As the outside world thinks, Zhao Fuyu is different in a certain mysterious artistic conception. After seeing the word "taste", he sees just a scene where ordinary people are practicing words.

Just as he was puzzled, the scene in front of him changed again.

The old -fashioned old man turned into a face with scars on his face, and his cute eyes revealed a little bad child.

Gradually began to show his life in front of Zhao Fuyu.

From the ignorance of the first time you encountered cooking, to gradually learned many cooking skills, completely recognized Liu Kuang Shen as his master, and then met his beloved girl Youhua.

Some of the scenes, some of them were known by Zhao Fu, and some he had never seen before.

Until the brilliant battle of Liu Kitchen God and others, the eighteen kitchen gods joined forces to cook the sacrifice of heaven and made unprecedented 'Tian Gong "!

From then on, the power of food cells has been sealed, and the entire world has moved to another dimension and direction. At that time, Shimura Shiro was just one of the characters who could watch.

As his cooking skills have improved later, the king and king are no longer his obstacles. He came to the threshold of the kitchen god, and he finally began to learn how to touch the class.

In other industries, looking for the touch and light of the realm of kitchen gods, he finally started a calligraphy.

After witnessing this along, Zhao Fuyu only felt that something seemed to be trembling slightly. It seemed to be the glory of gourmet cells, and it seemed that his cooking spirit would be excited.

They seem to find a catalyst, which can promote them again!

But what exactly is it?

Just as Zhao Fuyu was puzzled, at this time, everything in front of him returned to the small backdown room again, Shimura Shiro once again mentioned the word 'taste'.

But in Zhao Fudu's eyes, this flavor gradually deformation gradually became a simple character that can be written in two strokes!

That is at that moment ...

He was awake!

"I see!"

The deep glory in Zhao Fuyu's eyes opened, as if the initial power of the source bloomed, and then the thousands of red dust permeated, and the speed converged.

In this case, it also made the old villagers who have been paying attention to Zhao Fuyu, showing a surprise look.

It can only be said that it is indeed the existence of the kitchen god. They are always trying to figure out the words. If they want to solve the mystery, there are only few of them.

But Zhao Fuyu just saw it at first glance, and he had already gained the sum of them.

"The prototype of the taste is ..."

"The uniqueness of life experience!"

There was a word of true biography and a word, but many people present did not realize what the meaning of this sentence.

Instead, each one showed an excitement, and came to ask what Zhao Fudu saw.

However, some things Zhao Fudu saw that he saw it, but at this time he remembered the lake again. He could only answer it briefly that he saw Shimura Shiro writing, and saw the lifetime experience he had dispelled in the words.

But there will be any compliance. At this time, Zhao Fuyu is really difficult to summarize, but he has a clear understanding of what Shimura wants.

Or the world changes, or Shiwu Shiro did not leave the king of heaven that year, so that Shimura has no clue about how to step out of this.

In fact, it is not only the Shimura family. Even other families of the kitchen gods seem to have lost this part of the inheritance, or memory!

‘This is not surprising, I lost such a key thing.’

‘No wonder other forces are also trapped in the ranks of the king ceiling, and the existence of the kitchen gods is also trapped in this ranks.’

‘Especially the condensation of self -taste’ is related to subsequent cooking practice. Without this key element, even if there are articles of association, they cannot understand. ’

Although these families know that there are any key things that have been pulled away, they are also working on recovery, but after all, they have not obtained something.

Until Zhao Fuyu's birthday, they felt that such things with Zhao Fuyu could not stop him. Maybe they could use some of the ancestors to make Zhao Fuyu have more understanding, especially for guess on the king.

Then, then

As long as you can find a feasible path, for them, walking to the right avenue is just a matter of time.

In fact, Zhao Fuyu has not spread out for a long time.

It's just that those cooking people know the importance of this kind of thing, and they are not just showed to others.

Today, Zhao Fuyu has an opportunity to give more people.

Elastic

"I know what you want."

"I also ask all the people to say one or two words."

Zhao Fuyu signaled that the people of all the people came to the calligraphy of the 'taste' together with him, and even Shimura Yujiro did not refuse him to follow him quietly.

Instead, it is generous, which makes people feel a free color.

"Actually, maybe all the people are always confused for a while, and there are no predecessors who want to pass all the predecessors."

"Strictly speaking, I'm just a fooled."

He did not take all the credit on himself. Zhao Fudu knew his pounds. In fact, he actually had a global jump out of his eyes.

It does not mean that they are really better than these people in front of them.

If you really think so, that is the real self -deception.

"Perhaps the word" taste "is what Shimura wants to tell everyone."

"Taste is the core. Since everyone has their own life experience, why can't these experiences become their own unique 'blind'?"

"It's as if it is the core of everything. Regardless of any ingredients or dishes, you can make it more blind ... belong to the dishmaker?!"

Hearing Zhao Fuyu's words, many old villagers present at the scene were real eyes that seemed to be shaken slightly by the impact.

Immediately afterwards, they seemed to understand something. When they looked at the words left by Shimura Shiro, they were all different!

Seeing these people who saw these Shimura have realized it, Zhao Fuyu also closed his eyes and began to realize the feelings of his previous feelings, absorbing himself as his own, because the impulse was rare.

That is, in this word, he has such a special state.

Just by taking this opportunity, we condense the taste that belongs to him alone ... the prototype of that taste!

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Chapter completed!