What, the dark soul?

If Yan Xian said this in front of Xia Yan when making a thousand-layer cake, he would definitely have a confused face.

If you return the soul, why don’t you say that his heart is also dark, just the ‘heart of darkness’.

He might answer Yan Xian like this: "I also want to be a normal restaurant, but my strength does not allow it!"

Xia Yan didn't know this, nor did Yan Xian know that he and Shaoan were together, treating him as outstanding children of the younger generation in Shu.

Even the senses were biased towards him, believing that he was the uncensored jade that was more worthy of effort to carve. For this reason, he still sent a long journey to the Explosive Chef Ya, who was far away in Liangshanpo, to consult.

“Do you fry gluten?”

Picking up a piece of gluten, Xia Yan looked at it carefully.

The tangle and twist are a bit like fried twists. They don't have to be wrapped with tissues or something, and the fingers don't feel greasy at all.

This made him think of those high-end tempuras.

The more tempura master is, the more he pays attention to the "greasage residue". He must present the refreshing food to the customers, so that it will not give the customers a greasy and sloppy feeling!

Yan Xian cooked it in a seemingly relaxed and freehand manner, but it turned out that he had these details to death.

Or rather, the details have formed an instinct, otherwise, if the dishes are not attentive and perfect, why should they "glow"?

"Let's have a look."

Xia Yan took a bite.

With a "click", the gluten crumbled in response to the sound.

He thought it was a very hard and popular snack with no content, but who knew that the first bite was overturned.

The essence of gluten is wheat protein powder.

Such high-protein snacks can be called "vegetarian meat".

In a trance, the crisp sound of the teeth biting off seemed to make Xia Yan's entire head buzzing and respond. His soul suddenly left his body and climbed straight to the immortal palace in the sky. He saw a white jade dragon slowly rolling his body over the palace. The huge, majestic and elegant dragon head poked straight down.

It seems that one man and one dragon are staring at each other at such a close distance.

Xia Yan was shocked.

“So real!”

After coming to his senses, he found that his body and mind were light. The moment he ascended to the immortal world just now, it seemed that it was not the feeling of delusion in the illusion.

His teeth chewed and ate the gluten in his mouth.

The more you savor, the more you feel a free and open-minded mood, which is imprinted on your emotions at this moment, and Xia Yan will inevitably be affected.

It was as if I saw myself singing with a sword, walking in the world like a banished immortal.

"This is probably the case with the special [trait]?" Xia Yan quietly, like a monk, looking at his soul.

It can be said that this first bite has transcended the original appetite. Cuisine is not only used to fill hunger, but also baptize the soul and achieve the highest spiritual enjoyment.

As soon as he thought of this, Xia Yan's face gradually became strange.

Yan Xian’s ‘fried gluten’ is not the style of the dark cuisine industry, right?

And if he is promoted to the special level one day and creates his own special dark recipe, then the style is...

Not only from the perspective of body senses such as taste.

And you also have to whip the customers who taste his food from the heart and spirit?

Damn, are the customers shaking like this?

Xia Yan had great and serious doubts about his future path.

"Fortunately, I didn't have a conflict with Yan Xian. Otherwise, he would have taken out a dish and a recipe, such as this 'Yulong Gluten', in the first bite, to make all my dishes until they are left with no residue."

He was very sure that with the few cooking skills that were not even available at the moment, he was so small that he was as small as a reptile in front of the tall Yan Xian.

...

The next morning, Chen Zhiyuan, who rarely slept for 8 hours, set a wake-up alarm clock, went online early.

As soon as his body changed from a phantom to a physical body in the store, his nose smelled the rich oil smell that filled the store, and at the same time he heard the sound of "wavy" boiling in his ears.

Oh, Manager Xia is here?

Chen Zhiyuan became energetic in an instant. He walked to the bar near the bar and looked at the stove, and was stunned.

"Swish"

I saw Manager Xia, who was facing away from the bar, shook his chopsticks, and the "gluten" wrapped around the chopsticks sank to the bottom of the boiling oil pan.

Soon, the chopsticks penetrated into the oil pan and picked up a fried snack dyed with a golden color.

Damn it!

Chen Zhiyuan thought he was lying on the bed and was still awake. He wiped his eyes hard and then he was sure that he was reading it correctly.

夏店长,就是在模仿‘五虎星’颜先的食谱!

To be precise, trying to copy!

This made Chen Zhiyuan feel messy. Although there was no hot cooking showdown last night, it was obvious that when Yan Xian's fried gluten shone, it was clear that between the two, who was better and weaker cooking skills were obvious.

"I am not proficient enough..." He seemed to hear Manager Xia turn his back to him, shook his head and muttering to himself.

Then, Xia Yan turned around, put a plate of fried gluten that had just been out of the pot on the bar, and waved to Chen Zhiyuan: "Come on, help me taste it."

Chen Zhiyuan, who was still running thousands of alpaca beasts in his heart a second ago, immediately picked up the chopsticks.

It was the first bite and bite it off with a "click".

Chen Zhiyuan's face suddenly turned strange. It was not a bad reaction, but was caught off guard when he swallowed something raw and was stuck in his throat. The face was covered with purple.

After a moment, Chen Zhiyuan gasped for a long time, stared at the half of the gluten on the chopsticks and said, "Is this really a copy?"

Xia Yan raised his eyebrows: "Tell me about your taste."

"Just swallowed a dragon!"

"ha?"

Chen Zhiyuan continued to eat another piece of gluten, almost dancing and shouting excitedly: "Awesome, so awesome!"

"So Yan Xian's cooking is like this. Manager Xia, you can imitate the deliciousness of the luminous cuisine. The indescribable artistic conception makes me seriously feel that you are the owner of [Super Vision]!"

"Only the 'green-eyed tiger' Mira, a female chef with the ability to copy like a mirror and learn, can this be... restored to a high-end dish!"

Players really dare to say anything. Xia Yan shrugged secretly, sorry, he is just a fake "Mila Eye".

As for the dishes, the system score is 40, you can imagine how low the completion is.

However, judging from Chen Zhiyuan's reaction, Xia Yan didn't need to click on his panel to know that this guy has gained considerable benefits from the [tasting project] he regarded as a practice waste, and at least a large amount of experience value was recorded.

"This new "kill" is added, and you need to practice more. If you don't pass the 60 points, you are embarrassed to take it to entertain the natives in the paradise."

Just as I turned around and continued practicing, the system suddenly popped up a prompt:

[World deviation value (Chinese version) + 2%.]

Pause.

Xia Yan was shocked himself.

His eyes passed by the exercises on the bar. When he thought of Yan Xian who showed his cooking skills, he was secretly happy: "Is it because Yan Xian showed his craftsmanship for the first time, and the entire original world line was wrong?"

However.

Xia Yan shivered and shivered inexplicably when he thought of Yan Xian's meaningful eyes before leaving.

I'll go, don't stare at me.
Chapter completed!