The road of cooking is indeed like sailing against the current. The old man Xia Qing told a big truth, but he rarely went back to Shudi, whether he came back specifically to check his grandson's cooking skills, he himself knew best.

At this time.

In the practice kitchen in the backyard downstairs, Xia Yu had no idea about the situation outside, and was still focused on "cultivation".

He turned his back to the door and window, squatted down, and added new charcoal to the pile of charcoal in front of him, of course, the 'Morse oil', which has the metaphor of the explosive flame casting material, is indispensable in the structure of his new recipe.

There was a crack at the door, and the voice was very soft, and the focused Xia Yu didn't notice the movement, and several faces approached the gap.

Just then, Xia Yu shook the glass, and a lump of golden grease fell into the charcoal pile, and in an instant, the flame was flourishing, and the whole room was immediately illuminated like a furnace world.

"Huh?"

A few pairs of eyes that were secretly observing, slightly condensed.

Xia Yu turned to the footsteps of the workbench and paused, perhaps sensing the breath of the doors and windows outside, but he just shook his head and didn't scold. These days, the number of secret observations by everyone in the Yuanyue team is less, they are all their own people, and he doesn't care.

Picking up the hollow iron ball that was split in half on the tabletop, Xia Yu wiped it clean repeatedly with a rag, until the inside was slightly reflective, and then held chopsticks from the plate, picked up several pieces of meat, and stuffed them into the inner cavity of the iron ball.

"Isn't this iron ball a kitchenware?" Outside the door and window, a few faces close to the gap were full of doubts.

Although the old man Xia Qing was born in poverty, he has accumulated so many years and his knowledge is extraordinary. Yan Qi, the leader of the Dark Realm, moved his gaze from the iron ball to the slices of meat in the inner cavity, and then looked at the charcoal pile with flames rising from the ground, and suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity, "...... This iron ball, and the chains, seem like an essential tool in an ancient cookbook. ”

Yan Qi almost shouted the name of the recipe for "Kaihua Guoba".

Click!

An iron ball was buckled, and in this way, Xia Yu got several hollow black iron balls stuffed with slices of meat.

Soon, the sound of crisp chains resounded.

Seeing Xia Yu holding a large bundle of chains in his hand, the iron balls were suspended in the air, colliding with each other, and the bells rattled, Xia Qing and Yan Qi looked at each other.

"I'll just say—"

I came according to the sound of Ji for a long time, but in the slightly periphery, I also heard the sound of the house, "No wonder these days, from morning to night, every time I pass by the yard, I can hear the noise of bells." ”

He may be the most unethical person in the Far Moon team, Xia Yu is in retreat, Zhu Qing, Maki and Erina are almost closely following and know Xia Yu's progress, and Miyoko, Sister Tamagawa and Sister Kobayashi Gentian also probably know that these movements are caused by Xia Yu, but they don't know the general structure of the recipe.

The flames are blazing, making the interior of the house look like the inside of a gossip furnace.

Xia Yu is like a great sage locked in the gossip furnace by Taishang Laojun, as if he has supernatural powers, and he is not afraid of flames.

In just a few minutes, several large iron balls that were constantly swinging in the sea of flames had gradually burned red from the black metal shape at the beginning, and the temperature increased sharply, turning to orange-red.

This is a kind of "temperature" that ordinary people cannot understand and cannot control. There is no doubt that if someone tries to take a piece of red-hot iron, roast beef and pork, and prepare for a teppanyaki feast, the piece of meat will inevitably emit scorched smoke when it is applied to the red-hot iron, and then turn into a black, dry lump of wood.

"It's like using a 'red pot' to stir-fry pork belly. Yan Qi said in a low voice.

"Since he has been able to stir-fry pork belly in a red pot for a long time, it is not a problem to use red-hot iron balls and secretly stew meat slices after a year. Xia Qing said coolly, untouched by the flame interpretation of his grandson in the house.

Suddenly, Xia Yu stopped.

The flames stopped spitting, and there was silence in the house.

Seeing Xia Yu turn his head and take a big crockpot, holding it in his arms, holding the iron spoon at the same time, I don't know how he got it, using the iron spoon handle to a certain mechanism that burns the red iron ball, gently tapping, only to hear a click, the iron ball cracked a small gap, Xia Yu took the spoon and poured water into the iron ball, and an iron ball was about two spoonfuls of sauce.

Whoosh.

The sauce was poured on the meat slices inside the iron ball, but it caught fire in an instant, Xia Yu moved quickly, the process was only a few seconds, and the flames that had just come out were isolated by the sealed iron ball.

"Hum—"

The air reverberated with the swinging iron ball.

Very suddenly, a trace of aroma poured towards the doors and windows, and everyone who was secretly observing was suddenly seduced by the extreme taste of the cooking, and their faces were full of blank expressions.

The sound of "clang" woke everyone up.

It may have only been a dozen or twenty seconds, or it may have been a few minutes, but by the time everyone came back to their senses, the iron balls in the room had all been opened, and a pile of barbecue slices was spread on the plates, piled up into a small hill, and it was steaming.

Xia Qing and Yan Qi glanced at each other, and at the same time stretched out their hands to push the door.

Hearing the footsteps, Xia Yu didn't raise his head, just crossed his arms and stared at the barbecue on the plate, his eyebrows frowning slightly. He is still not satisfied with the plate cooking works.

"Shhh

Someone stole it, reached over and grabbed a piece of steaming meat directly, but as soon as his fingers were clamped, there was a high temperature that almost scalded the skin. The old man Xia Qing's face twitched, he endured the high temperature, opened his mouth and bit the meat slices, and now his teeth were fighting, and his originally serious and serious face was terrified.

Burst.

The clothes exploded, and it was the top.

Another voice said, "It's the essence of the explosion again, it's so exciting!"

Xia Yu finally realized that something was wrong, this voice was obviously an old man, not a delicate beautiful girl. He turned his head to look at Yan Qi in astonishment, the dark realm leader's eyes seemed to be still the picture of the red iron ball spinning rapidly, and said, "It seems to be a rough and rough fierce fire, but it can't be more gentle and delicate inside. The small fire is hidden in the big explosion, and the flames on the surface are the explosion of compression essence simmer - this is the consummation of the explosion!"

Yan Qi was amazed by Xia Yu's explosive skills.

After all, this cooking skill comes from the dark culinary world, and he will too, but in terms of realm and attainment, he is still a distance away from Xia Yu. Anyway, Yan Qi, who has learned the cooking skills of the dark realm, is not specialized in fire, so it is not difficult to understand that he is a little weak in this regard.

Xia Qing's throat gurgled and squirmed, swallowed the meat, and said with hot sweat on his forehead: "This is seven mature beef grains-"

There are slices of meat on the plate, ranging in size and shape, and there are also meat grains, and they are 'snowflake beef beef grains' cut by Xia Yu Jingjing, if they are not grilled, the beef grains are distributed with very beautiful white snowflake textures, and after they are roughly cooked, although the white texture of the meat grains is gone, these textures will become hot and thick butter beef juice in Xia Qing's mouth.

"Seven ripe?"

Hearing this, there was an exclamation. Yuanyue everyone also poured in, swallowing saliva one by one, staring at the barbecue work on the table.