Xu Yixun was still nervous.
However, he was relieved to receive the confirmation from the Master Chef.
He was also slightly relieved, as expected of my Xu Family’s Master Medicinal Chef.
On the other hand, after Nie Qingfeng and the others had finished cleaning their mouths.
Lin Mo’s cooking creations were also brought up.
Nie Qingfeng first huffed his nose.
The fragrance of orchids from before had disappeared, and even the basic fragrance of rice was inaudible.
Noticing this abnormality.
Nie Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction.
After the level of medicinal cuisine boiling reached a certain point.
The difference between a Silver and Gold Pill Master.
The difference between a Silver and a Gold Master is in the degree of control over the loss of the essence of the medicinal food.
So it was not the more fragrant the better.
“Clear the spirit and remove the turbidity of the congee, all old gentlemen, please!”
Said Lin Mo, and lifted the lid.
Until then, the rich fragrance of orchids mixed with rice instantly spread out.
This single-handed operation immediately drew sideways glances from the judges.
“Not bad for a new generation of medical saints.
This is a clever way to seal the jar and lock the fragrance.”
“If you dive into training for a period of time, I’m afraid that you’re not far from being a Golden Grade Medicine Master.”
“Lin Mo, considering a new daughter-in-law?”
Hearing Xiangyang Pill Master’s question.
Nie Qingfeng’s movement of serving the porridge couldn’t help but tremble.
These old men were lazy and free in their habits, but they had a spontaneous personality and no proper behavior.
“Ahem!”
Accompanied by Nie Qingfeng’s reminder.
Only then did the old man from Xiangyang withdraw his waiting gaze.
“Let’s talk in private later.”
After quietly saying a word, only then did he start tasting Lin Mo’s medicinal congee in a serious manner.
After the rice porridge entered his mouth.
The rich fragrance of rice as well as orchids instantly filled the nostrils.
Along with the rice porridge, a warm stream instantly filled his body.
Exhaling a sigh of relief, Xiangyang felt his body’s tiredness dissipate.
On Lin Mo’s side, he noticed the surprised glances of these master medicine cooks.
He smiled faintly.
“Fellow old-timers, it has been a long journey.
A portion of rice porridge, half a token of appreciation.”
Nie Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction after putting down his empty bowl.
“Not bad, have a heart!
The colour and aroma are perfect, and the medicine is mild without losing its effectiveness.”
This clearing and de-clouding congee was for the few of them who had travelled to the capital from their original place.
It was indeed the most suitable medicinal meal to remove fatigue.
A few other medicinal food masters also joined in the praise.
“The Little Doctor Saint is good at his craft, I haven’t had such a delicious rice porridge in years.”
“Give me another serving.”
“I originally thought I’d come to the capital for a break, but I didn’t expect such a big surprise, I’ll add one too.”
The ceramic tile jar was only so big.
Two small bowls for each of the twelve people was basically all they had to share.
And several of the master medicine cooks were still smashing their mouths in disbelief.
This performance already proved a lot.
As for Nie Qingfeng, he looked up and saw the eager eyes of the crowd.
He also stood up.
“This time, Lin Mo wins the competition.”
The words were dry and concise.
As his words fell.
Xu Yixun’s eyes lit up as anger flared up in his heart.
This group of old, immortal people must be hailing Lin Mo’s stinky feet.
They were talking about the Twelve Golden Pill Meal Masters of China, but they simply had a vain name.
Just because Lin Mo was a medical saint, he was licking his chops.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Xu Yixun actually blurted out.
“I’m not convinced!”
With a loud roar.
The entire room’s attention was drawn to him.
Nie Qingfeng directly frowned.
“What are you not convinced about? Say it all you can.”
This was the first time he had encountered someone questioning it in all these decades.
Rather, it was a long time to live.
After Xu Yixun calmed down.
He had also realised his impulsiveness.
It was just that what was said was water that was spilled.
So he could only stiffen his head and apologise to.
“Sorry, senior, junior is abrupt.”
The top titan of medicinal cuisine, he couldn’t afford to offend either.
Only his apology was only met with a cold snort from the Pill Dish Masters.
And at this moment, Lin Mo’s gaze similarly looked towards Xu Yixun.