Chapter 739 Boss Bu’s Sad and Sad Face
The dough kneaded from blood-colored flour was spinning in Ouyang Chenfeng's hands, and the energy was constantly flying, making the dough extremely radiant.
Grrrrrr! !
The large pot that was being cooked began to boil, the lid of the pot was shaking, and hot steam spurted out from the pot, which was extremely hot.
Ouyang Chenfeng's face was solemn, his eyes were cold and without any emotion. This was very different from his usual gentle look, which many people had rarely seen.
Tear it apart!
Blood-colored flour rose up. The next moment, the dough in Ouyang Chenfeng's hand was completely stretched. He stretched out a finger, touched the dough, and waved his hand. , the dough rotates in the air, and as it rotates, a noodle as thin as a dragon's whisker is pulled out, constantly rotating and spreading.
Soon, around Ouyang Chenfeng's body, the noodles were like blooming flowers, constantly floating and dancing, and with the flying flour, they actually exuded a strange beauty.
Everyone was silent and sinking. When they knew that the flour was actually soaked in blood, they were shocked in their hearts, but at this moment, they were only amazed.
The noodles are dancing like ribbons, extremely gorgeous.
Suddenly, the noodles swept away one after another and fell into Ouyang Chenfeng's hands. The bloody noodles exuded a strange brilliance.
Placing the prepared noodles on the stove, Ouyang Chenfeng walked towards the boiling cauldron.
There are ninety-nine spiritual beasts and birds cooking inside.
After opening the lid of the big pot, a surging fleshy air rose into the sky...
Everyone gasped, feeling shocked.
Ouyang Chenfeng fished out all the spirit beasts and birds inside. The meat of the spirit beasts and birds was half cooked, and their bodies were radiating heat.
However, Ouyang Chenfeng didn't seem to be happy and it ended like this.
He threw away all the soup he cooked for the first time...
He put these birds and beasts into the pot again and started to cook...
This time during the cooking process, he continued to sprinkle the cut elixir foam into it.
These medicinal sprays were sprinkled on the flesh of these spirit beast birds, and soon the flesh of these birds became attractive in color.
Is this the soup base for cooking pasta?
A bowl of noodles, apart from the noodles, is of course also important for the noodle soup base. This soup base is very important whether it is used to make noodles or used to make noodle soup.
According to Ouyang Chenfeng's method, he planned to use the soup made from ninety-nine spiritual beasts and birds to make the soup base. This was a very technical test.
However, in the following time, Ouyang Chenfeng dumped the cooked soup base again, and he gave up the second time.
The third time he boiled the soup base, this time, he added a lot of elixirs. As the soup boiled, these elixirs emitted a unique aroma.
Wow!
Ninety-nine spiritual beasts and birds were taken out by him.
The cicada-wing knife rolled around in his hand very quickly and was as thin as a cicada's wing. Every time it cut, it cut off a piece of tender flesh from the belly of the spirit beast bird and cut it into a thin slice. .
A spiritual beast bird... took only one thin slice and put the slices together. The ninety-nine slices were chopped into pieces instantly by the cicada-wing knife.
Ouyang Chenfeng collected these minced meat like powder and put them aside for later use.
With a shake of his hand, he fished out the bloody noodles. The noodles soaked in blood had a unique smell of blood.
Ouyang Chenfeng's expression remained unchanged as he carefully put the noodles into the bottom of the boiling pot.
The bottom of the pot is very fragrant, with the aroma of elixir and the richest meat aroma.
The two are mixed together, creating a unique flavor.
Wow!
As soon as the noodles entered the pot, Ouyang Chenfeng began to let the noodles wander in the pot. He shook them, and the boiling and scalding soup base reflected in his eyes.
Suddenly, Ouyang Chenfeng shook his hand and pulled it out suddenly, and the noodles spun and spread in the air.
The soup splashes.
Five small bowls were prepared and placed one by one. The red noodles exuded an enchanting beauty and became even more gleaming after being stained with the soup.
After putting it into the five small bowls prepared, Ouyang Chenfeng took out the soup and poured it into them one after another.
La la la, the clear soup, as clear as spring water, is poured into the bowl, which immediately makes the noodles plump.
Of course, this isn't the end of it.
Ouyang Chenfeng took the minced meat, which was almost turned into fine powder, and sprinkled it into the bowl. After a while, it was completely integrated...
With a touch of his hand, he took the Cicada Wing Knife and cut a large piece of elixir into slices. He put several slices into a bowl and put them on the plate.
Sky burial noodles...completed.
The Sky Burial Noodles that made everyone rave about it... were just such a simple bowl of noodles.
But everyone had just watched Ouyang Chenfeng's cooking, and they all knew how much effort went into this seemingly simple bowl of noodles...
Ouyang Chenfeng took a step back and took off the cloth band tied to his forehead. His hair fell down and crossed his face.
The cold eyes returned to that gentle look, and Ouyang Chenfeng looked at Bu Fang with a smile on his lips.
His dishes have been finished, and the next step... depends on Bu Fang.
Bu Fang naturally didn't know that Ouyang Chenfeng had finished cooking...
In fact, his face is about to enter the final stage.
Sky burial noodles represent sadness... People who eat them will shed tears involuntarily and feel a funeral-like sense of sadness.
This was created with the sorrowful emotions formed when the ninety-nine bird spirit beasts died instantly...
Bu Fang decided to fight fire with fire. He did not plan to cook dishes that would make people happy. Instead, he continued to cook dishes that made people feel sad. He planned to make the judges who tasted the dishes feel a river of sadness.
Sad and ecstatic face...
This is the bowl of noodles Bu Fang plans to cook this time.
This is a seemingly ordinary noodle with ordinary ingredients, but the cooking method is very different.
After all, this is a noodle dish that is filled with strong emotions of sadness. It requires the chef to feel the sadness during the cooking process and transfer the sadness into the noodles, making it feel sad and ecstatic.
The Xuanwu pot was suspended, Bu Fang was expressionless, but there was a little bit of sadness flowing in his eyes.
The pot was burning red. Bu Fang took the five prepared spirit beast eggs and gently cracked them. The egg liquid burst out and fell into the pot.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The aroma of egg suddenly hits.
The aroma is tangy.
But Bu Fang still had a sad face, his emotions mixed with his mental power, bit by bit, and finally seeped into the dishes.
Although this is a simple fried egg, it has a special and extraordinary feeling.
The five pieces of small steaks were also fried in oil. The meat on the steaks was trembling, and the meat seemed to be stretched out. This meat was naturally not gluttonous meat.
The kitchen bucket has regulations that the ingredients used in dishes cannot be of too high a grade. Of course, as chefs, they know this too.
If the ingredients in the dish taste too good and cover up the taste of the noodles, then the bowl of noodles will be a failure.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, pasta ingredients will not use too high-end ingredients.
Bai Huahua's noodles were cooked, but the bottom of his pot was completely different from Ouyang Chenfeng's.
A few pieces of elixir roots were tumbling out from the bottom of Bu Fang's pot, but there was nothing else.
What is cooked is completely pure water soup...
But Bu Fang naturally wouldn't make the soup base as simple as that.
He took out a crystal jar, removed the lid of the jar, and when Bu Fang took a sniff, his eyebrows trembled...
It's really a spicy taste that makes people feel sad.
After Bu Fang sighed lightly, he dropped a drop of abyss chili sauce into the soup base.
In just an instant, the originally clear soup base turned fiery red, full of spiciness.
And Bu Fang also dropped a drop of abyss chili sauce on each of the fried eggs and fried pork chops...
The chili sauce smells very good, and it actually gives the dishes a different aroma.
The noodles were put into the pot and tumbled in the soup. After the noodles gradually took on a rosy color, they were fished out by Bu Fang.
The water splashes, and the white noodles exude this luster and steaming heat.
Every time you hit it, the noodles will shake a little.
Put the clean noodles into the prepared blue and white porcelain bowl, then cover it with a piece of steak, and finally place the steaming and cute fried eggs on it.
In the center of the fried egg, there was a drop of abyss chili sauce and some chopped green onion.
A bowl of ecstasy noodles that looks extremely simple is complete.
Bu Fang wiped off the water stains on his hands and looked at the bowl of noodles with a complicated look on his face...
When he cooks, he likes to make dishes that make people happy, and the emotion of the dishes is related to the chef's own emotions.
In order to make this bowl of noodles, Bu Fang needed to incorporate his own feelings of ecstasy into it.
Bu Fang didn't like this feeling of sadness.
He believes that cooking is to make diners feel happy.
Therefore, Bu Fang felt that he would not make this bowl of noodles a second time.
Huh... exhaled a long breath, Bu Fang finished his first dish, and his next opponent.
Bu Fang raised his head and looked at Wang Tong in the distance, who was neither happy nor sad, as if he was tortured by the wasted years.
The half white and half black hair is full of vicissitudes of life.
He was currently finishing the dishes without joy or sadness.
…
Boom!
The huge skull kept coming at a rapid pace and couldn't stop at all.
Many strong men widened their eyes and watched in shock as the huge skull hit them.
Which holy land does this exist?
With a loud bang, the skull hit the ground, plowing a deep ditch on the ground, and the soil on the ground was turned up.
However, the skull was still intact, and two figures crawled out from it.
"Ahem, cough, cough... come out, young man, and landed perfectly and safely." Pluto Erha stood on top of the skull and said.
Ziyun Saint got out of it, breathing the fresh air, and her beautiful face showed excitement.
"It's finally here!"
"You young man said that there are hot bars here...don't deceive my innocent feelings." Pluto glanced at Ziyun sideways.
Ziyun's long eyelashes suddenly trembled, "Brother Ha, what are you talking about! How could Ziyun lie to you! Without La Tiao, Ziyun will be yours from now on!"
What Ziyun said was righteous.
Pluto Erha glanced at her sideways with dark circles under his eyes, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Young man, you have a beautiful idea."
The two of them were talking to themselves, ignoring the astonished looks of the strong men around them.
You should know that the powerful people floating around at this moment are all from the major holy places of Qianlong Wangting.
They stared at the skull that fell from the sky and the two quarreling people that came out of the skull...
Suddenly, a strong man's eyes suddenly widened.
"Hey, isn't this the Purple Cloud Saint?! Why did this little ancestor come here?" This strong man is a powerful existence from Tianquan Holy Land. He was originally here to help the old man take down the inheritance of Taotie Valley.
As a result, he encountered this kind of thing before he made a move.
Many people from other holy places also looked at him strangely.
Tianquan Zizun's daughter, Purple Cloud Saint?
She was actually pulling and tugging with a strange man in public... If Zizun knew about it, would he be so angry that he would vomit blood? Everyone knows that Zizun is very precious to his daughter.
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