The moment Lu Elegy put in the chopped green onions, this pot of egg fried rice seemed to be remarked into the soul, and the aura contained in each ingredient exuded a brilliant light!

"This is the light of the spirit food that will only appear when the spiritual food made by the Seven Grades Spirit Chef appears!"

When he saw the golden light burst out of the pot, Hu Zhenyin's eyes widened, and his face blurted out with incredulity.

[Light of Soul Food] will only get special effects when the spiritual food made by the Seven Grades Spirit Kitchen is made, because all the materials in the spiritual food and the spiritual energy contained in it resonate, so as to burst out of the light!

"How is this possible, a kid less than twenty years old, even if he starts to learn cooking skills as soon as he comes out of his mother's womb, it is impossible to reach the seventh grade spirit chef, right?"

Hu Zhenyin rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

"Harm, still too young. ”

Xingchenzi, who was hiding in the jade pendant, saw Hu Jinyin's ghostly expression, and thought disapprovingly, as if he had forgotten what he looked like when he saw Lu Elegy's alchemy.

Seeing that Hu Jianyin and his apprentices had never seen the world, Lu Elegy's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Sure enough, a man like himself who can cook is the most handsome.

It's just the [Spirit Eating Qi] of the Little Seven Rank Spirit Kitchen Association, what's the fuss?

On Earth, there is a cartoon in which the chefs cook and glow.

Thinking of this, Lu Wangge had an idea of the name of the restaurant chain he wanted to open.

It seems that the name of the Chinese Little Master is good, but in order to avoid copyright disputes, should I change it to the Chinese Big Master?

At first, Lu Wangge felt that the name of the Chinese master was weird, but after reading it in his mind a few times, he found that the three words of the big boss were too strong and inappropriate.

Forget it, the name of the restaurant chain will be talked about when the time comes.

After Lu Elegy put the golden egg fried rice he made on a plate, a smell of fried rice mixed with the aroma of meat suddenly came to his face and filled the entire kitchen.

When Hu Jinyin asked about this fragrance, his eyes widened again, because he found that this fragrance actually contained aura!

"This is the [Spiritual Fragrance Overflowing] that can only be made by reaching the Eighth Rank Spirit Kitchen!"

He felt that there must be something wrong with his nose, and the eight-rank spirit chef who was less than twenty years old, this world was too crazy, right?

"Master, what is [Spiritual Fragrance Overflowing]?" an apprentice asked puzzled.

Seeing that not only himself, but even his apprentice smelled the "spiritual fragrance", Hu Jinyin looked at the white-clothed young man with a smile on his face like a ghost.

It wasn't until he heard his apprentice ask himself that he explained: "Ordinary meals will have a vegetable fragrance when they are done well, and spiritual food will also have a fragrance, but it is just an ordinary incense, if you want the fragrance to be full of rich spiritual fragrance, you must reach the level of the eight-grade spiritual kitchen, that is, this kind of high-level spiritual chef, in order to make this spiritual fragrance of spiritual food!"

"The spiritual incense that can only be made by the eight-grade spirit chef, this kid actually made it? Master, do you mean that this kid is the eight-grade spirit chef?!"

"Gollum!" Hu Jinyin swallowed a mouthful of saliva in disbelief, and said slowly: "Although I can't believe it, the facts are in front of us, and we have seen it with our own eyes, so we can't believe it." ”

"What's all the fuss about, this is the golden egg fried rice that everyone in our hometown makes, of course, it's definitely not as delicious as what I make. ”

Lu Wangge handed over the plate with the golden egg fried rice and said, "Hurry up and eat it while it's hot, the egg fried rice won't taste good when it's cold." ”

"Yes...... Be...... Be. Hu Jian faintly felt flattered, completely lost his previous superiority, and respectfully accepted the golden egg fried rice handed over by Lu Elegy.

Looking at the golden and plump rice on the plate, and the bacon sausage with an enticing aroma, even the one that I thought was a weed...... The shallots are full of fragrance.

Hu Jinyin swallowed his saliva again, this time he was not surprised, this time he was really hungry, just smelling this spiritual fragrance, he was already secreting saliva in his mouth.

It's like a woman who keeps shouting "I want", "I want", "come in quickly", and the water keeps flowing.

Hu Jinyin couldn't help it, he picked up the spoon and gently scooped a spoonful, then excitedly put it into his mouth and chewed it gently......

Rumble!

Hu Jinyin felt that his whole soul had begun to sublimate.

A grain of rice full of egg and meat aroma filled the taste buds of his entire mouth, and he felt that he was a grain of rice, warmly wrapped in egg yolk liquid, surrounded by bacon sausages caressing him.

"Squeak. ”

When Hu Jinyin felt a little tired, a few chopped capers immediately rushed in, and the sour taste immediately took away the greasy, but people's appetite was big, and they couldn't help but take another bite!

"Master, don't eat it, so leave a little for us!"

Seeing that his master was taking one bite after another with his eyes closed, as if he had never eaten, and in a blink of an eye, he was about to eat the plate of golden egg fried rice to the bottom, and the apprentice on the side couldn't help but speak.

Hearing his apprentice call himself, Hu Jinyin reacted a lot, opened his eyes, and found that he had eaten most of the bowl unconsciously.

"It's ...... The spiritual food made by the Jiupin Spirit Kitchen is only [immersive]!"

Without asking his apprentice, Hu Jian continued after realizing it: "No wonder when I took the first bite just now, I felt like I was a grain of rice in this bowl of golden egg fried rice, swimming in the aroma of eggs and meat!"

"I see, [immersive] means that it will make the diner feel like they are part of the spiritual food!" said one apprentice, who seemed to understand it.

"It's pretty much the same, and it's more specific to let people who usually have spiritual food be able to have a good feeling that matches the ingredients of spiritual food. ”

"For example, when you eat a seafood dish, you will feel the comfort of swimming in the sea, and when you eat a bird-like spiritual dish, you will feel the excitement of soaring in the sky, and so on," Hu explained. ”

"Master, is it really that magical?" asked an apprentice as he swallowed his saliva.

"It's not that there is a little bit left, enough for each of you to take a bite, just try it. Hu Jian reluctantly handed the remaining one-third of the golden egg fried rice in his hand to his apprentice.

Just halfway through it, Hu Jinyin froze, as if someone had immobilized him.

"It's ......"

Hu Jinyin felt that the golden egg fried rice he had eaten was in his stomach for a while, and suddenly a wisp of rhyme rose out.

Then immediately after, he hit the bottleneck of the Jiedan Realm for several years, and in front of this fluttering Dao rhyme, he was as thin as a cicada's wings, and he was easily pierced.

"This is actually the legendary god-level spirit chef who can give spiritual food a rhyme!"

Hu Zhen swallowed his saliva and asked Xiang Lu with a cautious face: "You are always a god-level spirit chef?"

"Yes, it's really a god-level spirit chef in Xia. ”