What is the best taste of the world?

Is it a unique dish made with a variety of delicacies, or is it a unique delicacy created by bringing out the true flavor of the ingredients with supreme skill?

Everyone's measure of "taste" is different.

But for most people, their measure of whether the food is delicious or not is basically only at the level of "delicious".

But if this "deliciousness" is refined again - the existence of food and even gourmet food is ultimately only to meet human needs.

According to the different needs of people, the corresponding standards of taste are not the same.

When you have no worries about food and clothing, and the tasting of food is just for enjoyment, then your measurement of taste will undoubtedly be measured from multiple levels such as color, aroma, and taste.

And when you're hungry, maybe your measure of taste is only whether you can fill your stomach deliciously......

For the five people at this time, "called flower chicken" is undoubtedly a proper taste.

Although it is still so inconspicuous now, Feng Shiyan believes that its appearance will become his biggest reliance on the survival of this team.

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But at this time, he still had to wait, just like the four people around him who were always silent and faintly guarded.

The night in the woods was quiet, except for the crackling sound of tongues licking firewood.

Since it is impossible to accurately estimate the time, Feng Shiyan can only rely on the experience he has survived to roughly estimate the time for this dish to be cooked.

Fortunately, there is no need to worry about the easy charring of this dish, as long as there is enough time, the final product is at most the difference between tough and soft.

For Feng Shiyan, who no longer has a specific concept of time lapse, it can be regarded as a relatively safe card.

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Thinking that the time should be almost up, Feng Shiyan took the lead in pulling out one of the mud balls, and the other was a relatively complete chicken inside, so even if it was baked for a little longer, there would be no big problem.

Seeing that Feng Shiyan had made a move, the eyes of the audience once again converged on him.

The two mud balls, after a long period of flame roasting, actually did not change much, if there was a difference, it was only on the surface of the mud balls, rubbed a layer of black burnt paste - there was no way to make any connection between them and food.

If you judge from the criterion of "color", this dish is obviously not qualified.

Let's talk about "incense", except for the thick burnt smell left after the charcoal fire, at least everyone has not smelled anything good at this time.

As for the "taste", it is needless to say, if it weren't for the fact that everyone still had some expectations...... It is almost possible to determine the failure of this dish in advance!

Between his eyes, Feng Shiyan once again felt the mixture of mixed emotions.

There is worry, there is anger, there is schadenfreude...... It's just that he doesn't care about it now, his vision decides to know, and the current people don't understand the principle and actual situation of this dish at all.

It is normal to do what he thinks.

For a moment, only a few heavy gasps remained in the forest.

And Feng Shiyan just wants to put everyone's expectations, this kind of anger that they see, and the accumulation of all kinds of negative emotions...... All full.

And then...... Let's have a gorgeous reversal!

The strong emotions permeated the forest, and even Feng Shiyan at this time could feel the scorching gaze intertwined with him.

The strong man, who was called the second wind, was clenching his fists, and from time to time there was a creeping sound of bones, as if he was preparing for something; The indignation in the captain's eyes grew thicker, and a sneer seemed to slowly creep up his face; And at that time, his eyes were shining, and a lewd smile spread on his face......

Feng Shiyan breathed a long sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and lifted a stone high......

And then, hard, smashed down!

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Like a thunderclap on the ground, the stones collided violently with the mud that had been scorched by the flames, and the dull sound kept echoing through the forest......

At the intersection of the two, the fissures began to gradually appear on the mud, and began to spread around until they shattered...... Inside, the leaf petals, which had turned yellow after a long period of roasting, were overflowing with juice and steaming steam.

The scene in front of him is undoubtedly very new to everyone present.

Even the head of the sect, who seemed to be unexpected, couldn't help but be attracted by this scene, and stared intently, as if he wanted to find out everything.

Not to mention the other three, though each of them may have different thoughts......

A hint of mixed aroma began to slowly dissipate through the forest as the mud cracked.

This is a compound aroma that everyone present except Feng Shiyan has never smelled: the braised lotus leaves are wrapped in soil, so they still retain the moist smell of the earth, mixed with the fragrance of the lotus leaves, the two are fused together, and after the mud ball is broken, it bursts out in an instant.

The fragrance of lotus leaves, which was originally quite distant, seemed extremely domineering at this moment, instantly filling everyone's sense of smell.

And under the cover of the lotus fragrance, the aroma of the chicken that seems to be absent undoubtedly stirred even more, and the hungry stomachs of everyone present.

Even Captain Gao couldn't control his Adam's apple and swallowed his saliva. Not to mention the two winds, he looked a little stupid from a distance, and his eyes were full of desire for this dish.

As for the sect leader, although he still looked like an ancient well, at least the way he looked at Feng Shiyan was very different from before...... If he saw Feng Shiyan as an inconsequential passerby before, then now, Feng Shiyan should at least have a certain weight in his eyes.

Feng Shiyan's hands trembled uncontrollably.

This dish can be regarded as the first dish he made by himself when he came to this era in the true sense. Bamboo worms or grilled fish in front of you can only be regarded as a simple processing of ingredients at best.

The main thing is that the success of this dish will largely determine the situation he will find himself in next......

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The finely wrapped lotus leaves were peeled off layer by layer by Feng Shiyan.

With the peeling of the leaf petals, the aroma of the chicken began to burst out instantly, becoming more and more intense in the forest, and finally blending with the remaining fragrance of the lotus leaf, competing with each other, attracting people to can't help but move their index fingers.

Finally, with the last leaf being successfully peeled off, the tender white pieces of chicken were presented in front of everyone with crystal juice......

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Feng Shiyan put the cooked chicken on top of a newly taken lotus leaf piece by piece.

Due to the lack of sauce, the color of these chicken pieces is similar to the white skin of stewed chicken, but due to the oozing of lotus leaf boiling juice, the skin is slightly yellowed, accompanied by the steaming heat, full of fireworks.

The power of contrast is enormous!

From the lump of mud to the tender white chicken, the first thing that brings is a violent visual impact!

From the original charcoal fire to the delicious lotus aroma mixed with the aroma of chicken, it is an olfactory experience, and these two alone are enough to become a heavy bargaining chip to crush the hungry crowd.

Feng Shiyan could almost hear the sound of several heavy swallowing saliva sounding at the same time, as well as the eyes of a hungry wolf that was staring at him tightly.

"Ahem......" A low cough broke the silence in the forest.

Under the light of the bonfire, Gao Taiwei slowly stood up from the shadows, and when he said goodbye, his face was already full of kindness.

"What's the name of this dish?" Captain Gao asked softly.

"It's called Flower Chicken!" Feng Shiyan's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, his waist was straight and straight, and he was full of confidence.

"Called Flower Chicken?" Gao Taiwei muttered in a low voice, as if he remembered some bad things, and his face became a little gloomy.

"Hold the grass!" Feng Shiyan secretly screamed in his heart, "Not really!" Seeing him like this, don't you think that I deliberately chose this name to mock him, right? ”

hurriedly followed up and explained: "Captain Qiyu, when it comes to the name of this dish, there is actually an allusion in it. ”

Secretly raising his eyes to look at the high captain, Feng Shiyan continued: "Legend has it that there is a person named Huazi who accidentally got a chicken, but he has nowhere to cook. So he came up with a way, killed the chicken, did not wash it, did not remove its hair, only used the lotus leaf bag he had picked up, smeared it with mud on the outside, stuffed it into the fire locust, and burned it indiscriminately. ”

"When it is almost burned, take it out, smash off the mud and taste it carefully, it is extraordinarily delicious, and the name of the flower chicken is also named because of this, and there are also called rich chickens, but because the name of the flower chicken is too catchy, so the small one is easy to say."

"Called a flower chicken? Rich chicken? It's kind of interesting. Gao Taiwei's face was a little pale, and he could be regarded as believing his explanation.

"Please taste it and eat it hot, the flavor is better."

Seeing that Captain Gao was so uncertain, Feng Shiyan didn't dare to talk about it anymore, and hurriedly said.

"Huh?" Gao Taiwei was a little puzzled, as if he had never seen such a person.

The second wind on the side was not so particular, and said in a low voice: "You eat first!" ”

From beginning to end, this high captain remained cautious, as if he had become accustomed to everything.

Feng Shiyan thought that even if it was an unreliable roast chicken that was relocated at that time before, it was finally the first to be tried by that Erfeng, not so much because he was sympathetic, but more likely because he was afraid that someone would poison him, even if this person was someone close to him.

"The big guys are really hard!"

Feng Shiyan thought secretly, so he unceremoniously took out the only intact chicken leg on the lotus leaf and bit it hard......

The tender taste of the chicken made Feng Shiyan feel twelve points of satisfaction instantly.

Although due to the lack of some necessary ingredients, the taste may be a little bland. However, the original taste of the chicken has been preserved intact under such circumstances. Even after a long period of roasting, there is still a slight fishy smell.

But the tender chicken, the overflowing juice after a bite, and the fragrance of lotus leaves undoubtedly highlight the original flavor of the chicken, which makes people can't help but want to open their mouths.

I don't know if it's because of the ingredients or what, although this chicken is soft and rotten, it still retains a bit of tenacity and a sense of elasticity, for Feng Shiyan at this time.

This is the best taste of the world......