Not only did Wu Yujun have a question mark in his brain, but Situ Yu, Si Chen, several judges and the vast majority of people on the scene had question marks, they didn't understand, there was only 15 minutes of competition time, and you just closed your eyes and recuperated for almost 5 minutes, how can this competition be compared?

Even if it starts right now, Mo Fei still has to deal with pork belly and a bunch of ingredients, and the remaining time is probably not enough, and you are not in a hurry. And Zhang Yunpeng, who challenges you, has already cut the bamboo shoots and bacon, prepared all kinds of seasonings, and the oil in the pot is also hot, just waiting for the pot.

No matter how good your cooking skills are, if you can't finish it within the effective time, it's still a white tower. Yu Xiaoyu didn't come because she was unwell, if she came, I'm afraid she would have to go on stage and yell at her.

Even Yan Cuishan, who has always been steady, couldn't sit still this time, clenched his fists and secretly shouted: "Mo Fei, what are you doing?!"

Mo Fei, who was remembered by everyone, had entered the Dream Kitchen Space for 5 hours with his divine sense, and he had made no less than 15 times of returning to the pot here. Although there is progress every time, it always fails to meet the requirements of the system.

It's only 15 times, and compared with the accumulation of cripple Chen's adulthood, it's still far, far away. Even with the best practices provided by the system, that huge gap cannot be easily bridged without sufficient accumulation and honing.

According to the system, compared with the cripple Chen, this kind of meat is like a beggar meeting the prince. If the judges eat it, they are afraid that they will vomit it on the spot.

Murphy knew that the system was exaggerating, but he wanted to take the opportunity to hurt himself. But no matter what, he definitely didn't do as well as the cripple Chen. Moreover, if it is at such a level, it may not be certain that it will be better than Zhang Yunpeng. After all, in terms of a single round of real cooking, Murphy is not superb.

"System, I spent 100,000 yuan in consultation fees, and I made the meat back to the pot according to the method you provided, why did you start to shake the pot? No, I want to return the money!"

"It's impossible to return the money if you want to, and it's impossible to return anyone's money!" The system had a scoundrel's face, and the money went into its pocket, like a pebble thrown into the sea, and the shadow was gone.

"Your talent is limited, you can't comprehend advanced cooking skills, what's the matter with me!"

"Or do you think about it again, did you make a mistake?" asked Murphy.

"Rest assured, you can't go wrong. But-" The system deliberately lengthened the sound, apparently with the following.

"But what?" asked Murphy.

There is nothing wrong with that, but there are a few words that accompany it. If you understand those few words, you won't be able to cook any home-cooked food. ”

I see!

Mo Fei knew that this was the system hiding it, and he came out to blackmail himself at a critical time. But he can't help it, who makes himself subject to the system.

"You just make an offer. Mo Fei said hatefully, he had already greeted the three generations of the ancestors of the system in his heart, and he also peeled off the system with three layers of skin.

"Hehe, I don't have skin. "The system is quite hateful.

"It's not much, just 100,000. ”

Murphy let the system take another 100,000 yuan. Although he is distressed about money, he must pay this tuition, which is the price of his own growth. Regarding the system's request for money, he also asked the system what he wanted money for and where it was spent. But the system was tight-lipped about him.

As soon as the system got the money, Murphy really had one more sentence in his mind:

"Learn to feel the emotions of the ingredients. ”

Counting the punctuation, there are only ten words, which is 10,000 yuan per word.

But what is this talking about? The mood of the ingredients? Does the ingredients have emotions too? So why is it not refined?

Besides, didn't it say that there were a few sentences? How did it become a sentence?

After receiving Mo Fei's complaint, the system quickly spoke: "Host, this is the gap between you and the star chef. In the eyes of star chefs, all things are one, and people are not more noble than ingredients. In some places, you're just a piece of people's food......"

Murphy thought of those terrible adventures in the secret realm, and it was true, and if he was not careful, he became someone's dish.

"As a chef, you have to learn to feel everything. Although we are different from all things, once we reach the microcosm, you will find that we are all one, and there is no difference......"

"Each ingredient has its own characteristics, just as human beings have different temperaments. If you try to put yourself in the position of the ingredient, listen to its pulse, feel its emotions, call it with your heart, know it, understand it, grasp it, you will have a deeper understanding of the ingredient, and you will cook the delicious ...... you want."

"For example, if you want to make pork belly, think of yourself as a piece of pork belly, imagine yourself jumping into hot water, being split by a sharp blade, going into a pan and stir-frying, dancing with the ingredients, and then exuding your maximum energy to bring out the best in yourself...... Only such pork belly can live up to people's expectations! Only such a chef can be worthy of the dedication of the ingredients!"

Mo Fei was silent, but his heart set off thousands of waves. The system's words directly collapsed his original worldview and shattered into ruins.

Since he had the system, he thought that as long as there were good ingredients, according to the practices provided by the system, a perfect copy would be fine. He has always done the same, and he has gained a certain amount of popularity. Otherwise, the Cuding Club would not have come to this fringe of gastronomy.

But now after listening to the system's words, he realized that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well, thinking that the inside of the well was the whole world, but he didn't expect that the world outside the well was so vast and vast!

There is always an end to the simple pursuit of cooking, just like operating on the tentacles of a snail, what magnificent buildings can be built?

To put it simply: cooking is just a trail, mastering the way is the right way!

If there is no control of the kitchen, cooking is equivalent to a blind man touching an elephant and a leopard in a tube, and he will never be able to climb the highest peak of this food world.

can understand this truth, the 100,000 yuan is too worth it!

At this time, Mo Fei suddenly thought of the egg fried rice that Situ Yu fried last night, ordinary ingredients, daily methods, but the taste was different, so delicious that he wanted to bite off his tongue. He couldn't figure out how Situ Yu did it. Now that he listened to the system, he finally understood a little.

The systematic explanation is that the "qi" in the body should be connected to the outside world and communicate with heaven and earth. Only after connecting with everything can we try to find the pulse of the ingredients.

Since the system formulated an exercise plan for him, he has persevered every day, and he can already feel the "qi" in his body flowing endlessly, and he can also perceive that the outside world is more colorful, but he can't connect the "qi" in his body with the world outside the body, as if there is an extra layer of tough membrane in the body and outside the body.

This may be an obstacle that prevents him from further experiencing all things, and with this layer of separation, there are two worlds.

It is necessary to break through this layer of diaphragm in order to achieve what the system calls "feeling everything and feeling the emotions of the ingredients"!

Thinking of this, Mo Fei sat down cross-legged, he wanted to control the "qi" in his body, hit the diaphragm, release the "qi" in his body, and truly realize the connection with everything.

Mo Fei concentrates his mind and wants to use his divine sense to guide the "qi" wandering in his body. I didn't know if I tried it, but after trying it, I found that the "qi" was not under his control at all: it was running around, like a loach in the water, very slippery. He tried to grab a wisp, but in a blink of an eye it slipped away again. I tried several times, but it ended in failure.

But Murphy was not discouraged, he slowed his breathing, and quietly approached the most marginal trace of "qi". The trace of "qi" was extremely weak, stripped by the large stream of air, and wandered around the edge. After approaching, Murphy took advantage of its inattention, surrounded it with his divine sense, and controlled it in one fell swoop.

This "qi" was subdued! Murphy tried to run it, and under the control of his divine sense, it moved in the direction that Murphy had specified.

It worked!

Mo Fei suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, concocted it in the same way, and tried to capture a trace of free "qi......

As the minutes passed, the "qi" he captured became more and more. These subtle "qi" are combined into a wisp of "qi". Of course, compared to the large "air current" rushing in the body, this "qi" is still insignificant, and it is even possible that it will be wrapped up in the large air flow again and get out of Mo Fei's control.

Murphy carefully avoided the large stream of air, and continued to devour the small wisps of air that had been thrown out......

As an hour passed, a wisp of "air" controlled by Mo Fei became a small "air flow" of considerable scale, and another hour passed, and the small "air flow" controlled by Mo Fei grew stronger and stronger, competing with the air flow that had been running on its own before.

It's time for a fight!

Time waits for no one, it has been 7 hours since he entered the Dream Kitchen space, corresponding to 7 minutes outside, and there are only 8 minutes left in the game time.

If it drags on any longer, he can only surrender to Zhang Yunpeng and admit defeat.