Yizhiyu gently tweaked the bowl of braised rice with chopsticks and cooked it in a fire. After stirring the mellow soup, sauce tofu and garlic juice together, smell the long-lost aroma and take a sip of the soup first.

As for Lin Qing, who was full of shock, and his old opponent Huang Mingju, who had just taken the braised pot and looked at him with strange eyes, they were not in the eyes of Yi Zhiyu.

Delicious at present, treat it as a god of free and easy, how could I care about the gaze of mere mortals?

He lets him laugh at him, the breeze sways the hills; he lets him laugh at him, the bright moon shines on the river.

I cooked my whole body with one bite!

Good soup!

As soon as the soup is in the mouth, it feels like sticking to the tongue and teeth. It is definitely not comparable to the braised soup made by "mixing" with finished water. The slightly hot braised soup rolls in the mouth twice, and the fragrance lingers straight into the nose!

This "Qixiang" made of perfect combination of pig water and various spices is really domineering. It made Yi Zhiyu shivering subconsciously, and his nose was itchy and his meridians were open, just like he had just taken a sip of high-quality snuff.

The feeling of the past has been found. At this moment, Yizhiyu is no longer the cold-faced authority of the food expert in the 70s, but the middle-aged and vigorous, who had ideals and hopes in the dark and windy days, often sneaked into the "small intestine journey" to feast on the 'small intestine' at that time. What other expert demeanor is needed now? It's nonsense! He slap chopsticks heavily, and pick up a large intestine and a small intestine and stuffed it into his mouth...

‘What is the most beautiful thing in the world? The large intestine is stuffed into the mouth!”

A bowl of braised pork is the world, the water is the temple, and the fire is the world. In this temple, there are also large and large intestines as kings, and the lungs and stomachs as ministers. To put it bluntly, pig lungs are soft and pork belly is fragrant and crispy, all of which are rich in taste, but to mention the thick taste, the most layered taste, and the most satisfying one must be pig intestines!

"Well, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful..."

It’s true that they were all in the Kyoto circle back then. Yi Zhiyu and Huang Mingju both have the same problem. When they eat beautiful food, they learn to meow. What about greedy cats?...

All these food experts are above the top. Ordinary chefs can let them die by saying a few words. However, when they meet a chef with a really skilled craftsmanship, these old guys who can eat are actually even more unbearable than ordinary diners. They are all ‘addicts’ in front of food!

"Why is Mr. Yi the same problem?"

While bearing the temptation of Goubuli buns and also facing Gu Yanan's eyes, Lu Luxin couldn't help but take a look at Yi Zhiyu, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

The review committee of Star Hotels in Su Province has been established. Now the judges are all in Chudu, and they may launch sudden attacks on major hotels at any time. This is an old practice. Maybe one day several old men will suddenly appear in Dingshi, and the chefs will designate certain dishes to participate in the review. If these old men cannot be satisfied, the hotel may be demoted at any time.

But the relationship between this "Old Yi" and Mr. Huang is so tense again. You must not provoke it at this critical moment. Even if you are not afraid, you still have to consider it for your senior brother?

In fact, Yi Zhiyu is now immersed in this bowl of braised rice, and has already reached the state of forgetting everything, empty is braised rice, and braised rice is empty. How can he care about how others view him?

After the pig intestine was in his mouth, he tiptoed his tongue and pushed it slightly without biting it with his teeth. Suddenly, a strange fragrance soup that was similar to the previous "strange fragrance" but was ten times richer and splashed on the taste buds of his tongue.

Just like a fairy with flowers flying in the sky, the flowers are scattered, wherever they fall, there are fragrance traces; it is easy to know that the fish only feels a numbness on the tip of their tongue, like an electric shock. Dozens or hundreds of faint fragrances pierce into the depths of his tongue at the same time, as if they hit the torture deep in their souls!

The stimulation on the tip of his tongue directly made Yi Zhiyu unable to control his teeth and bit it gently... Well? The plump intestines seemed to be the top pig belly in the crispy two-tongued crispy ones, which slightly hindered his teeth, as if he had bitten a piece of gold cartilage at the right time.

"Crack!"

The leisurely and crisp sound from ancient times came from deep inside the eardrums, such a crisp pig intestine! Yi Zhiyu suddenly felt a little itchy, but when he bit it down again, the pig intestine in his mouth had turned into a soft ball, melting at the touch of teeth, and oil overflowing. A strong sense of happiness came with the pig intestine that he swallowed his throat without realizing it.

‘I left gently, just like I came gently, putting out the balm without leaving a trace of greasy…’

Yizhiyu's old eyes blurred. This is definitely not a simple food. This is a century-long conversation between a professional glutton and top food!

With the pig water and this bowl of soup that has been boiled to the peak, even if the heat and fried tofu are not perfect, it is definitely not the hands of Master Zhou, and it has already satisfied Yi Zhiyu.

The whole bowl of braised rice was cooked, and I was afraid that it would not be as big as pounds. I ate it all up by Yizhiyu, and there was not even half of the soup left.

If he had a comprehensive score, this braised cooker was no less than Mr. Cheng's work. If Master Xiao Zhou was willing to make hot and fried tofu himself, it would even be better than Mr. Cheng, right?

Forget it, maybe this little master Zhou deliberately left regrets and allowed this braised cook to retain some room for improvement? Well, I will stay in Chudu for more than ten days anyway, and I will come to witness it every day in the future.

But what should I do in more than ten days? Goubuli, egg cakes, braised and cooked... I seem to like the delicacies made by Master Xiao Zhou, but I can't eat them when I go back to Kyoto...

"You have eaten up all of them, Grandpa Yi!"

Lin Qing looked at the old man resentfully, but found that the old man seemed to be wandering around the sky and ignored her. He was angry and grabbed the secret egg cake and started eating it. While eating, he muttered and said: "We have agreed that you order the braised mandarin tomorrow and don't rob me again."

"when!"

Long Potian pulled his head out of the old bowl, pressed the bowl heavily on the table, wiped the greasy side of his mouth and said, "It's delicious, this is definitely the best braised and cooked in China! Do you have no objection?"

No one expressed his objection to such a crazy thing. Even the food giants like Huang Mingju and Yi Zhiyu nodded slightly after hearing this and expressed their agreement.

Huang Mingju and Yi Zhiyu even looked at each other, and the two old men rarely choked each other again. When they looked at me and I saw you for a long time, they suddenly smiled gently.

This smile is like the glacier thawing and the earth rejuvenates.

After savoring Zhou Dong's braised and boiled, the two old men felt like Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi playing the "height of mountains and flowing water" together, and they actually felt a sense of being a soulmate.

Top-notch food can sometimes turn swords into jade... Looking at Huang Mingju and Yi Zhiyu, Lu Zhiwei felt relieved and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen with a burning gaze.

It would be fine if it was just Goubuli and egg cake. This braised and cooked fired reflects not only the skill of the white table? I really want to know how hard this little master Zhou is on the stove and how much does he have to know about me Shandong cuisine?

The decades-long battle for the "national cuisine" may require such a young and talented chef to break the deadlock?

Lu Zhiwei was thinking when he suddenly heard Long Potian whisper loudly: "I know you have no objection, because I have already summarized a 'true fragrance law'!

The content of the law is as follows: As long as it is a delicacy produced by Master Xiao Zhou, everyone will not have to doubt it in the future, it will be so delicious!

I'll take the lead first, Master Zhou, it's so delicious!"

"It smells so good!"

"It smells so good!"

“It smells so good…”

Gu Yanan, who has always been calm and calm, turned against her former image of a cold and beautiful woman. She actually raised her jade arms high and shouted: "It's so fragrant!"

Lu Luxin rolled her eyes: "Please, are you the President Gu of Jiuzhou Dingshi?"

"Go and go, don't pay attention to me, you cunning fox..."
Chapter completed!