Food rights and wine beauty: turn a god to farm

Chapter 604 Strength Wins
Because Tonghua is very rare, and the condensed juice is not available at any time, it takes a hundred years to condense, sometimes it may only be condensed to the size of a palm, and then refined and lifted, the final product is not even two sugars.

However, this kind of sugar is not only valuable because of its rarity, but also because this kind of sugar can balance any attributes, which is why her dishes obviously have the five elements, but they seem to have no, because they have been balanced, which is equivalent to the fusion of power.

Lu Zimei immediately lowered her head and said, although this kind of thing is precious and rare, there is no rule that it cannot be used in competitions, but because of the ability of this thing itself, it always feels a bit cheating to use it.

Of course, this is what some people think.

When some people heard the word Tonghua, they looked at Lu Zimei in the light curtain with astonishment and suspicion, and then unconsciously looked at the seat of the Lu family.

This Lu family is indeed a first-class family, and its resources are really rich, including such top-quality treasures.

"The soup is congealed but not strong, soft but strong, with a moderate taste and balanced five elements, but in the future, you can try to balance the power of the five elements without using Tonghua."

"The younger generation would like to follow the instructions, thank you for the senior comments." Lu Zimei hurriedly cupped her hands.

The old man nodded, then looked at the last person, An Ning.

An Ning smiled at them, nodded slightly to the old man, and then continued with her own movements.

The contents of this small pot seem to have been prepared.

She raised her hand to lift the lid, and after the smoke cleared, she could clearly see the contents of the steamer.

This thing still has the same shape as when it was put in before, but the difference is that it looks more crystal clear at the moment, as if it has just emerged from the water, and it has just bloomed, dyed with morning dew.

Probably because of the red meat paste, the top of the broken face petals has a gradual red color, which is very pleasing to the eye.

But the appearance of the game is useless.

An Ning took out the plate, then scooped out the boiled juice with a small slotted spoon and started pouring it around the flowers.

After the red soup covered the bottom of the plate, she slowly poured the soup onto the petals.

Everyone couldn't help frowning when they saw it, wouldn't the red soup not destroy the image once it was poured down?

But soon they were surprised.

I saw that after the red soup was poured, the petals trembled slightly as if they were alive, and then quickly absorbed the red soup on the petals, which also made the red color of the petals more gorgeous.

In this way, the whole dish seems to be the finishing touch, and a faint fragrance of lotus flowers is also diffused around.

When the soup was almost poured, she began to place the bergamot fingers that she had cut off earlier, so that it looked as if the bergamot was twisting a flower all the time.

After doing this, the corners of An Ning's mouth slightly curled up, then he picked up the plate and looked at the three people above.

She walked around the stove and also walked forward, "The junior's is fine too." She said and brought the dishes to the table.

Don't look at the old man's eyes closed all the time, but in fact he has been observing his surroundings with his spiritual sense, especially An Ning, who has attracted the attention of many people in Taotie Immortal Palace.

However, he focused on her not because of her current fame and future potential, but because the dish she made also aroused his curiosity and suspicion.

Like many people, he couldn't see what An Ning wanted to do. He could only say that her cooking process was too simple, and there were too few types of dishes, which seemed very sparse.

During this period, even though he was evaluating other dishes just now, he still did not miss the observation of An Ning, fully seeing every step in her production process, every material, counting the full dozen, I am afraid that the ingredients added, including There are no more than eight kinds of seasonings.

Looking at the reluctantly dish at this moment, a light flashed in his eyes, and then he moved a small piece of bergamot with his chopsticks.

The bergamot slices look very thick, but it feels a bit springy when clamped.

He looked at it before putting the 'petal' into his mouth, and gently refused, then a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at An Ning.

The other two also kept staring at the old man, and naturally they didn't miss the other's expression. They couldn't help but feel a little bit in their hearts, and they also looked at An Ning. Although they didn't show it on their faces, their breathing began to be a little unsteady.

The old man withdrew his gaze, landed on the dish, and put another piece into his mouth.

A dark light flashed in the eyes of Feng Qingyu and Lu Zimei.

The other side moved their dishes and then stopped moving, but An Ning's dishes moved a second time.

But soon their expressions could no longer be maintained.

I saw the old man started to use the third chopsticks, the fourth chopsticks, and the fifth chopsticks...

It looks like it is completely locked in by this dish.

The outside audience looked at this scene, as if there were a few kittens scratching in their hearts, and many couldn't help cursing, "You mean, don't bother to eat, is it really so delicious, it's obviously different Things, so Su Su has something delicious.

After eating twelve slices in a row, the old man gave up, and then looked at An Ning, "Each slice has a different taste, which should be related to the amount of juice you just poured." Although it was a question, the tone was clearly Determined.

An Ning nodded quickly.

"You are always so ingenious and unique." Sometimes it is forbidden to have several flavors in a dish at the same time, which will lose its original taste.

But An Ning is just the opposite, her many different tastes constitute the original taste.

Although the tastes are different, they are all the same, but the taste seems to be changing gradually, from light to strong, which will not confuse people with the original taste, but will be subconsciously remembered and pursued by the taste buds. It became more and more obvious.

There may not be many people who know how to cook this way in the entire ancient continent, so he said that An Ning is unique, and every time he cooks dishes, he seems to be stepping on the thunder point, but he steps on it just right.

An Ning just smiled, cupped her hands and said, "Please enlighten me."

The old man put down his chopsticks and looked at her, "Judging from various aspects and six dishes, this dish is impeccable, but from other aspects, although the gradual change of the taste of this dish will reflect the original taste and even be magnified, but But you have to start eating from the bottom up, and if the order is disturbed, the taste will also be disordered, which is a shortcoming.”

An Ning nodded, this is indeed the biggest shortcoming of this dish, so the chef who made this dish before, or the restaurant waiter always needs to explain it to the customers first, and remind them to eat from the bottom up, otherwise the taste of this dish It will be greatly discounted.

It's just that there is no way to improve this shortcoming.

But anyway, this shortcoming is not included in the rating.

The old man glanced at the three of them, and finally raised his hand, and a token appeared in his hand.

When he lowered his hand, all three of them raised their hearts at the same time.

Soon, his movements stopped, and with a light click, the token was placed next to one of the dishes.

This result is shocking, but it seems to be expected.

The dish next to the token is An Ning's 'Nian Hua Yi Xiao'.

Feng Qingyu's face turned pale in an instant, and she was not even angry or disbelieving, but as if she had been hit by some kind of blow and couldn't wake up for a while.

Lu Zimei's reaction was better, she just pursed her lips slightly, then turned to An Ning, with a slight arc of her mouth, "Congratulations."

After An Ning bowed to the old man to thank him, he bowed his hand to the old man as well.

(End of this chapter)