Magic Chef Of Ice And Fire

MCIF Chapter 25

Chapter 25.1 – Art Shakes the Pure Wind House 

Yes, it really was the Nine Mysterious Green Dragons Concealed in Clouds of Ice. This was more famously known as the first of the seven great meals after Nian Bing became famous.

Looking at the Nine Mysterious Green Dragons Concealed in Clouds of Ice, covered in a layer of mist, everyone at the venue felt as though they were unable to close their mouths. After all, this couldn’t just be described as a dish; it was obviously a work of art! For this invaluable artwork, Nian Bing had spent in total, a quarter of an hour, to complete the carving of the dish. Upon seeing the ice mist curling around those nine vividly lifelike green dragons, no one could make a move.

Nian Bing’s gaze fell on Luo Rou. “Miss Wise Girl, now you should what it is I do. That’s right, my true profession is actually that of a chef. Miss Xue Jing, at first, I had to choose between entering either the Great City Pavilion or the Pure Wind House. This was in order to explore the art of cooking with another chef, without any hidden motive.

“I think we can move past our misunderstandings now. This one dish must have confirmed a great deal of things for you. Yet you are still probably suspicious of how I, a mage, learned about making dishes. I can clearly tell you that in my heart, being a chef is as noble a profession as being a mage. With my cooking skills, I can satisfy countless people’s desire to eat. Cooking is also an art form. For me, the pursuit of cooking is a long, long road.

“Okay, I have said what I wished. Everyone, please take your time to try this. If the ice mist disperses, the dish will lose its proper flavor. I have already explained my reasoning clearly. So long, everyone. Ling’er, you should stay. I will head back on my own.” Gathering his things into a cloth sack, he tucked it away against his chest. Nian Bing nodded slightly to the people around him and turned to leave. No one stopped him. Everyone’s focus was still trained on the dish in front of them, while Nian Bing’s voice reverberated in his or her mind.

The other chef, Ming Yuan, was the first to respond. From the side, he brought out chopsticks and gave them to Xue Ji, the three girls, and himself. He was the first to take action, picking up a slice of cucumber. When the chopsticks made contact with the cucumber, he could feel the separation between the cucumber slices. There was not a sense of connectedness to be found, though the green dragons had been connected very cleverly.

Once they saw Ming Yuan move, the others followed, placing a cucumber slice in their mouths. Upon entering the mouth, the cucumbers changed, transforming into a sweet liquid that slid into their stomachs. It was an indescribable feeling. It felt like, in an instant, the 36 million pores all over the body completely opened. An ice-cold breath merged with the heavens and earth. This fresh feeling made people as light as an immortal. Not only had the heated tension disappeared, even their moods recovered, awakening to a clear, sweet taste.

The three girls–Luo Rou, Long Ling, and Xue Jing–had eyes that twinkled splendidly. Girls were the most fond of this wonderful flavor. Chopsticks flew into the icy mist non-stop. In just a moment, the nine dragons had completely disappeared from the icy mist, already contained in the stomachs of the five people. Cool. Sweet. Fresh. Stimulating. It was wonderful to feel such a refreshing feeling from head to toe. What was even more ingenious was that this dish, with such plain ingredients, fit right with the Pure Wind House’s theme—simplicity and elegance.

Ming Yuan laid down his chopsticks. Shutting his eyes, he mumbled, “The cucumber’s sweet fragrance was completely released by that frigid chill. The addition of the sugar cane’s sweetness made the freshness more penetrating. Altogether, it was a miraculous dish.”

Xue Ji looked at Ming Yuan and said. “Little Ming, if you were to make this dish, would it turn out as good as this?”

Ming Yuan opened his eyes to look at Xue Ji. He shook his head, saying, “That’s impossible. The pivotal points of this dish lie in two areas. One area was knife skills, and the other was magic. That magic had scattered ice in just the right amounts to arouse the sweet fragrance of the cucumber. I definitely cannot do that. If I used the ice being brought into town the day after tomorrow, the flavor would be far different. What’s more, who could make that formation of sugar cane ice powder? Only his master could have thought of using magic in the kitchen.