Food Wars: The Invincible Cook

""Heart of the God of Cooking." Fang Lin looked at the introduction of this talent and was puzzled for a moment.

But he still clicked to absorb it.

After a moment, Fang Lin felt that the world was different. He had many ideas about cooking ingredients in his mind. They were the sparks of wisdom for cooking.

"But it doesn't seem that great."Fang Lin pondered for a moment. Something like the Divine Tongue, which can taste everything about a dish and then reorganize it, is a very powerful talent.

"Never mind, it's not bad now." Fang Lin shook his head, turned on the tap, splashed some water on his face, and wiped it.

"This world, I have come." Fang Lin walked out of the bathroom. He wanted to discuss the future of Zhenwei Restaurant with Ma Jun.

Fang Lin didn't know that the Heart of the God of Cooking made Fang Lin's journey to become the food emperor faster and faster, and also made Fang Lin easily absorb all kinds of difficulties during the journey and turn them into his own use.

Fang Lin, who has the heart of the god-level God of Cooking, has the ability to reach a realm that most chefs in the world can't reach, which is the material that surpasses the killer dishes.���, a legendary dish.

At a table in the Zhenwei Restaurant,

Fang Lin and Ma Jun sat face to face.

"Fang Lin, do you have a way to revive the Zhenwei Restaurant?"Ma Jun's eyes widened and his breathing became rapid. This was something he had been thinking about for the past few days.

He didn't want the Zhenwei Restaurant to be like this, because if it continued like this, the Zhenwei Restaurant would become history.

Didn't you see that some of the kitchen helpers were already worried?

"Brother Ma, as long as the food we cook is better than that of Delicious House, customers will naturally come back. Fang Lin said slowly.

"Even better." Ma Jun couldn't believe it,"Fang Lin, is this your method?"

"Yes, Brother Ma. Fang Lin nodded naturally.

"Fang Lin, of course I know this. As long as our dishes are better, we will definitely be able to attract customers. It’s just that my father is dead, and you know my cooking skills." Ma Jun was a little embarrassed when he said this.

Although Ma Jun’s cooking skills are not bad, they are much worse than his father’s.

"Brother Ma, don't worry, I'll cook the food this time." Fang Lin said slowly,"We need to revive the restaurant."

"you……"Ma Jun seemed unbelievable. Although Fang Lin was learning from his father, he only studied for about a year, so Ma Jun only let Fang Lin work in the kitchen as a kitchen helper.

"Well, Brother Ma, let's go to the kitchen together. Fang Lin said

""Okay." Ma Jun followed Fang Lin to the kitchen.

Fang Lin looked at the ingredients on the kitchen counter and suddenly his eyes lit up."Got it."

This is a simple yet complex dish.

Fang Lin first washed the green vegetables and fresh mushrooms and put them in a basket on the side. These two ingredients are the main ingredients used in this dish.

"Then."Fang Lin picked up the kitchen knife. He felt a sense of self-confidence as he held the kitchen knife in his hand. He picked up the mushroom with his other hand.

"The sound of the knife on the chopping board was like pleasant music, echoing in the kitchen.

The mushrooms were cut into pieces without any difference. Ma Jun seemed to see only a vast expanse of white, which was caused by the knife constantly falling and lifting.

"What amazing knife skills."Ma Jun took a breath of cold air. He never thought that Fang Lin's knife skills were so good. This knife skill could even be compared to his father's.

No, it seemed to be slightly better than his father's. This cognition made Ma Jun's cognition of the world seem to be overturned.

Is this still the Fang Lin he knew?

The chefs around also gathered around and took a breath of cold air when they saw such knife skills. They have been in Zhenwei Restaurant for a long time, so they can compare that Fang Lin's knife skills are really better than the original chef Ma Jiangyuan.

Fang Lin, who was constantly cutting mushrooms, felt even more different. He raised and lowered his right hand, as if it was endowed with vitality. Fang Lin could easily find that his knife skills seemed to be even better, as if it had life.

Advanced knife skills made Fang Lin's hands look like a piece of cake, as if it was an extension of his hands and feet. He could grasp the advantages and disadvantages of the ingredients, and he thought of such a solution in his mind.

"Could this be the power of the Heart of the God of Cooking?"As the last sound of the chopping board fell, Fang Lin looked at the cut mushrooms on the chopping board with a hint of joy in his eyes. Perhaps the Heart of the God of Cooking was more powerful than he had imagined.

"Continue. Fang Lin turned on the stove and started heating the pot.

Now Fang Lin was using the iron pot that is often used in Chinese cooking. As the temperature of the iron pot rises, Fang Lin can keenly feel

"It's at this time. Fang Lin poured the olive oil into the pan. As the oil temperature rose to a certain level, he poured the sliced mushrooms that had been placed in a small bowl into the iron pan. A faint aroma of mushrooms came out of the iron pan. When the chefs around smelled this aroma, they felt as if they were floating in the air. What kind of smell was this? It was completely different from the stir-fried vegetables they made.

It was just like the chef Ma Jiangyuan was cooking in the past.

The temperature of the iron pan and the temperature of the olive oil made the mushrooms cook in a very short time. Half a minute later, Fang Lin poured in the washed vegetables.

""Swish." The greens and mushrooms were mixed together.

Fang Lin kept stir-frying the dish. After the greens softened, he poured in soy sauce and salt for seasoning.

"Fang's mushroom and vegetable stir-fry is done." Fang Lin put the food in the pot into a white plate.

""Gurgle." Ma Jun and the chefs around him swallowed their saliva. Even if they didn't taste the dish, they would salivate just by smelling the aroma. The green vegetables and fresh mushrooms on the white plate exuded a delicious temptation. It seemed to be saying, come and eat me.

Chinese cuisine pays attention to color, fragrance, taste, meaning, shape and nourishment. Fang Lin's dish at least has all the colors, fragrance and taste.

"Please enjoy it."

As soon as Fang Lin finished speaking, many chopsticks fell on the plate and picked up the vegetables.