"Ah, the stairs of the Great Wall are shining! What a strong golden color!"

"Boom..."

"Rice balls, like snowballs, rolled down from the height of the Great Wall track... Wait! I suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity!"

"Aoah,aoah,aoah,aoah!"

"Chef Xia never disappoints people! We're right!"

On the Great Wall, the crowd was boiling. Someone had already set up a mobile phone or professional shooting equipment and aimed at another section of the city wall where the rice ball snowball rolled down. In the shooting scene, every once in a while, a golden "snowball" fell rapidly towards the foot of the mountain.

For a moment, the atmosphere reached its peak.

Starting position.

Xia Yu was still carrying wooden barrels, laying rice and dry goods on white oil cloth, just like a magician in a fantasy drama troupe, using ordinary materials to create a food miracle that made countless people excited.

Yes, it is no exaggeration to describe it as a "miracle".

The terrain of this section of the wild Great Wall is already steep and steep. Golden snowballs are constantly coming from the height of the mountain, one after another, shining with dazzling light, rolling straight towards the bottom of the mountain along the established track...

Even the "track" is dyed with gold and becomes a golden holy path full of sacredness!

Can't this be called a miracle?

Qi Qingyan reluctantly put away the dull expression on her face that seemed to be ruined. The beautiful female host woke up and immediately locked Xia Yu with her wonderful eyes and asked tremblingly: "Why can fried rice roll bigger and bigger like a snowball? This is very unscientific!"

Unscientific!

The sound spread among the mountains, and the noise of the crowd became weak. After a few seconds, the Great Wall simply turned into a quiet no-man's land.

yes.

How can fried dried and soft rice be as stunningly cohesive as ice and snow?

The audience had a consensus question.

Even Wu Yingying, who was at the city of Dark World, couldn't close her mouth and said softly: "Yes, yes, if it was ordinary fried rice, it would definitely not be a snowball. I can guarantee that he had tampered with the rice!"

Wu Tong listened to his granddaughter's conversation, and his unconscious and stiff face eased slightly, revealing a hint of amusement. My good granddaughter is not just "rice". Look, this Great Wall, this iron plate, and the oil cloth on the iron plate... These are all essential magic props for the "food miracle"!

"Isn't it scientific? Well, I will explain it carefully to you using scientific principles."

Xia Yu clapped his hands and put down the last empty wooden barrel.

When he turned around, he buckled a few remaining fried rice grains in the empty wooden barrel and placed them in the palm of his hand. Then the live broadcast shooting team next to the opposite side was noisy. There was no need for a director to direct this. The cameraman immediately followed the photo and gave him a close-up of his hand.

Xia Yu used his other hands, gently twisted one of the particles with his index finger and thumb.

It was obvious that he didn't use much force at all, and Mi Li attached to the belly of his index finger. Xia Yu's face was filled with a refreshing smile that made people feel disgusting. He shook his hand, which was quite large, but Mi Li was still sticking to his hands.

Qi Qingyan shouted in surprise: "Ah, does the rice still maintain amazing stickiness? It feels sticky!"

Among the seven big shots, Li Wannian, the most qualified to be called the "Master of Fire", was also interrupted by the old monster of Li: "So that's it. I was surprised before that he specially controlled the heat and used freshly cooked rice to make fried rice."

Xia Yu smiled slightly, "That's right!"

"I fry the rice until 70% mature, and use the wet rice freshly cooked on site to maximize the moisture of the rice grains and make the rice grains have a certain amount of viscosity!"

The audience, the dragon head Zhu Ji and others nodded. The "fried ball" was answered.

At this time, when Qi Qingyan grabbed the last 'fried ball' and rolled down to the foot of the Great Wall, the brilliant golden glow flashed and her mouth asked uncontrollably: "... Then, what are the situations of the 'golden path' and 'golden snowball'?"

Due to the limitations of the position and eye vision, Qi Qingyan knows limited information.

In short, from the perspective of the female host, looking at her own position, the twisted Great Wall below and the "snowball" wrapped in golden clothes are full of visual shock and impact. The image effect formed by the formation seems to be the only one who has seen in her life.

Dong! Dong!

The little heart, which was still beating strongly, was telling Qi Qingyan that she would never forget the outdoor cooking magic show she saw today on the Great Wall.

"Haha, it's actually a very ordinary trick."

While answering the female host, Xia Yu said to the pager: "Maki, Erina, you each bring a fried rice to the mountain."

A trick to fool?

The audience was silent.

"Um?!"

Many people with meticulous thinking have discovered signs. There were three people in Xia Yu’s kitchen before. Xia Yu himself spread rice on the mountain, and where are his two pretty little chefs?

I also moved the wooden barrel and went down the mountain!

"Are they..." Qi Qingyan said immediately and immediately fell silent, her eyes frequently glanced at the camera crew behind her. She was hosting here, and her vision was limited. Even though she sat in front of the TV, due to the continuous switching of the pictures, Maki Morita and Erina Nakiri's wooden barrel seemed to have been forgotten when they went down the mountain. Even the camera crew was a little confused.

Soon, Maki Morita and Erina Nakiri returned from the foot of the mountain.

"ah--"

On the tray where the two women held, the golden balls reflected the sunset of the western mountains, and the light shone brightly.

I don’t know how many viewers who watched the live broadcast were scolding “Cambling Eat X” and “Blind Titanium Alloy Dog Eyes”. In the living room of the Aegean mansion, Gaius raised his hand to cover his eyes, and couldn’t help but whisper, with a strange expression, “So dazzling!”

"And, this light is completely different from the previous 'Golden Way' and 'Golden Snowball'. What's going on with this feeling of panic... Is the 'momentum' of the cooking force coming through the screen?"

Gaius's mouth barely curled with a hint of ferociousness.

"Stop dreaming!"

"This momentum is not enough to make me bow my head!"

In the TV screen, two "golden snowballs" were placed on a large table with a red cloth. Of course, there were also trays, which were extremely exquisite, with patterns on the edges.

The beautiful female host's voice came out: "Hey, when did the egg coat on the outside be wrapped? Ah, wait, I seem to understand! I understand everything!"

Encouraged by Natsuki's eyes, Erina Nakiri stood forward, so cute and charming in the camera.

"Actually it's 'egg and fried rice'!"

"As you see, my partner and I were ordered by the chef to cushion long strips of egg skin on the slope of the Great Wall below. These egg skins were specially processed in advance."

When I heard this, the audience's first feeling was-

Precise arrangement!

The first slope is on the black iron plate with oil cloth.

The slope below is on the black iron plate and is covered with egg coats. No wonder it has a strong golden visual effect.

After the answer to the mystery was revealed, some people couldn't help but look disappointed. What's the scene, but to be honest, it's just beautifying the "process". In essence, it's just wrapping fried rice in egg skin, which seems really ordinary.

"ha--"

Gaius sneered, "It turns out it's egg skin."

"In order to create a gimmick and why the show effect, the fried rice has changed its shape, and it is still fried rice, which is essentially no difference. It's so disappointing-"

Grasping the TV remote control with his hand, moving his finger to the power button. Gaius felt that there was no need to watch it. He kept sneering in his heart. With such empty dishes, he also wanted to challenge his "infinite freshness"?

At this time, Xia Yu's calm voice came from the TV:

"Before the tasting session, what I want to say is that this dish, this dish can only be made here, in the Great Wall."

Xia Yu held a sharp blade that looked like a fruit knife, stood in front of the big table, stomping on the ground.

This is the floor tiles of the Great Wall.

After saying that, he ignored the microphone handed by Qi Qingyan. The knife in Xia Yu's hand slashed like a cut watermelon, and the "fried ball" wrapped in egg coat suddenly turned into an equal sheet.

Tear.

A layer of invisible film was also broken. At this moment, the microphone was handed out, his eyes were fixed on Xia Yu, and the expressions of nervousness, curiosity, fascination and other small expressions written on his face disappeared.

The sun is soft and full of beautiful faces.

Qi Qingyan's hand holding the microphone kept trembling, "Why, why, I seem to smell the sun... smell!"

But the moment the "golden rice ball" disintegrated, Zhu Ji, Yan Qi, Xia Qing and seven others who surrounded the big table saw more.

It's faintly...

A section of the Great Wall collapsed, ruins and dust were flying?

"The taste is 'sunshine'."

"The meaning" comes from the Great Wall."

Zhu Ji's pupils shrank, and he said this judgingly, then grabbed one of the "rice" and bit it with the most relaxed and unrestrained way of eating.

"It's true that it's the taste and taste in the record!" Zhu Ji chewed hard, and his cheeks were obviously moving. "This is not fried rice, but 'egg rice'. The fried rice in the egg coat completely emphasized the egg fragrance. In each bite of rice, there were fine onions, and finely chopped abalone, sea cucumber, dried scallops, shrimps, mushrooms..."

The cicadas in midsummer emerged for no reason in their eyes.

The cicadas tweeted on the hot afternoon.

On the earth, the bricks and stones in the city walls absorbed the sun and became hot. The dried goods placed in the yard and roof of the houses also became real "golden ingredients" because they absorbed all the "sunlight".

They stand on the opposite side of darkness!

But what really touched the dragon head ridge is the "will" attached to a bite of fried rice!

"Hey, hey, hey-"
To be continued...