Tempura.
Not only him, but even the culinary demons in the audience were stunned by such a conclusion.
What the hell? Why did he suddenly change from fried chicken to tempura? Even if they were both fried foods, he shouldn't have said something so ridiculous, right?
However, when Jonny's smile stiffened slightly, everyone couldn't help but believe him.
Could this really be a f * cking tempura?
Indeed, if one looked at it from this angle … all the fried foods were extremely thin, and …
When the audience looked down at the box in Guo Shouque's hand, they discovered that there wasn't even a trace of oil in the white paper box!
Moreover, looking at the even heat, there was no doubt that all the ingredients had been cooked in such a short time.
Just by looking at it, one could tell that the taste was excellent.
"I've never heard of tempura in industrial cuisine, Mr. Gu Zhijian." Guo Shouque looked at the chicken leg in his hand and smiled as he looked up. "Is this considered a rebellion against the master?"
"This is called pioneering and innovating."
Jonny arrogantly raised his head. "As a disciple, if you only know how to stick to the old ways and follow the master's path, you won't be as useful as a 200-dollar fryer. Then, what's the point of being a culinary demon?"
"You're saying the same thing as my student."
Guo Shouque raised his eyebrows and looked at the fried chicken tempura in his hand. Soon, he said, "If this old man didn't see wrong, this should be a unique way of cooking in the Ryukyu region?
Amazing fusion, Jonny Gu Zhijian. In the future, industrial cuisine will be greatly expanded by you. I can feel your master's gratification.
To be able to perfectly fuse two completely different cuisines, as expected of the Americas! "
Even though he was praising him with such admiration, he didn't feel happy at all.
When those eyes looked at him, it was as if he couldn't hide any secrets.
Even the source of his creativity was clearly seen …
Jonny Gu Zhijian didn't feel any fear or uneasiness. Instead, he became even more excited.
Only with such an opponent could there be fun in challenging him!
"Have I been seen through?"
Jonny nodded. "That's right. This is a brand new Exxon Fried Chicken Set. Although it's made using the concept of industrial cuisine, the way it's made came from my hometown.
Although it's not a problem to call it a fried chicken set meal, it's the name of the war. It originates from the industrial cuisine of Ryukyu, Engine Oil Tempura! "
"Please, Grandpa."
He gestured with his hand and said, "Eat it while it's hot. You can live longer if you eat it."
Guo Shouque looked at the things in the box and couldn't help but shake his head. "No matter how delicious these things are, eating them will only shorten one's lifespan, right?"
"Ha, in Ryukyu, who hasn't eaten it when they were young? This is the crystallization and delicacy of an era of hunger and thirst … Things like life and death depend on fate. When you're alive, you should eat happily! "
"So, the Ryukyu people really don't know how to maintain their health …"
Guo Shouque shook his head and raised his hand.
"Then, have a taste."
Just like swallowing an elixir, he opened his mouth and bit into the fried chicken with his gums, which only had a few teeth left.
At that moment, an appetizing sound spread out and resounded in everyone's ears. Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
The first thing they felt was the rich fragrance of the meat, followed by the terrifying spiciness and the sweet and sour taste of the sauce.
When the fragrant and tender chicken, wrapped in the magical smell of engine oil, slid down their throats, they felt as if their mouths and noses were burning and shrouded in flames.
Then, a bomb exploded in their sense of taste!
It was an explosion in the physical sense!
A low rumble suddenly sounded from the hunchbacked body. A terrifying power erupted from the weak stomach — the moment it came into contact with the stomach acid, the spices that were evenly kneaded into the muscles triggered an exquisite combination reaction under the interference of the Source Substance. Then, in the blink of an eye, it achieved an explosive explosion!
Black smoke spewed out of Guo Shouque's mouth and nose. It was so dense!
But then, there was a tearing sound … because Guo Shouque was expanding. His joints were rubbing against each other, and his muscles were squirming. The hunchbacked old man gradually straightened his back and began to swell like a balloon.
A terrifying heat began to rise from under his rapidly tensing skin.
The heat hidden within his muscles was transforming, quickly transforming into a wave of vitality that poured into the old man's body. It didn't matter whether or not the old man could withstand it; it wanted to completely destroy him from the inside out.
However, he didn't collapse.
Instead … … he transformed into a muscular old man with white hair as thick as a lion's.
His upper body was naked, and his sturdy muscles were covered in scars.
He was no longer as old as before. Instead, he had become fierce, cold, violent, and dignified.
How was he still a hunchbacked old man?
He was clearly a savage giant ape from the mountains that roamed among tens of thousands of beasts!
Right in front of Jonny, the ferocious old man opened his mouth and devoured the oil tempura in his hand, sucking away the oil stains on his fingers.
He wasn't stingy with his praise.
"Oh, so much vitality. This spicy sensation is so wonderful … … It can actually restore me to my ninety-year-old state!" he sighed in amazement. "Jonny Goo Zhijian, you're amazing!"
The spicy wave of vitality didn't burn him to death. Instead, it caused him to become excited.
He finished the drumstick in his hand in a few mouthfuls.
Then, he grabbed the chicken wing.
He threw it into his mouth and couldn't stop at all. It was like a whirlwind sweeping away the clouds.
He carefully savored the stimulating fragrance that kept erupting on the tip of his tongue. It was as if he was swallowing a bomb alive. He swallowed the essence of the disaster into his stomach bit by bit.
The first thing he felt was hunger, then pain, and then despair.
There was also that lingering greed …
That's right, greed!
Greed was the essence of this dish!
At that moment, in front of Jonny Goo Zhijian, the old man's movements stiffened for a moment. His ferocious face froze on the spot. Suddenly, a crack appeared.
Incinerating light and thick black smoke continuously rose from within.
Inside the empty shell, signs of the factory's rumbling could be heard …
On that badly damaged face, Guo Shouque revealed a smile of approval.
"Jonny Goo Zhijian!
I have to admit that I've underestimated you! "
He raised his head and praised without holding back, "It's really terrifying. I've already experienced your creation … It seems to be born from industry, but in fact, in order to fill one's stomach, even if it's the blood of the earth like oil, it's no different from subliming a person into an indestructible steel!
You must have an even more terrifying dish that you haven't taken out, right? "
Just like that, he swallowed the overly large chicken set meal in his hand into his stomach. He allowed the crack on his face to spread, revealing the illusion of the city hidden in the haze and thick smoke.
In order to survive, he didn't hesitate to destroy the world. In order to continue living, he didn't hesitate to destroy himself.
Such crazy determination and willpower made people praise and applaud him!
"I can say with certainty, Jonny."
He raised a finger and announced solemnly, "If it weren't for me, there would be no one else other than you who would be the champion of this competition."
"It's a pity that you met me today."
In his mouth, the burger that was burning with raging flames was completely swallowed into his stomach.
In one gulp, he absorbed the prototype of the disaster that had fused with countless industrial wastes into his body.
Then, the thick smoke, flames, and the huge illusion of the industrial industry behind the crack on his face completely disappeared without a trace.
What replaced them was nothingness.
There was nothing in the empty shell under the flesh and blood. Or rather, there was some strange light.
It was as if there was the outline of the earth, nature, mountains, rivers, and all things. There were dark stars moving in the ferocious sea … However, things could not be seen clearly. He could only instinctively understand one thing.
The industrial cuisine, no, the industry itself … was swallowed in front of him!
The crack shrank inch by inch. Guo Shouque grinned and laughed tyrannically, "The successor of Yi Ya is an ominous thing that would even eat his own children for the sake of delicious food.
A mere piece of steel is nothing to him! "
Jonny's will was firm, and he froze on the spot.
It was as if he had been frozen.
It was difficult to hide the uneasiness in his heart. At that moment, the ferocious darkness that he saw through the crack … The terrifying nature of this old thing in front of him.
Guo Shouque was still smiling as he looked around. "Next, it should be my turn, right?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at the huge pot of oil on the cooking table.
Ignoring the boiling oil, he stretched out his finger, dipped it, and sucked it into his mouth. He sighed with emotion, "Clear and sweet. What a good pot of oil … Can you lend it to me?"
In the silence, Jonny's expression was gloomy as he slowly nodded.
He wanted to see what this old thing was going to do with his pot of oil.
Guo Shouque's body gradually stooped, returning to its former stooped and shriveled state. His muscles relaxed, and his appearance changed from fierce to ugly.
It was abominable.
After circling the pot of oil a few times, he nodded thoughtfully.
"This is a rare opportunity. Then, here, I will show everyone a famous Dongxia dish — boiled cabbage."
The entire arena was dead silent.
Boiled cabbage.
Boiled cabbage again?
Do you f * cking know how to make anything else?
This is a f * cking pot of oil. Why the hell are you making boiled cabbage?! You only said boiled cabbage, where is your cabbage?! Are you going to forget it again?!
Jonny could not bear the humiliation. He punched the chopping board and shouted angrily.
"Old thing, can't you not make a fool of yourself with that outdated thing?!"
Guo Shouque frowned and fell into silence.
After a long time, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.
"Outdated? That's too much. "
He sighed, bent down, opened his toolbox, took out the seasonings one by one, and placed them on the table in convenient places.
"Even an old man like me is still studying today!"
He raised his eyes and calmly told the young man in front of him,
"Reading books, reading newspapers, using the Internet, participating in competitions, shamelessly mixing in groups, shamelessly praising young people, secretly learning, blackmailing … I am willing to do anything to win."
"For the sake of this desire for good food, I will not hesitate to go to hell!"
He started from the time he walked into the kitchen at the age of three.
He became a chef at the age of twelve, finished his apprenticeship at the age of sixteen, and surpassed his master at the age of twenty. At the age of twenty-five, he began to travel around the world.
At the age of forty-one, he turned his eyes to the border.
At the age of sixty-two, he chose to go to hell.
In order to pursue the ultimate desire for good food, he did not hesitate to set foot on the land of bliss. He even completed the great deed of meeting the rancher and returning.
Dongxia cuisine, Roman cuisine, Yingzhou cuisine, American cuisine, Russian Federation cuisine, from breakfast to dinner, from desserts to wine … Guo Shouque continued to devour everything, constantly pursuing a deeper limit.
Until today, he had never given up in the slightest.
Now, he was actually called an outdated old thing?
Wasn't that too much?
Wasn't that underestimating his culinary skills too much?
Wasn't that too looking down on all the chef demons that he had eaten too much?!
"Watch carefully, Mr. Gu Zhijian. This is the outdated cuisine that you don't take seriously. But even if it's an outdated cuisine, there will be a day when it can be rejuvenated. "
He raised his hand, picked up the spoon beside him, and stirred the boiling oil in the pot. "As long as the chef still exists, as long as the desire is not cut off, this precious meaning will always exist.
What you lost to is not me, but this foundation that has been accumulated for thousands of years. "
Jonny crossed his arms and was about to retort, but his gaze was attracted by the blurry image in the pot of oil.
Under the stirring of the spoon, the boiling oil in the pot calmed down inconceivably, reflecting something incredible. But then, the mirror image was broken again.
This was because the clear oil was swirling, forming a small vortex, rippling in the pot of oil.
Under the sprinkling of all kinds of seasonings, it seemed to have formed a clear soup. He casually took the leftover chicken and bones from Jonny and threw them into the pot of oil. A fiery fragrance rose.
Unlike before, even the terrifying invasion of the oil disappeared without a trace, replaced by a faintly discernible gentleness and sweetness.
It was like a floating paradise, glowing with a misty light, pure and sacred.
In the deep light, something seemed to be rapidly sprouting and brewing, making him couldn't help but move closer to take a closer look.
The closer he got, the more he could feel the warm and heavy fragrance from the chicken stewed in the oil. He couldn't help but drool.
Under Jonny's gaze, the vortex of oil gradually calmed down, and the scene that he had caught a glimpse of finally appeared again, becoming clearer and clearer.
Finally, from the reflection of the oil, he caught a glimpse of the outline hidden in the light.
That blurry reflection.
That was … himself?
In the audience, Huai Shi was the first to react. He raised his hand and covered Zhen Xi's eyes.
This was no longer a realm that could be described as simple boiled cabbage … And the next scene was not something that Zhen Xi could accept.
"Please appreciate. It gathers the essence of disaster from Dongxia and Rome. It's a new subspecies of fusion hell cuisine, boiled cabbage!"
Amidst the crisp sound of the soup being stirred and knocked on the edge of the pot, Guo Shouque announced his work in fluent Latin.
"— Boiling Water Judgment Caldaria!"
It was at that moment that a pure and unsullied light that seemed to come from heaven soared into the sky from the pot of oil, surpassing original sin and punishment, bringing with it the light of mercy and liberation.
A generous hymn sounded from the illusion, as if it could redeem all sinners.
At this moment, Jonny Goo Zhijian finally walked into this paradise!
Tempted by the illusion from hell, the man fell into the boiling pot of oil with a plop. Without any struggle, he sank to the bottom of the pot.
Long before that, his soul had already been captured by the cauldron of the abyss.
This was the last "cabbage" that was missing in the refreshing broth.
Using opponents as ingredients was the specialty of the Yi Ya Cooking Demon!
At that moment, an intoxicating aroma finally gushed out from the pot. With a mellow smell, it enveloped the tip of everyone's nose and interweaved an illusion of heaven before their eyes!
It was sweet and sinful, lingering in the darkest part of everyone's soul, whispering blasphemous or holy words in their ears.
It was indeed the fusion cuisine that Guo Shouque had mentioned.
Through the cooking of boiled cabbage, after gathering the elements of water and fire, it formed the most primitive heresy trial, purifying everything in boiling water.
In the end, it returned to being pure.
The essence of the five-thousand-year cuisine of Dongxia was fused with the disaster of the medieval Rome witch trials, creating a dish that was like divine punishment.
The life that lived because of this pot would also die because of this pot.
This was the true meaning of Paradise Lost.
"Then, young man, how does this dish taste?"
Guo Shouque lowered his head, looking down at the pot of oil in front of him, and asked jokingly.
"Excellent!"
A muffled and admiring exclamation came from the pot of oil.
Amidst the boiling grease, a thumb slowly rose.
His body felt endless pain and suffering, but his soul was quiet and peaceful. It was as if he was going to sleep in this beautiful paradise.
Even if it was treated as a part of the dish, Goo Zhijian could not deny that this was the essence of the abyss that he could never reach in this disaster.
There was also the huge gap between them …
Even though he still had the strength to struggle, he no longer had any fighting spirit. When the old man stood in front of the pot of oil, he was already destined to be defeated!
"Learn to respect history, Mr. Goo Zhijian. Even an old ghost like me will keep pace with the times …"
Guo Shouque raised his hand and scooped a spoonful of boiling oil from the pot with a spoon. He put it into his mouth and tasted it carefully. It was hot enough to burn his throat into his stomach, savoring every change in taste.
In the end, he could not help but shake his head regretfully.
"Unfortunately, in the end, it's still … a little inexperienced."
Shaking his head regretfully, the old man casually tossed the spoon aside and turned to leave.
His stooped figure disappeared into the darkness little by little.
The entire arena was dead silent.
Apart from Goo Zhijian, who was blowing bubbles in the pot of oil, no one else made a sound.
The second round of the trial of the Imperial Chef Demon.
[Dongxia's Chef Demon, Guo Shouque, wins!]
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Today's boring little knowledge:
As everyone knew, fried food consumed a lot of oil, especially tempura.
After World War II, the poor people of Okinawa went crazy from hunger. It was naturally impossible for them to eat tempura. How could there be so much oil?
Therefore, someone patted his head and thought of an idea. "Why don't we just fry it with oil?"
Of course, fried oil would not taste good, and because there were many harmful substances in oil, it could even be life-threatening. However, everyone still had to eat it.
Moreover, they were about to starve to death. Who cared so much?
Moreover, it was said that the smell of fried oil was different from each other. Among them, the recognized best brand of oil was the prototype of the Exxon Energy Group, Mobil.
Therefore, this thing's official name was Mobil Tempura.
At that time, everyone ate it happily at various festivals. En, in various senses of the word …
Moreover, once this thing started to explode, black smoke would billow. The people in the surrounding villages would look up. Wow, what a big smoke. It must be Uchiha Uchiha's family who was frying tempura. Therefore, they would gather in groups to take a few bites … It was really hard to imagine that scene.
According to many Japanese blogs, this thing is really edible. The proof is that all the old people in Okinawa have eaten it. (I'm thinking, people who eat it to death probably don't have the chance to become old, right?)
What was even worse was that after eating it, the oil could not be digested by the human body. In addition to the usual grain cycle, it would also seep out through the skin. It was said that there would be two big oily marks on the stones where people sat down to rest after eating it.
It was as magical as a photocopier …
It was not easy to survive in these difficult times. You either starved to death or ate things that would kill you. Everyone should cherish the good life that you have now.
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