Chapter 634 Kitchen Demon

Tempura.

Such a categorical conclusion, not only him, but also the cooking demons in the audience were stunned.

what the hell? Suddenly went from fried chicken to tempura? Even if they are both fried, they wouldn't say such stupid things, right?

But when Johnny's smile became slightly stiff, everyone couldn't help but believe it.

Is this really fucking tempura?

Indeed, if you look at it from this angle...the batter of all fried foods is extremely thin, and...

When the spectators from above looked down at the box in Guo Shouche's hand, they discovered that there was no trace of oil residue at the bottom of the white paper box!

And looking at the even heat, there is no doubt that all the ingredients have been fried in such a short period of time.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that it tastes great.

"I have never heard that there is tempura in industrial cuisine, Mr. Gu Zhijian." Guo Shouque looked at the chicken legs in his hands and raised his eyes with a smile: "Is this considered a rebellion against the master?"

"This is called pioneering and innovation."

Johnny raised his head arrogantly: "As a disciple, if you can only follow the old-fashioned way and follow the teacher's path, it is not as useful as a two-hundred-dollar frying machine, then what kind of cooking monster will you be!"

"You said the same thing as my students."

Guo Shouque raised his eyebrows, looked at the fried chicken tempura in his hand, and quickly said: "If I read it correctly, this should be a unique way of handling it in the Ryukyu region?

Awesome fusion, Jonny Koo. The future of industrial cuisine will be carried forward by you. I can feel the gratification of your chef.

Being able to fuse two completely different cuisines so perfectly is worthy of America! "

Such admiration and appreciation, but it makes people feel no pleasure at all.

Being looked at by those eyes, it was as if no secret could be hidden.

Even the source of creativity is clearly visible...

Johnny Gu Zhijian did not feel any fear or anxiety, but became more and more excited.

Only such an opponent can have the fun of challenge!

"Has it been seen through?"

Johnny nodded: "Yes, this brand new Exxon fried chicken set meal, although the production method uses the idea of ​​​​industrial cuisine, the production method comes from my hometown.

Although it’s okay to call it a fried chicken set, its real name comes from Ryukyu’s industrial cuisine – oil tempura! "

"Please, old man."

He gestured with his hand: "Eat it while it's hot. You can live longer if you eat it."

Guo Shouque looked at the contents in the paper box and couldn't help but shake his head: "No matter how delicious this kind of thing is, eating it will only shorten your life, right?"

"Ha, in our Ryukyus, who hasn't eaten it when they were young? This is the crystallization and delicacy of the hungry and thirsty era... Things like life and death depend on fate. When you are alive, you must eat happily. !”

"So, Ryukyu people really don't know how to maintain good health..."

Guo Shouque shook his head and raised his hand:

"Then, let's try it."

As if he had swallowed an elixir, he opened his mouth and bit down on the fried chicken with the few remaining teeth in his gums.

At that moment, the thrilling sound spread and resounded in everyone's ears, making everyone swallow their mouths.

The first thing I felt was the rich aroma of the meat, followed by the terrifying spiciness and the sweet and sour sauce.

When the tender chicken is wrapped in the magical smell of engine oil and slides into your throat, you feel as if your mouth and nose are burning, enveloped in flames.

Then, the taste bomb exploded!

In a physical sense, an explosion!

A low roar suddenly sounded from the rickety body. The old body had a terrifying power erupting from the weak stomach - the moment it came into contact with the gastric acid, the spices evenly kneaded into the muscles were in the essence. The intervention triggered an exquisite chemical reaction, and then in an instant an explosion like explosives was achieved!

Dark smoke spurted out from Guo Shouche's mouth and nose, so thick!

But then, there was a tearing sound... Because Guo Shouque was swelling, his joints were rubbing, and his muscles were squirming. The rickety old man gradually straightened up, as if he was blowing up a balloon, and it began to bulge.

A terrifying heat rose from beneath the rapidly tightening skin.

It was the heat hidden in the muscles that was transforming, quickly turning into vitality, forming a wave, and pouring it into this old body. Regardless of whether he could bear it, it was going to completely destroy him from the inside out. .

But he didn't collapse.

Instead... he transformed into a burly old man with bulging muscles and thick white hair like a lion.

The upper body was naked, and the solid muscles were covered with scars.

He is no longer the old man he once was, but has become ferocious, cold, violent and solemn.

Then where is the rickety old man?

It is clearly a ferocious giant ape from the mountains, Zongheng and all beasts!

And right in front of Johnny, the ferocious old man opened his mouth, greedily eating the oil tempura in his hand, sucking clean the oil stains on every finger.

Do not hesitate to praise.

"Oh, such abundant vitality, this spicy impact, it is really wonderful...it can actually restore me to the state of ninety years old!" He exclaimed in surprise, "Johnny Gu Zhijian, you are amazing!"

Instead of burning him to death, the spicy surge of energy sent him into a state of excitement.

In three or two bites, I finished the chicken drumstick in my hand.

Then, he grabbed the chicken wings.

Throwing it into my mouth, I couldn't stop it at all, and the wind was blowing.

Carefully savor the stimulating fragrance that constantly explodes on the tip of your tongue, just like swallowing a bomb alive, swallowing the essence of the disaster into your belly in one bite.

The first thing I felt was hunger, then pain, then despair.

And, that lingering greed...

Yes, greed!

Greed is the essence of this dish!

At that moment, in front of Johnny Gu Zhijian, the old man's movements froze for a moment, his ferocious face froze in place, and suddenly, a gap opened.

Burning light and thick black smoke continued to rise from it.

Inside the empty body, there are signs of the roaring operation of the factory...

On that mutilated face, Guo Shouche showed an approving smile.

"Jonnie Koo!"

"I have to admit, I underestimated you!"

He raised his head and praised without hesitation: "It's really scary. I've already experienced your creation deeply... It seems to be born from industry, but in fact it's just for food, even if it's oil, the blood of the earth." The determination to devour everything is tantamount to sublimating people into indestructible steel!

You must have more terrifying dishes that haven't been brought out, right? "

Just like that, he swallowed the chicken set meal in his hand which was too huge in one bite. Let the cracks on his face spread, revealing the phantom of the city hidden in the haze and thick smoke.

In order to survive, he will not hesitate to destroy the world, and in order to continue to live, he will not hesitate to destroy himself.

Such crazy determination and will cannot help but give praise and applause!

"I can tell that, Johnny."

He raised a finger and declared solemnly: "If it weren't for me, there would be no other candidate for the championship this time except you."

"It's a pity that today, you met me."

In his mouth, the burning burger was completely swallowed.

In one mouthful, the prototype of the disaster, which was fused with countless industrial wastes, was incorporated into his body.

Immediately afterwards, the thick smoke, flames, and huge industrial phantom behind the crack in the face completely disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was nothingness.

There is nothing in the empty shell under the flesh and blood, or in other words, there is some weird light.

It seems that there are outlines of the earth, nature, mountains and rivers, all things, and dark stars moving in the ferocious sea... But things are not clear, and I can only understand one thing instinctively.

Industrial cuisine, no, industry itself... was devoured in front of him!

The crack shrunk inch by inch, Guo Shouque grinned and laughed cruelly: "The descendant of Yi Ya is an ominous creature who will even eat his own children for the sake of delicious food.

——Just steel, no problem! "

Johnny Gu Zhijian, frozen in place.

As if frozen.

It was difficult to hide the uneasiness in his heart. At that moment, the hideous darkness peeked from the crack... the terrifying nature of the old thing in front of him.

But Guo Shouche still smiled and looked around, "Next, it should be my turn, right?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and looked at the huge oil pan on the cooking table.

Ignoring the temperature of the boiling oil, he stretched out his finger, dipped it in, sucked it into his mouth, and exclaimed: "It's clear and sweet, it's such a good pot of oil... Lend it to me, is it okay?"

In the silence, Johnny's expression was gloomy and he nodded slowly.

He wanted to see what this old guy was going to do with his oil pan.

Guo Shouche's body gradually became rickety, returning to its former rickety and shriveled state, his muscles relaxed, and his appearance changed from ferocious to ugly.

Abhorrent.

After circling the oil pan a few times, he nodded thoughtfully.

"This is a rare opportunity, so here I will show you a famous Eastern Xia dish - boiled cabbage."

The entire arena was filled with dead silence.

Boiling water and cabbage.

Boiled cabbage again?

Do you ever make other fucking stuff?

This is a fucking oil pan, you are just a piece of shit boiling cabbage! Just talk about boiling water and cabbage, but where are your cabbages? Did you forget to put it away again?

Johnny couldn't bear the humiliation, punched the chopping board and yelled angrily.

"Old man, can't you stop embarrassing yourself with those outdated things?"

Guo Shouque frowned and fell into silence.

After a long time, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Outdated? That's too much to say."

He sighed, bent down, opened his toolbox, took out the condiments one by one, and placed them on the table in a convenient place.

"Even grandpa me is still studying today!"

He raised his eyes and calmly told the young man in front of him:

"Read books, read newspapers, use the Internet, participate in competitions, shamelessly blend into groups, shamelessly praise young people, steal lessons, blackmail... In order to win, I am willing to do anything."

"For the sake of reaching the limit of this appetite, you are welcome to go to hell!"

From the time I walked into the kitchen at the age of three.

He became a cooking demon at the age of twelve, and became a master at the age of sixteen. At the age of twenty, he excelled and surpassed his master. At the age of twenty-five, he began to travel around the world.

At the age of forty-one, he turned his attention to the border.

When I was sixty-two years old, I chose to go to hell.

In order to pursue the ultimate appetite, he did not hesitate to set foot on the paradise land, and even completed the great deed of meeting the rancher and returning again.

Eastern Xia cuisine, Roman cuisine, Yingzhou cuisine, American cuisine, Russian cuisine, from snacks to dinners, from desserts to wine and dishes... Guo Shouche is constantly devouring everything, constantly pursuing deeper limits.

Until today, I have never given up at all.

Nowadays, it is called an outdated thing?

Is that too much?

Is this too underestimating cooking skills?

——It’s too bad that he didn’t take all the cooking demons he had eaten into consideration!

"Look at it, Mr. Gu Zhijian, this is the outdated cuisine that you don't pay attention to. But even the outdated cuisine will one day regain its glory."

He raised his hand, picked up the spoon next to him, and stirred the boiling oil in the pot, "As long as the Kitchen Demon still exists, and as long as the desire is not cut off, this precious meaning will always exist.

What you lost to was not me, but this foundation accumulated over thousands of years. "

Johnny crossed his arms and was about to retort, but his eyes were attracted by the blurry image in the oil pan.

Under the stirring of the spoon, the boiling oil pan calmed down incredibly, reflecting something incredible, but then, the mirror image was broken again.

Because the clear fat is swirling, forming a small vortex, rippling in the oil pan.

With the sprinkling of various seasonings, it seems like a clear soup stock has been formed. He casually took the remaining chicken and carcass from Johnny and threw them into the oil pan, and a fiery aroma rose up.

It's different from just now, even the terrifying aggressiveness of the engine oil has disappeared, replaced by a gentle and sweet fragrance.

It was like an erratic heaven, glowing with misty light, pure and sacred.

In the deep light, something seemed to be sprouting and brewing rapidly, and he couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the warm and thick aroma, the aroma coming from the chicken being stewed in machine oil. I couldn't help but salivate.

Under Johnny's gaze, the whirlpool of oil and water gradually calmed down, and the scene that had once been glimpsed finally reappeared, becoming increasingly clear.

Finally, through the reflection of the grease, he glimpsed the outline hidden in the light.

That blurry reflection.

That's...himself?

In the audience, Huaishi had already reacted first, raised her hand and covered Maki's eyes.

This is no longer a realm that can be described by pure boiled cabbage... and the next scene is not a scene that Maki can accept.

"Please appreciate it, it is a new subspecies of fusion hell cuisine, boiled cabbage, which combines the essence of disasters from Eastern Xia and Rome!"

In the crisp sound of scooping soup and tapping on the edge of the pot, Guo Shouche announced his work in fluent Latin:

"——Caldaria, the God of Boiling Water!"

It was at that moment that the pure and unsullied light rose from the oil pan as if from heaven, surpassing original sin and punishment and bringing the light of mercy and liberation.

A generous hymn sounded from the hallucination, as if it could redeem all sinners.

At this moment, Johnny Gu Zhijian finally entered this paradise!

Seduced by the vision from hell, the man fell into the boiling oil pot with a plop and sank to the bottom of the pot without any struggle.

Long before that, his soul had been captured by the cauldron of the abyss.

This is the last missing piece of cabbage in the refreshing soup stock.

Using opponents as materials is Yi Ya's specialty!

At that moment, the intoxicating aroma finally burst out from it, and the mellow breath enveloped everyone's noses, interweaving the illusion of heaven in front of their eyes!

Sweet and sinful, lingering in the darkest place in everyone's soul, whispering profane or sacred words in their ears.

That is indeed the fusion cuisine Guo Shouque mentioned.

Through the cooking method of boiled cabbage, the elements of water and fire are brought together to form the most primitive heresy trial, where everything is purified in boiling water.

Finally, return to innocence.

The essence of five thousand years of Eastern Xia cuisine is fused with the calamity of the Roman witch trials in the Middle Ages to create a dish that is like divine punishment.

——The life that lives because of this pot will also perish because of this pot.

This is the true meaning of Paradise Lost.

"So, young man, how does this taste?"

Guo Shouque lowered his head, looked down at the oil pan in front of him, and asked jokingly.

"excellent!"

A dull and admiring sound of praise came from the oil pan.

In the midst of the boiling grease, a thumb slowly rose.

The body felt a steady stream of pain and suffering, but the soul was quiet and peaceful, as if it was about to sleep in this beautiful heaven forever.

Even if it was regarded as part of the cuisine, Gu Zhijian could not deny that this disaster contained the essence of the abyss that he could never reach.

There is also a huge gap between them...

Even though he still had the strength to struggle a few times, he no longer had any will to fight. As early as when the old man stood in front of the oil pan, he was already destined to be completely defeated!

"Learn to respect history, Mr. Gu Zhijian. Even an old man like me will keep pace with the times..."

Guo Shouque raised his hand, scooped out a spoonful of boiling fat from the pot, put it into his mouth, tasted it carefully, and swallowed the temperature that was enough to burn his throat, savoring every change in taste.

In the end, I couldn't help but shake my head with regret.

"It's a pity, after all, it's still... a bit tender."

Shaking his head with such regret, the old man threw down the spoon and turned to leave.

The rickety figure disappeared into the darkness little by little.

The entire arena was dead silent.

Except for Gu Zhijian, who was blowing bubbles in the oil pan, no one made a sound.

The Royal Kitchen Demon Trial, the second game.

——Eastern Xia Kitchen Demon, Guo Shouque, wins!

Today’s boring trivia:

As we all know, fried food consumes a lot of oil, especially tempura.

After the end of World War II, when the poor Okinawa people went crazy with hunger, it was naturally impossible to eat tempura because there was so much cooking oil.

So, someone slapped their little brains and came up with a solution: Why don't we just use a machine to deep-fry...

Of course, machine-fried food will not taste good, and because there are many harmful substances in the oil, it may even be life-threatening. But everyone enjoys the hardship and still has to eat.

Besides, I'm almost starving to death, so I don't care about that much.

Moreover, it is said that the flavors produced by various types of machine oil are different. Among them, the best brand of machine oil is recognized as Mobil, the prototype of Exxon Energy Group in the article.

Therefore, the official name of this thing is Mobil Tempura (モービル天ぷら).

At that time, everyone had a great time eating at various festivals, well, in every sense...

And once this thing started to explode, black smoke would billow. People from all over the neighborhood looked up and thought, oh, the smoke is so big. It must be the Erzhuji family who is frying tempura, so they gathered in groups. Go have a bite or something... It’s really hard to imagine that scene.

According to many blogs in Japan: This food is really edible. The evidence is that all the elderly people in Okinawa have eaten it (I am thinking, people who eat it to death may not have the chance to become old people, right?

What's even more annoying is that after eating, because the engine oil cannot be digested by the human body, in addition to the normal grain cycle, it will also leak out through the skin. It is said that there will be two big oily marks on the stone where people who have eaten it sit down to rest.

A magical dark dish that looks like a photocopier...

During the hard years, it was really not easy to survive. You had to either starve to death or eat things that would kill you. Everyone should cherish the hard-won good life now.

And, two is closer to 9,000 words... Can everyone give me their monthly tickets when it doubles at the end of the month?