Maha doesn’t know how many people can recognize the dividing line between toss and seasonings. After learning so many unique skills, at least there is no such genius in the cook circle he knows.

Maha himself has no education, but he can clearly analyze the differences.

The tossing pie constantly processes the ingredients, wasting a lot of time on the ingredients, which improved the taste, satisfying the feeling of teeth, masseter muscles and the feeling of sliding across the throat when swallowing.

The seasoning pie mainly used by Damu has no requirement for the food itself. Otherwise, it would not even be edible with that kind of meat. As long as the food is cooked, the taste of the seasoning stimulates the tongue and mouth.

I guess not many chefs will be like Maha. In order to make their own cooking more delicious, they are not studying the ingredients, but the structure of their mouths and tongues.

If the chef world is a tenth-level high platform, Maha can feel that ordinary people stand on the first and second levels, and among them, the second level is considered talented.

All the chefs of Hongxing are probably standing on the second and third steps, among which the unique chefs are probably on the third steps. Occasionally, there are three or four unique dishes, and the chefs can barely step on the four steps.

Military chefs like Damu have the starting point at the junction of the third and fourth floors. After Damu relies on his own strength to reach the junction of the fifth and sixth floors, he gave up his cooking skills.

Maha is now standing at the junction of the fifth and sixth floors, and he can see how to walk the last three steps above than Damu himself.

One has given up, but the other has looked up.

Maha could clearly feel that he continued to adopt the strengths of a hundred schools of thought. The gap between him and Damu in the future is only one level, and the seventh level is the peak. Moreover, to maintain this peak, you need to rely on Damu's seasonings.

Maha wants to be glad that his mother Ma Qi still kept the big wood. He paid unconditionally when cooking, but the military kitchen set of how to refine the seasonings is not mentioned at all.

Some seasoning bottles that I thought other chefs had, but in fact they only have their own red kitchen.

Maha discovered that the reason was that the cook who once bullied his mother Ma Qi spent money to ask himself what the red color looked like.

Maha naturally didn't say it, but the other party took out the money. Thinking of his mother Ma Qi's losses, he thought about letting the other party suffer a loss.

I went to the other party’s kitchen and showed him how Chihong cooked. Only after I got it, I realized that there were no such things as seasonings on the table.

These seasoning bottles are always placed on the table without any scruples in Houhu, Red Hotel, and are stained with oil and it looks like something worthless.

After understanding this, Maha observed it before he realized that after using up all the seasonings, the big wood will disappear mysteriously for a long time.

Maha didn't dare to follow, he knew that this was respect.

Of course, Maha knew better. Only by being able to make these seasonings can one truly embark on stage seven. And through the research of seasonings and the taste of ingredients, they stepped on stage eight, nine or even ten all the way, and truly looked down on the insignificance of this world as a chef at a high place.

During this period, Maha has been secretly observing Damu and even thought about letting his mother take action.

I know that my mother Ma Qi's spy organization is very effective for people outside, but I also know that Damu should also know about this.

So if you really need to use it on Damu, it is difficult to draw out the secret of seasoning. If you are noticed, you may not have another chance in the future.

Maha had two ideas: either guide Damu or bypass Damu and find other military chefs to solve this problem.

Military kitchen is almost out of reach, and I have an understanding of this world.

The military chefs from the three planets of Red, Yellow and Blue also have differences in seasonings.

And all the military chefs are in the army except those who escape and are not caught.

Damu once said that he had tasted the seasoning of Blue Star. In the war years, it was common to confiscate weapons and tools after killing local soldiers. Damu once stated that Blue Star's seasoning focuses on a divergent texture. If you use too much, your tongue will be numb. Damu called it fresh, and just listening to the description makes Maha yearn for it.

Damu also asked Maha to summarize Huang Xing's seasonings by himself. Huang Xing focuses on stimulation. The seasonings can feel the stimulation that they don't even need to enter the mouth. Damu explained that this stimulation is spicy!

Red Star rarely participates in wars and should have its own system. It is said that it is a sense of pleasure, that is, the taste of happiness, so it is easier to surrender than the warriors of Blue Star and Yellow Star.

Damu didn't say much, especially Maha remembered these golden sentences in his heart.

And according to Damu, ordinary chefs actually found a special seasoning flavor, which is the salty flavor that already exists in the ingredients.

When Maha was twenty-seven years old, his mother Ma Qi rushed into the kitchen and asked, "Can you make flower rice?"

Maha looked up and looked at the busy Damu beside him.

Damu shook his head: "Now you know more than me, why don't you go out and see who is looking for trouble?"

Maha and Damu both walked out of the kitchen. It was the busiest time, and the old customers waved to the two of them one by one.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the man sitting alone, he pointed at the older Damu and asked, "Is this Chi Hong himself?"

The old customers shook their heads: "Where is it, this is Damu! Next to them is the boss's son Maha. They all helped Chihong. Even if the name of the dish you submitted is indeed fresh, it wouldn't be enough to let Chihong come out to see you."

"that is!"

Fortunately, there were old customers talking to each other, which stabilized the scene a lot.

It felt like Chi Hong took two chefs and asked, so that Chi Hong would not embarrass her.

Damu's hand was carrying Maha's back and muttered in a low voice: "This man, the army! It's not our Huang Xing's, but more like your Hong Xing's!"

After hearing Damu's statement, Maha looked at the man in front of him and found out that he was indeed sitting in an unusual position.

In peaceful times, soldiers have service life.

The sight in front of me was that Hongxing, who was born in a slum, had retired and returned to the slum. He relied on the military pay he paid to come to the Red Hotel to try Chihong.

The young soldier slowly spoke, "That Chihong doesn't come out, why are you two helping the kitchen come out?"

I have to find a way down. Since Damu saw the other party's identity, Maha continued the other party's words and said, "Hello, Chi Se heard you want flowers and rice and asked us to come out and ask, but before that, I said I would like to thank you for protecting our Red Star!"

Maha's voice was very loud. At this time, the young soldier blushed and his four hands were at a loss. He scratched his head and his arms.

The surroundings obviously started to talk, and the old customers added fuel to the fire.

"Guardian? Soldier! I'll just say, how can I sit upright?"

"This is amazing. When you hear the flower rice, you will know it is a soldier!"

Applause and cheers were endless, and Maha spoke again: "Then let's ask which area you usually guard. You know that the Red Star is vast and the flowers are different everywhere, so the differences in the region will affect the taste. If we don't know the region, we can't make the same ones, and if it's too far away, we can't collect the same flowers."

As soon as these words were said, the old customers of Red knew that Chihong was 100% good at making this dish.

But only Maha was unsure of it, and being able to say these words was entirely based on guessing. Because the soldiers had no time to eat at all, they just needed food within their ability at meal times. So, as the name suggests, the flower rice is probably the most red stars plants and flowers. Is this kind of thing delicious to mix together into a rice? It is obviously difficult to swallow, but the reason for its relatively deliciousness is the red stars seasoning that Damu once said, which is the taste of happiness.

The young soldier bowed his head in surrender and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come to make trouble. Our captain is our military chef. When he dies, I miss this taste. Our troops in Baishi Waterfall have white flowers all year round. The juices that fall from the flowers can dye the stones white. I think it's like a waterfall, so I'm calling it this name. It's very far away from here, so I'm sure I can't make it, so I want to try red. As long as it's flower rice, I'll eat it!"

As soon as these words came out, Maha immediately bowed.

Maha tried out the words he wanted after a few words. Amid the applause and cheers, Maha and Damu returned to the kitchen.

The two of them looked at each other, and obviously they were still in trouble.

I knew what the flower rice was like, but I didn’t know how to make the seasonings.

Maha only has the stimulating and spicy yellow star seasoning, but no happy red star seasoning.

Damu took out a scimitar and said, "Ten minutes, I will go out and pick some flowers around the tavern. Even if it is not delicious, as long as you say that there are slums around it, it is a bitter taste. As a soldier, the other party will eat all the soil in front of so many people."

"That seasoning? It's made of Huang Xing?" Maha asked.

"Just use the spicy and spicy flavor we have! What else can I do?" Damu hardly thought about it.

"Can it work?" Maha couldn't feel the bottom.

"It really doesn't work, depending on your mouth. You probably don't know that eloquence is also part of the food." Damu said the golden sentence again.

"So is eloquence?" Maha heard this for the first time.

Damu leaned against the back door of the kitchen and smiled: "There is an allusion in our Huangxing army. The flash shooting was dry. The entire Huangsha no-man's area was thousands of kilometers, and the soldiers were hungry and thirsty. The commander took the map and knew that the destination was not far away, but there was no hope everywhere around the yellow sand. At this time, the commander pointed to a place that did not exist in the distance and asked if you saw the sea buckthorn tree. No one saw it, but the commander swore that there was something in front. After the enemy was beaten, drink sea buckthorn juice happily. In this sentence, the soldiers who were originally unable to do it kept their saliva and sprinted to win the battle with all their might. Although they knew that there was no sea buckthorn at all, this matter became a typical case in the army. Basically every Huangxing soldier knew that he looked for the thorns to quench his thirst."

"This is eloquence and part of food." Maha thoughtfully.

Damu didn't say much and walked out of the kitchen.

Damu walked back after more than ten minutes, holding a bamboo basket with a smile on his face.

There are all kinds of flowers inside, but they are generally red.

The most common red stars are red flowers. It is rare to see so many flowers alone towards Baishi Waterfall.

But it was too far from what the soldiers said, so I really couldn't go to the scene to pick flowers.

Put the flowers in the pot and stir-fry them, and it is clear that there is no time to cook a ingredient. It is impossible for plants to cook for so long, so the flame and time are controlled in the smallest and shortest.

Then sprinkle with spicy seasonings, and Maha covered the red flower rice on the plate.

"Can this work?" Maha looked at the completely different plate in front of him.

Damu grabbed a plate and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed for a moment and said, "It tastes good, but it is obviously not what the other party wants. Go up, rely on your eloquence."

Maha walked out with the food, and the applause became even more intense.

"Look, you can also have flowers and rice."

"Red is invincible!"

Maha put the plate on the table and handed it to the young recruit in front of him and said, "I'm sorry, Chihong will not be able to help you get the white flowers at Baishi Waterfall. If you need it, you can make an appointment in advance. These are the flowers picked nearby here, and you also know that the flower cakes have something to do with your location. You can try it first and then tell me what you have tasted."

The young soldier grabbed the spoon on the table and shoveled it into his mouth and chewed it. After a while, he opened his mouth and kept slapping the wind with three hands. It was obvious that he had never eaten such spicy things in his life. But the next second I realized that he had made a fool of himself, so he quickly suppressed his mouth and ate it in big mouthfuls, holding back the spicy food.

The old customer beside him asked with a smile: "I haven't eaten it before, I'm so excited after eating it!"

"This is my hometown, and the taste is different. It turns out that my hometown tastes like this." Tears appeared in the corner of the young soldier's eyes.

The old customers on the side were excited: "I want to eat flower rice too!"

"Give us one too!"

Ma Qi came behind Maha and asked quietly: "Can you do it? How to price it?"

"The vegetarian dishes are higher than meat dishes." Maha replied, and Maqi hurriedly stepped forward to register the category.
To be continued...