"He is imitating my technique, recipe?"

Yan Xian thought incredible.

He is one of the "Five Tiger Stars" in the Dark Realm, commonly known as the Five Heavenly Kings. By chance, the only woman among the Heavenly Kings, Mira, was a coincidence good at copying other people's recipes.

However, the story of copying the stolen master is always a taboo in the Chinese world in ancient times, so Mira's popularity in Liangshanpo is not very good. She is a confidant trained by Kaiyu. She has been locked in a dark secret room for spice training for many years and becomes emotionally indifferent, as cold as a robot, and not good at socializing.

[Super Vision], able to copy other people's unique skills in an instant, and restore recipes without any fault.

Yan Xian was afraid of this move, let alone other special chefs and Lin chefs.

The chefs don’t want their own recipes, and their unique skills are copied and they can’t beat them, so they can only avoid them far away.

"wrong!"

Yan first discovered something wrong.

The young chef, who was reflected in his pupils, was kneading the dough carefully, repeatedly, as if he was washing a ball of white clothes.

"If it is [super vision], I should copy and learn my cooking skills together."

"Now, he only showed basic skills and had no mysterious techniques!"

But the sense of déjà vu is too strong.

Every chef kneads and washes gluten, probably the same process is true.

But Yan Xian had a strange intuition in his heart, and then he thought of his own tricks late at night and made a pastry snack called "Yulong Gluten". He always felt that there was a tight line of fate.

"If, there is really a shadow of me 'Yulong Gluten'..." Yan Xian squinted his eyes slightly and murmured in a low voice.

Shaoan seemed to hear his whisper and looked over in surprise.

Jade Dragon Gluten?

What kind of recipe is this!

Why is this king of the dark world saying it is his recipe...

Could it be...

Hiss! Shaoan's eyes were surging, and his mood could no longer be calm: "How could it be!"

"If there is a shadow of this king's recipe, wouldn't it be a stone hammer imitation and a stealing master? This kid is too brave, aren't you afraid of attracting the anger of a king in the cooking world?"

I quickly turned my head and observed Yan Xian's side face. I found the "Five Tiger Stars". Instead, I supported my cheeks with my hands. The interest and curiosity in my expression became more intense.

For some reason, this observation result made Shaoan feel mixed in his heart.

Why is this happening!

Today, in the Provincial Chefs Association, in full view of everyone, I just lost to a hairy child who had just been studying for a few days.

Now, he has joined the dark cuisine world.

The boss who came to Shu in person and sent him an invitation letter in person, but under his nose, he looked at another person with a "lovely" look. His eyes didn't move away for a long time, and he seemed to have become air.

Shaoan placed his hands on his knees and suddenly grabbed them tightly.

His face turned green.

There seemed to be a green grassland on my head.

Inexplicably, the last time I met, Yan Xian said to him with his hands behind his back: "You are the only young chef in Shu, who let me see it differently..."

As a result, Xiao Tiantian turned around and became Mrs. Niu who was alone in the empty room.

Shaoan once again realized what is the jungle law in the food and cuisine industry. Only when it is excellent enough can it be worthy of the spotlight.

...

But Xia Yan said this and repeatedly kneaded and washed the dough.

The water from the copper basin was also replaced with several large basins in succession. However, he did not pour all the pure white flour water into the drain as waste, but instead chose the first basin, which was the most turbid basin, and it was preserved.

The dough was finally kneaded and washed into a pool of soft sludge.

What is the size, compared to the original one, is the difference between giants and dwarfs.

This sludge is a highly concentrated wheat protein, commonly known as gluten.

Here, we need to wake up again.

Xia Yan placed the dough water and gluten first, turned his head and set up a Chinese iron pot on the stove.

Add oil and heat the pan.

Then stir-fry the ginger and green onion, then throw the tomatoes that have been cut into pieces and peeled into a pot and cook.

“Wait…”

Before, the tomatoes quickly emerged from the pot without adding water. Because the fire was too strong, the sauce was evaporating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The store suddenly became quiet and silent.

Chen Zhiyuan, who focused the lens on the bar and recorded the video quietly, wanted to remind Manager Xia when cooking pot.

"Click!"

Xia Yan suddenly reached out and uncovered the stove next to him. The lid of the pot of broth that had been boiled for the whole afternoon.

The umami flavor surged out fiercely.

Shaoan's pupils contracted slightly, and for a few seconds of trance, he thought he had seen the scene of a strong umami smell as solid as the essence, forming white clouds and rising from the mouth of the pot.

Wow

The sound of water resounds across the ocean.

The vortex is widening, and in the deep seabed, something is breaking the seal and coming to life.

A wet tentacle was slapped on the side of the ocean fishing boat.

A hand suddenly put on his shoulder, and Shaoan was able to break free from the strong hallucination brought by the umami smell. His breathing suddenly became rapid, and what reflected in his pupils seemed to be the crew member of the ocean-going fishing boat.

"The first time?" Yan Xian pulled his palm back, and his eyes moved away from Shaoan's sweaty face.

This mindless concern made Shaoan nod.

"It's the first time indeed!"

Shaoan took a deep breath: "Can you bring people directly to the umami flavor of heaven..."

"According to legend, the unique skills of the dark cuisine world, the Beichen Tianlang Sword and the Arhat Crystal Slash, can reproduce such a 'blue heaven', right?"

Yan Xian heard this and was stunned for a moment and replied in a funny way:

"This is not a 'blue kingdom'."

"In my opinion, it has left the category of 'Blue Heaven' and reached another realm and level, and I'm afraid it's only..."

Suddenly I stopped talking.

Although these words were reserved, they also explained to a certain extent why they were immersed in without any resistance.

Shaoan was shocked in secret.

What kind of ingredients are they...

It has gone beyond his understanding!

The sound of water once again attracted Shaoan's mind, but this time it was not an illusion. Xia Yan held a large spoon in his hand, spoon after spoon, and scooped the soup into a large Chinese iron pot.

The small half pot of broth was transferred to the iron pot.

I saw the broth that was still filled with umami flavor, mixed with scallion, ginger slices and tomato petals, and the soup was no longer as clear as it was.

Shaoan thrust his face and felt a heart-wrenching pain.

He was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

A pot of good soup, even the quality that the king of the Dark Realm praises, seems to have been wasted by light and fluttering.

"It's better to make clear soup seafood noodles than this, right?" Shaoan couldn't help but sarcastic.

Xia Yan ignored him at all.

But Yan Xian laughed: "Is the clear soup seafood noodles? Actually, I ate it here yesterday."

He blinked at Xia Yan, and the two of them had a tacit understanding of each other's eyes.
Chapter completed!