But after that, it was only a deeper despair.
Can you find such high-level ingredients every day?
Even if he could provide this level of food every day, what was the use?
The Tongue of God would get sick of it!
Nagi Masahiro was completely in despair.
The reason why he didn't chase this bastard out of the house was because he still had a glimmer of hope for him.
This guy could marry into the family, and he was once a talented person.
If he could prove his value, Nagi Shinji would still consider the relationship between husband and wife and let him stay at home to observe.
However, he still did not improve at all and only knew how to play tricks.
He didn't know when it started, but he seemed to have changed into a different person. He was no longer obsessed with studying cooking and even used Rina as a tool. When did it happen?
Nagi tried to recall in her mind, but she couldn't find the reason.
She could only hug Rina tightly in her arms, trying to get a trace of warmth from her daughter.
At this time, Nagi Zuoxian's guard came in. Except for Luo Yun, everyone at the scene cast their eyes over.
Kaede was shocked by his appearance as a Gokudo Path big shot and hid behind Kikyo.
Rina, who was also a little girl, was the complete opposite. She happily called out to her grandfather and waved her hands at the Left Immortal Guard.
Zuo Xianwei nodded at Rina, and then quickly walked to the side of Nagi Shingo.
"Zhenjiu, what happened!"
He couldn't find anyone near the inner room, so he started to wander around.
But suddenly, the Food War Executive Committee called him and said that Nagi Masahiro sent them a Food War request.
The judges were personally served by Nagi Masahiro, and the contestants were Nagi Thistle and Luo Yun.
After he received the news, he rushed to the kitchen.
He happened to see this scene.
Nagi Masahiro didn't immediately answer Nagi Zuosenemon. She took a deep breath, and her eyes became sharp again.
After adjusting, she slowly said,"It's like this."
"Is it like this?"
Nagi Sashen Eimen stroked his beard and slowly digested the information he had just received.
Unexpectedly, the young man on the cooking table was the mysterious chef that Shingo had mentioned.
Nagi Masahiro only told the general development of Zuo Xianwei, but did not explain in detail the cooking process of Luo Yun.
By the time the Left Immortal Guard arrived at the kitchen, Luo Yun had already finished processing the meat and placed it into the pot.
Therefore, he still did not know about Luo Yun's feat and only looked at Luo Yun with a slightly appreciative gaze.
"Are the youngsters these days so powerful?”
Nagi Sato looked at Luo Yun up and down and observed his movements.
Luo Yun was stirring the pot non-stop, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. It looked like there was no order to it.
However, the Demon King of Food's eyes were sharp. He quickly saw through Luo Yun's exquisite movements.
He slowed down and sped up so that different parts of the pot would be heated unevenly, thus achieving a "different treatment" of the ingredients.
It seemed like he had added a little meat seasoning to the sweet porridge.
Moreover, there was more than one type. Otherwise, there was no need to stir it so frequently.
This man called Luo Yun could not be underestimated!
Luo Yun was very focused.
Stirring was a technical job. If anything went wrong, it would have a huge impact on the entire pot of porridge.
Even if he used a machine to record his current movements, it was impossible to replicate them.
This was because every step he took was deduced through the complicated changes in the pot.
Even if another person was at the same place, at the same time, using the same ingredients and doing the same actions as him, they would only make a pot of layered, sweet, and salty failure.
The cooking skills of the Illumination level gave him an intuition similar to the chaotic calculation method.
He could use his sixth sense to get the results directly without any process.
For a complicated mathematical problem, others had to solve a complicated formula and write more than ten pages to get the answer.
As for Luo Yun, the moment he saw the question, the correct answer appeared before his eyes.
The ingredients were like well-trained babies. When they saw Luo Yun, they couldn't wait to get into their favorite positions.
Although it wasn't to the extent that Luo Yun only needed to lie down and they would obediently sit up and move on their own, it wasn't too far off.
What he needed to do was to peel off the veil and enjoy it quietly.
"It's almost done."
Luo Yun felt the changes in the pot and nodded in satisfaction.
He immediately prepared to turn off the fire and let the ingredients ferment for a while. Then, the pot of porridge could be finished perfectly.
But for some reason, his sixth sense flashed.
"It seems like I can do better."
Luo Yun was a little puzzled. What else could he improve on?
The heat control, the compatibility of the meat, the seasoning, he had done everything to the extreme.
Just as he was lost, a warm current circled around his lower abdomen, as if reminding him,""Hey, look at me!"
"This is?"
Luo Yun closed his eyes and felt it quietly. It was a warm and pure aura, like the sound of a mountain spring.
"This can't be spiritual power, right?"
This was the only thing he could think of.
Speaking of which, it had been more than half a day since Platyflower blessed him.
It seemed that he had comprehended it.
However, this bit of spiritual power was too little!
He could already feel the ling power in the bodies of Kikyo and Chun.
If the Chinese bellflower was compared to the sea, the Chinese toon was like the Yellow River, and even the maple had a small stream.
As for him, it was probably just a little mouthwash from the cup he used to brush his teeth. It was gone after spitting it out.
This bit of spiritual power was not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth. What else could he do?
But at this moment, his sixth sense flashed again.
The trace of spiritual power in his body jumped even more happily.
"It can't really be you, right?"
Luo Yun's expression was a little complicated. This was his first time using spiritual power, and he was actually going to use it to cook?
Didn't he say that his long hair was fluttering in the wind and his white clothes were fluttering in the wind?
Was he related to Chef?
He really didn't want to dedicate such a memorable first time to cooking.
While Luo Yun was hesitating, the heat of the congee had already been perfected, and it was about to be turned off.
That trace of spiritual energy was like a signal light after Ultraman reached the time limit, flashing non-stop.
Luo Yun gritted his teeth and added spiritual power into the pot.
"Forget it. I can't be the Wine Sword Immortal, but I can be the Great Pot Immortal!”
He was also quite curious about what would happen if he added spiritual power to the porridge.
With the addition of spiritual power, an explosive change occurred in the pot.
A fragrance instantly burst out and spread throughout the entire kitchen.
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