Chapter 170: The Big Guy Appears

The so-called kitchen heart is the heart of the chef.

and the heart of a warrior in fantasy, the heart of a mage is a meaning.

Or maybe it's the chef's heart.

It refers to the chef's cognition of himself, his own path, and his own understanding.

In the words of Xianxia Fantasy, it is to forge one's own Dao heart and clarify one's own Dao.

But Qian Chen prefers the simplest and most popular way of saying - why do you want to become a chef?

For money? For the sake of fame? For the sake of beauty?

Can it be something more abstract, like for fun? For revenge? In order to control and so on.

The process of incubating the chef's heart is to let the chef not forget his original intention and not violate his original intention.

Qian Chen sat in the biting pool, his brain was ethereal, and his will seemed to be completely detached from his body, as if he was looking at the figure sitting in the pool from a third perspective.

At this moment, his memories were changing like a marquee, changing rapidly.

From the life of a foodie who was crazy about eating in the previous life, to the continuous sharpening of his cooking skills in this life.

Why should you become a chef yourself? What is your heart as a chef?

The answer is only one word, and that is - love!

It is precisely because of love that he is crazy about eating, and it is because of love that he will be like a madman, doing boring and boring cooking training, repeating the same recipe hundreds of times.

There is only one reason why he became a chef, which is the simplest and most sincere, but also the most simple emotion, he loves this profession, he loves cooking, he loves to study recipes, he loves everything about cooking!

This sentiment is warm and sincere, firm and pure!

With Qian Chen's enlightenment, the dim ball in the depths of his soul suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance, cracks appeared, and colored halos bloomed from the inside out!

Then the ball shattered, and a halo of colored light floated silently in place.

At the same time, on the system panel, the entries representing the heart of enthusiasm frantically shimmered with a colorful halo, and finally BIU! All of a sudden, it turned blue!

"The so-called incubation of the chef's heart is basically a process for the chef to recognize himself."

Qian Chen, who was sitting in the pool, suddenly muttered to himself.

"Am I right? Miss Aoko's ancestor, or Miss Tsukahara Buden, the strongest sword saint in Japan. ”

Originally, there was no one around, but suddenly there was a light laugh.

It was 10 a.m., and the sky was covered with heavy clouds. Not to mention the crowds, there is not even a glimmer of light.

Even the birds in the forest restrained their calls.

The old temple on the side is like a floodgate to hell in the darkness.

In such a scene, this chuckle instantly dyed the originally normal painting style with a heavy supernatural color.

But Qian Chen was unmoved, sitting cross-legged in the pool, without even raising his head.

"How did you find out?"

At this moment, a clear and crisp voice came from in front of Qian Chen.

Only then did Qian Chen raise his head and look ahead with an expression of 'you are finally willing to show up'.

A figure in a white kimono appeared in Qian Chen's field of vision.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky revealed a gap, and a bright ray of moonlight shot down from the sky, like a searchlight pillar, enveloping the figure in it.

The black hair fell down to the ankles, a blooming pink peony pinned to the ear, the pale blue eyes revealed calm and elegance, the small nose, and the corners of the lips were slightly curled like a smile.

Dressed in the luxurious twelve singles, the cranes dance on them, and the flowers are like brocade. However, that Qianqianyu was holding a sword in her hand, which added a bit of heroic spirit to her in luxury.

Qian Chen has seen a lot of beauties, and in terms of appearance, she can only say that Chunlan and Qiuju have their own victories.

In terms of temperament, Qian Chen has seen the British princess, the princess of the Japanese royal family, and the daughter of the super family, which of them is not outstanding in temperament, and there are as many as a few people who have the appearance of Yamato Nadeshiko.

But never like the one in front of him.

Obviously, the whole body is full of graceful and elegant temperament, and with a shirt, it is the prototype of all Yamato Nadeshiko.

But what she was holding in her hand was not a paper fan, but a knife.

Suddenly made her painting style change sharply, from a princess who didn't know the truth to a goddess of the night who fought on the battlefield!

She is unique.

Qian Chen shrugged helplessly.

"If you blindfold people, the other senses will be magnified."

Qian Chen's words were a little inexplicable, but Miss Sword Saint understood it as soon as she heard it.

"I see, you already discovered me while meditating. It's no wonder that when I was going through the 'Thousand Days Trial', I felt that my will was infinitely extended, even enveloping the whole mountain. ”

Miss Sword Master nodded thoughtfully, looking cute.

Qian Chen had the urge to cover his face. He felt that this Miss Sword Master must have not seen a living person for a long time, so he was a little stupid.

What you just did was very uncharacteristic.

On top of that, you're all hundreds of years old, and it's shameful to sell cute!

Even Qian Chen himself didn't understand when these surreal things really appeared in front of him.

There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh and complain.

It must have been me staying here for too long, so I'm getting weird too.

"Since I'm here, what does it mean, I think you're so smart, you must have guessed it."

There was a hint of cunning in the eyes of the Sword Saint on the other side.

Qian Chen's face was helpless.

"Meaning, the real trial is only now officially begining, right?"

That's right, a hundred days gave him plenty of time to think.

If he was just allowed to live alone in the deep mountains and forests for a hundred days and comprehend the mystery of the kitchen's heart, this would not be a hell-level trial with a zero pass rate at all.

Qian Chen believes that after 20 years of talent accumulation, there will be Japanese chefs who can comprehend the heart of the chef through meditation like him.

But none of them actually passed the trial, which can only mean one thing.

Comprehending the heart of the kitchen is only the threshold to open the trial.

The real trial will only officially begin at the moment when this Miss Sword Master appears!

"Before the trial begins, you answer me a question."

Tsukahara Buden's expression became serious.

"Speak, please."

Qian Chen stood up from the pool and said with a serious face.

"What do you do as a chef? Where does the knife go? ”

Qian Chen's heart suddenly became nervous.

After reading the information, he knew very well that this was the legendary question that Tsukahara Bu Chuan would ask before teaching others the mystery of the 'Ichino Tai Knife'.

Only when the answer satisfies her can she pass on the ultimate meaning of 'One No Tai Sword'!