Eternal food paradise

Zhu Qi looked at the big plate held in Mila's hand, and there was unconcealable pride in Youyou's tone: "Miela, you have been forced to this point."

The Queen’s response was still plain:

"The ingredients you used, I can't reproduce."

As she said that, her blue eyes glanced at Xia Yan, who was looking here not far away, and observed for a few seconds before taking it back with thought: "Using this recipe and using special materials makes it impossible for me to completely copy."

"Did he come up with this eccentric strategy?"

Zhu Qi shook his head: "No, it was my determination to deal with you from the beginning, or it was my determination to break up with the person behind you."

"And just by chance, he showed me a recipe on the way that made me curious, shocked, and eager to learn it. It just happened that this recipe was within the scope of "Ma Po" and "Tofu" in this cooking competition. Inside."

Mira was stunned.

Is all this today some kind of accident or coincidence?

"Break up?" Mira sighed. After all, she was a companion who was trained in the 'dungeon' at the same time, and was one of the few who successfully walked out of the dungeon alive. She hesitated and admonished, "Kailu is more terrifying than before. , I predict that by the end of this year or next year at the latest, he will reach a peak that is temporarily insurmountable in terms of cooking skills. By then, he will most likely leave Liangshanbo to do many things, including... cleaning up the family!"

Zhu Qi looked directly into the depths of her blue eyes and said, "You just tend to be soft-hearted."

"Huh, I guess Yan Xian and Yakan can't be found. My two colleagues are becoming less and less obedient to his orders, otherwise Kaiyou won't let you go down the mountain."

The two of them were obviously chatting passionately, with their mouths and expressions changing, but the judges' seat just one step away felt like they were watching a silent movie.

Shopkeeper Lan in the middle took a deep breath.

"Both of you!"

He took the initiative to break some kind of "barrier" and said with respect in his tone: "You can put the dishes on the table. We will give you an absolutely fair and just evaluation."

boom!

The sound of two large plates falling.

"This is..." Including Shopkeeper Lan, everyone was stunned when the plate was placed on the table and they saw the appearance of the food on the plate.

"Ho--"

Behind, at the guest stage, Lan Feihong had stood up, his eyes clearly filled with shock.

"Two, exactly the same... dishes?" Prince Jiang murmured as if he had seen a ghost.

The red mapo sauce covers the plate and slightly submerges the neatly distributed tofu cubes.

This color is like a fiery bright background curtain.

White tofu cubes.

The concave and meticulous meticulous lines on it are all poured with sauce.

then.

These lines are flowing in the hot air and mist, as if they suddenly come to life, intertwined layer by layer, and finally form a complete character...

There is a madman with a guqin on his knees and loose clothes. This is Ji Kang.

Holding the pipa in his arms and laughing wildly, this is Ruan Xian.

…

A total of seven character paintings are on the small dinner plate, and they are lifelike. The vivid expressions carved by the lines, and the character that hits the face, are like a mirage of the ancient Wei and Jin Dynasties emerging in front of you.

Shopkeeper Lan was fascinated.

The other judges and the guest stage at the back were all mesmerized.

Prince Jiang sighed: "If possible, I would rather this is not a dish, but can be framed and placed in the collection room at home. As a work of art, it will last forever."

This statement is suspected of being exaggerated, but it does represent everyone's mood at the moment.

Shopkeeper Lan, who was the closest and had the strongest cooking skills, smelled two completely different "flavors" on the battlefield of mutual attack and defense from one side to the left and the other to the right:

"One stream is profound and profound."

"One kind is like a formula that has been refined thousands of times without a single flaw, tightly interlocked layer by layer, and locked in circles...an unsolvable formula!"

Hear the words.

Zhu Qi and Mira looked at each other. They only made a bowl of food and presented it to Shopkeeper Lan. Then they repeated it again, but this time the person who handed the bowl to them became each other.

When it comes to a culinary competition at the level of kings, no one is more qualified to evaluate each other than themselves.

Zhu Qi was full of curiosity. He really wanted to know how Mila used her [Spice Inequality] to wield her knife against the thick thorns without Xia Yan's "special materials". Every life opens up another path.

Mila, on the other hand, was curious as to why the original recipe and dishes of "Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest Tofu Carving" received such praise from King Zhu Qitian that he was shocked and eager to learn.

I ate it almost at the same time and started tasting.

"Well--"

Tear.

The thick black robe that covered his head and feet shattered his illusion in an instant.

A layer of fine sweat beads quietly climbed onto the healthy brown skin, making it smoother than usual and shining with the alluring sheen of hot sweat.

The red earth.

The endless quest for immortality.

Mila opened her slightly confused eyes and looked at the road paved by ascetic monks and seekers of immortality under her feet. Then she raised her head and looked up at the steep mountains in the distance. The highest peak among them was the peak that connected with the clouds in the sky. On the top, there seemed to be some strange and majestic existence that sent a mysterious signal to her heart:

"……come over."

"Come here."

"Pray to me."

"You will see...a truly magnificent spice paradise..."

After trekking step by step, Mira finally became a traveler who climbed to the top of the mountain. However, when she climbed up, she saw another believer sitting on a stone carved with mysterious symbols. Hearing footsteps in the matrix, he turned around and saw the face and voice of Zhu Qi:

"You're here too."

Mira: "?!"

He took two or three steps back in shock.

Hey, the field of vision blurred, and it was Zhu Qi's face, but at this time, Zhu Qi did not have the vicissitudes of life like the white hair of the devout believers on the peak in the hallucination picture. He looked very young, and looked at himself with strange eyes...

Mira took a deep breath and suddenly said: "Is that what makes you willing to break with Kaiyu and the dark world?"

Zhu Qi smiled and said: "Let me see the 'light' again and find the opportunity and dawn of new life. I believe in him."

With that said, Zhu Qi pointed to the bowl in his hand.

"I ate your food."

"It's amazing! As expected of Kaiyudu, I only taught you the [Spice Inequality]!"

Mira frowned, her mind was as ethereal and cold as hers, and being defeated by a person in person, and her opponent even gave a tasting evaluation without any incident, this also made her mood plummet:

"No matter how powerful [Spice Inequality] is, it can't be like a fairy magic that can conjure up some weird ingredients out of thin air and compete fairly with you on the same stage."

Zhu Qi chuckled: "So, you think you lost to the ingredients, not me?"

Mira raised her eyebrows, "What do you think?"

"How about we put aside the ingredients and have another competition?"

Zhu Qi suddenly turned around and ran away, "No need, no need at all. The advantages of the ingredients are also advantages..."