"Done!"

With a burst of knife light, the silver bright kitchen knife was slashed on the board, Ju Xiaoju untied the towel wrapped around his arm and looked at the judges' seat.

The samurai closed his eyes and slowly withdrew his sword, and the steaming four bowls of ramen were brought to him by the chef.

"Kamikai Stream Ramen."

"Please taste!"

Chopsticks gently pick up a piece of ramen with chopsticks, and it ripples slightly in the clear noodle soup.

Qin Wanmin seemed to be able to smell the faint aroma of cherry blossoms coming from above...... No, should it be spring?

The noodles break in your mouth, and the crispy fried shrimp tempura follows.

Qin Wanmin slowly opened his eyes and sighed slightly: "Kaoru Isshiki, the master of cherry ramen, you have at least ninety percent of his true inheritance, I have only tasted it in Yishiki Noodle Restaurant." If your father is still alive, he will surely ...... for you too"

"Thank you Master Qin for your advice." Before Qin Wanmin could finish speaking, Ju Xiaoju gently clenched his fists and interrupted Qin Wanmin's words.

Qin Wanmin opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

He knew a little about Ju Xiaoju and her father.

Ju Baihua is a real culinary genius, and the chrysanthemum downstairs back then was in his hands, almost comparable to Wanmintang.

Unfortunately, he died young.

It's a bad life.

He didn't know what the contradiction between the father and daughter of the Ju family was, so he couldn't say anything more, but one thing was certain, Ju Baihua really treated his precious daughter as a treasure.

"Delicious."

Master Yuan put down his chopsticks, and then bowed slightly: "However, it's just delicious." ”

"I have a question for you, what is cooking, for you?"

Cuisine......

What is it?

Ju Xiaoju was slightly stunned, and suddenly stopped: "Cooking ......"

Master Yuan shook his head: "Whether it is the Jiangnan Baihua Chicken that repeats the dishes of the predecessors in the front, or the Binghai Baixian cold dish in the back, or the new Bull Demon King crossing the Flame Mountain, or the dream of the High Heavenly Plains, no matter how high the taste, they all have the belief of a chef in it." ”

"From Jiangnan Baihua Chicken, I can taste the joy of this young gourmand traveling to that place."

"Binghai Baixian cold cuts, inside is the samurai's attachment to Jisai's hometown."

"The Bull Demon King crossed the Flame Mountain, carrying out this Five Visceral Temple Fire Beast's burning passion for Li Yue's cuisine."

"The dream of Takamagahara, this kitchen monster is almost devout about tempura."

"So, what about you?"

Looking at Ju Xiaoju, Master Yuan's eyes flashed: "I believe that I am not the only one who has said this sentence to you, your food is delicious and delicious, but it has no soul...... If you're just selling food, you just need to be delicious, and you might be a good influencer or a food blogger, or even a chef in a small restaurant. ”

"But if you want to go further in cooking, build your own brand, and become a master who can take charge of your own business, it's not enough to be delicious."

It's not enough to just be delicious......

Ju Xiaoju's eyes flickered slightly, and it seemed that the vicissitudes of life with a turban appeared in front of him again, leaning against the cherry blossom tree, leaving him with a prodigal and unruly back.

"Xiao Ju, you are the most talented apprentice I have ever received, but you seem to have a lot of things hidden in your heart, carrying a lot of things forward, but there is no cooking ...... in these things."

"Your food is just a tool, not a chef's soul."

"It's just delicious, but it's not enough for a chef who strives for excellence in cooking......

Grade!

9 points, 9 points, 8 points, 10 points!

An average of 9 points!

"This time, I'll give you 9 points for taste alone."

Master Yuan shook his head: "But I still hope that you can seriously consider this issue, you can make delicious dishes, but you are still not a qualified chef now." ”

Alex also smiled: "I have the same opinion as Master Yuan, this bowl of noodles is delicious in terms of taste alone, but it doesn't give me a unique feeling, but I have high expectations for you, and I hope to see a successor in the culinary world in the future." ”

Ju Xiaoju exhaled a long breath and bowed slightly to the judges' seat.

"Done!"

"Goo!"

With a loud snort.

In the bright silver telekinesis, four branches fell into the bowl one after another, and as the last flame of the fire beast of the Five Visceral Temple passed by, the delicacies shining with golden light appeared on the plate.

"Golden! It's golden! ”

"What's that?! Actually glowing?! ”

"Wait! Is that...... Golden...... Egg fried rice?! ”

As Miss Ali and Koharu brought the plate to the judges' table, the crowd of people who were talking about it saw the dishes on it clearly!

Egg fried rice?!

It turned out to be egg fried rice?!

"Huh."

Esubamine sneered, like an old turtledove with a hoarse voice, and reached out and dialed the porcelain spoon: "Even a ten-year-old child can make a child's thing, you chrysanthemums will eat this kind of thing for the judges when you go downstairs?" ”

Master Yuan also frowned slightly, looking at the steaming bowl of fried rice in front of him.

Alex looked at the throne with interest, as if wondering what he was thinking.

"That's right."

Wang Quan smiled slightly: "Green onions, eggs, rice...... Wise lazy critics know that compared with convenient and fast instant noodles, egg fried rice can better show the lazy critics' life wisdom and hard work. ”

"Eggs are a specialty of the cherry blossom region, and the slippery eggs laid by the elite-level royal beast slippery chicken."

"Rice, sweet rice from the local abundance of Liyue Silver Bear City."

"If the mellow aroma and sweet glutinous make up his body, then overnight is the soul of this bowl of leftovers."

"A handful of shallots from the Vio region on the other side of the ocean are stir-fried to create an oily aroma, and in the rotation of slippery eggs and sweet rice, ingredients from all over the world blend together, and all the sweet and mellow flavors are domesticated into such a bowl of egg fried rice."

"As you said, it's so simple, so simple that even a 10-year-old can make it."

"But who says simple things don't taste good?"

Wang Quan smiled faintly, looked at the silkworm baby who was blinking Carslan's big eyes on the side, and the sound of gurgling rain seemed to sound in his ears again: "I already understand what is the last ingredient in Master Abbe's 'Mirror Flower Water Moon'...... But unfortunately, I may not be able to do that 'mirror' in my life. ”

"But it doesn't matter, because this bowl of egg fried rice belongs to me!"

"Simple."

"Homely."

"For me, this is not just a bowl of egg fried rice, but the most miraculous fate!"

"It's a bond that can't be cut by a knife!"

The silkworm baby stayed in the air and made his face full of rice, the turtle and turtle poured soybean oil with a vigilant face, and the cat ran around knocking over the seasoning, as if it was frozen in the eyes of the king.

Clenched his fists lightly and looked at the judges' stand, Wang Quan's voice was high and clear, echoing in the silent chrysanthemum.

"Teacher Wang's Secret Vientiane Senluo, Baichuan Zhuhai, Natural Disaster Golden Egg Fried Rice!"

"Please advise!"