaming.

"Here, this is my treasure—"

The old lady personally poured Xia Yu a cup of hot tea and handed it over with a smile.

Xia Yu held the cup with both hands, and did not disobey the old lady, lowered his head and took a sip, his eyes lit up suddenly.

"Huh!"

The tea is very light and bland, with a hint of bamboo leaves.

When you drink it, your mouth and tongue are moistened by tea, like cool rain, and there is no fire or heat.

"Whoa-la-"

I vaguely heard the sound of rain hitting plantains in the middle of the night, and a heart, like a traveler on a late-night bed, suddenly settled down.

This is a clear mind and a more peaceful state of mind.

"What kind of tea is this?" Xia Yu suddenly looked up and asked.

"My grandmother's homemade bamboo leaf tea-" Tang Yuqiong said with a smile, "The bamboo leaves are picked from the bamboo forest in the back house, and the production method is very simple, but I always feel that the taste is too light, I don't like it!"

"Bamboo leaf tea?"

Hearing this, Xia Yu's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously spit out a medicinal herb name: "...... Light bamboo leaves?"

In an instant, my head was full of written materials about 'light bamboo leaves'.

Sweet in taste and cold in nature.

Clear the heart and fire, and go to the heat.

The tea water went down to the stomach, and he let out a sigh gently, and his mouth was full of the fragrant fragrance of bamboo leaves, "Is this gas upwelling?"

His eyes were filled with joy.

"By the way, I remember that there is a prescription for the medicinal herbs used, such as tempeh, mint, bitter bellflower, and light bamboo leaves, which can be shared from pharmacologically......

I was a little carried away in the excitement, and I couldn't help but reach out and dip the hot tea in the teacup, use my fingers as a pen, and draw a big circle on the coffee table while talking to myself:

"I added light bamboo leaves and bitter bellflowers, and the recipe had 2 more ingredients, so there were 10 kinds in total - tempeh, garlic, green onions, perilla, almonds, mint, burdock seeds, mountain gardenia and light bamboo leaves, and bitter bellflower. ”

"Tempeh, cold attributes. ”

"Burdock, cold. ”

"Mountain gardenia, cold. ”

"Light bamboo leaves, cold. ”

Carefully count the properties of the materials used, either cold or gentle, without a trace of fire.

Seeing Xia Yushen chattering, Tang Yuqiong wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mrs. Tang holding her hand in time.

"Shh

Mrs. Tang fixed her eyes on Xia Yu on the tea table, and gradually drew a round wheel Tai Chi pattern, one yin and one yang, like two carps entangled with each other, one black and one white.

Bite.

Sudden system prompts.

"Congratulations to the host for repairing the Fan's Ancient Recipe, and the reward has been distributed to the backpack. ”

"There's a new quest - "The Shape of a Fish". ”

Xia Yu sat with his legs bent, and only after the water on the tea table had evaporated and dried up and the pattern had completely disappeared did he go to check his backpack.

The golden light is blind.

The "Shiny Silk Foot Fish" ingredients stored on the body, and the number superimposed on the inventory, jumped from the original "1" to "5", and actually harvested a full four!

Let's look at the new tasks promulgated by the system.

“…… Please use Fan's ancient recipe to cook the "Sparkling Silk Foot Fish", and if you complete 60% of it, you will be considered qualified, and the reward will depend on the completion level, with a minimum reward of 10 talent points. ”

10 Talent Points!

Xia Yu's eyes immediately turned red.

This is special.,The first task to explicitly give talent points after returning to China.,It's finally here!

I felt the urge to burst into tears.

"The progress of the [Chef's Heart] Golden Frame is 94/100, it should be full this time!" Xia Yu was excited in his heart.

But here's the problem.

How to cook "Shiny Silkfoot Fish" with Fan's ancient recipe?

You must know that the "Twinkle Silk-footed Fish" is only in terms of quality, and it is not inferior to the gem meat and five-headed bird eggs that Xia Yu has mastered in the past.

"Do you want to use Fan's ancient recipe on the rooftop, the time is a little tight, but I always feel that there is a lack of fun in using the old recipes of the past, and I am not targeting Ye Feizhou...... Well, this 'Young Demon King' is in a good fight, and I have to do something big!"

As a result, the idea of doing great things took root in Xia Yu's mind.

I don't know, Wei An, Wei Qinglian and even Ye Feizhou himself, at this moment, if they know what kind of mood Xia Yu is in to face the decisive battle of hunting, will they cry angrily.

He never thought it was a decisive battle.

At least for Xia Yu, the stage for hunting is just an exhibition hall for new recipes and new dishes.

After all, cooking food is such a thing, which cannot be without the taste and recognition of diners, and who knows if the things made are unpopular if they are a dead house chef behind closed doors.

Two days passed, and in Xia Yu's more focused food cooking attempts, they passed quietly.

The battle of Tianwang Mountain is coming.