On the evening of that day, outside the suburbs of the imperial capital.

The "Jingkou Great Wall" is one of the eight-section Great Walls around the imperial capital. Compared with the crowded Badaling Great Wall and Juyongguan Great Wall, it seems deserted. There are not many tourists. Some people are wandering sparsely on the unmanned wall. If you look closer, you will find that these people are all well-equipped hikers.

The mountains are steep and steep.

Obviously, the 'Jingkou Great Wall' is a wild Great Wall. The "wild" here refers to quaint and naturalness. Because the road section is too primitive and steep, it is certain that tourists cannot bear the physical strength when they come to climb the Great Wall.

On this day, a group of hikers came down from the Great Wall, but found that the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain were filled with large construction trucks.

The cars lined up on the road, like a long black dragon stretching away, which was spectacular.

Wu Jin is the captain of this hiker team. He is 35 years old and has strong health. His healthy wheat-colored skin and strong limbs are like a cheetah when climbing the steep Great Wall.

He is a well-known outdoor sports enthusiast, and is also a foodie, and one of the little leaders of this generation of dark cuisine.

The descendant of the ‘Walker’ Wu Song!

Of course, this Wu Song is not Wu Song in Water Margin, but the dark cuisine boss who has both martial arts and cooking skills in the world of "China's Ones", once appeared in front of the anime version of the little boss.

"Captain, what's going on?"

"What a big situation! Is it the official plan to build the Great Wall?"

The team members chatter,

Wu Jin frowned, and saw the unusualness of the convoy. He glanced at him and found a small leader who was calling and directing the workers to carry iron plates. He walked over and found a pack of precious cigarettes on his shoulders from the big outdoor backpack on his shoulder. He handed it over and asked with a smile: "Brother, is it going to repair the Jiankouye Great Wall?"

The little leader didn't take the cigarette, glanced coldly, suddenly stunned, his expression eased, "Wu Jin? Chef Wu?"

"It's just me who's lucky to meet."

The little leader still didn't receive the cigarette, with a slightly respectful expression and explained: "It's not about the construction and renovation of the Great Wall."

He pointed to the iron plates that the workers unloaded from the truck.

"The task given to us above is to lay iron plates. I don't know much about the other parts, but a friend inside my Baiyu Building said that this is the high-rise building of Baiyu Building, and we need to use this section of the wild Great Wall to cook outdoor food."

"when?"

"Just tomorrow."

After saying that, the little leader said goodbye. He was very busy. Wu Jin did not force him to keep anyone. He stood at the foot of the Great Wall Mountain and watched the construction team carry out the intensive construction. After a while, a row of large iron plates were laid on the first steep stone steps.

From bottom to top, the iron plates are shiny, reflecting the evening sunshine.

Hikers took their mobile phones and SLRs to take pictures, and kept talking.

Wu Jin also took a picture and posted it in the WeChat group of the "Dark Cuisine Exchange Group". More than 100 members of this group were used, and they were not real names or nicknames, but extremely weird nicknames.

For example, Wu Jin, his ID in the group is "Walker".

"There will be an outdoor food cooking event in the Great Wall of Jiankou tomorrow. Do you see anything?"

The iron plates occupying the Great Wall steps are arranged in sequence in the pictures, which is quite dazzling.

"Oh, Uncle Wu, you finally came out of the mountain corner."

Wu Yingying, nicknamed "Little Tianji Star", bubbling with a cute expression of sticking out her tongue. "The convoy is so vast that it has caused heated discussions from Baiyulou to the suburbs."

"And, I know some insider information!"

"speak!"

...

Dongdong.

Someone knocked on the door in the hotel in the imperial capital.

"Come in."

Ye Feizhou and Wei Qinglian entered the room, and Xia Yu withdrew his gaze from the TV news program.

Wei Qinglian stared at him and handed over a ingredient form, "You check it."

Xia Yu carefully flipped over it.

Main material, rice, a large truck?

The forehead suddenly sweated faintly. Damn, so many materials are stuffed with dragon head rudder. Do you want him to have a big banquet for the heroes?!

The matching dry goods include abalone and sea cucumber.

As well as scallops, shrimps, mushrooms, etc.

Of course, eggs are also indispensable, and the same portion is amazing.

After a while, Xia Yu looked up and saw Ye Feizhou's face turned red with a faint redness when he wanted to speak, he smiled, "Are you curious?"

Ye Feizhou nodded straight, "Egg, fried rice?"

This is a speculation based on ingredients.

Next to him, Wei Qinglian's eyes shrank, and she was also looking at Xia Yu tightly, waiting for his answer.

"What else can it be? It's eggs and fried rice!"

Xia Yu was funny and didn't think there was anything to hide.

The ingredients are here.

Others are not blind.

"Impossible-" A shocked female voice came from outside the room, "You have just returned to China and are about to go to the market... I don't dare to believe that you have disappeared for the past two months, and suddenly appeared, and used the ultimate killer such as fried rice."

Egg fried rice is a big killer, obviously it is a slander.

Tang Yuqiong is here.

Behind her, Li Han and Wu Yingying, the other five shows were also there, and the old man Xia Qing and Yan Qi came at the back, and the hotel corridor was full of people.

"It's just fried rice!"

Xia Yu showed an extremely innocent expression, "I'm really not lying this time!"

Who said "Mother Sun Ball" is not eggs and fried rice? My chef Liu Maoxing was the first to jump out and knock on his dog's head.

"Can't believe you anymore!"

"Yes, you're cheated every time."

The friends unanimously questioned.

"Stop!"

But Xia Yu suddenly raised his hand to control the scene.

The hotel suite suddenly became silent, and the news program on TV ended. Switch to a daily routine weather forecast program:

“…The imperial capital will be clear tomorrow, with the highest temperature of 31℃.”

Bang!

Hearing this, Xia Yu snapped his fingers and showed bright smiles at his friends.

"The last weather conditions have also been achieved! The weather is beautiful!"

Outside the corridor, Xia Qing and Yan Qi, who were noisy with a group of young people, looked at each other when they heard this, nodded their heads, and the affirmation in their eyes became even stronger.

"That's right."

Xia Qing said.

"I said to Brother Xia, your fairy's note records the recipe of "Mother Sun Ball"?" Yan Qi's eyes were strange.

"……No!"

Yan Qi had never read the books left by the fairy, and now his eyes showed ten thousand disbeliefs.

Xia Qing was both angry and helpless.

What is the truth and the world? No one is willing to believe it.

The next day, Xia Yu slept until almost noon before getting up and washing up.

The group left the hotel in a mighty manner and got on the bus. When they arrived at the foot of the "Jingkou Great Wall" mountain outside the suburbs of the imperial capital, the villages and towns that were deserted all year round were congested and the parking spaces were tight. The sound of whistles that echoed from time to time also indirectly reflected the drivers' anxiety.

"Ah?" Xia Yu looked out the window in the passenger seat, "Why are there so many people?"

Lei Aoxue in the back seat said: "The news has been leaked."

Xia Yu looked back at Maki Morita, Erina Nakiri, and Lei Aoxue again. Seeing that the three of them were all flickering, she couldn't help but pat her forehead, "I'll just say it, it turns out that you were the source of information."

The news spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and the imperial capital was sensation overnight.

"So, the dragon head Zhuji has prepared a truckload of rice, which is really foresight!" Xia Yu secretly wiped his sweat.

Each of the onlookers had half a bowl, was it almost enough?

At this time, Xia Yu was even more worried about the insufficient materials, which caused public resentment.

As for whether "Mother Sun Ball" can be cooked successfully and how much is the completion...

As a food expert who has watched "China One" and is familiar with the recipes of darkness and light, and has been working tirelessly to improve to the dragon's winning stage, it is no problem to conquer the recipes from the source of light.

As for the above, please ignore half of the remaining articles that worked hard to study, and also the private work that I couldn't sleep for a whole week after synthesizing the complete recipe at Shilin Temple.

At this time, Xia Yu was light and physically and mentally. "The "Mother Sun Ball" also contains a 'road to the sky'."

"At the best, sabi."

"If I see this 'Tao' in the recipe of Light Source..."

The "dragon must kill" in my mind!

Deduction, confirmation!

Xia Yu's eyes were terrifying.
Chapter completed!