Especially when he thought of the various extraordinarily beautiful ingredients that had been dyed bright and dazzling by him. He didn't even let go of the flour. Except for the inedible ones, all of the dishes were good. Thinking of that, Yuan Zhou felt that he didn't feel good at all.
What he was afraid of really happened. Wuhai walked in front of Yuan Zhou and said proudly, "Compass, Compass, do you know what I prepared for you in return? It's a super beautiful piece of art."
Wuhai didn't know what to do at all. He looked very proud and his face was filled with the intention of asking for praise. It made Yuan Zhou's teeth hurt.
His original guess had become a reality. Even though Yuan Zhou felt that he had cultivated very well and had reached the maximum level of facial paralysis, he still felt that his face was a little tight.
Once again, he deceived himself and thought about the probability of putting a painting in the food box. Then, the hard truth was placed in front of him. He could only keep a straight face and pretend to be solemn.
"What is it?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't be able to guess it. This is my meticulous design. I spent a lot of time and effort to make it. I guarantee it's a perfect work," Wuhai said proudly.
Then, he placed the food box on the bar counter in front of Yuan Zhou, as if he was afraid that Yuan Zhou wouldn't see it. Then, he gently opened the box, and a strong smell of paint hit his nose.
Even an ordinary person would find the smell pungent, let alone Yuan Zhou who had extremely sensitive five senses. Subconsciously, he took a small step back before he felt a little better. However, the strong and familiar smell once again indicated that Wu Hai must have cooked some kind of pigment to make this smell.
Wuhai reached in and brought out a round white plate. Usually, a plate as white as jade, especially a huge plate should be very eye-catching, but now, it was the giant dumpling on the plate that stole the limelight.
This giant dumpling was not a simple two-dimensional variety, but a three-dimensional one. Only the belly of the dumpling was attached to the plate. The rest of the dumpling was in the air, and there seemed to be something in the middle. Upon a closer look, one could tell that this giant dumpling was made up of dumplings of different colors.
Although he was mentally prepared, the moment he saw the giant dumpling, Yuan Zhou couldn't help but twitch his mouth reflexively.
Yuan Zhou couldn't find any fault with the shape, color scheme, or even the composition of the picture. If you said it was a work of art, there would be no problem at all. Under the light, there was even a little bit of light, as if something that could glow had been added into the picture.
However, what Wuhai said just now was food, which was very difficult to explain.
"Did you use paste?" Yuan Zhou could smell a hint of rice paste from the pungent paint.
Looking at the sturdy giant dumpling, he had a guess in his heart, but he didn't see any traces of paste, so he was a little curious.
"As expected of Compass. I did use it. But in order to match the colorful dumplings, I mixed the white paste with coral paste to create a new color. It matches the dumplings very well. What do you think, Compass? Is there a sign that my culinary skills will surpass my master?" Wu Hai leaned closer and asked. "That's right.
He was blindly confident in his culinary skills, and he didn't know where he got such a clear self-awareness from.
Yuan Zhou was speechless.
What the f * ck was' surpassing my master '? Even a novel wouldn't dare to write such a thing. If this was how it was understood, then there wouldn't be such a thing as surpassing the master in the world.
"What did you use for the stuffing?" Yuan Zhou asked.
Yuan Zhou couldn't be blamed for being curious. The main thing was that his nose could only smell some rice paste and flour. There was no other smell of edible ingredients, only the smell of various pigments.
Of course, he used a custom-made pigment. It was specially made by Wuhai for his cooking. There were all kinds of pigments that smelled like oranges, apples, and even chicken and beef. However, no matter how good it smelled, it wasn't edible.
In fact, Yuan Zhou had always been curious about how the person who ordered the pigments for Wuhai felt when he received the order.
"In order to achieve the strict uniformity of the colors and the matching of the colors, I have packed some fruit-flavored pigments inside. There are various flavors and I guarantee that the taste will be very good. Besides, they are all edible pigments. You have to believe me."
If it wasn't for his good professionalism, Yuan Zhou would have directly cursed. Edible pigments were not pigments, and even if they were edible, it wasn't something that ordinary people could afford.
Wuhai's obsession with dyeing ingredients had reached an outrageous level. There was a certain period of time when he was very passionate about entering the kitchen. Therefore, Zheng Jiawei found a way to customize the pigments that were both edible and tasty. However, for Yuan Zhou, it was absolutely not suitable for cooking.
There were no trivial matters in the kitchen. For this point, Yuan Zhou had always been very insistent.
Silently swallowing the curse at the corner of his mouth, Yuan Zhou took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "The shape of this dumpling is not bad. If you want to give it away, you can put it there for everyone to appreciate. You don't have to eat it, or you can eat one yourself first."
Seeing that Wuhai was about to speak, Yuan Zhou immediately blocked the loophole. What a joke. He didn't want to take a leave of absence because he had a bad stomach and was sent to the hospital. This was absolutely detrimental to his dignity as the future God of Cooking.
Hearing that he was asked to eat it, Wuhai, who originally wanted to let Yuan Zhou try it, immediately shut his mouth and didn't speak. Anyway, he wouldn't eat the dishes he made. He had to insist.
Therefore, he could only carry the plate over to where the dumplings were standing and place the plate at the designated spot, which was the one inside the partition. The dim light made the dumplings look even more dazzling. It was indeed a good spot.
Even Wuhai was a little reluctant at first. Now that he saw such a good effect, he was a lot happier.
After giving the gift in return, it was naturally time to ask for food. He had long been staring at the plate of Dry Glutinous Rice Balls on the kitchen counter. The clear color made the stuffing inside very clear. Even the layer of powder on the surface couldn't stop it from adding to its beauty.
Naturally, Wuhai's skills couldn't be underestimated, especially his instinct to beg for food. Even Yuan Zhou, who had strong principles, would be merciful to Wuhai as long as it didn't involve the rules.
After Wuhai left with two Glutinous Rice Balls in his mouth, Yuan Zhou wiped his forehead and looked at the beautiful dumplings over there with some lingering fear.
"I wonder if Mao Xiong will allow Wuhai to continue working in the kitchen in the future. Maybe I should discuss with Mao Xiong and ban him from the kitchen. As expected of the destructive power of a kitchen monster," Yuan Zhou muttered in his heart.
Fruit-flavored dumplings with pigmented fillings really broadened his horizons. It wasn't that Yuan Zhou wasn't knowledgeable, but that Wuhai was too daring.
Looking at the time, it was almost time to prepare the ingredients for lunch. Yuan Zhou took out his phone, intending to switch it to silent mode so that he could focus on preparing the ingredients. At this moment, his phone rang.
"Ring ring ring, ring ring ring"
The ringtone was ear-piercing. The name on the screen was very familiar. It was Ling Hong.
"Hello, I'm Yuan Zhou," Yuan Zhou answered the phone.
"Compass, do you know how to make baby food?" Ling Hong asked the moment the call was connected.
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