Chapter Seventy-Four: The Postponed Festival
"This and this, there is no problem with the old dazzling eyes, right? Cuisine... The dish glows?! ”
Hong Qigong's shout sounded, but Zhao Youqian didn't care, but looked at the white light that lit up and sighed.
"Sure enough, it still didn't work out completely..."
Hearing Zhao Youqian's sigh, Hong Qigong looked at the young store manager in disbelief with a look that didn't seem to be fake at all.
"Is this a dish still called not completely successful? Is it true that the old flower has eaten for decades in vain? ”
At this time, the vision of the 'Flying Dragon in the Sky' brought out by Zhao Youqian had gradually converged, and the originally crystal clear centipede meat showed more and more of a clear color like glass.
Scattered with gold and silver, with brown garlic spread on the dish, accompanied by bright red peppers and verdant green onions, it is like an amazing picture, giving Hong Qigong an irresistible attraction.
If it weren't for the martial arts mentality of the grandmaster level a long time ago, I am afraid that according to his gluttony, he would have already pounced on it to grab food.
"Old man, this is a basic operation, don't be too surprised, it won't shine in our place, it's not good food!"
Zhao Youqian waved his hand, looking like a Ji Cao Be6, which made Hong Qigong feel a little more at ease.
Then he also took out a plate and divided a portion of the centipede meat and put it on his plate.
"I haven't tasted this delicacy yet, don't mind, old man!"
Signaling that he only ate so little, Hong Qigong looked at the plate of dishes that exuded a faint glazed color, and wanted to start directly, but he was afraid that he would ruin the taste of the food like this.
Fortunately, Zhao Youqian quickly noticed this, first took out the dishes and chopsticks, as well as the chopsticks pillow spoon, and finally sent an extra glass of warm water by the way.
"Come, taste it, is it as you always said, ruining the deliciousness of the centipede itself!"
Zhao Youqian's words caused Hong Qigong to be dissatisfied for a while.
"Hey, didn't you just mumble a couple of sentences, the little store manager still holds a grudge!"
However, this elf's energy reminded Hong Qigong of a naughty little guy who was also an elf before.
didn't take these jokes to heart, this nine-fingered beggar, who did not hesitate to cut off one of his fingers because he had missed a major event because of eating, was already completely attracted by the plate of centipede meat dishes at this time.
If you don't say it, I'm afraid no one will guess that the meat that is as crystal as konjac, like snow crab leg sashimi, will be produced from the body of a poisonous insect like a centipede.
Not to mention Hong Qigong, even Zhao Youqian, who had already estimated the taste, couldn't hold it back when he looked at the meat on his plate, so he directly picked up a centipede meat that would shake and was full of elasticity with a pair of chopsticks, and put it in his mouth together with minced garlic and enoki mushrooms.
In an instant, a wonderful taste that had never been tasted before spread, making Zhao Youqian couldn't help but show a smile from Brother Zhu.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's delicious!"
Hong Qigong couldn't hold back at this time, and he was more fierce than Zhao Youqian, and directly scooped a spoonful full of centipede meat and other ingredients with a spoon, and stuffed it into his mouth, just one bite, he was completely conquered by this taste!
The spicy garlic, with two kinds of ginger, harmoniously opens the taste buds in the mouth, followed by the deliciousness of centipede meat, mixed with a light salty taste that fills the tongue.
The seemingly elastic centipede meat is like a silk jelly as soon as it enters the mouth, but while chewing, it spreads out directly like a real crab crab leg meat, blending into the chewiness of enoki mushrooms, and in an instant, it brings Hong Qigong a strength that he has never felt before.
You must know that he has also eaten this centipede meat a few times, but he has never tasted such a taste once, recalling the fine flower knife that Zhao Youqian had laid on the centipede meat before, his heart was enlightened.
However, this realization did not affect the delicious taste and rushed straight to his brain, making him, a grandmaster-level martial artist, seem to be on the top of Huashan immediately, riding a flying dragon to roar the world.
"Roar!"
The sound of the dragon's chant is endless, just as it soars at the peak of Huashan.
Originally, Hong Qigong felt that the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that had no way to enter seemed to have the possibility of deriving the nineteenth palm, and Wu Wuwu had no end, just like the flying dragon in the sky, or rather, this is exactly the derivative trick of the flying dragon in the sky!
The throbbing in his heart increased greatly, and Hong Qigong only felt that his inspiration was coming after taking this bite, but it was still not enough.
I saw that his eyes burst with essence, and he picked up the plate directly regardless of it, and poured it to his mouth, quite a bit of a cow chewing peonies.
"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious dish, it's better than my ghostly apprentice!"
After eating violently, there was a piece of tranquility, and Zhao Youqian had already begun to clean up the dishes and utensils in the kitchen, and Hong Qigong recovered from the surging delicacy and inspiration.
"The old man praised me, I also want to try the craftsmanship of your precious apprentice when I have the opportunity, it has been famous for a long time!"
Zhao Youqian was not too moved when he heard such praise, but he was also fascinated by Hong Qigong's apprentice for a long time, and he was able to cook so many well-known dishes in the martial arts world, just the creativity and learned recipes were already a treasure.
"Hah, my apprentice... It's hard to say..."
Shaking his head, Hong Qigong was finally convinced that this Heavenly Pavilion was the biggest opportunity in his life, even more amazing than when he met Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
He is not new, the centipede meat he just ate is not only delicious, but also the inspiration that brings him martial arts is secondary, and more importantly, those foods enter the body, turning into a kind of vitality that he has never seen before, not only increasing his strength, but also making up for the dark injuries in his body.
How many years of Shen Ke, after eating that plate of 'Flying Dragon in the Sky' made him feel completely healed, of course he knew that this was an illusion, but just that dish, he could already be sure that his body was more than thirty percent better than in the past.
At his age, he actually had a faint feeling for his life limit, but he didn't expect that it would be just a dish, and it would be greatly postponed.
'The old flower actually eats and drinks for nothing at this age, and can still encounter this kind of good thing, it is really a good person has a good reward, a good person has a good reward! ’
Zhao Youqian didn't know what Hong Qigong was thinking, otherwise he would really squirt out a mouthful of water, which was also too far from the five peerless beggars in his mind, where was there any superior demeanor.
The appearance of boasting is more like a scoundrel.
has eaten and drunk enough, Hong Qigong has the intention to go, anyway, according to the information, he can still come in three days, which is equivalent to bringing a super chef with him, and there can be all kinds of strange delicacies, Hong Qigong may have left that little crisis behind.
However, it is not a small benefit to get Zhao Youqian, even if the ingredients are brought by himself, Hong Qigong is embarrassed to leave like this.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally thought of something, maybe it was of some use to Zhao Youqian, and it didn't matter whether Zhao Youqian accepted it or not, he just put it on the table and left, but Zhao Youqian couldn't catch up.
However, when Zhao Youqian took the things on the table, the system's prompt made his face change...
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At the same time, outside Asama Shrine, a group of hidden figures infiltrated the place where the New Year Festival was prepared.
The guards and spies of Asama Shrine, who had enjoyed peace for too long, did not notice this, as if they had already obtained the direction of the secret agent branch in advance, and only a seat of snow clothes watched from afar, and did not move.
It was a day and night when the storeroom of Asama Shrine was suddenly hit by fire, and the New Year's Festival, which was scheduled to open before the end of the summer vacation, was postponed to mid-September, the end of the summer!