Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

"Why are you hiding so far away? What's the panic!"

Fang Yu almost burst out laughing when he saw Liu Yifei's cowardly yet adorable appearance.

"This contains cutting-edge technology!"

He picked up his chopsticks and scooped up some batter from the bowl to demonstrate.

The batter was so thick that it clung to chopsticks for ages without breaking.

"See that? That's a bomb suit!"

"Use this thick batter to completely wrap the icicles, leaving no gaps."

"After being fried like this, the outer batter will be cooked instantly, forming a hard insulating layer that locks the ice inside."

"It absolutely cannot explode!"

"You...you be careful!" Liu Yifei gripped the door frame tightly, determined not to step into the kitchen.

Fang Yu stopped joking and his gaze became extremely focused.

Deep-fried icicles are a dish that requires extremely precise control of heat and fast hand movements.

If you hesitate for even a second, the ice will melt.

One second faster, and the batter hadn't even set yet.

Fang Yu picked up a crystal-clear icicle and rolled it extremely quickly in the crispy batter, ensuring that every inch of the icicle was perfectly coated with the thick batter.

Followed by.

Before the ice completely froze the batter, I flicked my wrist.

The oil temperature is 80% hot!

Put it in the pot!

"Whoosh!"

The icicles coated in batter fell into the boiling oil!

"Sizzle—!!!"

The frigid ice and boiling oil clashed fiercely under the protection of this thin layer of batter.

A deafening, violent boiling sound instantly erupted in the kitchen.

Large clumps of oil churned and rolled, while white steam rose into the air.

Liu Yifei, standing outside the door, was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.

She was terrified that the pot would explode at a C4 level, just as Fang Yu had said, at any moment.

However, there was no explosion.

There was no accident.

The dough expands rapidly like an inflating balloon the moment it comes into contact with high temperatures, with dense bubbles appearing on the surface, and its color changes from milky white to an alluring golden yellow at a visible speed.

"Eight seconds..."

"Nine seconds..."

"Out of the pot!"

Ten seconds have passed!

Fang Yu raised the ladle and brought it down.

A golden, crispy icicle, with beautiful fried dough flowers on the surface and still sizzling with hot oil, is steadily scooped out.

Drain the oil and place it on a plate.

The entire process was fluid and seamless, a perfect work of art!

"Done!" Fang Yu added a layer of fine icing sugar.

The enticing aroma of caramelized fat mixed with the unique wheat fragrance of fried noodles instantly filled the entire room.

"call--"

Liu Yifei finally dared to open her eyes, let out a long breath, patted her chest, and moved back from behind the door frame with lingering fear.

The viewers in the live stream breathed a sigh of relief and then burst into a screen full of "666".

[Incredible! It really exploded! No fryer!]

[Fang Yu's hand speed and control of the heat are simply at the level of a star chef! He's definitely the culinary god of the Chinese entertainment industry!]

It looks good! I wonder how it tastes?

"Come, fairy sister, please taste the mysterious cuisine of Northeast China and experience the sensation of both ice and fire!"

Fang Yu picked up the freshly fried icicle, still steaming, and handed it to Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei looked at the golden, crispy fried dough sticks on the plate and swallowed hard.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have imagined that beneath that scorching hot exterior lay solid ice at minus ten degrees Celsius?

She cautiously leaned forward, picked up one, and found it slightly hot to the touch.

She gently blew away the heat from the surface, then tentatively opened her cherry-like mouth and used her white teeth to bite into the golden shell.

"Snap!"

A crisp, cracking sound, enough to trigger an auditory climax across the entire internet, echoed in the kitchen.

That layer of batter, deep-fried until crispy, was absolutely delicious.

Just as Liu Yifei was enjoying the wonderfully hot and crispy texture of the dough.

Her teeth pierced through the extremely thin insulation layer.

It touched the core inside.

The icicles formed from pure water shattered with a loud crash in my mouth.

"hiss--"

An extremely cold, sweet, and refreshing icy sensation exploded in my mouth instantly!

One second it's the sizzling aroma of deep-fried food that makes your lips numb, the next it's the extreme cold that chills you to the bone!

Hot and cold.

Crispy and hard.

The aroma of caramel and the sweetness of freshness.

Two completely opposite sensations and tastes collide and tug at the tip of the tongue in a fraction of a second!

The extreme contradictions bring about an extreme taste sensation!

Liu Yifei's beautiful eyes widened instantly!

"Mmm~~!!!"

A soft moan, tinged with extreme pleasure, shock, and a hint of confusion, involuntarily escaped from her nose.

This strange contrast between "ice and fire" left her completely stunned.

Words simply cannot describe this unprecedented and wonderful experience.

"This...this texture..." she mumbled indistinctly.

Immediately afterward, she didn't care whether it was hot or not, and started to gnaw on the fried icicle as if holding it in both hands.

Click!Click!

The crisp sound of chewing echoed continuously in the quiet kitchen doorway.

This unpretentious and exquisite way of eating, with its incredibly cute and contrasting expression of satisfaction, was shown to millions of viewers through the camera without reservation.

【Aaaaaaah! I can't take it anymore! That way of eating is so tempting! I just finished eating, how come I'm hungry again!】

[A tale of two extremes! Hot on the outside, cold on the inside! Just looking at it makes my mouth water!]

Is this the magic of Northeast China?! They've blasted ice into a Michelin three-star quality!

I declare that deep-fried icicles are divine! Nobody can stop me, I'm going to the freezer to dig out ice cubes right now!

In less than two minutes, Liu Yifei had completely devoured the long icicle.

"This is amazing!"

Liu Yifei stuck out her pink tongue and licked the sugar frosting off her lips with lingering enjoyment, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Fang Yu.

"It's scorching hot on the outside, but the ice inside isn't melting at all! And it's so crunchy when you take a bite!"

Fang Yu crossed his arms and leaned against the stove, watching her greedy and satisfied expression, and raised an eyebrow smugly.

"This is called extreme micro-management."

"Using extremely high temperatures to instantly shape the face coat, forming a perfect insulating layer."

"Take it off the heat before the heat penetrates the batter and melts the ice inside."

"It sounds simple, but the time difference is only one or two seconds."

"If it's one second too long, the inside will melt into water and fry immediately; if it's one second too short, the outer layer of batter won't be cooked and will become sticky."

While smugly munching on his food, Fang Yu couldn't help but swallow hard and put the remaining icicles into the pot one by one.

While frying, he also had to guard against the female bandit next to him who had finished eating one and was still eyeing him covetously, trying to reach out her wicked little hand.

"Hey, hey, this one's mine!"

"Aren't you a female celebrity? What about your calorie control?!"

"Stop grabbing it! If you keep trying, I'll throw ice cubes at you!"

In the kitchen.

The sizzling sound of boiling oil and the crackling sound of ice cubes breaking.

Fang Yu's protests and Liu Yifei's silvery laughter mingled together.

The rising steam filled this small courtyard in the northern winter with warmth and vibrancy.