The change of times is like the four seasons of the year, the sun and the moon alternate. The last gastronomic era has come to an end, and people's appetites have swelled to the extreme, so the food war over ingredients has begun!

At this time, the god of food, Acacia, appeared, and with the legendary ingredient GOD, he ended the war and opened a new era of food! However, hundreds of years later, it can be predicted that the ingredients that extinguish the flames of war will become the fuse of the next gastronomic war!

And this also means that this era of food has also come to an end. Ichiryu, Jiro and many other food powerhouses have completed the cultivation of their respective heirs, and are ready to hand over the baton of the times to future generations. And obviously, the food emperor Xue Ling will be the absolute leader of the younger generation!

Nowadays, what is unfolding in front of Xue Ling's eyes is definitely not the domain of this gastronomic era, this inaccessible world, under this starlit sky, has formed a unique natural environment. This is an ecological environment that takes hundreds of years of natural shaping and evolution to take shape.

Coupled with this shocking handwriting, Xue Ling has reason to believe that this is the special menu left behind by the gods of food of previous generations.

Each god of food has its own will, and Acacia advocates sharing and gratitude, so he left a large pot of rice for people to experience sharing food with their companions in order to appreciate the true deliciousness of food. And the food god who shapes the space of this star-picking building is obviously the truth of selecting ingredients and people to the extreme!

This infinite pasture, self-lowering, is still harvested by infinity, but still no one wants to care, and finally goes extinct. However, it also chooses its own diners, without any sluggish cows, even if the taste is unpalatable, there will not be any dislike of the diners, it is indeed the most suitable for this infinite grass eater!

And this stupid cow is the special menu left by the god of food, the last gift for future generations. Xue Ling, who comprehended the will of the god of food, immediately realized that he wanted to use the Compassion Chrysanthemum to come to the stupid cow to feel the ultimate sadness and pain, and only this kind of strong sadness could make the stupid cow cry!

As expected, the stupefied cow couldn't bear the shock of grief and shed the milk of the legendary tears. Xue Ling hurriedly took out a goblet and took the crystal teardrop.

Only then did he understand why this star-picking tower would be shaped like a goblet, this tear milk is not milky white like ordinary milk, but like a clear blue sky, pure and immaculate, just looking at it, it makes people's hearts feel peaceful, as if all the troubles have disappeared in this blue like the sky!

A smile rose at the corner of Xue Ling's mouth, "I see, I'm afraid this stupid cow is not without love, if they are really set like this, then no matter what, it is impossible for them to have tears of affection, this is contradictory!" ”

Hearing this, Goppley also nodded with a sense of gain, "I understand, these stupid cows are not without affection, but there is almost nothing that can attract its attention, and naturally it will not let it have any emotional fluctuations, even if it is eating, it is just a way for him to maintain the consumption of life energy." ”

"But how can one be called a creature without affection! What is the meaning of life if it is only to survive! Saying this, Xue Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a hint of realization in his mind!

The duty of the chef is to turn this gift of nature into the best delicacy and bring people a sense of well-being.

If people just survive for the sake of survival, it is enough to ensure the maintenance of energy required for various life activities, then why make food delicious, just ensure that the nutrition is balanced. So what is the meaning of the sense of happiness that chefs pursue?

In this era of food, the "deliciousness" on the tip of the tongue is directly linked to the "happiness" in the heart. Being able to taste the best food is considered the happiest thing.

But the so-called happiness is actually a feeling that can only be understood but not spoken. Some people think that being able to be with their beloved, even if they eat bran for the rest of their lives, is incomparably happy, because they are already satisfied. Some people think that worry-free food and clothing, and when they open their mouths to eat, they are happy, because they feel that it is a kind of enjoyment.

Everyone's definition of happiness is different, but why can cooking people bring people that so-called happiness?

In Xue Ling's view, the delicacy of the tip of the tongue is a kind of enjoyment, the food and clothing in the belly is a kind of satisfaction, and at the same time satisfaction and enjoyment, when the stomach is satisfied, there is no trivial matter that can be annoying, this is happiness. Only when you can feel happiness can life have meaning.

That's the role of chefs in this age of gastronomy, and it's the only thing they can do.

However, these stupid cows are incompatible with the food era, have no emotional fluctuations, cannot feel joy, anger and sorrow, and cannot be regarded as a complete life at all!

A kind of sadness was born in the heart, and Xue Ling exhaled softly, "Remain grateful for all the ingredients of nature, I have started!" ”

After speaking, he gently drank the "tear milk" in his hand, and a golden tear fell from the corner of his eye, dripping onto the infinite grass. I saw that the grass suddenly shone with golden light, and a sense of sadness was conveyed from the grass.

The grass stained with Xue Ling's tears of sorrow was actually glowing with majestic vitality in an instant, swaying wildly.

This is not swayed by the wind, it is "growth", as if time has suddenly been pushed to the limit on this grass, although it is a moment, as if it has been a hundred years, this grass has grown wildly, suddenly jumped more than two meters high, has become like a small tree.

Gopley and Heaven Splitting Heaven both widened their eyes, they had never seen such a strange phenomenon, they deeply understood that this infinite grass had undergone unimaginable changes, and in an instant, its vitality skyrocketed, and its lifespan had changed from years to hundreds of years. And these hundred years have passed in a flash, and it has suddenly become a century-old pasture, and I am afraid that all aspects have evolved!

Xue Ling still has her eyes closed, this glass of tear milk is intoxicating, mellow and delicious, smooth and sweet, the entrance is just as light as white water, but in the process of sliding over the tongue, interacting with many taste buds, the taste is constantly released, until the aftertaste, it is already full of fragrance.

And after drinking it, it seems that his heart is empty, and there are still many places that cannot be understood in the original comprehension of space, but at this moment, he once again has a comprehension!

At this moment, he once again sensed a change in the speed of time around him, and hurriedly began to comprehend time at the same time.

The grass was soon overgrown, but Cherling still hadn't opened his eyes, and Gopley and the two-headed Nitro sat down beside him. Splitting the sky's intuition was stronger, and he stepped forward and pulled a piece of grass, hesitated for a moment, and put it into his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the grass was crisp in the mouth, the taste was better than the green onions, and a rich freshness surged up to the throat, so delicious, Split Sky suddenly burst out of his appetite, harvested the whole grass, and handed it over to Goppley and Yutian to fry simply, and even let them complete a large table of grass feast.

And the infinite grass that was infinitely harvested, just in the blink of an eye, had grown again and stood beside Xue Ling.

After another two full days and two nights, Xue Ling opened her eyes again. Those bright eyes were so red and swollen at the moment that they were terrifyingly red, as if Xue Ling had cried for two days and two nights, and dried up her tears, and finally seemed to have blood coming out.

Eyes, windows to the soul! What kind of sadness was in those eyes?

But seeing that Xue Ling didn't care about it, he threw out a wok-wok with his left hand, and "Lei Jue" with his right hand harvested the infinite grass, the knife flashed, the grass was cut into sections, and the pot was stir-fried.

Don't look at the movement is very simple, it is the foundation of the foundation that is difficult to do even if it is practiced for hundreds of years. In a matter of seconds, Xue Ling finished the grass cooking, refreshing and refreshing fried grass, without any other seasoning, only some rock salt from the mineral slime to enhance the flavor, it is such a simple dish.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xue Ling came to the dumb cow with a plate and fed him a piece of grass. The dumb cow was still ruthless, and with a curl of tongue, it was a whole plate of grass in its mouth and lazily chewed.

Let the heavens split the heavens that heartache, they don't know, the owner must have understood again, the cooking skills have reached a higher level, they can't wait to taste the simple and simple cuisine. But it is a pity that there is no love at all for this cow to chew peonies!

However, they soon found out that they were wrong, and the cow chewed faster and faster, and with each chew, his eyes moistened a lot, and at last, he was so happy that he cried out the precious "tear milk", even more heartily than after eating the sorrowful chrysanthemum!

Seeing this, Xue Ling's whole body flashed with golden light, and her red and swollen eyes improved, and the corners of her mouth raised again, "God's Cooking Technique!" Dishes of sorrow! ”

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