Chapter 862： : Liu Ying (Part 2)

"I lost?"

Liu Ying stunned.

On the other side, seeing Xia Yu speaking, Liu Lan was shocked, and her head was slightly lowered, which was completely a gesture of respect made by the subconscious.

A middle-aged man, with such a gesture to a boy the size of his son, obviously he recognizes the character Xia Mowang and also has a clear understanding of his culinary realm.

Liu Ying didn't notice that when Xia Yu came forward, his brother Liu Feng and Liu Jing all looked up to the pious expression of Mount Tai.

Xia Yu is about six or seven meters away from the table. She hasn't tasted the ramen and tofu on the table. Why dare you decide to judge the outcome? The reason is simple. First, he has super vision, and he has mastered any small details in the two people's cooking.

Secondly, the gap in the culinary realm put him in a high position, with a high-level overlooking, and a clear vision.

First, it refers to the Mapo tofu that refers to Liu Lan, and praises:

"Thousands of dishes!"

"From the first taste to the sixth taste, you have a very good grasp, without any mistakes. It can be seen that you have already eaten this recipe and have a little improvement..."

Xia Yu smiled.

In terms of improvement, his biting appeared solemn.

Liu Lan was flattered and said, "You see it?"

"of course!"

Xia Yu approached the dining table, picked up a pair of chopsticks, sandwiched a green garlic sprout in the hot red bean curd on the plate, and said with great interest: "Let's talk, why do you treat garlic sprouts as a separate ingredient, take Come out and sprinkle only when serving the plate? The original recipe clearly cooks garlic seedlings with tofu and sauce, so that the garlic seedlings are green, tofu is white, and the sauce is red, forming the "color" of Mapo tofu. "

Liu Lan glanced at Xia Yu's mouth with a smirk in his mouth, and there was a whimper in his heart, knowing that he had long seen the mystery.

With a cough, Liu Lan took the opportunity to seize the opportunity to perform in front of the children. Of course, the praise and recognition of the Xia Demon King also made the honest chef excited. "Garlic seedlings are actually easy to cook, and the leaves are cooking. Not yellow and not rotten, but if you want to grasp the freshness of the garlic seedlings, I think that the step of putting the garlic seedlings should be taken out separately to form an independent process. As for why it is sprinkled on the tray, it is like the fire. 'It's about..."

What is it?

Xia Yu nodded his head, and chopsticks put a small garlic seedling into his mouth. The teeth were bitten down. The taste was fresh and crisp, not sticky teeth when cooked.

"So, this is what comes out of everything... control!"

When the chopsticks were put down, his eyes turned to Liu Ying, who was noisy and noisy. Xia Yu blinked, "And this is what you are missing!"

Liu Ying huffed and looked at him.

The stranger's eyes clearly said: Hey, you guys, who?

She didn't recognize the devil at all, but Xia Yu was choked instead.

"Sakura..." Her brother Liu Feng was anxious in the back, sweat on his forehead. Liu Feng knew that his sister had been closed for a while, and was devoted to studying new dishes. She didn't pay attention to this year's hunting, and how to recognize the new king.

"Tell me, what is your so-called control power?"

Liu Ying stared at Xia Yu with a small look, without fear. "You can't talk about it, then please use words to talk about it specifically."

Explain "control"?

"Well……"

Xia Yu laughed at her ramen, "If it were me to cook this bowl of noodles, seasoning, salt, I would put less, probably one-third less than the original, and put less onion, half , The garlic is peeled one more, right, there are mushrooms in the ingredients, right? This thing probably conflicts with the "treasure" in the bowl, so in order to highlight the theme of the treasure, this thing is not enough, take two or three It’s enough for the petals to taste the soup."

treasure? Liu Lan was dazed.

Zhu Qing nodded with a chuckle. She is the bloodline of Zhu Qi. Although she has a weak sense of taste, she has "super smell". She judges Liu Lan and Liu Ying's dishes by smell.

Liu Ying was also dumbfounded.

A strange guy hasn’t tasted it yet, and she pointed out all the ingredients of her ramen. It’s even more terrifying. This guy also gave improvement suggestions to the face, detailing the ingredients!

What makes Liu Ying most difficult to understand is why her "treasure" in the bowl is so easily seen by others.

It took nearly a month to study the new dishes, the core "treasure" in the eyes of others, nothing to escape, just want to achieve a beautiful victory Liu Ying, not to mention much depressed.

Liu Ying's open mouth said unwillingly: "Why should I believe what you said!"

"Open the mouth and say, who is the king of the mouth, who will not?!"

The problem Lori was obviously angered. From her blinking eyes, she knew that she might secretly suggest to Xia Yu that she was memorizing it.

Xia Yu waved his hand, "You are now following my advice to make another bowl!"

"So, two bowls of ramen, you eat yourself, and then we talk about it."

After talking, Xia Yu and Zhu Qing walked out of the kitchen together.

Liu Ying's face changed for a while at the table.

"Dad, Xia Mo Wang..."

The fat boy Liu Jing quietly went to his father Liu Lan's side, glanced at Liu Ying with great envy, and then looked up at his father's eyes, writing a clearly visible hope.

This is for guidance.

Liu Lan understood it and smiled secretly.

Even for him, this time he looked at Liu Ying who was standing still, his eyes were also full of envy and complexity.

The older brother Liu Feng looked at his sister, his face covered with anxiety, he was almost anxious.

Sister!

He wanted to shout close to his sister's ear-that was Xia Mowang, do you know Xia Mowang?

Then don't hurry to take the pen and book, and record the suggestions of the devil neatly. This may become a heirloom.

...

After leaving the kitchen, return to the lobby seat.

"I said, why are you here, to point a little fart kid?" Zhu Qing laughed, her fingers around the teacup circle, a circle of circles, obviously she cares about Xia Yu's attitude towards Liu Ying.

Speaking, he stood tall and deliberately propped up his large, fully-developed ball on the edge of the table, and his coat was wrinkled. "How can I hear that starting in three years, the maximum death penalty..."

Xia Yu heard black, "I'm going!"

"I'm not really lo*ic*n!" he called injustice.

Zhu Qing just smiled. There was no outsider in the lobby anyway. She maintained an elegant and tempting posture. She winked and glanced over. "And, are you sure that a little boy will listen to you?"

Xia Yu said slightly: "I really hope she listens."

Before Zhu Qing asked why, he said leisurely:

"Aunt Qing, you say, if I want Juju to go downstairs to restore its former glory there must be a lot less of the sign of Liu's bloodline? Otherwise, Ju Ju's downstairs is rebuilt, then Liu's not What does it mean to re-exist?"

This time, Zhu Qing is really stupid.

What restores the former glory of Ju Ju downstairs? For Xia Mowang, it is not difficult to enter Ju Ju and go downstairs to serve as the head chef himself.

But well, if you want people from the Liu family to continue to take charge of Ju downstairs, the difficulty will suddenly increase to the level of hell.

Zhu Qing sweated on his forehead, "A Yu, are you kidding me?"

"This water is too muddy, don't mix it up!"

Xia Yu stared at the direction of the kitchen.

"I hope she is the one I’m looking for, but if you can’t even listen to other people’s suggestions, if you have a small temper and don’t understand what you accept with humility when it comes to cooking and cooking..."

after an hour.

The sound of footsteps passed over quietly.