The gluten is soft and chewy on the outside, but once you bite it, the extremely hot and fragrant soup hidden in the pores held open by countless ice crystals will instantly explode in your mouth!
The rich, fatty aroma of bone marrow, the spicy and numbing aroma of red oil, and the mysterious, complex aroma of spices.
The unique wheat aroma of gluten mixed with the airy elastic structure formed by rapid freezing creates an unprecedented taste and texture storm that will make your scalp tingle!
Anna's fair cheeks instantly flushed, sweat oozed from her forehead, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction:
"This gluten... is amazing! It's like it's absorbed the entire soul of the soup base! It's hot... but... I can't stop eating it!"
She picked up another piece.
This time, Xiao Mu directly transformed into the form of an extreme angel, with three pairs of wings spread out, and several tentacles rolled up the ingredients and put them into the pot.
After it is cooked, it is placed on the ice plate in front of it. Now the ice plate in front of it is filled with a small mountain of cooked marbled beef and frosted gluten.
It simulated the sound of "hulu huulu" of feasting, its body and mind trembling with joy, and the patterns on the surface of its wings seemed to be glowing.
Mark looked around the room proudly, and finally his eyes fell on Monica:
"Miss, don't just sit there! Taste the essence of my 'Battlefield Crucible'! Especially try the frost-marked gluten! I guarantee it will make your soul leave your body!"
Everyone's eyes instantly focused on the main seat.
Monica Bellucci took a deep look at the plate of frosted gluten floating in the red soup, absorbing the essence of the soup and becoming plump and attractive.
It’s not that she doesn’t like Mark’s cooking.
But as a member of the family, she had to maintain her image as the head of the Bellucci family and not let her image as the last noble of the main line collapse in the eyes of other family members.
She knew that most of the people in the family, except for Ying Yi, were superior people who regarded the Bellucci family as different from ordinary people.
She wanted her orders of recent days to be carried out smoothly. In addition to Yingyi's secret support, the more important thing was to make these people agree with it from the bottom of their hearts.
At least on the surface, she has to act like the patriarch in these people's minds.
There was silence for a few seconds, and the air seemed to freeze.
In the desperate look of the butler old John who was almost suffocating and fainting, in Enzo's smirk, Anna's expectant gaze, Mark's confident raised eyebrows and Xiao Mu's purring.
Monica slowly raised her hand and passed over the exquisite silver chopsticks placed next to her.
She directly picked up a long-handled soup spoon and a small bowl. Her movements still carried the elegance of the head of the Bellucci family, but there was also an unquestionable decisiveness in them.
She scooped up a spoonful of soup base that was boiling with red oil and exuding a deadly aroma, and carefully picked up a few strands of magic frost crystal gluten that had absorbed the bright red soup and looked extremely hot, and put them into the bowl.
She lowered her head and looked at the gluten in the bowl that was soaked in the essence of bone marrow red oil.
Under the icy expression, he seemed to be making a final weighing.
Finally, she used a spoon to bring a piece of gluten to her lips, blew on it gently, and then bit it carefully.
"Um--!"
A slight nasal sound filled with surprise escaped from Monica's tightly closed lips!
The moment the frost crystal gluten, which was soaked in boiling red oil and contained the essence of the overbearing bone marrow, entered my mouth and the soft and elastic surface was easily bitten by my teeth—
"boom!"
It was as if a miniature bomb containing all the essence of the "Battlefield Crucible" had exploded in the mouth!
In the countless tiny pores opened up by the ice crystals, there is a boiling, thick soup filled with the fragrance of bone marrow fat and a frenzy of magical spices. It bursts and splashes in an instant under the pressure of the teeth!
The extreme hotness mixed with the rich aroma of oil that penetrates deep into the bone marrow violently assaults the taste buds!
What followed was a spicy storm that came like a battering ram!
The sharp spiciness of galangal, the domineering flavor of angelica dahurica, the penetrating fragrance of amomum villosum, the ice-fire blend of white cardamom, the warm and sweet aftertaste of nutmeg... more than ten kinds of precious magical spices complete a violent concerto under the catalysis of fire and oil!
The smell is so strong, so direct, so full of primitive vitality and destructive power!
It didn't give Monica any time to react at all. Like a torrent of boiling magma, it instantly broke through the dam of her senses that had been frozen for many years, and poured violently into the depths of her long-numb soul!
“Hmm!”
An uncontrollable hum with a violent tremor escaped from her tightly pursed lips.
The icy and perfect aristocratic demeanor collapsed in an instant.
A drunken blush, which had never appeared on her face since she returned to the Bellucci family, spread rapidly from her delicate collarbone to her ears, instantly burning her pale cheeks.
The temples, the tip of the nose and even the slender neck were all covered with fine beads of sweat due to the intense stimulation, gleaming faintly under the magical lights of the restaurant.
The knuckles of his fingers gripping the soup spoon turned white and trembled slightly.
She seemed to be hit hard by an invisible force. For a moment, her body even leaned back slightly, and she only managed to stay in control thanks to the back of the chair.
At this moment, she only felt that the scenes she saw in front of her were all scenes of her encountering dangers on the journey after she met Mark, and fighting against various monsters and forces.
The things I have experienced are as rich and elastic as the gluten in my mouth. Although it may not be as precious as caviar, it is full of passion and enthusiasm, so addictive!
This was not the taste of any aristocratic table she remembered.
There are no complicated seasoning techniques, no exquisite plating, and no so-called "balance" or "elegance".
What we do have is just the most primitive, violent, and soul-stirring sensory impact!
It is flame, it is power, it is boiling vitality, it is the cry of freedom to break free from all constraints!
She took a sharp breath, as if struck by an invisible force, and the knuckles of her fingers holding the spoon turned slightly white.
But she didn't put down the spoon. Instead, she immediately picked up the iced juice next to her and took a big gulp.
The coolness temporarily suppressed the burning sensation in my mouth.
"...How?" Mark grinned, his eyes flashing with anticipation, staring closely at her drastically changing expression.
Mark respected the choice of every teammate, just like when he was in the Arctic ice field, he tried hard to get Enzo to return to the clan.
But he could see that Monica didn't actually like staying in the Bellucci family.
The mechanized lifestyle turned Monica into a puppet.
Enzo stopped chewing, his mouth full of food, and stared at the host with wide eyes.
Anna covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes full of an expression that said "I knew this would happen."
Xiao Mu made a "huhuhu" resonant sound and flapped his wings happily.
As for Old John and the waiters in the far corner, their hearts were almost beating out of their throats.
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