Chapter 130: : The failure of the pyramid

phone-reading
"Ah, my food is ready!"
The sound of the oven to the point also made a group of people in the kitchen of Jixingliao separate from the gourmet scene of the melting snow in early spring.
Everyone was still a little confused, but on the screen of the phone, Xia Yu turned around and turned on the oven and took out the baking tray. The rich spices smelled like substance and escaped in the kitchen.
And across the screen, everyone seemed to smell the strong fragrance.
Having just eaten Kyo Ping Chuang Zhen's tea and rice, Yi Sehui, Yuriko and Yoshino Yuki and others found that the appetite was awakened again and the saliva in the mouth was increasing.
When the smoke dissipated, the exotic roast chicken on the kitchen counter lifted its veil and appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Xia Yu put the prepared side dishes on the plate one by one, lettuce, lemon slices, cherry tomatoes...
In the end, the colorful side dishes were like flower bushes, surrounded by a roast chicken with golden oil, and the fragrant aromas seemed to have passed through the screen and lingered in the kitchen of Jixingliao.
"I'm dazzled..."
Yoshino Yuki rubbed his eyes, "How did I seem to see the flash just now!"
"There is a problem with the video on the mobile phone. It should be that the kitchen lights shook there." Yi Sehui was also a little surprised.
"Do not!"
Xingping Chuangzhen firmly stared at the freshly baked roast chicken in the picture, and the stomach pouch was creeping. "It's the kind of cooking that glows! Damn it! I want to try it!"
Xia Yu ignored the group of Jixingliao, arranged the side dishes, and then asked the system to appraise and score.
"After identification, your work score is 85."
The system uses mechanical sounds.
"The task [the initial application of the inequality] has been completed."
"Your cooking skill level is increased to lv20."
Although he successfully completed the task of cooking skills, Xia Yu was not very happy.
"Pseudo-luminous cuisine!" Xia Yu sighed inwardly.
The ‘Spice Ninth Egyptian Roast Chicken’, which has just been imitated, does emit light, but the light is only a moment. If you don’t pay attention, your eyes will miss.
Why is it
pseudo
, because Xia Yu, as a chef, knows that the ‘spice inequality’ he has given to cooking is actually imperfect and has serious flaws.
He failed to truly restore the cooking of Dojima silver.
It seems that the spice is bad.
"Failure!"
Xia Yu stared at the face, looked at the dishes with full color and fragrance without expression, and had no appetite. He planned to deal with the failed works.
"What is he going to do?"
Ji Xingliao was drooling, but saw Xia Yu carrying a large plate and walking straight to the kitchen trash can. Then, there was an anxious stop sound from the mobile phone speaker.
"Stop!"
Xingping Chuang shouted anxiously, "Why do you want to dump! Are you dissatisfied with your work!"
"I'm so hungry, I want to eat, I can't dump it..." Yoshino Yuki swallowed saliva, Tian Suohui, and Ryoko's expression.
Yi Sehui and Yiwu Qijun are even more confused.
Obviously it is such a charming dish, and across the screen, it can evoke the greedy insects in the belly of the audience.
Although they haven’t tasted it, just by looking at the dishes, they can judge through their own chef experience that it is a highly finished work, is he not satisfied yet? !
Turning his back to the camera, Xia Yu shook his head, "Because this is a failure."
"What a failure!" Xing Ping Chuang was even more dissatisfied. "It will take a while to know!"
"Your right!"
Xia Yu suddenly changed her mind and brought Egyptian roast chicken to the store.
He just put the plate on a table, the shop door was half-covered, and a low voice came in, "Hey, there is a smell, is it roast chicken? Well, a variety of spices are added, this spice mix style , Is it Egyptian cuisine?"
The voice is a bit familiar, and it is a regular customer.
When Xia Yu returned to the kitchen and brought her mobile phone, she saw a burly man dressed in plain linen gray monk's clothes. He stood at the table, staring at the freshly baked Egyptian roast chicken, scratching his head and scratching his ears, very worried.
"Yo--" Xia Yu greeted.
"Haha!"
Last time, the monk who came from the original God and Ryoko Rina smiled heartily: "Master Chef Xia, we met again, Mr. Aoki Aoki, I did not introduce myself last time."
"Where are your Minister Shinbara and General Ryoko, not coming together tonight?" Xia Yu asked casually.
"Today I came out to perform a task..."
Xia Yu noticed that when talking about the task, Aoki Zong's too heavy eyebrows were wrinkled, obviously the task was not going well.
It was the same line of business.
A pair of sharp kitchen knives, wrapped around the handle with twine, hung around the neck. When the monk laughed heartily, the kitchen knife was under his shoulder, and the shiver shook with cold light.
"Want to eat?"
The store is in the midnight business hours, so Xia Yu actively asked.
"Of course! I still have to work until about four o'clock in the morning, my stomach is hungry!" Aoki Zongtai nodded quickly, and then pointed to the roast chicken on the table, swallowing the saliva: "This is your supper?"
"No, failed work."
"Can I try it?"
"and many more!"
Xia Yu held a mobile phone and the other held a sharp kitchen knife to dissect the whole roast chicken.
The monk Aoki Satoshi didn't notice that he was photographed. Xia Yu just dismembered the roasted chicken, and he couldn't help but disregard his hot hands and grabbed a fragrant roasted chicken leg~EbookFREE.me~ bite it.
Well!
The strong fragrance of juice splashed into the mouth, hot and fragrant.
Not only the flavour of meat, Aoki Sect eyes were empty, and he faintly saw the great desert of Egypt. At the far end was a huge spice pyramid. He counted silently in his heart. There were nine in total, "Well? What's going on, Nine towers, floating and very unstable!"
With chewing, the incomplete regret made Aoki Sect too anxious.
"It's almost blind!"
"The taste is not enough. With another taste, I can climb to the top to enjoy the ultimate taste!"
Aoki Satoshi nibble a chicken leg, turning the depressed and suffocating emotions in his heart into an appetite for breaking the prison cage, and the hungry tiger devouring it.
The kitchen of Jixingliao.
In addition to Yi Sehui, everyone saw that Xia Yu received a face-to-face monk and provided him with a whole plate of Egyptian roast chicken. It seems that the delicious food is snatched, and they can only watch the robbers enjoy it.
"Lecturer Aoki!"
Only the expression of Huixin's heart and face collapsed.
As the seventh seat of the'Ten Yue Ten Masters', at the Ten Masters Conference on the first day of school today, Yi Sehui learned that Yuan Yue will cooperate with ig to set up special elective courses.
From Shilin Temple, the famous super chef in the neon gastronomy world, "Ghost Face Monk" Aoki Zongtai, is the main lecturer of this elective course!
Even without mentioning Mr. Aoki's status as a lecturer, as a top-level chef, Yi Sehui has long respected him. He always wanted to go to the mysterious Shilin Temple to practice a cooking practice.
After a while, Aoki Zongtai, who had eaten the whole Egyptian roast chicken, looked back under the lens of the phone.
"Hey--"
Sighing heavily, Aoki Zong too stared at Xia Yu, hesitant to say anything. (To be continued.) l3l4
(Sikushu)