The cara captured Ye Feizhou’s ingredient box, which was surprisingly a pool of shimring water.
The water flickered.
People saw a rather large box, with seventy or eighty percent of its space altered to beco a sealed water tank filled with very clear water. The temperature of the water was evidently quite low, releasing wisps of cloud-like cold air upon opening.
Beside the water tank were several storage compartnts, containing potatoes, a bottle of white sugar, and a bottle of clear liquid that looked like vinegar, though so earnest spectators believed it was water.
"That’s not right!"
The water’s surface cald, and as the cara zood in on the bottom, people exclaid, seeing a bunch of "water plants" covering the bottom.
These "water plants" could be called as beautiful as ice and jade.
But looking closely, there were tender yellow buds at the tips of the "water plants." Many viewers incredulously rubbed their eyes and then stamred upon examining the ingredients hidden deep in the water tank again, shouting: "Bean sprouts?"
Bean sprouts are not considered premium ingredients. Since recorded history in the Song Dynasty, they have been known as one of the three vegetarian flavor kings along with bamboo shoots and mushrooms, frequently appearing on the tables of common households.
Thanks to their affordability and deliciousness, there are countless delicacies made with bean sprouts; in so places, street vendors can be seen making crepes stuffed with eggs and bean sprouts to the delight of passers-by.
Such a cheap, overly familiar everyday ingredient appearing on the highest level cooking competition stage, prepared no less by Ye Feizhou, a renowned defender in the Chinese Realm, for an important duel...
Once again, the audience was collectively dumbfounded by Ye Feizhou.
"Bean sprouts!"
Xia Yu was also drawn in, exclaiming inwardly.
Might there be so ancient recipes using bean sprouts?
And then, he couldn’t help his curiosity about what kind of recipe had emboldened Ye Feizhou to take such a fearless stance against him in this culinary showdown.
In the guest box, Wei An and Kong Chun listened to the commotion with amused expressions.
"What a bunch of tasteless people!"
Wei An scoffed, mocking, "Who says that cheap, common ingredients can’t be presented in the grand culinary halls nor be transford into exquisite and delicious dishes? In our Chinese Cuisine World, Fantasy Ingredients aren’t necessarily more useful than these wholeso choices."
As he spoke, he glanced at Xia Yu’s ingredient box on the cooking platform, evidently targeting Xia Yu, and seed to have a faint premonition that this young man would unveil a Fantasy Ingredient in the ultimate showdown.
Just as he turned to look, Wei An’s pupils abruptly contracted.
Crack!
Another box-opening sound.
Dazzling golden light leaked from the crevice and intensified as the lid lifted, until the entire venue erupted in astonished gasps, and Xia Yu’s cooking station was bathed in a flood of gold.
Only the machines remained calm at this mont; the cara focused intently, revealing similar shimring water!
However, unlike the clarity of Ye Feizhou’s water tank, Xia Yu’s box sparkled with added slickness and thickness.
It’s oil!
"Oh—"
Tang Yuqiong’s eyes widened in astonishnt, "He’s using that mysterious oil he once earned a perfect score with!"
Indeed.
The "Shiny Silk-footed Fish" due to its particular living habits couldn’t be stored in water, and freezing it after killing was sothing that Chef Xia himself would curse.
Thus, he relied on the special "Morse Oil" provided by the system to store the fish, and this oil wasn’t rely for holding the fish; it was one of the great surprises Xia Yu discovered upon returning to his country, regarded as a major treasure find, and he dubbed it as an ideal material for his [Bursting Fla] culinary technique, proving its worth.
The cara zood in eagerly probing the box, and Xia Yu amusingly reached in, pulling out a slippery odd fish from beneath the oil.
This fish deserved the evaluation of "aesthetically suffocating."
The fish lay quietly in Xia Yu’s hand, beautifully translucent, its almost transparent body without any visible bone structure, resembling a jelly-like substance. Overall, its shape was much like...
A miniature version of a "Xuanjing"?
If asked later, Xia Yu would certainly answer: Yes, my "Xuanjing" formula’s image inspiration ca from the "Shiny Silk-footed Fish."
"Ah!"
"What’s that?"
"It’s unbelievably beautiful, resembling sothing bizarre and unreal; Demon King Xia, please tell us, this must certainly be a virtual projection, right? It simply doesn’t exist, true, it’s fake!"
The entire venue was thrown into disarray.
Out of nowhere, the MC darted towards Xia Yu’s cooking station, offering him a microphone: "Chef Xia, could you briefly explain your ingredients?"
Xia Yu had already grasped the recipe and cooking procedures to a great extent, so he wasn’t in a hurry to start, but as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly rang out from the judges’ panel:
"Shiny Silk-footed Fish?"
Indeed!
Xia Yu smacked his head, almost forgetting about ’Scalpel’ Karl seated there, this IGO bigwig, would certainly have a deep impression of such high-dinsional rare ingredients recorded by IGO, sparing Xia Yu from much explanation.
Thus, he turned his gaze to Karl, and the Sage exclaid in awe: "Actually, the last ti I saw Chef Xia using ’Morse Oil,’ I suspected that Chef Xia might have discovered and captured the ’Shiny Silk-footed Fish’ living accompanied by the oil..."
Sage Karl elaborated on the characteristics of the "Shiny Silk-footed Fish."
Ye Feizhou listened for a few sentences and then suppressed all emotions on his face, returning to the calm he maintained during ditation and seclusion.
His opponent was formidable, and the ingredients were astonishing, yet he wasn’t resolved to lose.
"Knife!"
Casually selecting a sharp culinary knife from the turtle back, he took a potato from the box, peeled it, and placed it in a pot before lighting the fire.
This was steaming potatoes.
Then, Ye Feizhou took out a prepared sugar jar and a bottle of specially brought clear water from the box.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."
This was the sound of sugar crystals falling into a porcelain bowl, clearly of excellent quality, pure white and delicate, and Ye Feizhou poured a large bowl.
The second step involved pouring sugar; but what for cane sugar?
Ye Feizhou responded to the audience with action.
He positioned a flat-bottod pan directly on the stove and lit it up, using the official oil bottle provided on the cooking platform with dium heat since he hadn’t brought his own oil.
"Sixty percent heat!"
Skillfully and sharply capturing a key point, Ye Feizhou moved his hand, and the entire bowl of white sugar poured into the flat pan, where a swift movent with a spatula spread the sugar, mixing with oil, sticking to the pan’s interior—chaos at first glance.
Watching Ye Feizhou pour nearly a bottle of clear water into the pan, which he brought himself and certainly held so unknown properties.
Xia Yu was quite surprised, let’s not forget, he possessed extraordinarily detailed vision, grasping plenty of recipe information rely by observation: "...The ratio of oil, water, and sugar should be around 1 to 5 to 15, is this ’caralizing’?"
"Caralizing!"
Another voice confidently affird.
In the guest box, Xia Qing said with interest: "What does he intend to create with the ’caralizing’ technique?"
Yan Qi scanned Ye Feizhou’s ingredient box, with potatoes already peeled and stead, presumably to mash them, and aside from bean sprouts and potatoes, there weren’t any other ingredients demanding ’caralizing,’ right?
Could it be leafy greens?
He focused on the box’s patch of green, furrowing his brows in thought.
Oil, water, and sugar mixed, reduced to low heat, continuing to simr for a while, causing the pan before Ye Feizhou to produce many fine bubbles.
After a while, the small bubbles transford into bigger ones, and then back to small ones.
Then, Ye Feizhou retrieved a chopstick, dipping it in the water, and upon lifting it, the chopstick was miraculously connected to a transparent and resilient strand of thread!
"It’s done!"
Wei An couldn’t help but slap his thigh at this sight.
Kong Chun laughed, "He’s used the ’Shiny Silk-footed Fish,’ reflecting his regard for Feizhou, but our Feizhou, regarding ingredients, isn’t entirely suppressed!"
This remark left people bewildered; what about Ye Feizhou’s ingredients were notable?
Wei An naturally chuckled, "Indeed, refining sugar syrup in that water is quite difficult, Feizhou’s mastery of this technique indicates he’s thoroughly contemplated the predecessors’ killer recipes!"
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