Apocalyptic Forecast

Tempura.

Such a categorical conclusion, not only him, but even the Chef Demon in the audience was stunned.

what the hell? Suddenly changed from fried chicken to tempura? Even if it's the same as fried food, it wouldn't be such a jerk, right?

But when Jonny's smile was slightly stiff, everyone couldn't help but believe three points.

Is this really **** tempura?

Indeed, if you look at it from this angle... all the frying paste is extremely thin, and...

When the viewers from high places looked down on the box in Guo Shouque's hand, they found that there was no trace of oil or water at the point of the white paper box!

And looking at the even heat, there is no doubt that all the ingredients have been fried in such a short period of time.

Just looking at it, you can understand that it tastes great.

"I haven't heard of it. There is tempura in industrial cooking, Mr. Gu Zhijian." Guo Shouque looked at the chicken legs in his hands, smiled and raised his eyes: "Is this a rebellion against Shimen?"

"This is called pioneering and innovation."

Jonny held his head arrogantly: "If you are a disciple, if you only follow the old ways and follow the teacher's path, it is not as useful as a two-hundred-dollar air fryer, so what a cook!"

"Said the same thing as my student."

Guo Shouque raised his eyebrows, looked at the fried chicken tempura in his hand, and quickly said, "If I am not mistaken, this should be a unique way of handling the Ryukyu region?

A great fusion, Jonny Goo Chi-Jian, the future of industrial cuisine will be brightened by you, and I can feel the comfort of your master.

Being able to blend two completely different cuisines so perfectly, it is indeed America! "

Admiring it so admirably, but it makes people feel less pleasant.

Being looked at by those eyes, it seemed that there was no way to hide any secrets.

Even the source of creativity is clearly seen...

Jonny Goo Zhijian did not feel any fear or anxiety, but became more excited.

Such opponents have the fun of challenge!

"Is it seen through?"

Jonny nodded: "Yes, this brand-new Exxon fried chicken set meal, although the production method uses the idea of ​​industrial cuisine, but the production method comes from my hometown.

Although there is nothing wrong with being called a fried chicken set meal, its name for war is derived from Ryukyu’s industrial cuisine··oil tempura! "

"Please, old man."

He gestured: "Eat while it's hot, you can live longer if you eat it."

Guo Shouque looked at the contents in the paper box and couldn't help shaking his head: "No matter how delicious this kind of thing is, can you only save your life after eating it?"

"Ha, in our Ryukyu, whose old man hasn't eaten it when he was young? This is the crystallization and deliciousness of the age of hunger and thirst... Life and death are things like life and death, but it depends on the fate. When you are alive, you must eat happily. !"

"So, Ryukyu people really don't know how to keep healthy..."

Guo Shouque shook his head and raised his hand:

"Then, try it."

As if swallowing an elixir, he opened his mouth and bit on the fried chicken in his mouth with his gums with few teeth left.

At that moment, the moving sound of the index finger spread out, resounding in everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't help but swallow and spit.

The first thing I felt was the strong aroma of the meat, followed by the terrifying spicy and sweet and sour sauce,

When the fragrant chicken is wrapped in magical oil and slips into the throat, you can feel the nose and mouth as if it is burning, enveloped in flames.

Then, the bomb of taste exploded!

Physically, explosion!

A deep roar suddenly sounded from the rickety body, that old body, with terrifying power erupting, from the weak stomach-at the moment of touching the stomach acid, the spices evenly rubbed into the muscles are in the original substance. The interference triggered a subtle chemical reaction, and then an explosive explosion was realized in an instant!

The pitch-black gunpowder sprayed from Guo Shouque's mouth and nose, so rich!

But then, there was a tearing sound...Because Guo Shouque was swelling, joints rubbed, and muscles squirmed, the rickety old man gradually straightened his waist, like blowing a balloon, and began to inflate.

Terrifying enthusiasm rose from under the rapidly tightening skin.

That is the heat hidden in the muscles is transforming, quickly turning into vitality, forming a tide, and injecting into this old body, regardless of whether he can bear it, from the inside out, he will be completely destroyed. .

But he did not collapse.

Instead... it turned into a burly old man with muscular knots and thick white hair like a lion.

The upper body is naked, with scars all over the solid muscles.

No longer the old age, became ferocious, violent and solemn.

Where is the rickety old man?

It is clearly a fierce giant ape from the mountain, between the vertical and horizontal and the beasts!

And right in front of Jonny, the hideous old man opened his mouth and gluttonously, swallowing the oil tempura in his hand cleanly, sucking clean the oil stains on every finger.

Don't hesitate to praise.

"Oh, such abundant vitality, this pungent impact, it is really wonderful... it turned me back to my ninety-year-old state!" He exclaimed in amazement, "Jonny Guzhijian, you are amazing!"

The pungent wave of vitality did not burn him to death, but plunged him into excitement.

Two bites of three, finished the chicken legs in his hands.

Then, grabbed the chicken wings.

It was thrown into the mouth and couldn't stop at all.

Carefully appreciate the stimulating fragrance that constantly erupts on the tip of the tongue, just like swallowing a bomb alive, swallowing the essence of the disaster into the abdomen bit by bit.

The first thing I felt was hunger, then pain, and then despair.

Also, that lingering greed...

That's right, greedy!

Greed is the essence of this dish!

At that moment, in front of Jonny's Zhijian, the old man's movements stiffened for a moment, and his hideous face froze in place, and suddenly a gap opened.

From it, there was a steady stream of burning light and thick black smoke.

Inside the empty body, there are signs of the roar of the workshop...

On the mutilated face, Guo Shouque smiled approvingly.

"Johnny Gu Zhijian!"

"I have to admit, I underestimated you!"

He raised his head and praised without hesitation: "It's really terrible, I have already experienced your creation... It seems to be born in industry, but in fact this pair is for the sake of eating, even if it is the blood of the earth like oil. The determination to devour it is tantamount to sublimating people to undamaged steel!

You must, there are even more terrifying dishes, haven't they? "

In this way, bit by bite, swallow the too large chicken set meal in the belly bit by bit. Allow the cracks on the face to spread, revealing the urban phantom hidden in the smog and smoke.

In order to survive, do not hesitate to destroy the world, in order to continue to live, do not hesitate to destroy yourself.

Such crazy determination and will, one has to offer praise and applause!

"I can assert, Jonny."

He lifted a finger and declared solemnly: "If there were no me, there would be no other candidate for the championship except you."

"It's a pity—you met me today."

In his mouth, the burning burger was completely swallowed.

In one bite, the disaster prototype incorporating countless industrial wastes was incorporated into his body.

Immediately afterwards, the thick smoke, flames, and huge industrial phantoms behind the cracks in the face disappeared completely.

Instead, there is nothingness.

In the empty shell under the flesh, there is nothing, or in other words, there is some weird light

It seems that there are the earth, nature, mountains and rivers, the outline of all things, and there are dark stars running in the hideous sea... But things are indistinguishable, only one thing can be understood instinctively.

Industrial cooking, no, the industry itself...in front of him, it was devoured!

The gap shrank every inch, Guo Shouque grinned, and laughed violently: "The descendant of Yi Ya, but for the sake of deliciousness, even his own children will eat the ominous thing.

——A mere iron and steel, no matter what! "

Jonny was determined and stiff in place.

It seems to be frozen.

It was difficult to conceal the anxiety in my own lungs. At that moment, the hideous darkness that I saw from the crack...the terrifying nature of the old thing in front of me.

And Guo Shouque still smiled and looked around, "Next, it should be my turn, right?"

With that, he lowered his head and looked at the huge oil pan on the cooking table.

Regardless of the boiling oil temperature, he stretched out his finger, dipped it, sucked it in his mouth, and said with emotion: "It's clear and sweet, it's really a pot of oil...Let me use it, it doesn't matter?"

In the silence, Jonny's expression was gloomy, and he slowly nodded.

He wanted to see what this old thing would do with his oil pan.

And Guo Shouque's body gradually creaked, recovering from the rickets and dryness of the past, his muscles and muscles slackened, his appearance changed from violent to ugly.

Disgusting.

After a few laps around the pan, he nodded thoughtfully.

"It's a rare opportunity, then, here, I will show you a famous dish of Eastern Xia-boiled cabbage."

The entire arena was silent.

Boiling cabbage.

Is it boiled cabbage again?

Do you **** do other things?

This **** thing is a frying pan, you make a boiled cabbage! Just say boiled cabbage, what about your cabbage! Forgot to put it again!

Jonny couldn't bear the humiliation and slammed a punch on the chopping board, angrily.

"Old things, can't you not be ashamed of those outdated things!"

Guo Shouque frowned and fell silent.

After a long time, he shook his head helplessly with emotion.

"Outdated? It's too much to say that."

He sighed, bent over, opened his own toolbox, took out the condiments, put them on the table, and placed them in a convenient position.

"Even grandpa, I am still studying today!"

He raised his eyes and calmly told the young man in front of him:

"Reading, reading newspapers, using the Internet, participating in competitions, cheeky mixing into the group, to shamelessly praise young people, to steal school, to blackmail... In order to win, I am willing to do everything."

"For the limit that this appetite can reach, even if you go to hell, you are welcome!"

He started walking into the kitchen at the age of three.

He became a cook demon at the age of twelve, and became a teacher at the age of sixteen. At the age of twenty, he was blue and surpassed his master. When he was twenty-five years old, he began traveling around the world.

At the age of forty-one, he turned his attention to the border.

I chose to enter **** when I was sixty-two

In order to pursue the most extreme appetite, he did not hesitate to set foot on the most blessed land, and even completed the great deed of meeting the rancher and returning.

Eastern Xia cuisine, Roman cuisine, Yingzhou cuisine, American cuisine, Russian cuisine, from snacks to dinners, from desserts to wines...Guo Shouque is constantly devouring everything and constantly pursuing deeper limits.

Until today, there has been no giving up.

Nowadays, it is actually called the outdated old thing?

Excessive?

This is too much for cooking, right?

——It’s too much, I don’t take all the cooking devils that I have eaten in my eyes!

"I'm optimistic, Mr. Gu Zhijian, this is an outdated dish that you won't put in your eyes. But even if it is outdated, there will be a day when it will shine again."

He raised his hand, picked up the spoon next to him, and stirred the boiling oil in the pot, "As long as the cooking demon still exists, as long as the heart of desire does not die, this precious meaning will always exist.

What you lost was not me, but this one accumulated over thousands of years. "

Jonnie embraced his arms and was about to sneer, but the line of sight was attracted by the blurry image in the oil pan.

Under the stirring of the soup spoon, the boiling oil pan calmed down incredible, reflecting something unbelievable, but then, the mirror image was broken again.

Because the clear oil is swirling, forming a small whirlpool, rippling in this pan.

Under the sowing of various seasonings, it seems to have formed a clear soup. I took the leftover chicken and skeleton from Johnny's hand and threw it into the frying pan, where a hot aroma rose.

Unlike just now, even the terrifying aggressiveness of engine oil has disappeared without a trace, replaced by the gentleness and sweetness of the oil.

Like the erratic kingdom of heaven, it glowed with misty light, pure and holy.

In the deep light, something seemed to be sprouting and brewing quickly, and he couldn't help but get closer and looked closely.

The closer you get, the more you will be able to feel the gentle and thick aroma, the rich aroma of the chicken stewed by machine oil. Can't help but salivate.

Under Jonny's gaze, the vortex of oil and water gradually calmed down, and the sight of once a glimpse finally resurfaced, becoming clearer.

Finally, from the reflection of the grease, he saw the silhouette hidden in the light.

That blurry reflection.

Is that... himself?

In the audience, Huaishi had already reflected on it first, raised his hand and covered Maki's eyes.

This is no longer a realm that pure boiled cabbage can describe... and the next scene is not a scene that Maki can accept.

"Please appreciate it. It is a new subspecies of the fusion type **** cuisine·Boiling cabbage that brings together the essence of disasters from Eastern Xia and Rome!"

In the crisp sound of picks hitting the edge of the pot, Guo Shouque declared his work in fluent Latin:

"——Boiling water **** judge caldaria!"

At that moment, the pure and innocent light as if from heaven soared into the sky from the oil pan, surpassing original sin and punishment, bringing the light of compassion and liberation.

Generous hymns sounded from the hallucinations, as if it could save all sinners.

At this moment, Jonny Gu Zhijian finally walked into this paradise!

Tempted by the illusion from hell, the man plopped and fell into the boiling oil pan, sinking into the bottom of the pan without any struggle.

Before that, his soul had been captured by the cauldron of the abyss.

This is the last "cabbage" lacking in the refreshing broth.

Using the opponent as the material, Yifang Kitchen Demon is good at it!

At that moment, the fascinating fragrance finally sprayed out from it, with a mellow breath, enveloped everyone's nose, intertwining the illusion of heaven before their eyes!

Sweet and sinful, lingering in the darkest place in everyone's soul, whispering those profane or sacred words in their ears.

That is indeed the fusion cuisine Guo Shouque said.

Through the cooking form of boiled cabbage, the elements of water and fire are brought together to form the most primitive heresy trial, purifying everything in boiling water.

In the end, it belongs to Wushou.

The essence of the five thousand years of Eastern Xia’s cuisine is fused with the calamities of the Roman witch trials in the Middle Ages to create dishes that are generally punished.

——The life that lives because of this pot will also perish because of this pot.

This is the true meaning of Paradise Lost.

"So, young man, how does this dish taste?"

Guo Shouque lowered his head, looked down at the frying pan in front of him, and asked jokingly.

"excellent!"

A dull and admired sound of admiration came from the oil pan.

In the boiling grease, a thumb slowly rose.

The body feels a steady stream of pain and suffering, but the soul is quiet and peaceful, as if to sleep in this beautiful heaven.

Even if it was regarded as part of the cooking, Gu Zhijian couldn't deny the essence of the abyss that he could never reach in this disaster.

There is also a huge gap between each other...

Even though he still had the strength to struggle twice, he no longer had any intent to fight. As early as when the old man stood in front of the pan, he was doomed to defeat!

"Learn to respect history, Mr. Gu Zhijian, even an old ghost like me will keep up with the times..."

Guo Shouque raised his hand, scooped a spoonful of boiling fat from the pot with a spoon, put it in his mouth, and tasted it carefully, swallowing it into his abdomen with a temperature enough to burn his throat, savoring every taste change.

In the end, could not help but shook his head regretfully.

"Unfortunately, after all, it's still...a little tender."

Shaking his head in such regret, the old man dropped the spoon casually, turned and left.

The rickety figure disappeared into the darkness little by little.

The entire arena was silent.

Except for Gu Zhijian who was blowing bubbles in the frying pan, no one made a sound.

The Imperial Kitchen Demon Trial, the second scene.

——Dongxia Kitchen Demon, Guo Shouque, win!

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Today’s boring little knowledge:

As we all know, fried food is very oily, especially tempura~www.wuxiaspot.com~. After the end of World War II, after the poor Okinawa people became starving, it was naturally impossible to eat tempura. , Where is so much cooking oil.

So, someone slapped their heads and came up with a way: Let's use a machine to fry it...

Of course, it won't be delicious when fried by machine, and because there are many harmful substances in oil, it may even be life-threatening. But everyone has fun in hard times and still has to eat.

Besides, I’m almost starving to death from hunger.

Moreover, it is said that the flavors of various machines are different. The best oil brand is recognized as the prototype of Exxon Energy Group in the article-Mobil.

Therefore, the official name of this thing is called Mobil Tempura (モービル天ぷら). Qiqi novel first published on the whole network

At that time, everyone ate very happily on various festivals, um, in various senses...

And as soon as this thing started to explode, black smoke billowed. The people from Shili Baxiang in the neighbors looked up and said, ah, the smoke is so big, it must be Erzhuzi’s family that is frying tempura, so they are in groups. It's hard to imagine the scene.

According to many blogs in Japan: This food is really edible. The evidence is that all elderly people in Okinawa have eaten it (I thought, those who eat to death might not have the chance to become an old man, right?

The more herbaceous thing is that after eating, the oil cannot be digested by the human body. In addition to the usual grain cycle, it will also leak out through the skin. It is said that there will be two big oily seals on the stone where people who have eaten sit down and rest.

It's a magical dark dish like a **** copier...

During the years of suffering, it is not easy to survive. You either starve to death or eat something that will kill you. Everyone should cherish the hard-won good life now.