It Is A Different World And Yet I Am Cultivating Monsters

"Both sides, it looks like the dish is finished. Let's start with the Himro-Cage side of the dish and move on to the tasting."

The two cooks are finished, declare them almost simultaneously finished, and instruct the gourmet master who saw them to carry them from his father's cooking first.

In this culinary battle, not only the judges, but also the gourmet master told me that we could taste the food together.

"This is a special Mapo tofu. Please come up."

That said, the tofu that was brought to our table, including the judges, was nothing but mahjong tofu. There were no special features such as this, and it was a look that, to put it badly, was irritating.

"Hmm. At first glance, it's just like Mahjong tofu"

"The smell is the same as what you ate before."

"Well, the look and smell hasn't changed much, but the rating will change if you eat one bite. Try putting it in your mouth first."

In response to the first impressions of the gourmet masters, his father asked for a review after eating, and the tofu made by his father was transported to the judges' mouths.

We also took it with a spoon and carried it into our mouths, but at the next moment, we stood up together, including the judges, and looked at the incredible Mapo tofu in front of us.

"This is it! What a sweet, mellow taste!

"When I ate it before, there was a part where my tongue came into contact with the spiciness, but this time it is completely absent! I can't believe this is the same Mahjong tofu!

What was there was admiration for the smooth sweetness that was the opposite of the spiciness of Mapo tofu.

What do you mean by that? When it comes to Mapo tofu, the spiciness is one thing. Did you dare to make it sweet?

However, elegant mellows that could not be expressed by sweet Mapo tofu lurked in this dish.

I'm sure it's never such a shallow cooking.

"Here's the secret."

That's what my father took out, the fruit he took out in his field at that time.

"Strawberries?

Yes, strawberries also exist as fruit in this world, and plant-type monsters are being brought to fruition.

But the strawberries my father made were from the earth, and there was something that was sweet and easy to process, and something that was made from it was held in my father's other hand.

"Yes, the jam made with this strawberry. This is the identity of the hidden flavor. By mixing this strawberry jam with Mapo tofu, it becomes a deeper flavor and, above all, turns it into a mellow dish that can be eaten with peace of mind even if you are not good at spiciness."

All the judges, including me, were astonished at the father's sowing.

It was completely unexpected to use jam for cooking, and the spice of Mapo tofu as the opposite ingredient for selling.

However, as a result, the flavor became rich, and even those who were not good at spiciness were able to eat sweet Mapo tofu with peace of mind.

Consideration was given not only to pursuing taste, but also to being able to be eaten by people who were not good at it.

It was an unexpected victory that only my father knew all about the dish called Mapo tofu.

Receiving praise from all the judges, including us, Father lowers his head quietly.

"Now, let's move on to tasting the dishes of the demon king Favnir."

Receiving the gourmet master's declaration, the awaiting demon king carries the food.

"This is a special Sichuan-style Mapo tofu. Enjoy."

That said, what emerged from the open lid was a darker Mahjong tofu than my father's earlier dish.

If your father's Mapo tofu is orange in a gentle hue, this is exactly like a burning magma.

There was already a big difference in appearance, and there seemed to be a spicy feeling of Mapo tofu.

This looks like a spicy Mapo tofu to me.

"Uhm... there are certainly signs from the appearance and smell, but I'm actually a little uncomfortable with the spirits."

Speaking of Sichuan-style cuisine, it is especially spicy among the Mapo tofu. One of the judges was hesitant to see it, but the Demon King could smile like a mother who gave him a son.

"Don't worry. My Mapo tofu is sure to sell spicy, but I take care to be able to eat even those who don't like spicy things. Please take a bite to think you've been tricked first."

All of us, including the judges, put the Mapo tofu in our mouths to encourage our mother to teach her so kindly.

At that moment, what spread into my mouth was the expected spiciness, but it was in harmony with the sweetness that surrounded it. Then there came upon him an overwhelming rush.

"This is it! What the hell is going on?

"Or, it's painful, it's certainly painful, but there's a sweetness in the spiciness that neutralizes it! Besides, this taste... I don't like spicy things, but the chopsticks can't stop!

The person who was hesitant to eat the most among the judges just now was proceeding with his meal without hesitation.

Of course, we ate the mahjong tofu prepared by our mother from next to next.

Spicy stimulation stimulated appetite as if induced by mysterious magic.

"What is this...?"

My father, who ate the same bite of Mapo tofu prepared by his mother, also spoke of the doubt.

In contrast, my mother planted seeds that she had been waiting for.

"This time, I didn't prepare any meat, soup, or seasonings for the Mapo tofu. What is the leading role in Mapo tofu, and that's nothing else - tofu."

That's what my mother took out the tofu she thought she had used for the Mapo tofu.

However, we looked at the tofu and looked stunned.

Because normally, the tofu was supposed to be white, but the color my mother took out was slightly brown like sesame tofu.

"Did you use sesame tofu?! No, but it tastes so good with sesame tofu...."

"No, it's not. This is not sesame tofu. The monster I used to make tofu, it's a fallen flower star."

Fallen Planet. I've heard of that monster before.

Rather, it's a monster that I've actually raised.

They are a kind of bean monster, and by growing up, they act independently and harvest before and after it.

However, when the monster named Fallen Flower Star matured, the fruit that was inside the fruit was scattered around like a shooting star.

This makes it a difficult monster for the general public to harvest, but it is actually an exquisite item that was ejected. You can eat it raw as it is.

The taste is so-called peanuts. I mean, this is--

"Peanut tofu. This is the tofu I used for Mahjong tofu."

The mother's seeding revealed the secret of the tofu.

"What is the secret to the taste of Mapo tofu, that is, it is still directly linked to the spiciness. Tasty spiciness is the driving force behind eating. But it is also true that some people are not good at spiciness. So I used peanut tofu. This tofu has a more elegant sweetness than usual, which combines spiciness and sweetness."

Certainly, this Mapo tofu spreads spiciness around the mouth immediately after eating, but that's what stimulates the taste, and eating goes from one meal to the next.

The sweetness of the tofu itself, which is also said to be the core of the Mapo tofu, was in harmony with the overall spiciness, enhancing the mutual taste.

Even though it was different, the different flavors brought about a harmony of sweetness by shaking salt on the watermelon.

"You cooked Mapo tofu so that even those who don't like spicy things are okay, but the charm of Mapo tofu is spicy. Curbing it is compromising its original taste. It is true Mapo tofu that combines sweetness without suppressing spiciness. Running through the art of hidden flavors, you neglect the original flavor of the dish."

The pronouncement from her mother was a quote with a weakness in her father's cooking.

"Sure."

And, nodding to that, the gourmet master talks about the essence of this culinary match.

"This cooking match. No, it was the same at the last big cooking tournament, but cooking matches in this world are not to be compared with simplicity or skill. In the first place, the taste of food varies from person to person. Their ratings vary depending on whether this dish is better than that."

That's true.

I nod at the remarks of the gourmet master.

If there was the best food in the world in the first place, how would you judge it?

Depending on the judge, it would be different, and it would not be possible to match everyone's preferences.

"Then it is the essence of the dish that we judge. In other words, not only the taste and cooking method, but also how to“ fascinate ”the dish. And a dish that can only be cooked by that person. That's the standard of judgment."

In other words, it is a part that cannot be evaluated simply.

Perhaps those who express it will be the winners.

And the gourmet master implicitly said it would be the same in future cooking battles.

Therefore, the winner was decided on this occasion.

Which one of you was more pursuing the idea of being a Mapo tofu?

Which dish was full of people's attention, not just taste and taste?

"The battle in the first round will be won by Fabnir the Demon King!

Due to the gourmet master's declaration, our first battle was defeated.