Collapse, surrender to me!

Grayxiu knew that what she was doing was a bit outrageous, but she couldn't really learn cooking from Master Mao for several years.

However, compared to Lao Wei, Master Mao has a stronger feeling of having a successor.

From the perspective of inheritance, the more talented Gray Xiu is, the better it is.

Many traditions are lost while being passed down.

It is because no one of that generation was able to take over the baton.

A lot of food was neatly laid out on the table.

"Food is the most important thing for people. People can live without clothes, a house, or anything else, but they cannot live without food." Chef Mao said, "In fact, no matter how good someone else cooks for you, the food will still taste a little bit worse. It is most comfortable to cook for yourself, just like a person who drinks water knows whether it is hot or cold. "

Master Mao picked up a kitchen knife, turned it in his hand, then swung it and chopped it on the chopping board.

Grace listened quietly.

"Cooking includes stir-frying, frying, boiling, stewing, steaming, baking, deep-frying, roasting and braising," said Chef Mao. "As for which method to use, it depends on the understanding of ingredients and food, as well as the mastery of the cooking process and the use of creativity. It requires sensitivity to the texture, taste and color of food, as well as a deep understanding of the combination and matching of ingredients."

Xiangling is well versed in this, knowing how to match ingredients and what techniques to use.

Innovation does not mean random creation.

These are the basics of the basics.

Just like painting, no matter whether you end up painting oil paintings, original paintings, or animations, you always have to practice geometric sketching.

Leonardo da Vinci also wanted to paint eggs.

"So I'll make you a plate of scrambled eggs today."

Heat the pan and pour oil.

Master Mao flipped the pot on the hot stove, and the scorching flames danced.

He quickly took out the eggs, beat them in a bowl, and quickly mixed the egg white and yolk together. He deftly poured the egg liquid into the pot, and suddenly there was a rustling sound from the pot.

With a slight twist of the wrist, the egg liquid in the pot quickly changes color from orange to golden yellow, releasing an enticing aroma.

He lifted the scrambled eggs lightly and shook them vigorously, causing them to dance in the pan. He controlled the heat flexibly, allowing the eggs to be evenly heated, with a slightly crispy surface and a tender texture inside.

The eggs jumped in the pan, emitting waves of tempting aroma. The aroma of scrambled eggs filled the entire kitchen, and when Xiao Heizi came, tears would flow from the corners of his mouth.

Chef Mao used the spatula to stir-fry the eggs just right, and the eggs collided quickly in the pan, making slight noises.

Finally, he gently slid the scrambled eggs onto a plate, the golden color was mouth-watering.

Grace picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. It was a feeling that was hard to describe.

The umami taste lingers on the tip of your tongue.

Take a gentle bite and the delicate taste is immediately released.

The egg skin is crispy and slightly browned on the outside, but the inside is still soft and smooth. When you bite it, you can immediately taste the deliciousness and rich aroma of the egg.

Let your taste buds immerse themselves in it and let it bloom freely on the tip of your tongue.

This scrambled egg not only looks good, smells good, but also brings a full sense of happiness. Every bite is an enjoyment of the taste buds, and every bite is a praise of the food. It is a culinary work of art.

Painting can be art, and so can cooking.

In her eyes, Master Mao gradually became an artist.

Ingredients are the canvas and paint, the most basic raw stone, and cooking is the carving.

An ordinary person who can fully express the original flavor of the ingredients can be called a chef.

But Chef Mao can present the ingredients at 120%.

When Paimon was telling Grayshut about Xiangling, he mentioned the competition in Qingquan Town.

Xiangling used rare fresh cold meat and innovative ingredients to defeat the auntie who cooked authentic barbecue in Qingquan Town. Now it seems that the auntie has reached the level of a master chef.

But if Master Mao was asked to handle the meat and compete with Xiangling, the result might be completely different.

Everyone can fry eggs.

But it is precisely because of this that Chef Mao chose this dish, and it is easy to see the difference.

Master Mao first explained the theory to Greyxiu, and then explained the heat, knife skills, and color.

He spoke very quickly and rarely repeated himself. If it were someone else, even if they were extremely talented, they would not be able to learn it at all, but Grayshu's ability to learn was terrifying.

Master Mao is very experienced. He knows that Gray learns quickly and can even apply what she has learned to other situations, so he only explains the key points.

According to Xiangling's previous learning progress, it would take at least a year to learn the things explained by Master Mao.

This old master teaches by example, and all the secrets he tells us are never passed on.

It’s not that Grace has never learned to cook, but the dishes she cooks are all learned by watching videos on the Internet.

With her ability, she could follow the steps online and there would not be any deviation even for a few grams of seasoning.

It looks quite decent.

But now that she was being taught by Master Mao, she felt that her skills were full of loopholes, just like she had learned a few unconventional tricks on her own and met a true master.

Fortunately, she accepted it quickly and understood the principle once she was instructed.

For several days in a row, Grayxiu learned cooking from Master Mao.

Gumbling.

The soup in the casserole gradually becomes thicker.

Grace quickly put the ingredients in batches.

This series of actions proceeds like flowing water, without any obstruction, just like a machine, tight and without any loopholes.

After a while, Grayshut reached out and picked up the casserole.

Delivered to the guests.

"I have nothing more to teach you."

Master Mao sighed.

According to his theory, this dish tastes best right now, depending on the freshness of today's ingredients.

Grace's precision is incredible.

He couldn't do this on his own.

Because Master Mao is not so perverted that he can just pick up the clay pot that has been burning on the stove for half a day with his hands...

These days, Master Mao feels that he has gained a lot of knowledge.

Grace has many methods, and they can be used in cooking to great effect.

The firewood ran out last time.

He saw Grayshu making a fire in the void, and the ingredients were moving back and forth in the void, as if they were bound by an invisible force.

He was completely stunned at the time.

This means that Grayxiu can cook without fire or pot.

"This is beyond the description of genius."

Master Mao sighed in his heart.

It would be great if Grace could inherit the Hall of All Peoples.

But he also realized after a few days that it was a waste to let Grace stay in the Hall of All Peoples all the time.

With this kind of talent, I can't delay the other party.

"Master Mao, is this your apprentice? Did he just come back from outside?"

Some diners recently ate Gracie's dishes and praised them highly.

In their opinion, a skill like Grayshu's could not be mastered in a day or two. It was most likely taught by Master Mao in the past, but unfortunately they had never heard of it.

"I didn't expect Master Mao to be so good at hiding."

"It can be considered that there is a successor."

"Already had Xiangling, and now there is one more. I didn't expect that Lao Mao, at his age, could still enjoy the blessing of having two wives. Hahaha."

"If you can't speak, don't speak."

Master Mao was very upset. What kind of blessing is this? He is a master, not a ghost father.

But a smile still appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The same character as Lao Wei.

……

On the other side, although Gray Xiu slipped away.

But he left a message for Keqing before leaving, so Keqing didn't worry about anything.

When it comes to the recently popular Legend of the Sword Immortal, Keqing’s first reaction is that it was done by Grayshus.

But Grayshu was much stronger than her, so there was nothing to worry about.

In fact, she has been very nervous recently, and is even ready to fight to the death at any time.

But things turned out to be beyond her expectations.

"The Emperor was murdered. Faced with this situation, these immortals actually gathered all the immortals to discuss it instead of attacking them directly..."

Keqing is really ready to fight the immortal.

It’s a pity that these immortals actually endured it.

He is the Emperor, and his status among these immortals is extraordinary.

The Emperor is the devil, and they are his followers.

Keqing didn't expect that she could endure this.

"No, if they do that, they are no longer Liyue immortals. The only possibility is that they don't think the Emperor will die so easily."

Keqing thought about it for a moment and roughly understood the reason.

"They probably don't think that the mortals of Liyue can hurt the Emperor... or that the Emperor is not dead at all."

Keqing had this idea a long time ago.

But she couldn't figure out what the Emperor wanted to do by faking his death.

Keqing could never have imagined that the Emperor felt that he could retire just after hearing her questioning last year.

But the retreat was a bit violent.

……

Grayshu left a mark on Keqing's body, so as long as she called, she could go over, but Keqing hasn't called her recently, so it seems there is no danger.

It is normal that the Seven Stars of Liyue are not in any danger.

Grayshu flew to Solitary Cloud Pavilion.

She knew the Emperor's plan and had no intention of touching Osel.

But the Emperor has sealed more than one demon here, and she wants to see if the other demons can move.

These demons are sealed at the bottom of the sea.

The first step that Grayxiu had to take was naturally to go into the sea.

But before she could get off the bed, she saw someone who was somewhat interesting.

It was a young man with a hint of red hair.

Maplehara Manyo.

At this time, he was in a small room and was surrounded by several young men.

Although he is called a young man, he is actually not very young. He is probably in his early thirties. He wears tight clothes and an exaggerated set of armor, which highlights his figure. He seems to be a character from a cartoon, with bulging muscles, broad shoulders and thick scapula, and is as strong as a bull.

Everyone would feel oppressed if they saw his figure for the first time.

These men were Inazuma's elite warriors.

These three elite warriors seemed to be planning to attack Manye from both sides.