I, Yan Ye, want to marry Shichen’s daughter

Or is it just your favorite food?

The abbot said that he had to realize this by himself, and Yan Ye did the same.

After leaving Shaolin Temple, there are dozens of innovative recipes, even if you remove the usual home-cooked dishes. However, no matter whether it is a recipe improvement or a change of ingredients, he can’t make a dish that removes this strange fragrance. In fact, unless he Do it deliberately, otherwise as long as it is within the average level, even if you don't use any cooking skills, the dishes will still have this flavor.

On the one hand, it proved that he really had a thorough understanding of Shaolin 72 cooking skills, but on the other hand, was it not badly corroded by this mark?

But now, why is it just a dessert that is so simple that it can't be simpler, so that the smell like brown sugar disappears?

Yan Ye was thinking.

Cooking skills?

He still uses Shaolin 72 cooking skills.

recipe?

Although it was replaced with fantasy ingredients, it was just a modification of the original recipe.

Is it the legendary cook heart?

This thought came to Yan Ye's mind, and his eyes suddenly brightened. The so-called heart of the kitchen is similar to the heart of the piano, the intent of the sword, the soul of the sword, and the soul of battle. Even if the name is the same, there will be subtle differences. That said, no one can have exactly the same cooking spirit.

If you really have the heart of cooking, saying that your own cooking is really enough, but has you really reached the qualification to understand the heart of cooking?

Anyway, just taste it.

Throwing away the many thoughts in his mind, Yan Ye picked up the small cup in his hand, and what was in it was a kind of semi-solid food that showed a beautiful color like the top Tianhuangshi.

The transparent light yellow has a slight emerald green, oily but delicate, and when you press it gently with a spoon, you can feel the soft and tender elasticity like baby skin.

"Huh huh~~" A whispered breath suddenly sounded, followed by one after another chanting and humming.

All the students in the classroom were flushed, their eyes blurred, their legs tightened, and they always seemed to have strayed into some group and took medicine (this I think) was on the scene.

Only the third prince still has that graceful posture, gently scooping up a spoonful of tofu brain-like jelly and sending it to her mouth, her face is a little ruddy, but she is not half of her gaffe, she is worthy of it. The emotion of the gourmet who has seen the world.

It's not that Yan Ye has never cooked food like medicine, but it is the first time that Yan Ye has such a strong response.

Slightly calming his excitement, Yan Ye scooped up a spoonful, the food trembling in the spoon, looking very cute.

Yan Ye is not a little girl from the visual department, so she will not be confused by this cute gesture, she put it into her mouth without hesitation, and the indescribable taste exploded in an instant.

Fragrant!

slip!

soft!

Tender!

Glutinous!

fresh!

sweet!

soft!

The big characters that symbolize taste and taste exploded in Yan Ye’s mind. The eight senses are arranged in an orderly manner like notes written by a musician. There are not many points and many points, and they are connected to each other. , But distinct, layered on top of each other, but with a loop, constantly playing on the tip of the tongue, back and forth, endless.

Obviously, it is repeating, but every time, it seems that there is some subtle change, making the original monotonous turn sacred and beautiful.

Just like John Pachelbel's "Canon", there are only eight notes in total back and forth, but it contains endless changes.

But this dish is different from the gorgeous orchestral ensemble, nor the lonely piano solo. If you insist, it's more like whistling the original music that sounds inexplicable and sacred.

Rebellious, but full of vitality.

Soon, the food in his mouth slid down the tip of his tongue, and a faint sense of melancholy began to echo in his heart.

It is a feeling that I have lost something that I can’t tell. It’s like the greed that I didn’t want to stop in my first kiss, and the last bit of retention before the end of my first love. It’s futile and difficult. Relieved.

This lingering regret and regret makes people involuntarily scoop up a second spoonful, savoring the touch of the previous one, but the taste is completely different, the same taste, the same taste. , But the order seems to have undergone a subtle change, as if it was a variation, which completely reversed the feeling.

The delicate and soft smoothness teases the taste buds on the tip of the tongue, warm and sweet, like a passionate kiss, full of passion, involuntary surge of hormones, like a strong pleasure like electricity, even giving people a kind of letting time stay Desire at the moment.

The passion slowly receded, and the food in his mouth had disappeared at some point. I took the third bite with the thought of searching, and it was a new feeling.

It seems that the taste buds that have adapted to the previous stimulation have become a little dull, and the sweetness has faded, but the smoothness is still not inferior to the past, just like a kiss between an old man and an old wife, always the passion has faded, and the delicate tenderness still remains in the heart .

The food in the small cup is getting less and less, and the inexplicable regret in my heart is getting stronger and stronger. The sweetness in the mouth fades, and the taste is still there, but it is unavoidable that people are a little tired, just in the inexplicable In the mood, keep sending the spoon into the mouth.

But at this moment, a new sense of taste is blooming again. The inexplicable refreshing and crisp particles roll and rub on the tip of the tongue, and the sweet juice is unfolded between the subconscious chewing of the teeth, as if suddenly eaten in the dying year. Rejuvenating and rejuvenating, it reproduces the original youthfulness and beauty once again, and it also brings a perfect end to this whole dessert and even a whole table of banquets.

"What's the name of this dessert?" The third prince's voice rang in Yan Ye's ears, and he raised his head to reveal a meaningful smile: "Cantonese-style ice flower stew, but I prefer to call it the'love song' ."

ps1: There is no way to play music accompaniment, I am also desperate!By the way, the soundtrack of this chapter recommends the boyhood of male high school students, which is the whistle version of the male high school Canon.

ps2: It is said that catching the golden lion is not doing business... Isn't it considered business to eliminate the pirates?

Chapter 156 Life Menu·Dessert

Binghua stew?

Yes, it is known as the simplest Chinese dessert. As long as it is a Chinese, even if you have not eaten it, you must have eaten a popular meal (steamed egg custard, the difference is sugar or salt, and no milk).

In terms of the method, there is no use of any cooking skills, ordinary and simple, and even the ability to read is not used. If it is different from ordinary ice-flower stewed eggs, it is the absolute difference in ingredients.

Needless to say, the egg liquid uses kemira seeds, and the matching is from the milk that is expressed during the lactation period of the large milk tank.

After tasting the taste of kemila seeds, Yan Ye thought of this simple and delicious home-made dessert for all ages, but it took a lot of effort to find milk that can match it. Fortunately, Bai Huang After all the academy is the White King Academy, the ingredients stored in the ingredient warehouse are quite rich. After tasting various grades of milk such as milk whales, cows, pigs and birds, and white-haired Sindrella cows, he finally chose the big milk cans. Milk is used as the material.

However, whether it is milk from a large milk jug or juice from kemira seeds, the sweetness will decrease after heating. To make them taste like desserts, they need to be flavored with rock sugar. During the stewing process, the sugar will slowly settle, leading to the top. The sweetness is low and the low-end sweetness is high.

When Yan Ye is simmering until it is half solidified, turn the container upside down so that the part with high sweetness is on the upper layer and the part with low sweetness is on the lower layer.Coupled with the fatigue characteristics of the taste itself, it creates a taste experience with a gradual decrease in sweetness.

But the finishing touch is to count the fine particles at the bottom of the cup.

This kind of granule is the pulp that Yan Ye removes from the shell of the Kemira seed. In terms of shape, it feels a bit like coconut meat.

Through several experiments, Yan Ye found that this kind of pulp is very easy to taste. In the words often said in the kitchen, it is called salt absorption. Using this characteristic, Yan Ye cuts them into pellets and reverses the stewed eggs. When turning, a layer was laid at the bottom of the cup.

In this way, the sugar on the original surface will still sink downwards before it finally solidifies, but once it sinks to the bottom, most of it will be absorbed by the fruit particles.

In this way, the sweetness that was originally flat and straightforward will turn from light to thick, and from thick to light, and finally ends with a wave of refreshing flesh that resets the taste buds, allowing the taste to reach a high level in repetition and circulation (I think) tide.

From the youthfulness of first love, to the fierceness of passionate love, to the dying of passion, it is just like a love song, but Yan Ye’s dessert is not a tragedy. Finally, the scene of rebirth that seems to be rejuvenated makes the experience of taste achieved. The extreme high (umh) tide also raised the level of the whole dessert.