Who gave this heretical practitioner permission to cook?

Chapter 257 Trapped by a cooking machine of talent, everyone else is far inferior to him (Second update)

The "two-color yellow croaker jelly" scooped up with a porcelain spoon had just entered Bai Susu's mouth.
The warm breath from his mouth had already enveloped that glistening moisture.

Without needing to use your lips or teeth, the coolness mixed with freshness spreads from the tip of your tongue throughout your mouth.

The first part to unfurl is the top layer of golden jelly.

Accompanied by a soft "pop" sound, barely audible until close to the lips.

It sounds like cracking, but it's actually a soft, gentle sound as the gelatinous substance melts gently when heated.
A cool sensation spread along the tongue, instantly enveloping the taste buds in a thin veil of icy mist with a hint of the sea.
Contrary to Bai Susu's initial expectation of blandness, the translucent, jelly-like top layer was just as flavorful.

It has the purest freshness of yellow croaker after simmering, without any fishy smell, and its mellow texture goes straight to your throat.

After the ripples subsided, a faint sweet aftertaste lingered in my mouth.

Before the sweet taste could settle in my throat, my teeth had already touched the lower layer of amber jelly.

In an instant, a thicker layer of gelatinous substance first coats the tip of your teeth, and when you bite into it, it's bouncy at first and then chewy.

With a little force, the gelatinous substance transforms into a smooth sauce, flowing through the gaps in your teeth and into your mouth.

The freshness of fish oil mixed with the richness of pork skin jelly, carrying a warm aroma, dances on the tip of the tongue.

Just as you're enveloped by its rich, heavy flavor, the salty and savory taste of the soy sauce slowly seeps out.
The end is tinged with a hint of vinegar, which makes the umami flavor on top even brighter.

Just as she was pondering how the combination of aspic and fish jelly achieved such a balanced flavor,
Their lips and teeth finally came into contact with the very essence of this dish.
The core of the yellow croaker meat is shaped like garlic cloves.

Unlike the previous layers of deliciousness!
The fish, carrying a hint of ocean flavor and with its purest freshness, touched Bai Susu's soul at that moment.

Bai Susu's body trembled; all her senses were submerged in the depths of the fresh taste, even her vision seemed to dim and sink.
The next second, she was instantly pulled into an abyss of darkness.
Like tiny specks of dust floating in the air.

Bai Susu, in the darkness, began to sway wildly with the gentle waves around her.

This feeling of freedom is like that of a fish swimming freely in the deep sea, weaving its own emotions in the calm and peaceful ocean.

After floating for an unknown amount of time, Bai Susu felt her body rising up involuntarily.

Passing through the dark seabed, through the cool light, her vision grew brighter and brighter until the fish meat completely melted in her mouth. At that moment, she finally broke free from the ocean's shackles and arrived at the long-awaited surface.

The golden morning light, like a solidified barrier, carried the gentle breeze from the sea and completely filled Bai Susu's eyes.

Like temporary blindness, the stars and specks in front of my eyes reveal chaotic colors. My vision is temporarily blocked, and my hearing and taste are adaptively heightened at this moment.

Although she couldn't see it clearly, Bai Susu could tell that the black pearls were like "crystallized stardust" bursting between her teeth.

The savory juice transforms into a waterfall of silver, cascading from the tip of the tongue straight into the depths of the soul.

The quality of the caviar is irrelevant at this point; its significance lies in elevating the fish jelly to a higher level.

Just as she was experiencing the vast and magnificent sea using only her senses of hearing, smell, and taste, a purple butterfly suddenly floated down from the sky.

As the figure drew closer, Bai Susu noticed that it gradually transformed into a purple bridge of light.

The purple light bridge lifted Bai Susu up, then rose straight up like an escalator. The closer she got to the sky, the more obvious the changes in her senses became.

The clouds and mist are fresh, the wind is fragrant, and even the air is gently shimmering with a tender halo of light.
The golden sunlight in the distance seemed almost within reach, enticing Bai Susu to reach out her hand.

Just as she was enveloped in this warmth, everything suddenly came to an abrupt end.
Like a broken string, it stopped before the last note fell, leaving Bai Susu feeling lost and dejected.

"Huhu."

Her pupils focused again, and Bai Susu looked at the empty bowl in front of her, a faint blush spreading across her face.

Her soul thoroughly enjoyed this inner and outer touch.
Perhaps it's her own unique ability that allows her to better appreciate the rich layers and expressive feelings conveyed in a dish than others.

But this also led her to have extremely strict requirements for the perfection of the dishes.

After all, being able to perceive the true meaning behind a dish is not always a good thing.

Just like when Gu Xiaorui ate Xia Ming's cooking, although she couldn't read Bai Susu's feelings, she could still describe it as "delicious" and "happy".

Gu Xiaorui, whose upper limit is relatively low, was filled with food that far exceeded her usual eating capacity, and she was happy from the inside out.

However, Bai Susu is naturally able to perceive the emotions in food, which makes the flaws in the food magnified when she tries to understand the overall flavor.

One second you might be experiencing a luxurious air trip, and the next you might be inexplicably transported to a planet made up of strange creatures, where you'll be subjected to gustatory torture.

This is due to her innate constitution, and even seeing a general doctor doesn't offer any good solutions. She can only seek help from a psychologist for adjustment.

But the psychologist could only help her to lessen the feeling, that is, reduce the pain of eating bad food, but could not solve her deepest desires.

So, for her own sake, Bai Susu relied on this "intuitive talent" and picked up a kitchen knife.

Since everyone else's cooking has flaws, let her be the flawless "healer" herself.

But as the saying goes...
A doctor cannot heal himself.

Bai Susu's sensory talents are different from the God Tongue in some comics.

She works by experiencing the layers of flavor in a dish, ultimately forming a corresponding image in her mind. This logic isn't as concrete as Qu Yuyu's "temperature sensing," Sui Wubai's "super taste," or Xia Ming's "super smell."
At first, she could only feel like a blind man touching an elephant, searching for possibilities that suited her senses from recipes and dishes.

Simply put, her talent is like someone who has a perfect aesthetic sense of color but no painting skills.

You can identify what is the best, but you can't extrapolate from that to other people's dishes.

Therefore, she did not have exceptional culinary talent from the beginning, and she suffered a lot on her path to becoming a chef.

Gradually, she discovered a clever way to do it.
Because she can use her senses to judge "top-notch cuisine," she can do so once she has confirmed that it is "top-notch cuisine."
She can memorize the recipes word for word by consulting or purchasing them, down to the second and every temperature adjustment.

To put it more nicely, this is called "standardization of cooking".
To put it bluntly, Bai Susu turned herself into a "cooking machine".

She wanted to use her talent of being able to access her ultimate senses to continuously produce dishes that satisfied her own emotions.

At first, she was undoubtedly successful.
After all, she often chooses the right path, and the dishes she makes are impeccable in terms of both layers and taste.

Although it lacks emotion, it absolutely meets the most basic definition of "delicious".

But what makes a machine a machine is that it only follows the strictest data and abandons the most crucial thing about being a chef.

[Diner Experience]

So her cooking satisfies most people, leaving them with no complaints, but it's always cold.

Her cooking is so precise that it carries no emotion whatsoever, because she has tried it before, and the result is often worse after modifying the recipe.

So she strictly adhered to the doctrines she set for herself, just like a nun.

Lock your cooking within the constraints of "rules and data," and hone your skills accordingly.

She used to think very straightforwardly, and mastering the technique meant mastering it.
There is no dish in the world that can satisfy everyone, so instead of that, it's better to just make dishes that satisfy yourself.

That's right, Bai Susu is exactly the kind of person Qiao Jie described before.

Of course, you could say you're famous and your dishes are highly praised.

The whole world is captivated by your cooking, becoming prisoners of your culinary delights.

Even so, if you keep making customers adapt to the chef, then one day...

Just like the ending of this passage, Bai Susu encountered her own "one day" at the height of her fame.

Xia Yitian, who breaks away from, and even rebels against, the rules, has become an insurmountable obstacle for this "cooking machine".

In her eyes, Xia Yitian was like a ruthless demon king who crushed all her previous beliefs and then told her the simplest and most direct truth.

Food is made for diners to enjoy.

If too much of your own interpretation is imposed on a dish, what exactly are diners eating?

Is it simply about taste, layers of flavor, and combination? If so, why not just go to the store and get a bowl of egg fried rice? At least they can give you no scallions, add chili, and even an extra sausage.

It's not like no one has tried to challenge Bai Susu with this before, but they all failed.

Xia Yitian won, therefore, the rules are written by the winner.

It's human nature to subconsciously rely on others to fill in the gaps in our own bodies.
So Bai Susu fell hopelessly in love with Xia Yi's cooking, and with Xia Yitian himself.

But Xia Yitian is so smart. How could he not discern the other meanings mixed in with the love in Bai Susu's eyes?
In contrast, Wen Zhixia's violent yet silly personality made Xia Yitian feel more comfortable.

After Xia Yitian disappeared, Bai Susu also tried to break free from her own cage and forget the past through growth.

But talent can sometimes be a curse; the more someone desires something, the less likely they are to obtain it in the end.

Bai Susu's skills became more and more proficient. She passed the "Hua 6th Level", "Hua 7th Level", and "Hua 8th Level" exams with great composure.

She honed herself into an unparalleled weapon, a perfectly balanced hexagonal numerical warrior.
But her dishes were still cold.
This is the "female chef who is both closest to and furthest from the God of Cookery," because if she cannot break free from her cage, she will never be able to open that door.

Fortunately, over the years, her psychotherapy has been very successful, and now she can subjectively filter out most junk food.

But once a certain limit is exceeded, her perception will be triggered just like a passive state.

Then, for a long time, she would fall into a feeling of loneliness.

Because she cannot replicate this dish. Even if the appearance is exactly the same and the process is flawless, this kind of dish that touches the soul is her blind spot.

At first, she only saw Xia Ming as a shadow of Xia Yitian.

Even with the amazing "golden combination of shumai" appearing, she only believed that Xia Ming had mastered the technique provided by Xia Yitian.

But it wasn't until she tasted the "two-color yellow croaker jelly" that she realized how wrong she had been.
Xia Ming is Xia Ming; his cooking can bring others a clearer dream experience, something Xia Yitian cannot do.
Forcibly suppressing the primal urges surging within her, Bai Susu didn't hesitate for a moment as she switched her tablet to the "good reviews" page and unhesitatingly sent a heart to Xia Ming.
Then, in the most subdued tone she had used since participating in the selection process, she slowly said a sentence.

"In my opinion, Xia Ming has already ended the competition; his abilities have long surpassed the limits of the 'Hua Level 5' exam."

"The others are far inferior to him."

(End of this chapter)