Chapter 109 Spring Breeze
The form of life changes constantly with the rotation of the four seasons, but what remains unchanged is the vigorous vitality.

It survives the cold winter and patiently lies dormant during the most painful moments.

It waits for the warmth brought by the first breeze of spring to break out of the ground in time.

It grows vigorously under the scorching sun in the hot summer.

It bears fruit in autumn and sows hope for the future.

Life is not just about living. Between life and death, there are countless vivid and lively forms. These different forms show the same story from their own perspectives.

This is the story called life.

At the same time, the raw materials for pickled eggs come from everyone’s daily life, including salt, wine, tea and wood ash, which are indispensable things in people’s lives.

These familiar and everyday smells evoked the thoughts in the hearts of the three people. It was like a breeze blowing into their hearts, passing over the high wall standing in their hearts, and seeping in bit by bit.

It fell between their noses, changing from the four seasons into their lives.

A person's life is also a series of four seasons. The first loud cry when a baby is born is like a bud breaking through the soil in spring.

When I grew up, I went to school everywhere and continued to grow and thrive with the nourishment of knowledge.

In his prime, he had a happy family, his own career and achievements, and a little successor following him.

When you get old, youth is gone, the leaves fall, and the once lush trees are left with only lonely branches.

A deep feeling of powerlessness filled the hearts of the three people.

Their hair has already turned gray, and the life is constantly slipping away from their bodies, and they can neither catch it nor keep it.

Just like the rotating four seasons, it never stops for a moment.

Perhaps this should be their ending.

An old tree will eventually wither.

Suddenly, the spring breeze blew, and the dry old tree sprouted new buds again.

Even at the end of its life, it is still unwilling to fall asleep and still shows its vigorous vitality with the spring breeze.

As long as the four seasons continue to rotate and as long as there is still a spring breeze blowing, it will sprout new buds again.

One year, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

Countless years are nothing but the rotation of the four seasons again and again.

When will it wither?
When will this old tree stop producing new buds?
Until the spring breeze no longer comes.

This answer lingered in the hearts of the three people for a long time.

They are old, both physically and mentally.

However, at this moment, this dish was like a spring breeze, awakening the dormant passion and vitality in their hearts, and bursting out with renewed enthusiasm in their shriveled and old bodies.

This is not just an illusion brought about by delicious food, but also the vitality that comes from their hearts.

As long as they retain this passion and vitality, this old tree will not wither.

Their winter has indeed arrived, but winter does not mean the end. As long as a spring breeze blows, winter will bring spring.

Life is still going on, how can they stop here?

In their hearts, the solid wall built by the phoenix eggs collapsed at this moment.

At this moment, that pure vitality becomes a part of the cycle of the four seasons. It seems to have turned into a tiny seedling, born in the spring breeze, growing in the summer, bearing fruit in the autumn, and dormant in the winter.

Then it waits, waiting for the next spring.

The three of them opened their eyes in a trance, and the large plate of Four Gods Eggs in front of them was eaten up by them without them noticing.

The feeling of being touched at this moment still lingers in my heart.

Unlike eating the phoenix eggs, this was not the thrill of returning to youth, nor the joy of finding something lost.

But we know that even though they are no longer young and have grown old, they still have their own vitality and passion.

There is no need to reminisce about the past, no need to regret what has been lost, no need to be sad about the passing of time, because now is the time.

Whatever you want to do, do it now.

It is never too late. Let the dormant winter go away with the call of spring breeze, and let motivation and vitality sprout in your heart.

When vitality sprouts, this is the beginning of all things.

After tasting the food, it’s time for the judging.

But the three of them opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

How can I express this feeling in words?
It is so profound and sublime that to describe it in words would seem to detract from it, making this extraordinary thing mundane and ordinary.

So the three of them were silent for a long time, still having nothing to say.

This strange long silence caused everyone present to talk a lot.

He finished his meal but didn't say anything. What's going on?

"Why are they just sitting there talking? They've been sitting there for quite some time."

"Could it be that Xu Qing's dish is too unpalatable?"

"Impossible. They ate all the food without leaving any residue. If it was really bad, they wouldn't have taken a second bite."

"Then what's going on? It can't be that this dish is so delicious that they don't know what to say, right?"

"You are such a joke. The three of them are very knowledgeable. What kind of dishes have they not eaten? Not to mention that Elder Wu came from the imperial kitchen and has eaten all the dishes prepared for the emperor. Can any delicious dish in the world be better than the one in the imperial kitchen?"

Not to mention the discussions of the people around him, Wei Jie also felt a little anxious.

The moment he saw the appearance of the Four Gods Eggs, he realized that the young man in front of him was definitely extraordinary.

Such exquisite knife skills are definitely not something that someone of his age can possess!

If Xu Qing hadn't made this dish in public, he would have thought that Luo Tian had made it for him.

However, the fact is that this knife skill is indeed the young man's own ability.

This is terrible.

Such age, such skills, such talent.

Even though Wei Jie believed that he had exerted 200% of his strength and devoted himself to it.

But in front of this extraordinary young man, he felt uneasy.

When he saw Xu Qing's dishes being eaten up, his uneasiness instantly reached its peak.

Seeing that the three elders were still silent, Wei Jie was extremely anxious and couldn't help but said, "Three elders, it's time to start judging."

The three of them looked at each other, and Elder Wu looked away, determined to remain silent.

He didn't want to praise his opponent.

And he knew in his heart that they had lost this competition, and lost completely.

Elder Li said, "Luo Tian, ​​you can tell the story."

"Ok."

As Luo Tian spoke, he looked at Xu Qing with a complicated look, which contained both strong relief and a mixture of disbelief.

Xu Qing's dish completely surpassed Wei Jie's phoenix egg in terms of technique, taste, thoughtfulness, and the belief it contained.

This was completely beyond his imagination!

"Then I will start with the knife skills."

As Luo Tian spoke, he pointed to the plate in front of him, preparing to show everyone Xu Qing's exquisite knife skills.

When I looked down, I saw that the plate was empty, and I felt embarrassed and ashamed.

Who ate this? Did he forget that he was the judge? How could he judge if he ate all the food?
Oh, I ate it too, so it’s okay.

Luo Tian coughed twice and said, "From the perspective of knife skills, Xu Qing used exquisite knife skills to accurately cut the pickled eggs into small pieces and pieced them together. The different colors and characteristics of the pickled eggs accurately showed the appearance of the four sacred beasts. Even the scales, claws, whiskers and hair are clearly visible, as if the real sacred beasts have appeared before our eyes."

Everyone was confused, their plates were empty, and they could only imagine what the dishes looked like.

(End of this chapter)