Chapter 210: God-level Duel (Part II)
This is, where.
When Yin Yue came back to her senses, she was already standing in a luxurious kitchen.
"Strange...... My head hurts. Just now...... I remember...... Indeed, in ...... Oh, I remembered. Yin Xin...... Yin Xin let me taste his dish and then ...... And then here I am. Is this a hallucination? Or is it closed in a certain realm of the human heart. So, Yin Xin drugged me? But no...... It feels so real...... Could it be that the competition with Yin Xin is competing for the patriarch...... Are these just dreams? Can...... Ah, damn it. Can't tell the difference...... What is the reality too. ā
Yin Yue held her head, bent down slightly, and slowly straightened up after a long time:
"- Yin Xin drugged me? He...... What exactly do you want to do...... Would he be foolish enough to think that I would be fooled by such an illusion? Did he think that if I was drugged, he would let me lose? Hehe, it only makes me look down on him even more......"
Thinking of this, Yin Yue fell into chaos again:
"Wait, look down on him even more? Am I always looking down on him in my heart? No, it can't be, he's my favorite person in the whole family, why do I think that, my mind...... What went wrong...... Why...... Why! ā
When Yin Yue was struggling with the pain of virtual and reality, a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman walked into the kitchen, as if they hadn't seen Yin Yue at all, and walked into the kitchen by themselves. Yin Yue frowned at first as she looked at this similar couple, but when she finally remembered it, she couldn't help but stand up the cold hairs all over her body-
"Daddy...... Mom...... Why...... Why are you still ......?"
Yin Yue's eyes widened, and she was about to say these two words, but suddenly stopped. The horror of her memories suddenly hit her heart, causing her to retreat again and again, but there was no way back......
The middle-aged couple opened the stove with a smile and seemed to be cooking some kind of real yĆ n. And the middle-aged woman suddenly noticed something, she touched the wet stove, frowned and said a few words to her husband, and heard the words. The middle-aged man was confused at first, but after a moment, he suddenly panicked, and quickly pulled up the woman and rushed to the kitchen door. And just then, the door was locked from the outside......
The middle-aged man banged desperately on the door, and after trying to no avail, he decided to run away from the window with his wife. And as soon as they turned around, a burning match suddenly entered the kitchen through the crack in the door. In the next moment, a circle of flames burned like waves throughout the kitchen, and the middle-aged couple was engulfed in flames, screaming for ......
The kitchen door slowly pushed open, and a pair of eyes looked outside the door at the middle-aged couple who were burning like torches and screaming, and slowly turned around after a long time. Yin Yue looked at those eyes in horror, and quickly chased after them, as a bystander, Yin Yue was not affected by the flames at all, and caught up with the low figure in three or two clicks. He put his hand on her shoulder, and shouted:
"Stop!"
The low figure slowly turned around, and the moment she saw her face clearly, Yin Yue couldn't help but shout out in fright. Because, that is exactly herself, with an innocent and satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth......
"I did it...... I killed my parents with my own hands...... Why...... Why is this the case! Why, I have no memory at all, why! Yin Yue desperately grabbed the low figure. But he couldn't grasp anything, so he could only collapse to the ground softly. A tall voice walked from behind to the young Yin Yue, who was still admiring the flames, and said in a deep voice:
"Yin Yue, well done. From now on, you are finally qualified to enter the temple of God, which is what all chefs dream of...... Destination ......"
After speaking. The middle-aged man slowly set his eyes on Yin Yue, who fell to the ground, and the cruel smile on the corner of his mouth made Yin Yue feel terrified......
"Ah!!h
Yin Yue let out a heart-rending scream, and slowly knelt down on the table. Seeing this, the reporters at the scene panicked instantly, and were about to rush forward to shoot, but Yin Xin stretched out his hand to stop them. Looking at Yin Yue, who was sweating profusely, Yin Xin said in a deep voice:
"Cousin, it looks like you've just gone somewhere else. Unfortunately I didn't see it. However, judging by your expression, it should not be an illusion of happiness. Sure enough, this dish is called 'Na Soul', yes, for a reason. ā
Yin Yue held on to the table in shock and gasped, and only after a long time did she slowly raise her head:
Yin Xin...... You...... Is this all your masterpiece? ā
"It's my masterpiece, but I admit it's not my original." Yin Xin smiled slightly.
"You...... You ......"
Yin Yue glanced at the scene, forced herself to settle down, and slowly spoke:
"That'...... You...... Tasted my ......"
"I've tasted your immortals crossing the sea. To be honest, I was also in a wandering situation just now......" Yin Xin smiled bitterly, shook his head and said.
"You...... Where did you go? Yin Yue asked.
"I don't remember exactly, but I'm going home. At that time, my mom hadn't died, and I saw a lot of things, a lot of hallucinations, and even ...... Future. Sure enough, the 4 freshest seafood mixed together, combined with your sea buckthorn juice, produces a taste of the stomach and an impact on the soul, all of which are ruin-nature......" Yin Xin smiled bitterly.
"You can taste the sea buckthorn fruit I put in it, and you can count it well......" Yin Yue said with a little surprise.
"I didn't just taste the sea buckthorn fruit, I also tasted it, you put more than 0 kinds of fruits, more than 5 kinds of vegetable juices, and put ...... Whiskey, abalone juice, satay ...... It's too complicated, I can't peep at it, just a little bite, I will be deeply impressed......" Yin Xin said sincerely.
"It's me who loses."
Suddenly, Yin Mo knelt in front of Yin Yue with a puff. Yin Yue smiled and said:
"What are you doing here, cousin?"
"I just tasted your cooking. The variety is complex, and the taste is surprisingly harmonious and rich, the heat and the method are all ingenious, superb, unpredictable, really amazing, I am not as good as you, I lost the game, our brothers, to withdraw from the patriarch competition. Yin Mo lowered his head and said, and Yin Huatian on the side also lowered his head and was silent.
Hearing this, Yin Yue's face did not show joy, but just smiled faintly and set her eyes on Yin Xin:
"What do you think?"
Yin Xin slowly clenched his fists and slowly released them.
Yes, I foresaw that this would be a showdown of recipes, not a competition of cooking skills. However, I didn't expect it......
Even if you succeed in copying a god-level recipe, you ......
Still can't win Yin Yue's recipes.
For Yin Xin, who has completely trusted the snow flavor recipe and firmly believes that it is the world's first, these are simply two words.
"Horror." (To be continued.) )