Meaning is artistic conception.

In ancient China, the imperial diet divided the delicacy into six aspects - color, flavor, shape and meaning!

These six are called the six arts.

It's a great dish to be both good and good.

Color, which refers to the color and appearance of the food, whether it can attract diners for the first time, beautiful and beautiful is the first element, which is also the first impression of diners on the dish.

Only when the appearance conforms to the psychology of the diners, will there be a second dish - incense!

Aroma, naturally is the fragrance of the dish, fragrant, is people's second impression of food, and the sense of smell is also the longest preserved feeling in human memory, which is more than vision.

As for the final taste, it is the final taste of the dish.

Whether it is delicious or not plays the most critical role.

It can be said that doing these three is already an outstanding dish.

However, the selection of imperial meals in the palace is much harsher than this.

A lot of Western food, the most extreme is the color, flavor and taste, the latter three shape and meaning, maybe the shape of the aspect of some involvement, but the meaning and nourishment, by no means as exquisite as the ancient Chinese chefs.

After all, this is food for the emperor.

The emperor, first and foremost, is to raise!

Medicine is not as good as food, food can nourish people is this truth, pay attention to a dish, fully reflect the nutrition of food, sometimes take the combination of medicinal diet.

The shape, on the other hand, is a more prominent feeling than the color, and the main thing is to pay attention to the shape and decoration of the finished dish!

This is sometimes more shocking than the beauty of the first impression.

At first glance, you are often struck by the appearance of the food...... Ordinary dishes, to be honest, are really difficult to get into the eyes of the emperor.

I haven't tasted any dishes in the Ninety-Five Supreme, and creativity is his first choice.

This is the more transcendent color - shape!

Color, fragrance, and form, the last one is what Luo Xiu said!

This "meaning" is the most difficult realm of food to achieve, and this kind of artistic conception can make people feel a sense of wandering outside the object after eating, which is far more sublimated than the taste experience.

In the previous life, if the imperial chef of the court could make a dish "unexpected", it can be said that the emperor would beg him to cook.

This is not an exaggeration at all.

Many imperial chefs in the imperial dining room, who have lived for a long time, have so many exclusive "Italian dishes", which can make people want to eat!

Bai Luozhen soul noodles are such an "Italian dish", he can make the angry emperor disappear instantly after eating!

......

Luo Xiu's pastry was placed in front of Nie Xuankong's eyes.

The soup stock of the blue waves and mountains is swirling with circles of noodles inside, as if a white snake is entrenched there.

But this white snake is full of seductive appetite.

The tower master and the holy chef beside Nie Xuankong all looked at this bowl of noodles intently, and then everyone's faces showed incredible looks.

"I've never eaten this kind of ...... in my life. Let me smell it and feel like I've been washed with all my heart!"

Nie Xuankong glanced at Luo Xiu, and there was a deep shock in his eyes.

At this time, everyone found that the Nie Hall Lord, who originally seemed to be high, seemed to have changed all of a sudden.

He became a little calm, and his eyes stared at the soul face of Bai Luo Zhen in front of him, and he couldn't help but exhale deeply.

"Meaning...... What a word!"

Nie Xuankong's mentality instantly became light and light, just like the innocence when he was eighteen years old, everything was so beautiful.

Everything around is not as important as the bowl of noodles in front of you at this moment.

The word "soul" is the essence of this bowl of noodles.

This town soul is also the true essence of the Bai Luo family.

Because the Bai Luo family has been fighting with the army for generations, this noodle is in the soul of Zhen.

He calms people's high emotions and restores them to their ...... It can even calm people's hearts.

Nie Xuankong's whole face was filled with a faint smile.

Everyone around him was amazed...... How had they ever seen a hall master with such an expression on his face?!

A bowl of noodles can actually make people's emotions fluctuate, and there are such completely different changes...... What kind of magic is this side full of?

Li Zhenghe was dumbfounded, and his eyes were straight.

This kind of pastry that makes people reborn from the inside to the outside, he wonders if he is dazzled?

Hall Master Nie was actually laughing, the kind of indifferent smile that straightened his body and mind.

"It's been a long time since I've been in such a good mood...... I just felt like I'd been back in my childhood!"

Nie Xuankong said suddenly, exhaling deeply.

This ordinary dish is an extraordinary dish, and before I have tasted it, I actually let myself have such an illusion...... You can imagine how outstanding a dish it must be when you actually taste it.

Nie Xuankong hurriedly stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed the head of the noodles at once, as if he had fixed the seven inches of the white snake.

Crash!

The noodles are like white practice across the sky, breaking through the water.

The rich aroma overflowed, and the soup slid down the noodles, but the noodles had already reached Nie Xuankong's mouth.

"Huh?"

The moment the noodles reached his mouth, Nie Xuankong's eyes burst open.

Rumble!

The incomparably salty taste burst out, and the noodles touched by the tongue with a smooth and tender texture, which was not at all like the noodles with the flavor of Yuling Valley in Li Zhenghe just now.

There is no hint of cereal.

Delicate and tenacious.

As soon as you bite into it, it seems to become elastic in your mouth, and the noodles keep jumping in your mouth, with a heavy and soft taste.

Vegetables, spices, smoothness, and countless flavors fill the taste buds.

"This ......"

Nie Xuankong couldn't help but exhale, and before he could react, the soup in his mouth that slid down the noodles was already spreading in his mouth.

A refreshing fragrance that has never been seen before, making Nie Xuankong feel as if he is in a winter grain field in a secret realm, and his whole body is filled with the fragrance of grains...... The aroma of the silver filigree crack valley is actually mixed in the broth, and the taste of Li Zhenghe is fused in the noodles, one heaven and one earth.

"I see...... I see!"

"The combination of vegetarian broth and bone broth, plus the spices, makes a perfect soup!"

"Such a rich flavor is actually just to highlight the fragrance of the grain!"

"And cereals and pastries are one thing in their own right, so ...... It's a whole!"

Hula!

Nie Xuankong suddenly picked up the big bowl in front of him, took a sip, and drank a mouthful of noodle soup directly.

Boom –

In an instant, Nie Xuankong's mind went blank.

The sense of taste and smell on the tip of his nose all over his body seemed to be completely opened, and the smell of spices, the mixed smell of spiritual vegetables, and the mellowness of big bones all poured into his whole body.

The cells are trembling, and the knots in the body are reversing wildly.

The experience of heavy flavors simply made Nie Xuankong taste countless completely different pastries.

And in the end, the noodle bites, and the refreshing wave returns to the beginning - the original taste of the noodle.

Chewy, powerful and evocative.

Rinse -

A bowl of noodles was swallowed by Nie Xuankong like a wind, and the moment he put down his chopsticks, his hand shook, and everyone saw the gaffe of the hall master.

The open placket all illustrates the violence of this pasta.

Burst clothes!

A seventh-order spiritual meal actually made the temple master, who was accustomed to tasting the ultimate food, his clothes crack!

"How?"

Luo Xiu smiled, Nie Xuankong was just about to speak, and when he swallowed the pastry in his stomach, he actually had a stamina again.

Aftertaste.

The taste of the pastry and the fragrance of the broth continued to derive between his mouths, and Nie Xuankong's expression instantly became a little sluggish.

After the dishes were finished, they actually ...... And such a strong aftertaste?!

"What a pinnacle of noodles!"

Swish!

Nie Xuankong suddenly turned around, glanced at Li Zhenghe, who was pale beside him, and shook his head slightly: "This bowl of noodles, it should be reserved for the ancestors!"

"Even if there is no seventh order...... In terms of taste, you can beat your body to the fullest!"

"Because, it showed me what it is—the real face!"

"That's the real pastry!"