Chapter 8: The Wisdom of Mortals I
"Hey, it's what you call a magic recipe?"
"Seven Knives" looked suspicious, and with a chaotic hand speed, she flipped a recipe book with various vegetables on the cover, and there were some words and patterns on it that she didn't recognize.
"Well, there's a whole bunch of new dishes in this book that you've never seen before!" Wan Xiangdao said as he touched his chin and nodded, frowning as if he wasn't so optimistic about her.
At this time, the curious Qintian pig next to him tried hard to pick up the two of them to take a closer look at the recipe, the black eyes almost popped out, the poor it tried its best to taut the fat face, held its breath, until it stepped out of the no-man's land outside step by step, and its belly continued to twitch and laugh. This recipe is so funny.
"3,000 daily dishes!!"
It turned out that the mysterious Wanxiang Dao just now solemnly took out a recipe that fooled the "seven knives", which is a collection of some well-known dishes on the earth, such as chicken stewed with mushrooms, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, plum cabbage button meat, fish-flavored shredded pork and so on. The recipe is a recipe, but what kind of magic is it??
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In the crowded kitchen, clusters of emerald vegetables and fruits were piled up in long square baskets, Wanxiang Dao was bored to look at the species in front of him, and the "Seven Knives" on the side frowned and flipped through the so-called "magical" recipe in his hand, and looked up at someone from time to time, but he looked like he wanted to say something.
"Do you think I'm cheating on you??"
Suddenly, Wanxiang Dao said such a sentence without warning, and the "Seven Knives" glanced at him very rarely without rebuttal. After all, I really can't read the text on it, although the patterns are some melons and fruits that I have never seen before.
"Whew, what do you think the so-called 'magic recipe' I said earlier is, so that you can learn it at a glance and your cooking skills skyrocket?" Wanxiang Dao sneered with his arms crossed, his face full of disapproval.
Yes, in order to make his identity as a "celebrity chef" worthy of his name, Wanxiang Dao resolutely took out a home-cooked recipe brought from the earth.
It is worth mentioning that Wan Xiangdao expressed no general doubts about the errand of teaching the "Seven Knives" cooking skills, not to mention the level of cooking skills of the three-legged cat on hand, even the most basic cooking condiments are very different from the earth, such as the previous chili peppers, the Irish plane is not available, so like star anise, mustard, garlic, soy sauce and so on, not to mention, the two are completely two completely different styles of food system!
"So what's the point of you giving me this recipe?"
"Seven Knives" tilted her head, and asked rhetorically with a small hand carrying a corner of a book with a recipe, her face at this time was full of "You obviously want to play me" resentment.
Wanxiang Dao helplessly held his forehead, his tone finally became impatient, and he asked angrily: "Then do you think it makes sense for a magician to teach cooking?"
Suddenly, the "Seven Knives" choked, and she lowered her head and stopped complaining, and she was very afraid that Wanxiang Dao would not teach her the secret of making the broth extremely delicious.
Wan Xiangdao touched his chin and asked thoughtfully: "Well, how many cooking methods do you master?"
"Huh?"
"Seven knives" was stunned for a moment, she frowned and thought for a while before she babbled about the "unique cooking skills" she had secretly explored, and her words were filled with a trace of indescribable pride and pride.
It's a pity that after a careful summary by Universal Dao, there are only four cooking methods that are so monotonous from her extravagant words: frying, steaming, frying, and baking!
At this time, Wanxiang Dao couldn't help but touch the tip of his nose, his expression looked very strange, he couldn't understand where the superiority of the "Seven Knives" only knew four cooking methods came from, it seemed that the so-called chef level of the Irish plane was really weak!!
In fact, it is no wonder that Wanxiang Dao has such an idea, and the cuisine of China on the earth alone can be roughly divided into eight kinds of Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Suzhou cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Fujian cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Hunan cuisine, and Hui cuisine, and each type of eight cuisines includes at least hundreds of dishes with various patterns, which can be said to include all kinds of cooking methods.
You still squint your eyes and express your doubts? You give me a good count: burning, stir-frying, bursting, stewing, stewing, steaming, boiling, mixing, roasting, frying, stewing, slipping, simmering, pickling, marinating, boiling, frying, crispy, grilling, simmering, simmering, sauce, claying, and baking.
Of course, in addition to the 24 listed above, there must be many unknown cooking methods in the land of China. After all, this is a great foodie country where there are wings in the sky except for airplanes, there are long feet on the ground except for benches, and there are all but submarines swimming in the water!!
On the other side, the "Seven Knives" with a prostrated appearance was leaning against a narrow table stacked with vegetables, and she was powerlessly kneading her eyebrows: "So what do you mean, let me learn how to cook dishes that have never been heard of and never seen here?"
Wan Xiang Dao stood there with a bow, leaning over and looking at the "Seven Knives" with disappointment on his face, and nodded very cooperatively: "Yes, the ingredients between heaven and earth are endless, and only a relatively rare number of cooking methods can be mastered by us!"
Yes, Wanxiang Dao plans to transform the cultivation plan of the cultivator into a chef promotion plan, and list all the cooking methods, so that you can combine any delicious dish at will in the future!!
Subsequently, despite the lingering suspicion in his heart, "Seven Knives" still followed Wanxiang Dao to carry out the culinary practice process related to "Ice and Fire" again and again.
In a shiny cellar covered with icicles, Wanxiang Dao and "Seven Knives" sat around a steaming iron pot with sweat on their foreheads, and the red soup in the pot kept boiling and tumbling, and gray mushrooms and brown fish balls floated on it.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" asked Wanxiang Dao, wiping the grease from the corners of his mouth, turning his head to her.
"Well, it's delicious, but I've never seen this kind of hot ingredient (chili), so I don't know how to mix it in the future." Several hands of the seven knives kept stuffing fragrant slices of meat into their mouths, and they could only respond hesitantly.
Wan Xiangdao was stunned, and soon, the cooked beef slices that were caught between the chopsticks in his hand were immediately stuffed into his mouth, and he was very angry: "Ingredients? This is not my responsibility, but you can find some substitutes to see if you can make them!"
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"Crackle, crackle!"
At night, Wanxiang Dao and "Seven Knives" were holding a cone-shaped taro ice cream around a blazing fire, both of them were interested and did not speak, each squinting and enjoying the warm atmosphere of this rare foodie.
"Hey, where are we going tomorrow?"
"Well, didn't you say your Advent tomorrow, and I'll give you a gift then!"
"Gifts, delicious?"
"Uh, it's okay, I made it myself!"
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Looking at the confident Wanxiang Dao, the forehead of the "Seven Knives" was full of black lines. She knows too well the so-called level of this "master's" hands, and he has been helping herself all this time, okay? Alas, I hope tomorrow's gift didn't poison herself!
In this way, Wanxiang Dao did not know that the founder of the famous Delicious Restaurant began to hold his cheeks, and his eyes were worried about the upcoming "dark cuisine".
It's so embarrassing, will I try to eat half or a little bit? Woo, forget it, in order to save my life, it's better not to eat!