Jiang Yu is very focused.

Stirring is a technical job. If something goes wrong in any place, it will have a huge impact on the whole pot of porridge.

Even if he recorded his current actions with a machine, it would not be possible to restore them.

Because every step of his step is deduced through the complex changes in the pot.

Even if another person is at the same place, at the same time, using the same ingredients and doing the same movements, he will only make a pot of layered, sweet and salty failed products.

The "Tongming" level of cooking gives him an intuition similar to the chaotic calculation method.

He can get results directly with his sixth sense without any process.

For a complex mathematical problem, others must write more than ten pages of paper by deducing and solving complicated formulas to get the answer.

And Jiang Yu, the moment he saw the question, the correct answer appeared before him.

The ingredients are like good babies who have been trained. As soon as they see Jiang Yu, they can't wait to set up their favorite poses.

Although it is not as good as Jiang Yu just needs to lie down and they will sit up and move on their own, it is not too far apart.

All he had to do was peel off the layer of gauze and enjoy it quietly.

"It's almost done."

Jiang Yu felt the changes in the pot and nodded with satisfaction.

He immediately prepared to turn off the heat and let the ingredients ferment for a while, so that the porridge can be finished perfectly.

But somehow, his sixth sense flashed.

“It seems like it can be done better.”

Jiang Yu was a little confused. What else could be improved?

He has achieved the ultimate in the heat, the characteristics of meat, and the seasoning of each place.

Just when he was confused, a warm current surrounded his lower abdomen, as if reminding him: "Hi, look at me!"

"This is?"

Jiang Yu closed his eyes and felt quietly. It was a warm and pure breath, like a mountain spring.

"This...it's not spiritual power, right..."

All he could think of was this.

Speaking of which, it has been half a day since Kikyo consecrated him.

It seems that I have realized it.

But...this little spiritual power is too little!

He could now feel the spiritual power of Kikyo and Tsubasa.

If Platycodon is compared to the sea, Chung is like the Yellow River, and even the maple has a stream.

And he probably just squeezed into the cup where he brushed his teeth, and he was gone after spitting out a few puffs.

This little spiritual power is not enough to plug the teeth, so what can it do?

But at this moment, his sixth sense flashed again.

The trace of spiritual power jumped around in his body and was even more happy.

"It's not really you, right?"

Jiang Yu's expression was a bit complicated. Did he use spiritual power for the first time to cook?

The promised long hair fluttered, and the white clothes were flying and the enemy was killed with one sword!

Is it impossible for me to have anything to do with the chef?

He really didn't want to give such a memorable first to the cuisine.

While Jiang Yu was hesitating, the heat of the porridge was getting more and more perfect, and it was almost time to turn off the heat.

The silk of spiritual power was like a signal light after Ultraman reached the time limit, flashing constantly.

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and added spiritual power to the pot.

"No matter what, I can't be the Wine Sword Immortal, it's good to be a pot immortal!"

He was also quite curious about what would happen if he added spiritual power to the porridge.

And in the pot, with the addition of spiritual power, an explosive change occurred.

A scent burst out instantly and spread throughout the kitchen.

Jiang Yu quickly turned off the fire, but he didn't expect that this spiritual power would have the effect of promoting the fusion of ingredients.

To reach this level, I had to cook it for a while.

But spiritual power is like a catalyst for chemical reactions, speeding up the occurrence of this process.

Not only that, the smell is thicker than Jiang Yu expected.

The meat and rice in the pot are no longer distinguished from each other and have become a whole.

The completion degree is higher than the best results that can be achieved in theory.

And when the smell floated into everyone's noses, a sensation suddenly started.

The biggest reaction was Nakiri Naki. The moment she smelled the fragrance, her eyes instantly became crazy.

She felt a gluttonous appetite.

She has never felt this way since she was born.

Even when she was a child, when the tongue of God was not mature, she never wanted to eat a dish like this.

Every cell in the body is eager for the nourishment of the porridge.

Especially at the position of the tongue, the god's tongue constantly captures the smell in the air.

Nakiri Naki opened her mouth wide, inhaled and sucked greedily.

She seemed to be crazy and walked towards Jiang Yu's cooking table step by step.

Seeing this, Jiang Yu smiled.

Serve her a big bowl.

"Please use it slowly."

Jiang Yu's voice was like the temptation of a devil, as if an angel was whispering in her ear.

Nakiri Naki could no longer suppress her desire, so she ran over and picked up the bowl like crazy.

She didn't even take the spoon, and just picked up the bowl and poured it into her mouth.

What kind of ladylike image and the majesty of the judges were all left behind by her, and only this bowl of porridge was left in her eyes.

"Tons Tons"

The smooth and sweet meat porridge entered her mouth, and the god's tongue kept sweeping in her mouth, feeling every drop of juice.

Nakiri Naki finally understood the real use of the tongue of God.

Although the tongue of god makes her more picky than ordinary people and difficult to accept flaws, it also allows her to experience more details and delicacies than ordinary people!

The more I tasted her, the more I felt the horror of Jiang Yu.

This bowl of porridge should never exist in the world!

Nakiri didn't dare to have any doubts about the young man in front of him anymore.

She couldn't even help but feel worshipping.

The message conveyed by the God's tongue made her feel that Jiang Yu was simply an ancient evil god covered in human skin!

She saw the sky net woven by Jiang Yu. Every step she took was calculated, and every idea was expected by Jiang Yu.

Nakiri Naki finished the bowl of porridge like a hungry tiger.

Then, Jiang Yu's temptation sound came from his ears: "Do you still want it? I still have it here!"

Jiang Yu slanted the pot, scooped a scoop with a spoon, and then poured it into it slowly.

The gentle smile on his face made Nakiri tremble all over.

She felt that this was the Bible's coming to the world.

"Lord! Forgive me!"

Nakiri Naki, who never believed in God, actually began to pray to God for the first time.

But she only hesitated for a moment and her faith collapsed.

"I want it even!"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yu had already put the bowl full of porridge in front of her.

Nakiri Naki took a new bowl of porridge, and this time her sanity recovered a little. She held the bowl without moving for a long time.

She was hesitating because she didn't know whether she could maintain her true intentions after drinking this bowl of porridge.

She was also very scared, she was afraid that after drinking this bowl of porridge, she would become Jiang Yu's prisoner.
Chapter completed!