Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But after eating it, not long after, you will feel that it is a kind of original umami taste, and the taste is constantly volatilizing on the tip of your tongue.

It makes people carefully taste the most primitive and simple taste.

The more you taste, the more you feel the taste buds on your tongue, and it becomes weird, and you can't help but want to take another sip.

It was the first time for the two judges to taste this unique taste.

Even with the talents of the two, for a while, I don't know how to praise them.

One pot of soup was eaten up in an instant, if it wasn't for the other pot being prepared for the ghost princess, and one's own image had to be taken into consideration.

I'm afraid they couldn't help but lick the bottom of the pot at this time.

Especially the bitterness in the mouth is like a stroke of magic, revitalizing the taste of this pot of soup.

The two judges sat there for a while.

Then he raised his head and looked at the monk, his eyes became eager. The other two thought about the deliciousness of this pot of soup for a long time, but they didn't understand how it was made.

Especially the taste of crab inside, original, direct and impeccable.

But the weird thing is here, there is no crab in this soup.

"One green onion, three-leaf tangerine peel, half a clove, three liang wolfberry, a few oil leaves, ten apricots, a piece of tofu, plus a spoonful of brine."

Seemingly seeing the confusion in the eyes of the two judges, the monk didn't hold back, put his hands together, and generously said all the ingredients.

It's just that as the ingredients were revealed, instead of being enlightened, everyone became even more confused.

"No crabs!"

The two judges looked at each other. This soup is actually a vegetarian soup, but it has such an original taste of fresh crab.

For a moment, the two judges looked at the monk's eyes in awe.

At this level, it is already the peak of the esophagus.

Even Zhao Ke, who was standing behind and listening carefully, couldn't help being amazed.

It is worthy of being the master of Su Zhai, who even the old man would admit to being defeated. He really has the power to turn decay into magic.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke's eyes finally became eager, staring at Monk Wu'an's back, then turned and walked towards his stove.

Since the old man left regrets at the beginning, Zhao Ke certainly would not let go of such an opportunity.

From his stamp album, he took out a plate, which contained neatly sliced ​​pieces of meat.

It's just that these pieces of meat are very special, not fresh meat, but more like... bacon.

Chapter 422 Dark Cuisine

"Not bad!"

A bowl of rivers and mountains was carried into the sedan chair. Unexpectedly, the voice of the ghost princess finally came to everyone's ears again.

Although it's just a good word, it's enough to make the ghost merchants boil.

Even if the goal is not achieved, as long as the ghost princess can be satisfied, it is still a good investment.

In the private room on the side of the five ghosts.

There was a burst of hearty laughter, for fear that others would not hear it.

"Hahaha, it's not in vain that I invited him, it cost so much, it's worth it!"

The ghost merchant who invited Monk Wu'an, his face was full of red, even if he couldn't make the princess laugh, he could rely on the princess' good evaluation.

It laid the foundation for the future, his position among the ghost merchants.

This is a mutually agreed condition between their ghost merchants.

"Acceptance, apology, brothers, please take care of me in the future."

Hearing the shouts from the next door, the boss was originally a black face, but at this moment it was even more so than Bao Qingtian.

"Bah! It's not the end yet, so I'm just here."

After the second child finished cursing, he looked down at Zhao Ke who was busy below.

Seeing that Zhao Ke finally made a move, the five ghosts gradually showed a sense of anticipation in their eyes.

"time……"

But the third child is not optimistic, because the time, the time in the hourglass at this time, has been tightly reduced to less than one-third, such a short time, I don't know whether Zhao Ke can show the best craftsmanship.

Zhao Ke's cooking speed is indeed a bit slower.

But this does not affect his performance.

On the contrary, because of Monk Wu'an's bowl of mountains and rivers, Zhao Ke's fighting spirit was even more aroused.

He will never forget that the old man looked up at the sky with a regretful look on his face.

He knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

An opportunity that even the old man can't meet, to be able to compete with the peak of the culinary art, if you don't give your best, how can you be worthy of yourself.

On the plate, there was a black burnt piece of meat with white lime powder on it, which made people doubt whether this kind of meat could still be eaten.

Some ghost businessmen have even started to make fun of it.

"It's a shame to take out the old bacon from many years ago. I doubt whether it will be poisoned if I eat it."

"It's a fight with that Indian master chef, and I'm looking forward to his dark cuisine."

Not to mention these ghost merchants, even the spectators below shook their heads for a while, and even linked Zhao Ke with the Indian chef.

Looking back, I saw this Indian chef stirring in the pot with a rolling pin.

The viscous coffee-colored sauce, as it is stirred, looks visually, making one wonder if this guy is stirring shit!

Time is really running out.

Some chefs have given up on continuing to make the third course, and have prepared some cold dishes or sweet soups at will to renew their hopes.

Or, to make yourself look better.

But soon, the humming sound of the blade in the air made people's eyes re-lock on Zhao Ke.