MTL - Peerless White Emperor-Chapter 1262 Four seasons

Everyone looked at Jing Xuan's dish, which is exactly a pot of boiled water. The container is also made of white and transparent flavor crystal, but there is a lotus heart floating in the boiled water. It originally represents the pure lotus heart and constantly reveals the slight black color of the silk. Flow, soup is not a trace of heat, everyone is surprised that the taste is a cold, aroma, like the white snow under the spring, the frost on the plum, the kind of flower is indescribable, is a kind of flower, a variety of flowers, It is difficult to peep into the whole picture in the smell of cold.

Nothing to look forward to, I was looking forward to picking up a spoon on the side of the lotus heart. The soup was attached to the soup spoon. The slight cream was placed on the spoon made by Weijing. The spoon was spread into a frosty lotus flower. It is pleasing to the extreme, slowly put into the mouth, the first impression is ice, very cold ice, the entrance is stabbed, but this cold ice touch is not as uncomfortable as ordinary cold, but an inexplicable The irritating sensation is accompanied by the fragrant winter flowers, but in this way, the soup is too much. . . But just thinking about it, the temperature of the mouth will open the frost of the soup, and the winter flower will become spring water.

Nothing came to me, and the smell of spring buds and greens spread out, as if the cream on the tongue was melted and the green buds grew, and the light sweetness accompanied by the bitter taste. The bitterness of the stock is very similar to the aroma of the bud. The temperature of the soup begins to rise with the temperature of the mouth. The buds turn into leaves, the tongue is like a wilderness, the wild flowers are wild and fragrant, and the taste begins to mature in the mouth.

Finally, the compound fruit taste appears at this time. It tastes like a lot of fruits, but it doesn't blend into one another. It seems that a group of different fruits are walking on the tongue to hold hands to celebrate the harvest of summer and autumn, slightly sweet and sour. ! Very wonderful, after a coolness spread again, it began to snow, and these dying again, the coolness of the frost and snow accompanied by a little bit of sadness again, but this bitter but some inexplicable return to Gan, people feel The existence of this frost snow is for the hope of spring, the so-called Ruixue Zhaofeng years, wonderful! ! Wonderful! ! Four seasons reincarnation! ! Such a spoonful of soup makes people taste the changes of the years! People are constantly changing, I continue to enlighten, but those who exist in the real nature are still changing with their laws. They are like the lotus heart floating in the pot of soup. They are so affectionate, so small. . Seriously watching Jing Xuan "Thank you for the guidance of the little master, the poor will benefit a lot."

"Let the master laugh, I just got the guidance of another holy shrine, and I understand a lot of truths. Compared to him, I feel that my life is full of understanding, and it is wrong from the beginning." Jing Xuan also greets ten.

"What is the holy shrine?" Nothing to feel that Jing Xuan’s accomplishments in Zen are already on his own.

"You can't say that, the holy shrine, when he needs it, he will naturally point to you." Jing Xuan's words made him feel annoyed, and if he had such a holy command, he would just like it.

"I know what you think, and the Holy Ghost has said this. The road is to go by himself. He can't help me. The suppression of the commandments is the Buddha's right, but he said that I don't even know why I want to suppress the commandments. The Buddha of the cloud, not the Buddha of the self, is not the detached Buddha. It is just the water that flows with the waves. There is no self. Without the self, what is the real happiness?” Jing Xuan’s words made the three brothers silent for a long time. Finally, I went to Jing Xuan again to salute "Teached, Master Jing Xuan."

All three thought that the so-called holy shrine is just a name, the name of the sentient beings, and the words of the holy shrine are the words of Jing Xuan as a living being, watching Jing Xuan full of respect.

After Lin Liang tasted it, he sighed. "Quan Xuan really is one of my favorite chefs. His dishes have never let me down. This time, I was even more surprised to see this bowl of soup. It really makes the Four Seasons bead back, perfect. I am afraid that it is better to let more than the inner brother’s dream."

After the uncle tasted it, he rubbed his thumb against Jing Xuan. "Great."

Jing Xuan looked at the uncle, his face was slightly red. "Looking up, the master, compared to yours, I am still inferior, Xiao Yan still has self-knowledge."

Li Lao also praises "everything has its own merits, Jing Xuan, you don't have to look down on yourself so much, but. Compared with me. I will never lose."

Jing Xuan looked at the imposing manners as a person's Li Lao, and felt the pressure from the kitchen king, the overlord. . The five-knife tyrant, the money is a knife, the Baixiang Taoist really does not dare to win the man, but he does not care, come to the old king next to the "big brother, do you think I am doing, have you sent my mind to you? In my heart."

Pharaoh looked at the strange eyes of the people around him, and the sighs of his wife, no, no, me. . . Biting your teeth "Yes!!"

"That's good, you understand. This dish is also your encouragement to me in the back garden last night. I have the inspiration. Plus the accommodating nature is like you accommodate me and my feelings." Jing Xuan's words let The old man who just came out shouted why I didn't bring the kitchen knife and the pot out. . Take a deep breath and choose silence. Today is not suitable for hairpins.

Jing Xuan looked at Pharaoh and nodded. It turned out to be my close friend, the best friend, remembering the best expressions of the world’s friendship, reaching out and taking a look at Pharaoh’s ass, Pharaoh’s wife, Wang Xiaoli looked Pharaoh bowed his head slightly, and Wang Xiaoli said to her mother, "Mom, it’s hard to be a wife."

"I love him, I will accept everything from him. Jing Xuan is good. It is also very good for me. It is really a step. I can accept it. Daughter, you can see him as a multi-function plug, but it is still you." ."

"I know, Mom."

Pharaoh looked at Jing Xuan’s mouth. When I was squatting with him, I tore his mouth and silently returned to the kitchen. "I still have nothing to finish, or add a dish."

Li Lao, Li Lao, Ye Cang, Nei Shu, naked uncle are all whistling to send welcoming, let the pharaoh bite his teeth, these few bad things. . Li Xiangzhen hurriedly took the hand of Lao Wang. "Master Wang, you and Master Jing Xuan, nothing, don't think too much, Mei Jie doesn't mind, cheer, pursue his own heart."

"Come, you and I come to the kitchen, I can't tear their mouths, you can still." The old king took Li Xiangyu to the kitchen.

"..." Li Xiangxi wants to struggle and watched Lao Wang say "Congxiang!! I teach you a little life!!! Peggy (pig) how to make a good mouth! In the food stall, Pei Qi Chong Mouth is a hard dish and very popular."