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Chapter 12 [The best beef noodles in the world]!(1/2)

Author: round head and round belly

Li Yi stepped forward to the wooden monument and raised his hand to touch the body of the monument.

Its tentacles are smooth and cold to the touch. It feels more like metal to the touch, and its hardness is also like metal, extremely hard.

The last time he came in, Li Yi tried to pick it with his nails and bit it with his teeth, but he couldn't leave any marks on it.

But it has a wooden pattern, and you can see the broken cross section of the wooden texture above.

The last time Li Yi came in and touched it, it felt like this.

But Li Yi remembered clearly that the last time he came in, there were no words on it except for the patterns on the edges.

But at this time, there was a line of detailed text on the tablet.

That is a brief biography of a character.

Li Kaile (from the seventh day of June in the 21st year of Qianlong to the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the twelfth year of Jiaqing)

Male, a native of Suzhou, Jiangsu Province, with little education, he learned cooking at the age of twelve, went to Suzhou to weave and cook, and studied with Song Yushan, the king of speculation. In the 49th year of Qianlong's reign, he was recommended by Zhang Dongguan, and went to Beijing to help cooks with Shen Erguan and Zhu Erguan.

Later, he served as the imperial cook of Emperor Jiaqing and was awarded the title of King of Gold Chao. He died a good death.

Looking at this line of text, Li Yi was thoughtful.

Isn't this what he experienced in the dream space?

This space is just the first floor, like an entrance.

The real dream space is hidden in the wooden monument, and you need to smear blood on the wooden monument to enter.

The last time he went in suddenly was because he broke his gum when he tried to bite.

In that dream, he lived as Li Kaile for seven years and learned [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice].

But he only stayed there for seven years. Why does it record Li Kaile’s life?

Could it be that this wooden tablet was just a medium, and he only experienced seven years of the life of a man named Li Kaile?

Li Yi couldn't be sure.

He tried to raise his hand to touch the line of text, but only heard a snap, and his fingertips seemed to have been burned, and there was a slight burning pain.

Then, his feet suddenly started to rumble and shake like an earthquake.

Li Yi was startled and hurriedly took two steps back, but almost tripped over a metal plate that suddenly appeared.

He turned around to look, only to find a metal plate about fifty centimeters high standing behind him.

I don’t know what material the metal plate is made of, but it looks golden overall.

It has no wooden texture or cross-section, and is very pure throughout.

But for some reason, its roots and the woody ground grew together.

Two completely different materials, but blended into each other.

Linear patterns of varying lengths are engraved around the metal plate, and lines of text are also engraved in the blank space in the center.

Looking at the words on the metal plate, Li Yi looked a little strange.

Because it has his personal information written on it.

Li Yi (born July 5, 2000——)

Male, Han nationality, from Yangcheng, Guangdong Province, with a bachelor's degree, graduated from Guangdong Ocean University, majoring in food science and engineering.

Personal occupation: [Chef]

Personal specialty: [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice]

what's the situation?

Li Yi was confused.

How could his message be engraved on such a metal plate?

Date of birth, identity information, plus a metal square plate, why does it look so like... a tombstone?

Li Yi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Forget it, let's just call it a metal plate.

Does this metal plate have anything to do with that wooden monument?

He turned back to look at the wooden monument, only to find that there were some changes in the space behind the wooden monument.

There was originally a wall of mist composed of colored mist, which was extremely dense.

But now the fog there has become much thinner.

He could see inside through the fog, and there seemed to be a rectangular object there, which looked a bit like the wooden monument.

Could it be the reflection of this wooden monument?

He tried changing his position, observing from the left and right angles, and finally determined that it was not the reflection of the wooden monument, because the object looked larger than the wooden monument, but the shape was very similar, almost

Exactly the same.

But through the fog, he still couldn't see clearly what the object looked like.

He stepped forward to the wall of mist, raised his hand and pushed forward.

Soon, his palm touched the mist.

The mist has no substance, but it has a strange force field that blocks the progress of Li Yi's palm.

The last time he came in, Li Yi tried to explore this mist.

But with all his strength, he could only press his palm into the fog wall less than a millimeter deep.

However, this time, his entire palm was pressed into the mist, almost a centimeter deep.

Much softer than last time.

Is it because of the appearance of this metal plate?

Or is it because of the information on the metal plate?

Or maybe his strength has increased a little?

Li Yi retracted his hand, and the muscles in his forearm became clearer due to the force just now.

When he first entered the dream space, he couldn't even hold the pot steady.

The master asked him to start practicing with an empty pot, and then add sand little by little until the pot was full of sand, and he could shake it easily. Only when there was no sand under his feet after the shaking was he passed the test.

He has been practicing for three years just to bump the sand.

However, his efforts were not in vain. After leaving the dream, he found that his wrist strength had also increased significantly, as if he had brought the training results in the dream into reality.

Otherwise, with his physical condition, which he had just graduated from college and could not shoulder or lift, how could he possibly recreate the fried rice skills required for the "Supreme Emperor's Fried Rice"?

He clenched his fist and looked at the wooden monument again.

The last time he came in, he learned the [Supreme Emperor Fried Rice], obtained the raw materials needed for three portions of fried rice, a set of imperial longevity bowls, and his wrist strength was also significantly improved.

These are all the benefits that the dream space has brought to him.

Coming in this time, he naturally didn't want to leave empty-handed.

He still couldn't figure out what the metal plate and the object behind the mist were.

It’s better to get as many benefits as possible first, and we’ll talk about the rest later.

Thinking of this, he returned to the wooden monument.

Raising his left hand, he took off the ring on his little finger, and with a slight twist, a thin pointed needle protruded from the center of the ring.

He gently pricked the belly of the ring finger of his right hand with the tip of a needle, and a dark red drop of blood came out.

He smeared the blood beads on the wooden tablet and waited quietly.

Last time he entered the dream space without knowing it. This time he wanted to see how he got in.

Soon, the blood stains were swallowed up by a sponge and submerged into the wooden monument.

At the same time, Li Yi's eyes were dazzled. The next moment, he was standing in a huge kitchen.

The wooden ceiling has been darkened by oil smoke, and the heat below is steaming, filled with the smell of pasta and steamed vegetables.

The flames were rolling in the mist, and the stoves were lined up one after another. In front of each stove stood a chef wearing a sleeveless white coat and vest, cooking and shouting.

Behind the chef were several assistant cooks, and a group of apprentices were busy chopping and garnishing the dishes.

Looking at this scene, Li Yi was secretly excited.

He's back again!

"Piece the grass fruit, remove the seeds and leave the shell. Give it to me when you're done."

A voice came from behind him.

Then, Li Yi felt like he was being slapped on the back of his head: "Did you hear that? Niu Er Niu Er, you are really as stupid as an ox."
To be continued...
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