Chapter 13 The source of food is 'sacrifice'
In a city in the south of Yaozhou, after a busy day of teaching homework, an old man who was about to make a pot of health-preserving tea suddenly received a transoceanic call.
After looking at it, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Hello? Is it Wenyuan kid?"
Hearing the mellow voice from the opposite side, the old man was not annoyed by being called a kid, but rather honored.
"Master Yu Husband will actually call me?"
"Let me guess, what happened to my little apprentice?"
On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Yu burst out laughing 'haha'.
"A master who knows his disciples!"
"By the way, that little kid Zhao Youqian has restored your family's 'Golden Ratio of Shaomai'!"
I wasn't too surprised, the old man on the other side of the phone had white hair like frost, and his complexion remained the same.
"He told me before that he would try to restore this recipe. After being quiet in Dongying for so long, it's time to restore it!"
Somewhat surprised by the calmness on the other side, but there was a hint of a smile in Yu's husband's eyes.
"Then what if I say that he has also broken through the barriers of physique, and there is hope that his culinary skills will go further?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man was really startled.
"Master Yu Laogong, please stop him! I know he is very anxious, but the young man needs to temper his temper. His physique is not strong enough to carry out those dangerous transformations. Slow down!"
As if talking on the phone wasn't enough.
"Wait, stop him and don't let him break through, I'll buy a ticket to Dongying right now!"
If it was in Yaozhou, the old man was naturally confident that Zhao Youqian would not be in such a hurry, but in that strange place of Dongyingzhou, no matter how mature a person went to a strange environment, his spirit would fluctuate.
It's understandable that he can't control himself now. At this time, his teacher must go all out to catch the young man.
When Mrs. Yu heard this, he finally enjoyed the anxious taste.
Open your mouth slowly.
"When did I say that it was a breakthrough by external force?"
Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the phone.
He was really surprised this time, and even stood up from the stool.
"What? Breaking through the bottleneck of physique without relying on external force??"
"Has he found the original gourmet cells? Or has he encountered some gods that blessed him, enriched his authority and changed his physique?"
To be honest, there are really not many ways to break through with Zhao Youqian's ancient physique, either by borrowing the power of the extraordinary side to practice continuously, or using some methods to resonate with the ingredients in another form.
Either they have found the root of the gourmet cells, or they have to rely on the power of the gods.
Although this is a gourmet world, there are a lot of gods and monsters. It's just that everyone can continuously improve their physical fitness through cooking, so the power of the extraordinary side is not too prominent.
But every super chef and above will inevitably come into contact with the other side of the world, because of the source of their ingredients and their cooking skills, it is inevitable to deal with these existences.
Back then, the old man encountered a bottleneck when he was at the peak of the special class. When he was traveling in Dongyingzhou, he had an intersection with Yu Laogong, and then broke through a new cooking world.
"You will be so surprised and nervous when you think of Buwenyuan!"
Yu Laogong's voice sounded from the microphone, which really made the old man feel a bit dumbfounded.
"Master Yu Laogong, you can speak quickly, don't be a secret!"
Zhao Youqian was the one he sent to Dongyingzhou, and now he has come into contact with those extraordinary powers in advance before reaching the special level. It is hard to say whether it will be good or bad for his future.
For the old man who watched Zhao Youqian grow up from a young age, he couldn't help but feel a little more worried.
"Don't worry, you just deal with the troubles in Yaozhou. Zhao Yougan is doing well here."
"If you want to break through, you won't be able to guess how this little kid broke through!"
When Mr. Yu said those two words, the old man's eyes really widened.
"Sacrifice?? How is it possible!!"
Mr. Yu looked at the frosty crescent moon hanging in the sky in Dongyingzhou, and shook his head.
"Even your teacher doesn't know, how do I know how he did it? The problem is that he has used the ritual method to resonate the ingredients!"
"You should understand the importance of this kind of power to the extraordinary side. This is a sacrifice that connects people and gods."
"It is also the root of cooking!"
"Sacrifice!"
In ancient times, everything in the world lasted forever, and the human race was just an inconspicuous one, but now it has opened up the world's five continents and seven oceans. Although it is only a corner of this huge world, it is already the most prosperous civilization in the known world.
In this world, countless creatures exist, and there are even some unfathomable creatures with destructive power, who do good or evil. Among them, those who protect human beings are called gods.
The human race at that time thought hard, and in order to communicate with these existences, they created the earliest ritual and the first cuisine!
The cook is the priest, and that lofty status has been passed down since ancient times.
Until two hundred years ago, when forces from outside the known world hit, the best chefs at that time, and even those geniuses who had already stepped into the realm of cooking gods, bravely moved forward to protect the defense line of the known world, but it also made too many things are lost.
So much so that if you don't reach the special level, you can't get the recognition of those legendary existences and become a member of the priest.
Originally, all the cooks could worship as long as they cooked with their heart, but gradually fell asleep or died, and even became the god of disobedience, and turned into some kind of natural disaster.
If it weren't for the revival plan of the culinary world that started in the West decades ago, I'm afraid the known world would be shattered.
Up to now, the oriental culinary world has only just recovered a bit of vitality. Taking advantage of Yaozhou's huge size, the Eastern Alliance has been formed to compete with the western culinary world.
Today, the most important part of the culinary world in the past is the 'sacrifice'!
Appearing on his apprentice with the 'ancient' physique, no matter how calm the old man is, he has lost his former demeanor at this time.
"Then I'm going to visit Dongying even more! This is a sacrificial ceremony!!"
A look of sincerity flashed in Yu Laogong's eyes.
"Don't worry too much, the little boy knows it well, let alone your goal is not obvious? You are the one who really attracts the attention of all walks of life. Why don't you just trust the young people at this time."
"A young man who can restore the lost recipes and understand the method of sacrifice by himself, isn't he worthy of your trust?"
The mobile phone was already a little hot at this time, and the old man exuded a terrifying power, and then restrained himself.
"That's right. When did You ever worry about this kid?"
With a smile, Mrs. Yu nodded.
"You can rest assured that I am here, I will take good care of that little baby!"
"That's right. That kid has realized the rudimentary form of the Heart of Cooking, you know?"
The old man smiled.
"If you don't have any of these, I'll let him go to Dongying to prepare a feast for all ghosts?"
After finishing speaking, the old man hung up the phone, too lazy to listen to what Mr. Yu said to stimulate his nerves, after all, these few things had already caused his mood to fluctuate.
At this moment, his cell phone rang with a 'ding dong'.
The old man opened it casually, and was stunned for a while when he saw the message from Zhao Youqian.
'This is really talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here! '
But the more he read the content of the short message, the more his hands trembled.
It can be vaguely read from the old man's trembling lips that he seems to be reciting something like 'Ten Ways of Entering Meditation' and 'Eight Essentials of Rituals'.