Chapter 125: A taste of space

The fragrant peppercorns and sea salt that have been fried dry-fried are finely ground with a stone to make it the best match with the eggplant box, pepper and salt.

When a portion of the eggplant box that still exudes a fiery atmosphere is served, such a small dish of salt and pepper will inevitably be attached, which also reflects Zhao Youqian's meticulous care of the different needs of each guest.

Especially for Whitebeard, almost one-third of the eggplant box is used, not that more can't be given, but for Whitebeard's size, one-third of the eggplant box is enough.

Of course, in order to take care of the children's tastes, Zhao Youqian also specially prepared tomato sauce for Tanjiro, You Beans, and Xiao Nannan.

It's just that when the golden yellow zeri was served with a little brown eggplant box on the table, most people didn't notice Zhao Youqian's intentions, but he didn't care too much about this.

Because considering that each diner's meal is a matter for the chef, as for whether the diner pays attention or not, it is all secondary.

In fact, the eggplant used by Zhao Youqian is not small, but it falls in front of the five or six meters tall White Beard, and each eggplant box is still only the size of his knuckles.

Fortunately, it's not too small, even so, Whitebeard has to eat five or six in one go to fully enjoy the taste and texture of the eggplant box, otherwise it will be all gone after two chews.

It is precisely for this reason that Zhao Youqian gave Whitebeard a full third of the total eggplant box.

Hong Qigong, who was already a little drunk, couldn't help but put down the chopsticks as soon as the eggplant box was served, and he had tasted similar food, but the eggplant box was such a thing...

That's really the first attempt.

The enticing golden brown batter has a unique aroma that has been fried over high heat, and when you pick it up, you can feel the crispiness of the air rushing in.

The swollen batter is not particularly fluffy, but it still has a thin and crispy feeling that is difficult to achieve in ordinary fried batter.

Hong Qigong can be regarded as having eaten fried food a few times in the Zhutian Restaurant, but if he really wants to be more crispy than the batter skin of this eggplant box, he can also compare the puff pastry of the roast pork last time.

Even his wine retreated a few points for this fried eggplant box, and he couldn't help licking his tongue, as an old gourmand Hong Qicheng sat down, and after dipping the attached plate of pepper and salt, he directly put the eggplant box into his mouth, and then bit his teeth, and most of it fell into his mouth.

In an instant, he felt the crispy texture of the thin batter, and then immediately a layer of soft touch as if he hadn't bitten into anything, and then at the end, the elasticity of the meat filling and the delicious gravy burst out!

"It's... Why is there such a wonderful sensation on the palate..."

"It's like a change in space, layer by layer!"

Hong Qigong showed an unbelievable look, and there was also a wonderful power in his body, slowly transforming the foundation, like the confluence of the earth, subtly changing his martial body.

Yes, after Hong Yi's human immortal martial arts, as well as the collision of some systems from other worlds, Hong Qigong has once again opened up a path on the martial arts path that he has come to the end.

However, even the stupid apprentice with the best martial arts has just caught up with him, and according to his own estimates, his martial arts body has probably just entered Xiaocheng, and the internal strength that Guo Jing has spent decades refining has only helped him get started with his martial arts.

However, the benefits after entering the school are obvious, not only has the physical fitness increased greatly, the cultivation of internal strength has become several times easier, and even the appearance and five senses have made great progress.

Therefore, Hong Qigong is considered to be the real ancient and modern in his world, and when there is no opponent, he even throws the closest person a few streets away.

And Hong Qigong also had a faint feeling that with the establishment of his martial arts, the whole world seemed to have begun to change slowly.

As an existence that has transcended the limitations of the world, Hong Qigong has noticed something that few people know, but it seems to be developing in a good direction.

It's just that he didn't expect that he had completely transcended the scope of the original martial arts, and Zhao Youqian's dish could help him strengthen his foundation again.

Of course, Hong Qigong hadn't taken this into account at this time, and what really shocked him was the change in taste conveyed by this eggplant box.

It's like a space jump, and the occasional sense of space, the inexplicable illusion between words, is simply fascinating.

"What kind of food is this?!"

Whitebeard behaved even more amazingly than Hong Qigong, he didn't expect a dish, not to mention that he actually tasted the feeling of air cracking, and began to repair his dark wounds in his body, and even helped him to inject a clear spring into his dying life.

At this time, he suddenly realized why the other regular customers turned a blind eye to his dark wounds, and did not even mean to mention them.

He thought it was the first time everyone had met, and he was not familiar with it yet, but now he thought that he had guessed wrong.

But as long as he tastes the food here, the injuries on his body are nothing at all.

'This... What a stroke of luck! Laughs!! ’

"The taste is impeccable, the key is the texture, it actually made me feel like the air is cracking!"

"Incredible, incredible!"

"Goo-la-la-la!"

Laughter rang out, and Whitebeard began to drink heavily, making it unclear whether he had eaten something good to pair with the wine, or if he had taken the opportunity to snatch half of the wine on the table first.

Anyway, after noticing Whitebeard's movements, Zhen Yuanzhai and Hong Qigong took a lot of strict care of the bottles of good wine in front of them.

The drunkards who were drinking were noisy over there, and the few people on the other side who seemed quite quiet were savoring the works that Zhao Youqian had added to his ideas.

"It's not the feeling of air, it's the effect of frying the eggplant like air!"

Hong Yi carefully finished tasting an eggplant box, and finally gave his conclusion.

The Celestial Master also nodded at the same time.

"But it's not just the eggplant, but also the soup that escapes from the eggplant itself and combines with the minced meat, and the deliciousness gives the illusion that you've already touched the minced meat without touching anything."

"This is the illusion that breaks the general sense of space, the hidden secret!"

Opposite them, Nu Liang Slippery Scoop silently drank another glass of wine.

Only then did he spit out two words.

"Not bad!"

Then he continued to drink, and Hong Yi and the Heavenly Master glanced at each other, and they both smiled.

For this existence, being able to give an evaluation already shows how good Zhao Youqian's dish tastes.

In particular, the addition of creativity such as the illusion of space elevates an ordinary home-cooked dish to a realm that ordinary cooks cannot master.

It's enough to amaze even the chefs in the world of food!