"Perfectly fried golden brown." Li Yan's face twitched, and he turned his head to go to his plate again, and the fried shrimp on the plate, just the contest of 'color' and 'appearance', he was crushed by the front again.

One is yellow and bright, close to the splendor of the morning sun.

One is a dull color, like the yellow of the sunset.

This stark contrast, of course, has the reason that the hot oil was not removed in time and the grease remained too much, but most of the reasons, Li Yan was very clear, "His fire work is far better than mine!" ”

There was a tremor in his voice.

Xiang En often serves as the master of ceremonies for important culinary duels in the dark world, and he can also see how rare this crisp and beautiful golden yellow is: "How do you feel, like that heavenly king......"

"Who?" Li Yan asked in a deep voice.

Xiang Enwei glanced at him, "Exploding Flame Chef, Yakan." ”

"No, it can't be!" Li Yan shook his head violently, "His sword skills, in my opinion, are about to catch up with those adults, if the fireworker still has such attainments, even if he is not a heavenly king, he is also a quasi-heavenly king, it is impossible to be unknown!" Never heard of this person! ”

Xiang En didn't seem to dare to say much, hesitated, took chopsticks, and gently pinched them against the middle of the body of the complete fried shrimp.

"Click".

The shrimp body was disconnected, and the hot mist erupted violently.

Then, a sweet flavor bursts into the bottom of the plate along with the white soup.

"Egg yolks, milk." Li Yan lost his voice, "Is this the special 'thick soup' hidden in the shrimp body, how did he do it, the speed is so fast, I also have a similar dish idea, but I want to match it with the soup of fried shrimp, it is shrimp shell soup." ”

"The key is that the soup is hidden in the body like this and fried in the pot, why don't the shrimp body explode in the oil pot?"

Thermal expansion and cold contraction.

What's more, it turns into a crispy shell in a pan of oil.

Xiang En picked up the tail with chopsticks and placed it under his eyes to observe, and suddenly his pupils contracted slightly: "Between the crispy shell and the thick soup interlayer, there is a tough 'membrane'!" ”

"Huh-" Li Yan simply picked up the fried shrimp on his head with his hand, carefully tore out a piece of flexible skin, and sent it to his mouth to bite the taste:

"It's tofu skin?!"

"I see!"

Xiang En's eyes were the same, and in his mind, he had already imagined 'Mr. Qin''s handling of fried lobsters.

First, peel the shrimp meat completely, soak it in a cooking basin of egg yolk and milk, roll it a few times, and then wrap the shrimp tightly with tofu skin.

After that, it is a fried crispy shell made of crushed fruit pits, and the shrimp meat wrapped in tofu skin is piled up to the full, airtight.

"That's a lot of steps!"

"In such a short period of time, he has completed such an astonishing amount of work as "fried lobster"?"

Xiang En and Li Yan looked at each other, and there was only shock in their eyes.

Now that you have been defeated, you don't have to worry about it.

The two chose to taste it for themselves!

"Gollum~"

A piece of hot fried shrimp, chewing and biting, faintly, the shadow of the swimming shrimp seen on the plate before, soared into the sky.

Roar!

Roars resounded throughout the underwater world.

The tofu skin, in the chaos, shattered into an ethereal cloud, this huge shrimp shadow, with its long whiskers swaying in the wind, its head hanging high in the air, overlooking the world.

The entire Inhuman Pavilion seemed to be under the gaze of the dragon's eyes, and the air almost stopped flowing due to some kind of coercion.

"It's hard to paint the skin and bones."

Xiang En and Li Yan were stunned, and a sense of déjà vu floated in their hearts:

"The chef says 'it' is a dragon, then it is a dragon!"

"The chef will let the diners taste the 'real' in his dishes!"

That person is a Lin chef!

Xiang En's face was covered with cold sweat, "In the dark headquarters of Liangshanbo, it is also the top group of people, and only the Heavenly King is weak. ”

"The likes of Lai He and Yang Shi that I brought this time, compared to this person, they are as small as dust!"

She hurried away, planning to fly a pigeon to the headquarters and tell Kaiyu-sama that the infiltration of the "Divine Sword Skill Duel" had encountered a huge obstacle, and that it was necessary to send another powerful Lin Chef to obtain the [Eternal Spirit Knife].

……

After Xia Yan finished "Fried Cloud Lobster", he patted his ass and left, and he didn't encounter the obstacles of the dark people of the Inhuman Pavilion.

On the way, they did not meet Ding You and his party, they traveled very fast, and actually returned to the city at night.

And on the way, Xia Yan also received a task settlement prompt:

[Li Yan and Xiang En were defeated. 】

[You have won the "Lobster Trio" showdown in the Inhuman Pavilion! 】

Ding-dong.

In the backpack, there is an extra recipe booklet.

"Weak Hypocrisy: Eight Formations of Demon Breaking".

Xia Yan was not in a hurry to go back, Ding Meili's life was worry-free for the time being, he found a pavilion in the suburbs outside the city to study and study this booklet:

"It's a pity."

After reading, Xia Yan sighed for a long time.

It's the palace-level recipe of the original book "Eight Formations of Demon Breaking", which is not wrong, but it's really a little bit of skin.

content, fixed rigid.

can only use a set of assembly line banquet dishes to create the mystery of the original "Eight Formations of Demon Breaking"-

Reverse the five elements, reverse the chaos of yin and yang.

Of course, Kai You's ultimate goal in researching "Demon Breaking Eight Arrays" is to control the entire Shenzhou food scene, and even make everyone in the Forbidden City become his puppets, so the essence of the mystery is to "capture people's hearts".

However.

This fur manual focuses on the five elements of food and the restraint of each other.

In other words, it is purely a set of luxury banquet dishes that are tools, poisoning tools, and there is no core meaning.

"But there is a booklet, and there is an understanding of the poison in Ding Meili."

In the city, Yangquan Restaurant.

Luo Tian hurriedly felt the house when he heard the news, and stepped forward to check on Ding Meili, who was lying unconscious on the couch.

"Hmm."

Holding a few golden needles in his hand, and the acupuncture points were also accurate, Luo Tian hesitated for a long time, but did not dare to put down the needle, and sighed after a while: "The pulse is already unstable, and the random needles will make the qi and blood worsen the disorder." ”

Seeing that Luo Tian was uncertain, he was always calm, and he couldn't keep calm:

"Master, is there really no way?"

Liu Yuexing sweated anxiously, "Save Mei Li!" ”

Luo Tian's face was full of embarrassment.

Syllable!

In the night, there was a sharp sound of breaking the air.

A letter was nailed to the door panel, Liu Pleiades took it off with difficulty, and read it in the dark: "Honeysuckle, Poria cocos, rhubarb, parsnip...... Hey, why are they all medicinal herbs, some kind of medicinal soup? ”

When the letter was circulated to Luo Tian, the master was surprised, "Solution?!" ”

Ding You said with a firm face:

"It's him!"

"That mysterious person who stopped Li Yan and Xiang En for us in the Inhuman Pavilion!"

……

Coming back?

At night, in the front yard of Lei Mansion, Mrs. Lei Hua heard the movement of the doorman opening the door, looked back, and found 'Mr. Qin' coming in through the side door.

The doorman stepped forward unhurriedly, gave up a little with her host, and then went back to the room on his own.

Gaze at each other's figures disappearing into the night.

Lei Hua groaned, and quickly returned to the bedroom to change into a dress that was easy to walk, planning to go out at night to find out what happened inside and outside Guangzhou City tonight, and then deduce the clues of the identity of the doorman 'Mr. Qin' from the incident.

"Cut off consciousness."

Whew, Xia Yan himself woke up in his bedroom and opened his eyes:

"Hey!"

He woke up with his head tilted and sighed.

"Open a strong trumpet, Xiang En, Li Yan and these people are simply not enough to fight! It's not fun! ”

Far away in the Inhuman Pavilion, Xiang En and Li Yan were cold at the back of their necks at the same time.