"Such cooking is amazing!"
Countless martial kitchen masters in Jiuxiang Lingdi stared at thousands of fried rice on the stone platform and were speechless.
The fried rice is covered with golden light, giving people an extreme visual impact. The medicinal particles in the rice are fried into gem like color by golden oil, colorful and particularly beautiful.
Starting from the three aspects of color, smell and appearance, people can give a full score.
"A master is a master. It turned out that fried rice still has such practices."
As the most top martial kitchen master present, Ding Qiu''s eyes flickered.
The fried rice made by Qin Feng is so innovative that it has never been seen before.
People who don''t understand Tao feel like they are doing magic.
"Why did the sliced meat burn and produce no coke?"
At the moment, some Wu chefs who didn''t understand Qin Feng''s technique frowned and asked.
Ding Qiu explained, "it''s the flame. The flame used by master Qin is the spiritual fire born of his own talent. This kind of flame is full of spirituality, and the temperature can be controlled at will."
He paused and continued: "the meat is the meat of the big demon. There is too much oil in the meat. Master Qin''s spiritual fire is to turn the meat into oil and integrate it into the rice."
"And the instant the meat melts, it produces high temperature and stir fry rice and countless medicinal particles one after another!"
"When the high temperature disperses, the rice is ripe!"
With that, father Ding Qiu was excited and wanted to try.
After hearing this, many martial chefs also trembled. They never dreamed of such a way to turn meat into oil and stir fry food and rice with the high temperature of oil.
This kind of method can not only heat the rice food evenly, but also prevent the nutrition and aura in the rice from being lost in the process of stir frying.
"This boy is really a chef!"
Countless martial chefs marveled. They didn''t believe Qin Feng before, but now they have to believe it.
What Qin Feng showed was completely beyond their expectation.
This is a pioneering cooking skill, which is incomparable even for Ding Qiu''s ancestors, and has great innovative significance!
"However, the fried rice has complete color, aroma and fragrance. How can you not smell the aroma? Sure enough, you can''t reach a conclusion too early!"
Some conservative Wu chefs are trying to flatter Qin Feng, but they suddenly realize that the fried rice seems to have no taste.
Suddenly, Wu chefs wondered whether the oil temperature was too high and suppressed the taste of rice.
It''s probably a dark dish.
In addition to the chefs, everyone in the venue also had this idea.
"The fried rice looks good. I don''t know the taste. It''s estimated that it''s not good. I can''t smell the aroma of the fried rice so close!"
The soul Xuanzong people sneered and thought that although Qin Feng played a super role in making the fried rice, the taste of the fried rice is unlikely to be too good.
Qin Wuchen mocked in his heart: "when you taste fried rice later, it''s time for you to make a fool of yourself. I''ll beat you well at that time."
As the leader of Jiuxiang Lingdi, Xie Sandao opened his mouth and said to Qin Feng, "master, the fried rice is ready. Can you distribute it to you?"
"There is still one process to go."
Qin Feng shook his head.
"What''s the process?" Xie Sandao wondered if there were any strange means.
Qin Feng smiled but didn''t speak. He took out two huge pots and put all kinds of precious spiritual fruits in one pot. These spiritual fruits taste sweet and belong to dessert.
He fried the spirit fruit and refined it into white jam.
Another big iron pot is filled with all kinds of pepper, pepper powder and even all kinds of spices.
It was refined into a black sauce.
Suddenly, Qin Feng exerted his great strength, raised two heavy iron pots high, and waved the iron pot under everyone''s frightened eyes,
The hot white jam and black sauce immediately emerged and were evenly scattered in each fried rice under the command of Qin Feng''s Zhenyuan.
Wow, wow!
The fried rice emits white smoke, which looks fragrant.
A kind of fruit flavor and spicy flavor that impact the taste buds come face to face.
The second major category of color, aroma and fragrance, immediately existed!
Countless people asked about the taste, and the whole person''s heart was immersed in it.
"This sauce is so delicious. I really want to try it quickly."
Ding Qiu''s father tut tut Tut''s mouth. Some were tempted by the aroma of fried rice.
Qin Feng now assigned the fried rice already marked to Nuwa to Ding Qiu''s ancestors and others.
As for the fried rice not marked, Qin Feng gave the antidote when making sauce before.
What he wants is to let these people in Jiuxiang Lingdi be poisoned and fall to the ground, so that other forces can have the opportunity to enter the ancestral land and excavate the lingzang.
Although this plan is somewhat insidious, it is just the so-called war is not tired of fraud. Who makes them so obsessed with money?
Many elders and ancestors of Jiuxiang Lingdi got fried rice from Qin Feng. They were crazy with plates.
On the plate, the golden fried rice is illuminated with a black-and-white yin-yang crown, which has a taste of Tao.
An elder of Jiuxiang Lingdi asked, "what level of fried rice is this? There is a taste of Tao. Do you have a name?"
The elders noticed a trace of the power of yin and Yang from the Yin and Yang crown.
"Yes, it''s called spicy cover and fried rice!"
Qin Feng grinned.
The elders of Jiuxiang Lingdi couldn''t wait. They directly picked up a spoon and filled a spoon with fried rice in a big sauce. It tasted delicious.
Suddenly, the expressions of all the elders were petrified!
"Spicy! Spicy!"
Countless elders said while chewing. Their faces were red, their eyes were bloodshot, and their petrified expressions became colorful after a few spicy words.
The spicy taste is finally diluted by a sweet taste, making people feel like shower manna.
"Delicious!"
"This is special food!"
"Never forget the taste!"
Xie Sandao, Ding Qiu''s grandfather, Xie Ruolan, and countless people in Jiuxiang Lingdi all ate fried rice crazily.
Many viewers blinked when they saw it.
"Is it so delicious? Can''t Jiuxiang play on the spot?"
Everyone frowned.
Then fried rice appeared in front of them one after another. In the face of the attractive aroma, even Xuanzong, the soul of Qin Feng, was choking and spitting.
"Why don''t you try it?"
Soul Xuanzong people could not resist the aroma of fried rice. They moved a spoon and fed the fried rice to the entrance.
Boom!
A violent smell hit their taste buds.
Many people trembled excitedly because the taste was too engraved into their soul.
"In my life, I can eat such delicious fried rice. Is this really fried rice?"
After the first bite, countless elders of soul Xuanzong burst into tears and felt that he should not eat this fried rice. He must not eat it in the future. This taste should be remembered for a lifetime.
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