Strange World Little Cooking Saint

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The place where the young apprentice brought Shi Yu was very remote, because in the evening, the surrounding lights were already lit. The dim yellow lamp was a little blurred in the twilight, and the aroma of dinner overflowing from the surrounding people's home was floating in the air. Taking a deep breath, Shiyu felt hungry.

Walking in the dark-stained alley, there was a slight coolness from the bluestone slabs under his feet. Shi Yu was shocked that he seemed to have not come out for a long time.

It seems that since she came back to life, she has been busy and has no time to relax as before.

"Here it is." The apprentice took her to the corner of the hutong, and the warm lights lit up. Under the light, a middle-aged couple is busy in front of the cooktop. Near the wall, a little girl was holding a baby in her hand.

"Boss, ask for two copies." The second tone was familiar, as if he came often.

Sure enough, the couple saw him with a smile on their faces, "You are here, my little boy." I saw Shi Yu who was behind him again, and my attitude became humble. "My little boy is still the same Same taste? "

"Yes, it's spicy." Secondly, he liked the family.

Pulling on the master, the two sat down in the open space beside them. I don't know if the couple have good craftsmanship, there are quite a lot of diners here. When Shi Yu came over, many people quietly looked at both of them.

Shi Yu, with her white hair, does not seem to be incompatible with her surroundings. In fact, she is now in a different state of mind.

In the end it's different.

Secondly, I wanted to say something to make her happy, but when I saw Master staring at the candlelight, all the prepared words were swallowed back.

The teacher and apprentice were sitting face to face, and it was the husband and wife who finally broke the atmosphere. They walked over with the ready-made flower rice noodles, the hot mist was floating and the aroma was full.

"Guests please use it slowly."

When the couple walked away, the candlelight shone on the middle table again. Under the dim light, the contents of the bowl are not particularly clear, only the scorching heat makes people's hearts move.

For soup-like things, Shi Yu used to sip a soup first. It can be said that the essence of flour snacks is, the good soup base determines the taste of this bowl of things.

I sipped it a little with a white porcelain spoon, and Shi Yu slightly blown the heat out of it, taking a small sip.

"Huh?" Shi Yu was somewhat surprised.

The soup turned out to be sweet.

More precisely, it is sweet. Seafood and river fresh ingredients make food with their own umami. The same is true for flower garnishes, except that the taste of most places is salty, and sweetness is rare.

Many people think that putting sugar in salty things is not bad. In fact, if the amount is right, the proper sugar can enhance the taste of food.

Shi Yu could not help but sucked a spoonful of soup base, the warm and sweet soup under the belly, also brought a mellow warmth in the stomach, like candlelight into the heart.

"Is Master delicious?" The second asked expectantly.

Shi Yuxiao said, "The taste is very good." The most important thing is the innovation in taste. After she said this, she noticed that the couple beside her were relieved, and Shi Yu also sent them a kind smile.

Everyone who makes delicious food deserves respect from diners. She is also a cook herself and naturally understands this mood better.

Continued to bury her head in eating flower armor, the apprentice seemed relieved when she heard her praise.

The two had no unnecessary words, and just buried themselves in food. It was only when the carapace shells in front of each other were laid a layer beside them, the apprentice's words inadvertently made Shiyu a little dazed.

"Master, the practitioner is Chengxian. But if you become immortal in the future, what will you want to do?"