Cooking that does not shine is not good cooking

It’s ridiculous. It’s the first time I know about Xie Yunfei, but Shiroichiro is one of the most concerned about his current performance in the circle of Ji Xingliao. In terms of the degree of care, he ranks second, and even Mrs. Wen Xu can’t help Ranked first.

But precisely because of this, after seeing that the young man in the venue was only planning to deal with the matter, and simply wanted to make up the missing face in another similar way, Shiroichiro's face showed a little regret. Look.

"Don't talk about that stinky guy Yunfei, just change to you as Shiroichiro. You can't think of other effective methods at this time, right?"

Mrs. Wen Xu held her arms and retorted without discrimination.

As she said, in the face of the current predicament, if you can fix the work and barely submit the work, you can already be called an excellent chef. As for the further situation, Mrs. Wen Xu dare not think about it. , Can't imagine.

After hearing this, Shiroichiro shook his head and smiled. Of course, he could cite some well-known examples in the cooking world to refute, but in the end, Shiroichiro did not do so.

"Just because I can't do it, I hope he can do it even more."

Shiroichiro murmured in a low tone for some reason.

He stared at Xie Yunfei, the relaxed smile on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by an inexplicable emotion.

"Father, you really can't do it?"

Aside, the red-haired boy couldn't help but interject.He doesn't seem to believe what Shiroichiro said, but think about it, since childhood, in terms of cooking, the old man is the almighty king in the eyes of the red-haired boy. He can do everything and do everything well.

But now, the other party frankly admits that he can't do it, or that there is no way to do better than the boy in the venue. How can this make the red-haired boy not surprised?Not surprised?

"En." Shiroichiro nodded and looked at the boy sitting next to him. His face that was slowly becoming serious couldn't help but soften a little, "Chuang Zhen, I'm just an ordinary chef, not the so-called god of cooking. ."

"God or something..." The young man who was called Chuangzhen was obviously not interested in these unrealistic things, but he didn't really understand anything, not to mention it, it was just recorded in the Japanese junior high school textbook. Lan Feihong and Liu Subaru, who are a bit ridiculous to say, are defined as outstanding cooks who are only one step away from the god of cooking.

According to the classification of Food Research Institute, these two people should be nine-star special chefs in the true sense.

As for my dad...

Chuang Zhen put aside, such a comparison, it seems that there is a real gap.

"Your father is already very good." Ryoko patted Chuangzhen on the shoulder. The two had a very happy conversation before, and at this time they had no scruples," Mrs. Fumio said, Mr. Joichiro is the same as Mr. Silver. The three-star special cook. The three-star special cook, I don’t know if I have the chance to achieve..."

"Eh? Is that true?" Chuang Zhen seemed to have heard similar news for the first time, his eyes widened like bells, "Daddy, why didn't you tell me?"

"There are many things you don't know." Shiroichiro closed one eye, and the other eye was aimed at his son, his tone full of pride and contentment.

"Cut it, it's decided, I'm going to sign up for the next second-class chef appraisal for food research!"

"Go, go, you can't make it anyway."

Although he was fighting with his son, Shiroichiro's eyes never left the young man in the center of the venue.

And Xie Yunfei, if he felt a little bit, raised his head at this time and glanced in the direction where Shiroichiro was sitting.

The atmosphere in the venue was a bit strange. Everyone seemed to think that they were just in a hurry to redo the core of a new puppet. In other words, they were just passing by.

As for the opinions of everyone, Xie Yunfei only admits the first half of the opinions, as for the second half...

He whirred twice, as if muttering, and as if dissatisfied.

When it comes to cooking, Xie Yunfei has never dealt with it. Even in the current tight time situation, his determination to produce excellent cooking has never been cut off.

However, the previous process used to make ice sculpture dolls is indeed a bit too monotonous.

The corners of Xie Yunfei's mouth twitched to the sides, and the emerald green Guanyun in his eyes began to fade away.

Looking at the ice sculpture figure consisting of the upper and lower parts in front of him, although he did not speak, the satisfied look on the young man's face had already made it clear.

Putting the knife aside, Xie Yunfei opened his mouth and let out a breath.

The situation is slightly different during normal breathing. At this time, the gas exhaled from Xie Yunfei's mouth formed a linear white mist in front of him.

If it were to be used outdoors, this situation would be justified, but here is a fairly warm indoor venue, and it is impossible for a similar situation to occur!

Seeing the abnormal appearance on the field, many audiences who were already a little lax could not help but regain their spirits. They all cast their eyes on the venue, wanting to see how the teenagers who have been constantly creating miracles in the past few days will finally act on this event. The dessert contest comes to an end.

Under their gaze, Xie Yun flew.

He raised his hands and brought the two parts of the ice sculpture that were originally tens of centimeters apart. Then, as if time was frozen, the whole person stopped in place...

"Hey hey hey! What's the situation?"

The impatient audience couldn't help it, regardless of the order of the venue, just stood up from their seats and asked questions like this.

Although the other audience members and reporters did not speak, similar expressions appeared on their faces.

But there are also some audiences who look at Xie Yunfei, standing motionless at the kitchen table, as if suddenly thinking of something.

"Do you think where we saw this scene?"

"Huh? Do you think so too?"

"It seems... in the daytime, Chef Lan Feiyu, like the current Chef Xie Yunfei, just stood at the kitchen table and stopped for a long time."

"Uh, isn't it?"

"Perhaps it is really like that."

...

When the words were opened, many people immediately reacted.Facts have proved that during the day, Lan Fei Yute’s Kitchen stopped at the kitchen table. The judges seemed to have used Hua Xia’s “qi”. So now, Chef Xie Yunfei has a similar situation. Does it mean that he also What in-depth processing is being performed on the ice sculpture in front of you with the'qi'?

Chapter 454 Let It Go (Fate)

Everyone guessed right.

Xie Yunfei was indeed using Qi.The reason for choosing this strategy was largely due to the influence of Feifei during the day and morning.

However, because the two people faced different situations, Xie Yunfei and Feifei were completely at two extremes in the way of using Qi.

When Feifei makes lipsticks, the qi in her body is like an embroidery needle, every bit is not wasted, and it is consumed for the correct and appropriate purpose.Feifei couldn't help it either. Although her years of cultivating Qi were not short, let alone a comparison with her grandfather, her father, who had not become a chef, had nearly twice the total amount of Qi.

If the stock of Qi is insufficient, then one can only spend time on ingenuity and meticulousness.

Xie Yunfei's situation is just the opposite.

Because of Saiyan God’s blessing, he has obtained the infinite Qi BUFF, he does not need to worry about the consumption of Qi in the body, but the filling of Qi leads to the fine operation, and Jie Yunfei has more than one problem with Feifei.

He can't work slowly like Feifei, and make the structure inside the ice sculpture impeccably.

In fact, Xie Yunfei had no plans to learn Feifei at all.

'Shutrom, help me.'

'no problem!'