Chapter 211: Big taste

"What a chef makes must show his own emotions and even his realm. For example, I just pour the food, because I broke up with my first love girlfriend, the pain of separation and reunion, and the distress of separation, it is too difficult to get along with each other. I have been suffering for decades and tried thousands of schemes before I made this "difficult and difficult to meet" and became my representative.
"And you, just get a ramen and challenge me. What do you think of cooking? I told you this because of your potential and ability. I don't want you to go astray. Isn’t it sad that someone who can become a master or even a master chef just gets lost in his skills?"
Finally, he tried his best to persuade himself earnestly:
"The idea of ​​your dish is good, but it is only good. For example, this ramen, in the ramen world, it is very unique, yes, but in the hairdressing world, it is also very common.
His chopsticks provoked a black hair from the plate, then sighed, and put it back, obviously in a very melancholy mood and no appetite at all.
Ivey’s ramen is made of hair. To be precise, it is made of the most beautiful night elf hair.
These darlings of the night maintain their purest bodies. They eat and drink and enjoy the purest gifts of the great forest. In that deep dark forest, and the summoning wet grand canyon that everyone yearns for, they have the purest magic power. Ingredients. The most special group of night elves. They only need to live a happy life, just to be little fairies. They don't have to worry about reality at all, because they are treasures from head to toe, including edible hair and delicacies in the world.
Unfortunately, handling this kind of food is the specialty of the green higher forest elves, which humans simply cannot do. Wang Cong collected these "hair ramen" only out of the hobby of a master chef.
He had cooked several times in private, but failed without exception.
Although Ivey's handling techniques are exquisite, it still does not deviate from the scope of the human chef's ability. And the green elves rely on the limit of blood. They use their tongues to lick, lick and lick, these dark hairs are softened, tame, and delicious. It's that simple, but it makes a real human being angry.
"You don't know what cooking is at all!"
"Licking the dog has nothing!"
"Out to mix, sooner or later have to repay!"
"The way of heaven revolves well, who has God spared?"
It is understandable to question or even abuse. After all, their love for cooking makes them unable to bear these layman's behaviors.
Ivey didn't understand this, but it didn't hinder him, just smiled beside him and didn't care.
"Why not try it. All dishes are ultimately for people to eat. The chef must trust his tongue instead of subjective judgment."
Wang Chu sighed, his mouth is really hard. Young man, there is no crying without the coffin.
He gently picked up a strand of black silk and put it into his mouth.
Smooth, with a hint of fishy fragrance.
It's no wonder that although the hair of night elves is thin, it also has nerves and blood vessels. You can imagine how painful they are when they cut their hair. If you gain something, you will lose some. When you get happiness, it is natural to taste pain.
The entrance of the ramen is smooth, chewy, and has a strong fragrance, especially the magical flavor of the soup, which is simply enjoyable.
There is also the beef, which is a tenderloin of Tianma beef, tender and mellow. The biggest feature of this kind of cattle is that they live in the sky, and they wonder like white clouds. There is a very interesting legend. It is said that the demon cow was also living on the ground at first, but later, because many people were proud of eating the demon beef, some of them boasted that they had eaten it before, and then more people boasted. , The demon cows went to heaven.
So some people later satirized them: why the sky is so dark, because the cow is flying in the sky, why the cow is flying in the sky, because you are blowing on the ground.
Wang Cang’s chopsticks couldn’t stop at all. He ate noodles, wanted to drink soup, drank the soup, but also eat meat, with the meat in his mouth, and the auxiliary vegetables, what big tree, grass, fallen leaves, sunset Yeah...
All the aesthetic feelings are now in my mouth.
After eating a swipe of his mouth, there is no more satisfaction.
Sure enough, there is no wind, rain, or sunshine.
After tasting Ivey's ultimate delicacy, Wang Cong remained silent for a long time before saying:
"There is no wind, rain or sunshine, boy, you have the kind of courage to innovate this kind of cooking, no, the most important thing is this kind of mood, all the master chefs I have seen are not as good as you. admire."
Several other people looked at Wang Cang's expression and were very surprised. It has been a long time since he saw this expression on this top chef.
With a strong curiosity, they picked up the chopsticks.
The answer was soon available.
After eating Wangju’s
difficult to meet, it is also difficult to say goodbye
. Everyone thinks of people who can’t forget. UU reading www.uukanshu.com may hide in the bottom of their hearts and pretend to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, until one day they are caught by a delicacy. Awaken the deep memories.
And Ivey's "no wind and rain nor sunny" made them completely forget their worries and everything, leaving only a feeling of happiness on their faces.
The level of cooking is different, and the height of the station is different. Wang Cang concluded like this in the end.
"I lost and I was convinced that I lost. Only now I understand what the teacher once said: cooking is to bring people happiness. Haha, I wasted most of my life, but today, I was educated by a small junior , I have lived as a dog at my age..."
Chuckle chuckle...
A strange expression appeared on the faces of several people. They quietly exited the hall, as if there was something important to discuss.
The wind and gale outside the window are silent, and the wild dance from the small trees around it is enough to explain its intensity.
On the other hand, it is enough to explain the solidity and quietness of this house.
This is a courtyard constructed by magic. Every creation is extremely strong. It is enough to cut people into white chickens. It is only suitable for forming a gap in the leaves of the small tree, which is only two millimeters. It can't be more.
Here, perhaps it is more unfathomable than I thought. People can't look good, and the yard can't look good.
Ivey thought he was careful enough, but every time, others can bring a lot of surprises.
Perhaps this is the charm of this world, Ivey likes this kind of expeditionary life.
As soon as the door opened, several people brought back their results.
"The big taste is as pale, the most ordinary, the ordinary is true. Your cooking has passed the realm of returning to the original, maybe I can take off this burden."