Ultra-dimensional Star Master

Cooking is actually a matter of talent. To be honest, Ivey's talent is astonishing even to the unfathomable Wang Jingjing. It feels like he is a peerless genius that you will only encounter once in a thousand years, no, ten thousand years...well, no matter how long it takes.

In his early years, Wang Jingjing traveled all over the world in search of delicacies, leaving legends of "true fragrance" everywhere.

It wasn't until he met Ivy that he understood the true meaning of Zhenxiang. This is really a kind of... It can't be called irony, maybe it's a reminder of God's kindness to him - if there is a God.

In his opinion, Ivey's skills are very immature. Even after intensive training, they are still far behind a top chef like him who has been tempered for many years. However, Ivey's passion for cooking, creative thinking, and wonderful techniques, The understanding of taste, the mastery of ingredients, the... In short, I can be shocked by him every time, and I am shocked to the point of numbness.

This guy might have been born to be a chef—maybe he was the reincarnation of the God of Cooking.

Pooh!

Later, Wang Jingjing changed his mind, because that bastard was a genius in every aspect, and the world was really unfair.

Several old men watched Wang Gong cooking with fascination. Even after watching that man's cooking skills for decades, they still couldn't get enough of it. Every time they gave people a different experience.

Finally, they withdrew their gaze and placed their bets on Ivey's side.

Is this guy giving up on himself now? Well, it wouldn't be a pity to bury his body under the plum tree later.

Huh, ungrateful young man.

Master Wang Gong is making the final condiments, and his main course is ready.

A huge jade plate with a black, square house-like thing on it. Pour some soup on top and sprinkle some seasonings.

"This is my work - it's hard to see each other and say goodbye."

"Oh, it looks delicious." Ivy smacked his lips.

He gently opened the roof with a silver table knife, and a sweet fragrance came out. He cut a small piece and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly. The sweet, sad, and bitter flavors slowly mixed into a faint sad taste.

Tears flowed from the corners of Ivy's eyes. This was probably sadness.

"Hey, Lao Wang, it's just a dish. Why do you make it so salty?"

He opened his mouth and let out a haha ​​of air. The expression that should have been dedicated to the spicy taste was now given to the salty taste. You tell me how salty it is.

"Oh, I'm sorry, when I was seasoning at the end, I used the dragons' favorite 'Phoenix Sweat'... It doesn't matter. The advantage of the magic dish is that it has an adjustment knob. The key to the success of a dish is Flavor ratio.”

Okay, I believed your ghost.

A flickering magic enveloped the entire dish, and something floated out from the dish, creating a more charming flavor.

"This is Phoenix's sweat. I evaporated 99% of it, and what's left is more essence. The whole dish is improved by one level. This is the final step. I just tested whether you are a gourmet and whether you can judge me correctly. I was very disappointed with the final result.”

Ivey shook his head and said that he didn't even believe a single punctuation mark in what the old guy said just now.

Stop talking nonsense, it’s basically your own mistake. Fortunately, there are remedial measures for this dish, so it’s a mistake. Huh, I really think this young man has little knowledge.

Although he complained, Ivey had to admit that this dish was really delicious.

However, this has just begun.

When the house was opened, it was beyond Ivy's expectation.

It is normal for a chef to add some layers to his work, such as rice hidden in a chicken, mutton hidden in the belly of a fish, poison in the human stomach... well, this does not count.

The theme of "it's hard to say goodbye when we meet". In Ivey's imagination, there would be a man and a woman in the house, sitting opposite each other, or even sleeping in each other's arms. Some chefs with strong tastes would even... Hehe, let's not talk about this yet. talk.

But now, there is only one bed, one person, one water glass, one thought, and one box of condoms in the house... Ahem, this is just a thought.

But this man's expression was lifelike, and Ivey saw himself and his first love that was far away from his face.

He gently put the taste into his mouth and was already drunk before he drank.

Deep love and shallow connections are always intoxicating.

For a long time, a strange expression appeared on his face, and he suddenly stood up and bowed seriously to Wang Gong.

"I was really rude just now. Thanks to the hospitality, I really learned a lot this time."

Wang Gong also calmed down his expression, returned the salute with a solemn posture and tone, and said:

"I'm glad you like this dish. I'm honored that it can bring you a different feeling. At the same time, thank you for your understanding."

What type of situation is this?

Huo Hong was surprised. The others were not surprised and had a much better impression of Ivy.

At the end of the moment, let him die instantly. We must give enough respect to such diners.

"Such an opportunity is rare. Come and give it a try. I hope it will give you a new understanding. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net" Aiwei handed the tableware to Huo Hong.

Then he leaned aside gently, closed his eyes and meditated, and at the same time transformed the newly obtained harvest on the tip of his tongue into motivation for practice.

This is also the reason why many chefs like to travel and communicate. Their own insights must be inspired by others before they can be further improved.

Huo Hong was full of doubts. She put the first bite of food into her mouth, and her eyes instantly became moist. Although I have long heard that Master Wang Gong is said to be "difficult to say goodbye when we meet each other", only after today's thunderous words came out did I understand the true meaning of the world.

She couldn't help but think of Quan Jian, the man who had been by her side since the orphanage.

Falling in love with a scumbag is a lifelong sin, eternal damnation, and endless hell.

Just as the darkness was swallowing her up, a ray of light suddenly appeared in front of her in the form of a man.

She opened her hazy tearful eyes, forced a smile, and said to Ivy:

"I want to eat your cooking."

"OK, just a second."

Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Ivey suddenly moved.

His hands turned into several afterimages, but each movement was clear and distinct, giving everyone the feeling of using the Shadow Clone Technique, even though there is no such technique in this world yet.

Alas, the old man named Li dropped the spoon in his hand to the ground without attracting anyone else's attention.

Because everyone else isn't much better. The other two old ladies also seemed to have Alzheimer's disease in advance. They were silent and silent... Could this be some god coming to tease us?

According to legend, the God of Food is not such a boring god.

They knew very well that Ivey's basic operating state at this moment was the legendary possession of the God of Cookery.