Chapter 35. The Kitchen Fairy on the Other Side (4000)
Ding Qiuqiu took the "Moon over the Pear Blossom River" from Sun Xunqiao's hand and used a spoon to stir the clear stream water in the white porcelain bowl. The pear blossoms, moonlight, swimming fish and algae in the stream were all swaying in the ripples.
It turned out to be a bowl of pear sugar water ice powder in midsummer.
The pectin and fiber from sage seeds condensed into stream water. The bottom and both sides of the clear stream were pebbles made of mung beans, smoothies, and glutinous rice dumplings.
The light yellow pulp of Caiwan pomelo is smashed and blended with white fungus to become three-quarter moonlight. Small pear blossoms carved from snow pears flutter in the moonlight and in the stream. Under the pear blossoms, koi carps made of various fruits swim around.
The koi is wrapped with a layer of transparent isinglass made from river freshwater, making it radiant and vivid.
Ding Qiuqiu sniffed the cool and sweet fresh aroma of the Lihua River. She dipped her white porcelain spoon into the stream and took a spoonful into her mouth.
The mung beans at the bottom of Qingxi River are plump and sandy, and the outer skin melts in the mouth without any sluggish taste. The delicate and smooth ice powder cracks gently on the tip of the tongue. The various fruit flavors dominated by Caiwan pomelo interpret the flavor.
The abundance of summer makes people indulge in this hot and prosperous season, and the slightly sweet smoothie is like a brief cool breeze that suddenly blows under the shade of the trees...
Why did the wind stop?
The spoon dipped into the clear stream where pear blossoms blended with the moonlight.
There is no element involving the soul in this dessert. After eating it, people will not see any specific picture, but it will make people want to look for a specific picture.
Ding Qiuqiu closed his eyes to trace the memories of summer, but those flashes of light like broken glass could not be touched close to, like a kite with a broken string, disappearing into the boundless clear sky.
The cool breeze in my heart blew through the open windows. The sheets drying on the rooftop were rolling in the sun. The sound and smell of unscrewing the bottle cap of fruity soda seemed to be in my ears, but I couldn't think of myself.
What it looked like in that summer.
This dessert... this Lihuaxiyue dish was indeed a top-notch dessert from a gourmet perspective, but it was not without its shortcomings. She could name a dozen of them just by thinking about them.
However, there was nothing she didn't like about this imperfect summer taste.
The texture of the smoothie is a bit rough, but I like it.
The candied pear is too sweet, but I like it.
The peel of Caiwan pomelo is not completely removed, leaving a little sour taste, but I like it.
The koi pattern drawn with juice isinglass is too tacky, but...
I like.
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A perfect food critic should not have obvious biases. She has never revealed her preferences to the outside world, but the person who made this bowl of dessert seems to have guessed every little hobby, little secret, and little joy in her heart...
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Since Ding Qiuqiu entered the Kukai gourmet world, he has tasted thousands of dishes prepared by top chefs, and many of them can be called one-of-a-kind delicacies.
But she has never tasted a taste like tonight, which was made for one person wholeheartedly... as if it was in tune with her own heart.
The seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine dishes we spend time with day and night are not used to carve my axe, but the seven thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine questions used to understand my preferences.
So this is what you call telepathy?
"Clang."
The spoon hit the small white porcelain bowl with only a shallow layer left, and the broken ice clinked against the wall.
Ding Qiuqiu put down the spoon and porcelain bowl, turned sideways and smiled at Sun Xunqiao, showing her braided teeth. She turned around quickly, bringing up a gust of breeze, and there was a faint light in the night, which was silver.
Diamond-shaped earrings swayed among the falling pear blossoms.
Sun Xunqiao's hand stretched out to take the bowl was a beat slower, and he suddenly felt that there was summer in that smile.
Ding Qiuqiu took a step closer, put the porcelain bowl back into Sun Xunqiao's hand, and said:
"Why did you suddenly give me such expensive things? We have never chatted on Tongxu.
I thought you wanted to bribe me, so I deleted you and reported you to the organizing committee...I'm sorry.
You can make such a taste without using bribery.
So, why did you give me the blood marrow of the Red Bird worth 100,000 crystal clusters without saying a word?"
Ding Qiuqiu is not a stubborn and hypocritical person. She is open-minded and does not want to cover up the mistakes she has made.
She is not a dull person either.
The main ingredient of this bowl of snow pear sugar water ice powder is sage seeds.
Coming from the Pan-Eastern civilization, how could I not know the meaning of Xiuli?
How could she not know his thoughts after she had eaten the Pear Blossom Creek Moon and had a close connection with the spirit hidden in the dessert?
It makes Xili think it is reasonable, and he is afraid to raise his toes and touch the wood.
Because of the hibiscus, I became a matchmaker, and I was afraid of wearing my clothes and my feet were wet.
This is "Thinking of Beauty" from the Nine Chapters of Chu Ci.
"Why, why didn't you say a word?"
Sun Xunqiao's eyes widened, "I've liked every post you posted on Tongxu, and you've commented on it and you've replied to it many times.
Under the article you analyzed the development of Higan Cuisine in the next twenty years, we replied to each other dozens of times, so why..."
"alright!"
Ding Qiuqiu rolled her eyes at him several times angrily and funnyly, and said:
"Then I shouldn't give you something so expensive. One hundred thousand crystal clusters. I can't save so much money even if I live frugally all year round.
I handed the Daniao blood marrow to the organizing committee as evidence, and I will go get it back and return it to you after the competition."
Sun Xunqiao shook his head quickly, "No, no, it's not as expensive as you said. I ordered it from an acquaintance. The Daniao Blood Marrow produced in Nantiao Mountain on the other side is just like eight thousand crystal clusters. Are you trying to consolidate your soul?"
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"You think I don't know the goods?
There is a Danniao Wang Ling embedded in that piece of blood marrow. One hundred thousand crystal clusters is a conservative price. Where can you find eight thousand crystal clusters of Wang Ling's blood marrow for sale on both sides of the sea? Introduce that acquaintance to me and I'll cover it all.
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Wang Ling's Blood Marrow... Oh my god, I owe Dafa a favor to my senior sister. If I had known earlier, I should have checked the goods first, and I shouldn't have asked my senior sister to courier it directly to her.
There is actually a Wang Ling Dan bird in Nantiao Mountain. It seems that the tomb visited by the senior sister is not simple... Bah, now is not the time to think about such things.
Sun Xunqiao quickly figured out the cause and effect, but still waved his hands and refused:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You can take it first and use it. Since it is Wang Ling's blood marrow, the soul fragrance is generated by itself, and there is no loss for anyone who uses it. I have just been to this world.
No need for it."
Ding Qiuqiu didn't hesitate, took out the mobile phone from the diamond-shaped space earrings and said:
"Then I'll pay you rent. What's your phone number?"
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In the fantasy world of "Telepathy", a Sun Xunqiao appears in front of every audience.
The owner of the breakfast shop, the chef of the hot pot city, the aunt who sells ice powder cold cakes on a bicycle under the bridge, the elder brother who sells celery noodles on Linyuan Road, the aunt who makes chicken wings stuffed with sausages across the street from the school, and the old man who fried potato chips in the printing factory.
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Everyone is Sun Xunqiao.
In front of more than 100,000 spectators, more than 100,000 Sun Xunqiao presented a "tacit understanding" with them.
These dishes are not made for an important competition or a precious ingredient, but for everyone, for everyone's little preferences and little joys.
At the breakfast shop on Linyuan Road, Lao Li picked up a pair of celery and sauerkraut noodles with chopsticks. The minced meat in the noodles had been fried for too long and was crumbly and hard, but it smelled so fragrant that he just liked this bite.
At Jiang's Frozen Ice Noodle Snack Shop, several people were shouting and howling while eating mung bean smoothie that was so cold that their brains hurt.
In the private room of the riverside fishing village, Ye Shuangliu suddenly put down her bowls and chopsticks. She had eaten the clam-shelled fish piled with Muma mountain peppers in the dry pot until only the bones were left. She took a deep breath and saw the color.
The red meat is thick, and the spicy peppers are still dancing on the taste buds.
"One more!"
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"Why aren't we the only ones? Sun Gou thinks we will definitely vote for him, so he treats us differently, double standard and stingy dog!"
Bai Hekong sat and waited outside Gaoji's door for a long time, but she didn't wait until Sun Xunqiao served her the special seafood dish. He stretched out his arms and slapped them on the table.
"I don't care, I want to vote for the cheongsam girl!"
Liang De and Mu Yigui were sitting at another small table drinking Jianlibao, paying no attention to what the rebellious Bai Hekong was talking about.
"...One hundred thousand clones?
It's not that great. My senior brother prepared more than 100,000 dishes in advance and asked these automated tools to reproduce them over and over again.
Without me providing him with energy, he wouldn't be able to pull off this trick."
Mu Yigui looked around and saw that the streets at night were full of delicious food and people enjoying themselves, and they were bustling with people.
"Looking at this situation, the audience's popularity vote has been stabilized. The vote for Southern Shaolin Monk Shilian must go to Sun Gou. As long as he wins Ding Qiuqiu... Sun Gou will win the championship with unanimous votes this time."
"Full vote?" Liang De was a little puzzled, "Isn't there also Ning Feng who is tongue-pulling hell?"
Mu Yiqi flicked the can on the table and smiled mysteriously:
"Ning Feng will definitely vote for Sun Gou."
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At midnight, people in the small fantasy town are still awake, drinking is still late, and prosperity is not yet declining.
But this feast has come to an end.
The aroma of yellow rice that was about to be steamed suddenly became stronger in the venue, and the sudden aroma of rice woke up all the diners who lingered in their dreams.
Outside the venue, it was already dark on the main star of Baichuanhaiji.
Sun Xunqiao slowly closed his palms and stood directly on the rostrum after falling from the air.
The three judges, Ding Qiuqiu, Shilian, and Ning Fengye, stood up and pressed the voting button on the light screen in front of them together with the audience.
There is only one name on the big screen at the Chef Fairy Star Competition:
"Sun Xunqiao."
From the judges to the audience, everyone voted for Sun Xunqiao.
The audience burst into cheers, and the big-screen camera turned to the competition area. Ye Shuangliu bit her lips and clapped reluctantly.
She has no objection to Tianxia Daji losing to this telepathic soul, but... and... it's hateful!
Sun Xunqiao lowered his head and put on the chef's gold medal awarded by Ding Qiuqiu. He raised the trophy and said a few words such as "Shaolin Kung Fu is good, it's really good."
Master Shilian was reading the manuscript quickly. In his passionate praise, Sun Xunqiao, the guardian of the mountain gate who brought art to the profession, seemed to have represented the glorious history and fine traditions of Shaolin on the other side. All he had to do was possess the soul of Patriarch Bodhidharma.
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After the award ceremony, Sun Xunqiao swaggered into the stands and joined the crowd from Sheng Wuxu Private High School who came to watch the game.
Bai Hekong tore up the "Go Sun Gou" banner in the air with a crash and said:
"Sun Gou, you still have the nerve to come here! A double-standard stingy dog!"
Sun Xunqiao was very proud and held up the trophy:
"Be respectful, have you seen my trophy? Who is a leading figure in the culinary world on the other side?"
He patted the special chef's white towel tied to his left arm vigorously.
"Have you seen this towel? I still have some tricks up my sleeve.
Let's go to Baichuan Zen Temple. Brother Sun will use this towel to show you one more trick and let you taste the super invincible sea view Buddha Jumps Over the Wall with the power of the Twelve Chef Immortals from the Other Side!"
He hooked Mu Yiqi and Liang De's necks on the left and right, and led a group of people from Sheng Wuxu Private High School out of the stands and out of the venue.
At the exit of the stadium, nine real fires like flaming dragons circled an open space. Ye Shuangliu stood in the center of the fire circle, looking at Sun Xunqiao without saying a word.
Mu Yigui, who was arm-in-arm with Sun Xunqiao, had a dark face and said with some embarrassment:
"Take shelter for now. If that doesn't work, I'll pretend to be you and lure her away... After I borrowed the photo, the most beautiful thing in your eyes is Ye Shuangliu. I really thought it was her."
"Am I such a superficial person who falls in love based on looks?
Lao Mu, what are you saying about the 70% simulation level? The essence of me is in the 30% that you can't imitate."
Sun Xunqiao released Mu Yigui's left hand, and Yuezhong walked to Ye Shuangliu and said:
"I was wrong to interfere with you with that despicable provocation before the game.
sorry."
"Why would you say this when you are in a battle formation!
If you lose, you lose. I, Ye Shuangliu, am not someone who cannot afford to lose."
Ye Shuangliu put away the dragon-shaped real fire behind his back, approached Sun Xunqiao with a cold face, lowered his head hard and bit him hard under the ear.
The fire broke out, and the figure of the woman in the rouge-colored cheongsam disappeared, leaving only her cold and stern voice.
"I won't lose again next time!"
At this time, the main screen of the competition was still following Sun Xunqiao, the newly minted champion, and the live broadcast had not stopped. Not only Ding Qiuqiu in the venue, but also Ning Yunzai and Wu Tao who were watching the live broadcast after leaving the venue also saw this scene.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At the intersection of three murderous intentions, Sun Xunqiao turned back stiffly.
"Junior brother, how long does it take to learn how to behead and reborn?"
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This Shore of the Sea, World No. 415, Hongye Building on Shanqian Street near University Town, Xiangbei City.
Liang De came out from the thin carpet door with his suitcase. He sniffed and smelled the compound smell of alcohol in the bedroom upstairs.
Brother Xian didn't go to the bookstore...that's right, it's only five o'clock in the morning.
He put down the inbound portal suitcase, took out a light blue decoration electric drill from his arms, and expertly fixed it on the ceiling of the first floor.
So what about five o'clock in the morning?
The day's plan starts in the morning, start the alarm clock!
Li Zhixian's furious roar came from the bedroom on the second floor:
"Die Die Die!"
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Three minutes later.
"Garbage boy, go and mend that hole in the ceiling."
The all-purpose housekeeping robot Garbage Boy received the order, and started to measure the size of the hole made by Li Zhixian's owl guide beast.
Li Zhixian squatted on the sofa, grabbing a bottle of 14th generation Shuanghong Daiginjou and gargling it with great displeasure. He just wanted to blow Liang De's head off right away, but as soon as he saw his shining head, his anger disappeared.
Lost most of it.
She sorted out the new materials brought back by Liang De, combined the trip to Geyu and the chef competition on the other side, and added a lot of inner drama and highlight moments for Sun Xunqiao.
After processing, Sun Xunqiao looked like a leading actor. As soon as he opened his mouth, he said:
“I think there are endless possibilities for Chinese food!”
“If you have a cooking dream that you can’t realize no matter how hard you try, let’s make it come true together!”
"You don't even want to call me Brother Sun..."
"Let's go to the top of the food world on the other side together!"
"I'll give her a dish she won't be able to refuse."
After Liang De pinched his nose and reviewed it, Li Zhixian threw the material scroll into the cardboard altar.
After putting the scroll in, the carton vibrated in place a few times, and suddenly there was a hissing sound.
A wisp of green smoke floated out from the carton, forming Tai Fengxian's old face in the air.