The Invincible God of Cooking

Ma Jun trembled and put the green vegetables in his mouth and chewed them.

A natural breeze seems to spread out of the mouth, the green vegetables retain a crisp taste, not more jerky, very natural, and the soft-soft smoothness of the shiitake mushrooms brings the green vegetables to a higher level of taste experience.

The green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms are like two elves of nature playing, Ma Jun seems to have come to nature, everything around is a natural elf, he took off all his clothes and ran happily on the grass.

That’s freedom, that’s moving.

Ma Jun thought of playing in the mountains when he was a child, the happy success with his playmates, and the continuous learning of the chef’s craft from his father.

Yes, Ma Jun They are a family of cooks who began to hone their craft at a very young age.

But unconsciously, his cooking is utilitarian, passable, and careful, without the idea of bringing the best deliciousness to everyone in the past.

“Father, I will cook the best food for you and for everyone else.” When he was a child, Ma Jun showed a bright smile.

“Okay, Ma Jun, don’t forget this.” Ma Jiangyuan bent down and touched Ma Jun’s little head.

“Delicious.” Ma Jun wiped the tears from his eyes and put the chopsticks aside, because the dishes on the plate were finished.

“Fang Lin, you are so powerful, I didn’t expect you to have this hand.” The chefs around him gathered around.

“Yes, yes, your craft is comparable to the chef of a big restaurant.”

“When will you teach us?”

The chef gods talked about it, and the shock brought by Fang Lin’s cooking directly left them speechless.

“Okay, you guys continue to cook, there are guests outside.” After Ma Jun finished speaking, he pulled Fang Lin and left.

One of the rooms in the Zhenwei Hall.

“Fang Lin, you are a genius in cooking.” Ma Jun sighed, “You didn’t show it to everyone before, it’s for your father.” ”

Yes, in just one year, he reached this point, a complete genius.

No, it can be said to be a monster

In Ma Jun’s thoughts, perhaps Fang Lin was to experience the fun of teaching apprentices to his father, because Ma Jiangyuan really liked Fang Lin.

During that time, it even made Ma Jun a little jealous.

Fang Lin did not respond, since Ma Jun thought so, it would be better, but it was impossible to reach this level in a year.

After all, in the previous world, he had only trained his ability to high-level knife skills by following the wandering chef since he was a child, and this dish made everything more different because of the heart of the chef god.

Fang Lin can find this point, whether it is cooking, knife work, or fire control, ingredient cooking, etc., it seems that he knows them well.

“So, Ma Jun, let’s start the counteroffensive and let the Zhenwei Pavilion rise again.” Fang Lin stretched out his palm and said.

“Of course, thank you, Fang Lin.” Ma Jun also stretched out his palm.

The two high-fived and smiled.

“Ding, the mission is inspired, defeat the delicious fast, let the treasure pavilion rise again, and reward the high-level god’s tongue.”

Fang Lin heard this voice in his ears, and at the same time, he was able to see this task in his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Lin was about to complete the task, this was a high-level divine tongue, worth 10,000 prestige points.

Fang Lin knew very well that this might be the last preferential treatment given to him by the system, because this was the first task, and the future tasks might not have such good luck.

“Then we first have to eat delicious dishes.” Fang Lin said.

An hour later, Fang Lin and Ma Jun had already sat down opposite Yumeizhai.

Eating the dishes on the table, Fang Lin smiled gently, and from these dishes, he found the same thing, that is, the soup.

Many dishes are filled with a very good soup, which makes the whole dish delicious.

“That’s good.” Ma Jun ate these dishes, and he seemed a little frustrated, and these tastes were indeed better than he burned them.

However, because before, Ma Jun was inspired to become a chef in the past, so that he would not take such things very seriously

“Ma Jun, don’t be discouraged, the level of cooking of these chefs is not better than ours.” Fang Lin tasted these dishes.

Although Fang Lin today does not have a divine tongue and can taste dishes in detail, he has the heart of a chef god, and his grasp of cooking is much stronger than that of ordinary chefs.

“Oh, who am I, it turns out to be Chef Ma Jun and Chef Ma Jiangyuan’s Gao Apprentice Jun.” A middle-aged man walked to the table with a plate of strange dishes.

“Manager Nakayama Noo.” Ma Jun said.

“This is our special braised lion’s head of delicious Zhai, please taste it, I hope Linjun you can tell me, is the level of our cuisine here higher than yours.” Nakayama Yeo said with a grim smile.

“Braised lion’s head.” Fang Lin looked at the two lion heads in this bowl, the overall color of the lion head is full of the temptation of gravy, and he can see that the gravy exudes a kind of light, and with the sauce underneath, it makes people want to eat.

“Manager Zhongshan, then I’m welcome.” Fang Lin picked up the chopsticks and clamped it in the middle of the lion’s head, the whole meat was very tender, Fang Lin didn’t use the slightest strength at all, he broke the lion’s head open, inside was a kneaded-kneaded meat ball, you can find that the gravy flows inside, with a little bit of heat.

Lightly dipped in a little soup, Fang Lin picked up a piece and chewed it gently.

This piece of meat seemed to melt instantly in Fang Lin’s mouth, and the tenderness of the gravy filled the entire mouth in an instant, and this delicious gravy remained from the throat, as if coming to the kingdom of meat, and the lion’s head constantly welcomed Fang Lin’s arrival.

And usually, the lion’s head will be a little greasy to eat, but this will not have at all, but with a fragrance that the meat does not have, which makes every diner have a great appetite.

“It’s delicious.” Fang Lin put down his chopsticks and said.

“It seems that Lin Jun is still very sensible.” Nakayama Yefu smiled, “Then let your store manager Ma Jun move out of this commercial food street as soon as possible, after all, Chef Ma Jiangyuan doesn’t want to see the Zhenwei Restaurant disappear, you say.” ”

“Thank you Zhongshan for your hospitality.” Fang Lin got up and said, “But it’s still that sentence, your restaurant’s cooking level is not much higher than ours.” ”

“Ha, then I’ll be expecting both.” Noo Nakayama seemed to have heard something funny.

“Farewell.”