Chapter 805： : The Beginning of the Devil (Part 1)

Early the next morning, Lou Lin was on board.

"Hey, I have been back to China for a few days, and I haven't triggered a mission yet. You have to explain what the system is!

Xia Yu looked up from a mixed spice dust that failed to mix on the table.

"..."

The system said: "Please host actively explore!"

"I don't say anything else, does that hunt related tasks?"

"..."

Xia Yu had to give up, helpless.

What young talents would have hunted on New Year's Day was not very attractive to Xia Yu, and lacked the whip of the task of the systematic great god. This is all right. Xia Yu couldn't be more motivated.

Fortunately, most of the energy is on pondering the taboo spice Melk Stardust. Researching and manipulating new-style materials is like this. There is no one-step shortcut to go back to the world. Xia Yu's cognition of Melk Stardust is rapidly accumulating into scale in the past few days. He feels that the breakthrough of the bottleneck is in the near future.

"Extreme and perfect utilization rate, 100%!"

"3 stones related to the purification of "Jade Dragon Pot"! "

I intend to withdraw the desktop from the perspective of Xia Yu.

Boom!

Someone knocked on the door.

The old man Xia Qing was standing outside his arms, standing with his arms crossed. "I heard A Qing say that you will be hunting for this year's British?"

"Ok!"

Xia Yu responded, and he opened the door to the old man, only to realize that it was dawn outside.

"Since you have participated, let's go to the end. I heard Yan Qi said, according to your culinary skills, it should be standing at the end, if someone is kicked..." The old man's head was full of playfulness.

"Is it going to be called the newest and most rookie new chef in history?"

The second half sentence made Xia Yu's face black.

The weakest chef? Whoever wants this title will want it!

"What do you mean, old man?" Xia Yuer's green muscles, "Want to see your grandson beaten by a special chef?"

"This is inaccurate."

Xia Qing shook his head, "The Chinese world is different from Dongying after all."

"In Britain, you will hunt on the stage. The later you encounter the younger generation, the more terrifying the behind you will be. At this time, your opponents are not only people on stage, but also the ancient recipes passed down... …"

Xia Yu's heart sank.

It seems like this makes sense.

For example, in the Sapporo competition stage, he left "Golden Open Smile" on his left hand and "Four God Seafood Eight Treasures Soup Bun" on the right hand, and won the championship with the ancient recipe Lianke Zhuqiang.

If the opponent has recipes of the same level or even higher, wouldn't he be the one who was counterattacked?

With such a thought, Xia Yu suddenly realized that he would hunt not the shallow lake in his eyes.

Perhaps, there will be a few tides that suddenly stir up turbulence.

"But it's even more interesting!" Xia Yu stretched out and went into the inner room to wash.

The old man entered the house, but he was attracted by the comprehensive spice on the table that had not been removed in time.

...

It was almost noon.

Xia Yu and Zhu Qing boarded the standby ship one by one and waved goodbye to the towering tower ship that was gradually away.

This time, the Linlin ship will sail on the Yangtze River and Huangpu River for a week. Xia Yu will still be hunting to participate. He cannot travel with Yan Qi and the old man along the river.

There were many passengers on this spare ship. As soon as he got on the deck, Zhu Qing pulled his arm and pointed at it somewhere with a smile.

"Hee, I didn't expect the first name of Wuxiu to be on the ship!"

Xia Yu looked, and the young man found Zhu Qing pointing at him, and he glanced sideways.

Both parties wore black robes, but Xia Yu and Zhu Qing both wore hoods. Ye Feizhou had removed the hood and was surrounded by several middle-aged celebrities.

"he?"

Xia Yu's mouth twitched slightly, "The princes hunted in previous sessions, the younger generation of Chinese crownless kings?"

It seemed to notice a hint of teasing in Xia Yu's eyes, and Ye Feizhou's face immediately fell.

at the same time.

Sail to the Loulin ship on the Yangtze River.

"Brother Xia, what's wrong with you?"

When Yan Qi saw her friend sitting, she didn't move for a long time, she took off her shoes and lifted the bamboo curtain into the tea room.

Sunlight shines from the porthole and gathers a spice dust on the table.

Xia Qing held his arms and stared at the spice he had taken back from his grandson, his eyes flashing.

"look--"

Answer so, pointing to this spice.

Yan Qiqu sat down on his legs, concentrated on the sense of smell, and took a short scent of scent from close range. Then he said, "When did you tinker with such a good spice recipe?"

Yan Qi, who had asked casually, came to interest.

Xia Qing shook his head, and suddenly reached out to hold the dusty white pad paper, curled up like a cigarette, and then touched out the lighter. The flame suddenly swallowed the paper with the clicking sound, and soon, a ray of smoke came out of the flame. .

"Roar--"

But suddenly, Xia Qing and Yan Qiqi were all startled.

Along with the dull roar, it seemed as if some deep-sea behemoths came out, vaguely, the two saw a huge whale slowly spreading its wings over the sea.

For a while, only ash remained on the table.

"I was quite worried that he was going to hunt for a ditch in a gutter." Xia Qing was stunned for a long time, but then he laughed heartily. "It seems that my grandson is not a new cook."

Listening to an old friend explaining that this is Sun Zi’s work, Yan Qi nodded and was surprised. “When I was still in Dongying, although I had known for a long time that he had a good spice skill, he was separated from Lin Realm by a heavy mountain. And now..."

Smelling the lingering smell in the air, Yan Qi said: "He has mastered the'imaging method' of spices, and since then the fragrance formula has life..."

"Yeah, "like." There are not many spice masters in China who have achieved this accomplishment! "

Xia Qing laughed for a long time.

...

Xia Yu, who has returned to Zhao's winery, probably didn't expect a little failed product and kitchen waste that he was going to deal with, so that Xia Qing and Yan Qi's appraisal of his cooking skills suddenly took a big step.

At noon, as soon as he stopped in the courtyard, Zhao Qi and Zhao Tong came to the door.

Zhao Qi's eyes are bitter.

Zhao Tong said to Zhu Qing: "A Qing, a lot of people came to you yesterday and left late at night, and all of them are famous pride. I have to deal with it carefully."

"Hey, I said how do you know Xu Liuyue?" Zhao Qi came with his hand in his pants pocket.

"Xu Liuyue? Who?"

Xia Yu somehow.

Zhao Qi took a black line on his forehead and stared at him: "You don't even know Xu Damei, you just came back from Africa!"

"Forget it!"

Immediately afterwards Zhao Qi stared at him with a hairy look on Xia Yu's back, "Are you called Xia Yu?"

"The big husband can't change his name, he can't change his surname..."

"It's the same name, is that Xia Yu really?"

"Which one do you think I am?"

Xia Yu smiled.

"Go!"

Zhao Qi seemed to get an affirmative answer. He smashed his fist and turned around, even walking quickly away.

Xia Yu shook his head and didn't care. Zhu Qing and Zhao Tong chatted, entered the room by themselves, took out their cell phones, and turned on the screen to light up.

As expected, the information beeps constantly.

"That's all right, everyone knows that I'm back..."