Chapter 448 Liangshan Bo
“The recipe for Golden Egg Fried Rice was restored by me!!”
Listening to Chen Anxia's calm and confident words, the scene suddenly became quiet. Miyoko Hojo, Kei Isshiki and Fumio Omidou were all stunned on the spot, with looks of shock and disbelief on their faces, as if they were doubting whether their ears were. It’s not that I heard the wrong thing.
Created by the legendary Chinese supreme dragon chef Abei Fairy, and later made famous by the chef Liu Pleiades, the luminous dish, Golden Egg Fried Rice.
This magical dish, this seemingly minimalist dish, this dish that has been failed to be successfully restored by many talented chefs for hundreds of years, this...
There are too many words used to describe this dish, but today the young man in front of him successfully recovered. Once this news gets out, I don't know how much shock it will cause.
Among them, the three major culinary industries of China, Japan and Korea should be the first to be affected.
After a long time, Dai Midang Wenxu gradually came back to his senses, looked at Chen Anxia with some trembling, and said with a trembling voice, "You...what did you say? Say it again?"
"I said, I restored the recipe for golden egg fried rice." Upon seeing this, Chen Anxia smiled slightly and responded without hesitation, without a trace of hesitation on his face.
After Yisehui heard Chen Anxia's affirmative answer again, she seemed to have a thousand words in her heart, but in the end, she only said one sentence: "You are really terrible!"
Although Miyoko Hojo did not speak, her eyes looking at Chen Anxia were blooming with indescribable brilliance at this moment.
"Okay, I agree that you can move into the dormitory. Your room is room 304." Omido Fumio looked at Chen Anxia with an appreciative smile and said, directly handing the key to dormitory 304 to Chen Anxia.
After Chen Anxia took the key, he looked at Isshiki Hui and Omidou Fumio sincerely and said, "Please give me more advice in the future."
"I'm not qualified to advise you. We can discuss it with each other in the future." Upon seeing this, Yise Hui gently patted Chen Anxia's shoulder and said with the same sincere expression.
If Yise Hui could recreate the legendary dish of golden egg fried rice, then Chen Anxia's cooking skills must have reached a rather terrifying level.
At least with Yisekhui's current cooking skills, it is impossible to recreate the golden egg fried rice dish. Of course, this is also related to the fact that Yisekhui is not majoring in Chinese cuisine.
Of course, this does not mean that Chen Anxia's cooking skills are better than those of Isek Hui. After all, this is the difference in cooking between the two parties.
Just like the God of Cooking Liu Pleiades, he was only the God of Cooking in the Chinese cuisine world. At that time, Chinese cuisine was ranked first among the three major cuisines in the world, so there was no doubt about the weight of Liu Pleiades' title of God of Cooking.
But this does not mean that the chef Liu Pleiades at that time was invincible in the world. You must know that there are chefs at the level of chefs in other cooking circles, but they have not competed with each other, so they cannot make rash judgments.
And if Yisekhui is allowed to use all his strength, he may not be able to make dishes that are comparable to or even surpass the golden egg fried rice. After all, even special dishes have levels, and golden egg fried rice is only the most basic special dish.
So if Chen Anxia wants to dominate Totsuki Academy with a golden egg fried rice, that is really wishful thinking.
But it is undeniable that with just this golden egg fried rice, Chen Anxia has already stood on the upper level of the Yuanyue Academy pyramid, surpassing most of the students.
On the other side, after a long drive, Nakiri Senzaemon finally arrived at his destination this time, Liangshan Lake.
The sky was already dusk at this moment, and Nakiri Senzaemon looked at the quaint dojo in front of him, and looked at the three Chinese characters of "Liangshan Bo" written on the gate plaque, which represented a leaping dragon, snake, majestic and free-spirited, with a somewhat emotional expression.
This time only Nakiri Senzaemon got out of the car, and the bodyguard responsible for driving did not get out of the car, as if there was no need for a bodyguard here.
Without any further hesitation, I saw Nakiri Senzaemon slowly walking to the simple wooden door of Liangshan Bo.
He took a slow, deep breath, and then pushed hard on the wooden door in front of him.
Although this is a wooden door, its weight is not light at all. This wooden door is composed of left and right half doors, each half of which is estimated to weigh more than 40 kilograms.
Therefore, it is very difficult for ordinary people to push the door, but even this extremely heavy door was pushed open by Nakiri Senzaemon very easily.
Nakiri Senzaemon, who pushed open the door, walked in without any hesitation and closed the door again.
At this moment, in the inner courtyard of the dojo, a young man who was naked on the upper body and wearing loose training clothes on the lower body was doing a desperate step.
Why do you say desperate? It's because this young man's hands are raised flat, grabbing two heavy cans. On top of both arms, near the shoulders, there is a wrist guard tied on each side, and there are two wrist guards on the wrist guard. The curved sharp knife was pointed straight at the boy's body.
It can be imagined that as long as the boy's arms are a little loose, these two curved sharp knives will stab the boy's body without hesitation.
Not only that, there was a bowl of hot water on the boy's thighs, which were at a ninety-degree angle due to the horse's stance, and on his head, and a lit incense stick directly under his butt.
Once the boy's posture is not standard, it will be tragic and foreseeable.
At this moment, the young man was already trembling a little, and it was obvious that he was about to lose his strength. Next to the young man was a middle-aged man with a soft appearance wearing loose judo uniforms who was drinking tea and seemed to be supervising the young man's practice. Same.
At this time, the young man who was almost unable to hold on anymore seemed to have seen something and couldn't help but be a little surprised and said, "Oh, master, someone seems to be here? Is that person also from our dojo?"
The middle-aged man in judo uniform couldn't help but turn his head when he heard the words. At this glance, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became solemn. He looked at the visitor and said, "The devil king is here. It's really disappointing to welcome him from afar!"
As for the demon king in the middle-aged man's mouth, it must be Nakiri Senzaemon. Nakiri Senzaemon looked at the middle-aged man and said very calmly, "Akisame boy, long time no see, that old guy from Fuulinji Temple" Where?"
As he said this, Nakiri Senzaemon couldn't help but glance at the young man who was practicing. It was this glance that made the young man feel an indescribable sense of pressure and restraint. Taking another breath, even his trembling posture suddenly became stiff.
"The elder's words should be in his room." A middle-aged man named Qiu Yu said.
"Then I'll go find him first. You seem to have something to do, so I won't disturb you for now." Nakiri Senzaemon said, and then left.
After seeing Nakiri Senzaemon leaving, the young man who was practicing seemed to have been deprived of oxygen for a long time and suddenly breathed in fresh air. He suddenly took a big breath and said with shock, "Who is this old man?" , how can just one look be so terrifying."
The middle-aged man named Akisame on the side looked at the back of Nakiri Senzaemon, frowned slightly and murmured, "Does the appearance of the Demon King of Food here mean that the dinner party is about to begin?"
As she spoke, Qiu Yu couldn't help but look at the dim sky, her eyes a little wandering as she murmured, "I don't know who the elders will send this time."
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PS: Thanks to Nangong Binglan and 2 Goods Demon King for their reward support.