The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 127: The Living Spirit of the Millennium Commercial Capital! (Two in One)

Since he was confused, Xia An checked the detailed log on the spot.

The stall opens from 6pm to 12 midnight.

There are hundreds of recipes.

And each piece of information contains the description of "a slight increase in proficiency".

Seeing this, Xia An suddenly thought:

"Does this count as officially creating "Fantasy Galaxy Noodles" as a recipe and then continuing to work hard to master it?"

In fact, Fantasy Flame Soup Dumplings and Fantasy Fish Noodles are also made in the same way.

But during the first two times, Xia An had more time to practice, which means that before the dishes were actually exposed to the public, Xia An had made them many times himself in private.

But "Fantasy Galaxy" is different.

It was the first time that Xia An mastered three kinds of silver-level fantasy ingredients, and it was on the first day before the second episode that he actually created the first complete trial dish.

So, from the time the show was recorded last night to tonight, we opened a night market stall on the banks of the Pearl River in Guangzhou.

No wonder the "proficiency" has improved by leaps and bounds.

"Based on the situation with the Flame Soup Dumplings and Fantasy Fish Noodles."

Xia An was very excited and thought:
"Once the utilization rate of the fantasy ingredients used in the recipe reaches over 80%, we have vaguely touched upon the threshold condition for the fantasy dish to shine!"

Think about this.

The night market stalls along the Pearl River tonight will probably not close until three or four o'clock.

Without further ado, let's first harvest the "sago scallop meat" and "sago pearls" to 80% utilization rate.

Xia An had a strong premonition.

The glowing version of the Fantasy Galaxy was waving at him!
"Please welcome the next batch of lucky diners..." Reaching into the black box, Xia An took out the next batch of lucky numbers and handed them to Lu Jiaxin.

Lu Jiaxin announced during the live broadcast of the official Douyin account:

"Attention, diners whose numbers I read out, please come to the dining car to pick up your dishes within 15 minutes."

Of course, there is no shortage of nonsense in the comments.

Every time Lu Jiaxin reads out a lucky number.

There were comments saying that this number belonged to my friend/family member and he didn’t want it anymore.

"number 6886."

When the last number of this batch is read out.

Somewhere in Fisherman's Wharf, with a great view, in a cafe right opposite the double-decker bus dining car.

"Hey, this number?"

Wu Zhu and Xiang Shilin were both watching Lu Jiaxin's live broadcast.

Suddenly, both of them looked at Kyonina with sour looks.

“I won.”

Jing Nina turned off the live broadcast on her phone and stood up calmly.

But she didn't take two steps.

His pace suddenly quickened, leaving Wu Zhu and Xiang Shilin with an anxious back view as if they were rushing to the market.

There are proofs from the lucky diners in the first half of the night.

This group of diners gathered near the dining car at the speed of light.

Xia An was still making noodles on the spot, not so fast, so Lu Jiaxin took this opportunity to interview the diners.

Now, we have interviewed Jing Nina.

"It's you?" Lu Jiaxin muttered. She had been deeply impressed by this mixed-race woman since the first time they met in Chunxi Road. She was tall and beautiful. Most importantly, she was the direct descendant of Jinghua, the devil in "The Eight Immortals of Phoenix".

"I've always had good luck."

Jing Nina raised her hand and pointed at a special seat, where Meng Yulu was sitting alone: ​​"This 'chef', I watched your live broadcast before, and the audience was discussing that she was waiting for Boss Xia's shining dishes?"

Lu Jiaxin nodded: "Yes, Aunt Meng is like this, a fanatic of the luminous secret."

Kyonina said with great interest:

"Oh, what do you say?"

"Aren't Aunt Meng and Chi Xiaobai Chi Special Grade sworn enemies who have been at loggerheads for ten years?" Lu Jiaxin handed the Douyin live broadcast to the employee and sat down to chat with Jing Nina. "Chi Special Grade is actually a fusion faction, which is the route of fantasy dishes in the eyes of you North American chefs."

"Aunt Meng is the opposite. She sticks to the classic style. In a sense, she belongs to the classical conservative school. She believes that the Chinese classics are still very powerful and there is no need to follow any fantasy trends or create fusion dishes."

Hear the words.

Jing Nina's face was full of surprise as she looked towards the riverside seating area, and the classical beauty closest to the dining car seating area.

She naturally knew about Meng Yulu's classic battles. In fact, Jing Nina had watched them live three years ago.

That crucial round of cooking showdown.

It can be called classic VS classic.

It's just that it's a Chinese classic versus an Italian classic.

In the eyes of the opposing team, Chef Banbulin, who was almost certain to win, was defeated by Meng Yulu.

With this recollection, Jing Nina vaguely remembered what Meng Yulu said when she was interviewed by the international media. To confirm, she opened her mobile browser and searched for old news, and then her expression gradually became strange.

"What is the inheritance and end of the Chinese classics?"

"All the classic chefs of Shenzhou will only think of 'shining' at this moment!"

"Luminescence is the supreme secret of the Chinese cuisine, the ultimate meaning of cooking, and the end that all modern chefs want to see!"

On this old news page.

Meng Yulu, graceful and beautiful in Hanfu, had a face full of fanaticism that was inconsistent with her classical temperament.

"understood."

Jing Nina put away her phone, her mouth twitching slightly:

"This chef Meng, turns out to be the number one player of the Luminous Secret?"

Lu Jiaxin added:

"Blow? You don't need to blow to activate the luminous secret."

"It should be called... Devout Believer!"

As she spoke, Lu Jiaxin observed a flash of disapproval across Jing Nina's face.

"hehe."

She showed her true colors directly and said sarcastically:

"You, the remnants of the Tai Chi cooking world, really don't believe in glowing."

Kyonina said calmly:
"Is glowing food good food?"

"In the eyes of our ancestors, the Phoenix Immortals, only dishes that contain the power of longevity can be called good dishes."

"In modern times, cuisine made with premium fantasy ingredients is gradually approaching the path our ancestors believed in."

Lu Jiaxin chuckled twice:
"I understand what you mean. Isn't it the same as Xiang Shilin's idea?"

"What's the matter? If you throw your ancestors, the Phoenix Eight Immortals, into this great era and ask them to cook the best fantasy ingredients, can they really become immortals?"

Jing Nina was not angry either. As her eyes opened and closed, a surprising light flowed faintly:
"It's not a bad idea."

“The prospects of ‘gourmet cells’ are beyond your imagination.”

Lu Jiaxin said nothing more, stood up and walked away.

Kyonina spoke up:
"and many more!"

"What are you doing?"

"I want to wait for the luminous dishes, too."

"Whatever you want." Lu Jiaxin didn't intend to chase them away. She quickly returned to the dining car, waved to the team member holding the live broadcast gimbal to go away, and then whispered to Xia An to report Jing Nina's situation.

After listening to similar ideas and opinions as Xiang Shilin.

"Aren't they all unwilling to accept defeat and flee outside the country?"

Xia An smiled lightly, "Since she also wants to wait, let her be and arrange for the next batch of diners to come and get her share."

He continued to draw numbers from the dark box.

For the next two hours.

It’s a similar cycle to the first half of the night.

Lu Jiaxin promptly reported the food reserves: "Boss Xia, there are only 3 pieces of dough left, and only one pot of soup left."

With this amount, the stall can be sold out within an hour.

However, a smile appeared on Xia An's lips.

The panel information he was waiting for finally appeared after he finished another batch of dishes:
[Successfully cooked "Fantasy Galaxy Noodles", fantasy ingredient utilization/integration: sago shellfish (80%), sago pearls (81%), golden salmon roe (82%). ]

[You have completed the Food Hunter Mode goal: Melt the Sago Pearl (Blue/Silver) into an ancient dish, with a utilization rate/integration of no less than 80%.] [You have completed the Food Hunter Mode goal: Melt the Sago Shellfish (Blue/Silver) into an ancient dish, with a utilization rate/integration of no less than 80%.]

By this time, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Fisherman's Wharf, which had been bustling since nightfall, has seen the number of tourists drop by half.

"This time, I can shine..."

There was no reason, perhaps it was just a sudden inspiration, Xia An felt inexplicably determined. He turned around to find the dough, tore off the plastic wrap, and began to pull the noodles meticulously.

After a while, several bowls of noodles were put into the pot and boiled. After putting them into the bowls, Xia An filled each bowl with the dark soup.

what.

Lu Jiaxin came closer with her live streaming phone.

At first glance, the bowls of noodles presented on the live broadcast screen seem to have a more "prosperous and brilliant" "galaxy" than before.

When Xia An unscrewed the tin can, he evenly sprinkled the "golden salmon roe" into each bowl of noodles.

When the golden particles are soaked in the dark soup at the bottom of the night sky.

suddenly.

The "galaxy" in the bowl of noodles suddenly appears vivid and real.

"Wow—"

The light shot up into the sky.

It is still in the shape of a golden dragon.

Then the entire dining car was instantly submerged in the rippling sacred light.

The people who had not yet left the show looked up in blank stare at the dragon-shaped golden light rising into the sky above the pier.

further afield.

Wu Zhu, Xiang Shilin and others witnessed this scene.

The rising golden dragon, the thousands of lights that are still on at the night market on the riverside pier, the sparkling waves of the vast Pearl River, the brightly lit buildings in the distance, the cross-river bridge, and even the half-colored Guangzhou Tower, the landmark building.

Everyone just felt that the “Yangcheng Night Market Map” seemed to have exploded with the charming fireworks of the thousand-year-old commercial capital on this night.

near.

Jing Nina narrowed her eyes slightly, and her face looked a little dull.

Meng Yulu stared at the bowls of noodles at the light source like a pilgrim, her lips moving slightly: "The glowing food has appeared..."

In just a few seconds, all the light and movement disappeared.

In people's eyes.

There was only the double-decker bus with obvious lights setting up food stalls.

And Xia An, standing in the light, was faintly glowing.

"boom--"

The sound of a chair falling to the ground.

Meng Yulu took off her mask and rushed to the window.

"I ordered a bowl of glowing ones!" Meng Yulu looked at the man in the window with a serious tone and a hint of nervousness on her pretty face, "My bowl is there, right?"

"Have."

Xia An glanced at her.

"And mine..." Jing Nina appeared like a flash and stood behind Meng Yulu.

"Also."

Xia An nodded and handed two of the bowls to the two people.

Three bowls left.

He drew three lucky numbers from the dark box, and then told Lu Jiaxin:

"You shout out the numbers in the live broadcast room and ask these three lucky diners to come and get their meals."

Only then did Lu Jiaxin come back to her senses from the glow.

Hearing this, he almost jumped up, exclaimed excitedly at the live camera:
"Brother and sister, do you hear me?"

"Congratulations to these three diners, they are the top prize winners of the Guangzhou Station Night Market stall tonight!"

"Ahem...pay attention to my reading!"

Lu Jiaxin hasn't started reading out the numbers yet.

The barrage went crazy.

Of course, the same thing happened to the diners watching offline. They couldn’t remain calm and broke out into noise and bustle.

"Boss Xia, can you give me a bowl of glowing galaxy noodles? Can I give you my life?"

"In order to eat this bowl of noodles, I am willing to work like a slave for Boss Xia!"

"Seriously, I'm offering one million. If anyone is willing to sell the Lucky Iron Juice, please contact me right away..."

"Fuck, this scalper dares to bid on the spot?"

"No, I'm also a foodie. After I win the bid, I can eat it all on the spot!"

"I'm serious. You want to eat for just one million? I'll exchange it for a property in Guangzhou!"

"Rich guys are fighting now? I give you 666, poor kids are only fit to watch!"

This was just the beginning, and the transfer price had already risen to an astonishing level.

There is no doubt that the world is so diverse.

A group of people with astonishing wealth are willing to pay a huge price for a "glowing dish". In the eyes of the people in this world, this is an act of fulfilling their dreams at a high price, which is better than squandering it on a life of debauchery.

the other side.

In such an atmosphere.

Meng Yulu and Jing Nina received their own bowl of noodles.

He carefully carried the tray back to his seat by the river.

"Suck~"

Can't wait to eat noodles and drink soup.

The two women, sitting at different tables, had surprisingly similar reactions to their first bite of noodles and soup.

Unable to suppress the moan: "Oh...!!"

My heart is trembling.

The emotions are hard to conceal, and the eyes are blurred.

It was like taking the strongest medicine in the world in one gulp.

At this moment, their psychological defenses collapsed and they no longer had any clarity of consciousness.

"boom--"

A pitch-black dragon seemed to rise up into the sky from the bottom of the Pearl River outside the railing, roaring fiercely.

As the waves poured down on her head, Meng Yulu felt that the classical clothes on her body were dissolving. The woman's delicate skin, as delicate as jade, was instantly covered with red marks and large, crystal clear beads of sweat.

But at this moment, Meng Yulu and Jing Nina suddenly felt an undisguised gaze falling on their exposed bodies.

Then, the two of them looked into the floating black dragon's golden eyes that were filled with mockery and evil taste.

They had no way to resist.

It was sucked into the claws, and the next moment, the prosperous thousand-year-old commercial city quickly shrank under him and turned into a group of lights on the horizon.

Then, after breaking through a barrier, the entire blue planet came into view.

The moon was behind the two people, and the craters on its surface were clearly visible.

Even closer, a brand new space station is quietly floating in the orbit of the blue planet.

"Is this... the starry sky... the universe?"

Meng Yulu murmured, and goose bumps appeared on her fair body, showing her inner shock and excitement.

Kyonina had stopped struggling on the dragon claws and was about to say something after reluctantly opening her lips.

Whoosh!
The black dragon has already carried them through the universe and landed in a kingdom of gods with unknown coordinates.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Lu Jiaxin came to interview them with a live broadcast platform and found that the two of them were sitting in their respective seats, biting their red lips which looked even brighter after being soaked in the soup, and their graceful bodies were swaying slightly.

Two more seconds.

They both shed tears at the same time.

Panting heavily, with a weak voice:
"tasty!!"

(End of this chapter)