The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Ye Feng ran away and slipped back to the head hall.

Misty kitchen.

Xia Wenwen stood on the ground, staring at Li Jiaojiao and others, and the scene fell silent for a while.

"Am I right?"

"She turned out to be a descendant of the Old Sage of the Sun!"

"Then doesn't she have the blood of a saint?"

"Little Junior Sister, I heard that you like to eat?"

Li Jiaojiao and the disciples of the back kitchen all squatted down, surrounded Xia Wenwen with powder makeup and jade, and asked one by one.

"Yes!" Xia Wenwen tapped his chin, reached out and sucked his right index finger, looked at the various ingredients in the back kitchen, and couldn't help swallowing.

This action made the disciples laugh.

Li Jiaojiao put her hands on Xia Wenwen's tender shoulders, and said softly: "Little Junior Sister, what do you want to eat, we will make it for you, and we will make sure to feed you white and fat."

"Really? That's great!" Xia Wenwen's eyes lit up and excited.

She added: "But, I'm very picky, it tastes bad, I don't want to eat it."

The disciples laughed again.

"Little Junior Sister, don't you see who we are."

"This is the back kitchen of the Misty Sect!"

"Which one is not the chef or the chef who can mix here? Especially Senior Sister Jiaojiao, she is recognized as the God of Cooking."

The disciples said babbledly, appearing very confident.

"Ah, really? I can't help it anymore!" Xia Wenwen slobbered and smacked his lips.

"I'll give you an egg fried rice first." A teenager stood up and volunteered.

His name is Bai Hanlin, Linghai First Heavy.

Some time ago, Bai Hanlin was walking outside and participated in the Spirit Kitchen Competition in a three-star city. He won the first place and was respected as the "Young Chef King" by the world.

"It's Brother Bai!"

"He is the young cook king, and he will surely let the younger sisters feast on their mouths."

The disciples talked about it.

At this time, Bai Hanlin had already started to burn oil.

Although it was only a fried rice with eggs, Bai Hanlin was not sloppy either.

Making egg fried rice may seem simple, but in fact it is not easy, it is a test of skill!

Chi Chi!

Bai Hanlin's method is to start the pot and burn the oil first, then pour the slightly moist and loose rice into the pot and start to stir evenly.

Next.

He poured the well-stirred raw eggs into the rice, added salt, and started to stir evenly.

For the control of fire, Bai Hanlin is also a must.

soon.

The fried rice in the pot turned into a single grain, showing a pale golden color, crystal clear as gold and jade, and the fragrant smell made people move their index fingers.

"Guru!"

Many disciples all swallowed.

Even Li Jiaojiao felt that the appearance and smell of this egg fried rice was almost perfect, but she didn't know how it tasted.

"It's out of the pot!"

Bai Hanlin put the egg fried rice in a white ceramic bowl, used it to compact and flatten it, and then buckle it upside down on a plate to make it into a hemispherical shape.

last phase.

Bai Hanlin put a pair of chopsticks on the right side of the plate and sent it to Xia Wenwen.

"Come, have a taste!"

The disciples were smelling the smell, they thought it was good, and they all wanted to eat it, but Xia Wenwen kept swallowing.

She picked up the chopsticks, took a grain of rice, and brought it to her mouth.

It melts in your mouth, soft and sweet!

This was Xia Wenwen's first impression of the egg fried rice. Then, a strong fragrance bloomed between her lips and teeth, which stimulated her taste buds and gave her a faint sense of happiness.

A satisfied smile appeared on his small face.

"Little Junior Sister, how do you feel?"

Bai Hanlin asked quickly.

Xia Wenwen didn't speak, but started to eat rice. He ate up a plate of egg fried rice in twos or twos. Feeling dissatisfied, he started licking the plate, shocking everyone.

This appetite!

Are you sure she is a little girl?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Wow, the taste is good, the taste is also very good, the egg fried rice is also very fragrant, but the oil is a little bit more."

Xia Wenwen began to comment.

"Ah? It's impossible to put too much oil!" Bai Hanlin blinked, trying to remember the process of fried rice.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

When pouring oil, he seemed to have poured a little more oil because of inertia.

But under normal circumstances, most people don't think there is a problem.

After all, just a little bit of oil.

But I heard Xia Wenwen say: "My sense of taste is very sensitive, and I have very high requirements for food. I will give you 6 points for this egg fried rice of brother!"

"Ah? Why only have 6 points?" Bai Hanlin was dumbfounded.

He is the king of chefs!

Why is such a good egg fried rice only 6 points?

"10 points out of 10, 6 points, passing!" Xia Wenwen counted with his fingers, "A lot of spiritual chefs in our hot sun world can't even make qualified egg fried rice!"

Bai Hanlin suddenly frowned.

He scored 6 points for feelings, and thank God.

"Brother, your egg fried rice is indeed flawed, try to improve it next time." Li Jiaojiao finally spoke.

She is the God of Cooking.

As soon as they spoke, the others dared not refute.

"Practitioners are very sensitive. Sometimes, if there is an extra grain of salt or an extra drop of oil, they will be tasted. Especially for the little sisters who are very sensitive to taste, the slightest difference is a failure."

Li Jiaojiao looked at Xia Wenwen as if she had seen a piece of treasure.

"You may not know yet, the great significance of Junior Sister to us."

These words made all the disciples stunned.

"I understand!"

A smart female disciple of Bingxue immediately understood, "Little Junior Sister's sense of taste is very sensitive, even surpassing those of us as practitioners, so she is a natural gourmet!"

Li Jiaojiao nodded again and again: "Yes, the younger sister is a gourmet. She can point out the shortcomings of gourmet food. We make adjustments on this basis, and the level will definitely continue to improve."

When the other disciples heard this, they all suddenly realized.

"It turns out that Junior Sister is so amazing!"

Bai Hanlin and other disciples all lit up, and their gazes when they saw Xia Wenwen all changed.

"Little Junior Sister, I will work hard for you in the future."

Li Jiaojiao knelt down and squeezed Xia Wenwen's face.

"Okay, the senior sisters and brothers are responsible for cooking, and I will be responsible for eating." Xia Wenwen raised his fist and licked his lips.

She felt that in the Misty Sect, she would definitely be able to eat.

Later, the disciples began to cook their specialty dishes.

Even Li Jiaojiao started to get started.

Not long after ~www.novelmt.com~, there were more than one hundred dishes on the long table of the back kitchen.

"Wow! This is a bit salty."

"This dish is good, but it's a bit sweeter."

"Senior Sister Jiaojiao's sizzling squid is so delicious, it has almost no shortcomings. If you want to talk about the shortcomings, it is that the amount is too small and it is not enough to eat."

Xia Wenwen demonstrated superb tasting ability.

Although she has not heard of professional gourmet training, her own taste talent is the biggest support.

Just by telling the feelings they tasted, the disciples could discover their own shortcomings and prescribe the right medicine.

On the misty peak.

Ye Feng looked at the picture projected from the back kitchen, touched his chin with his hand, and nodded secretly.

"This little girl is really good!"