Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Can you talk about your evaluation of the cooking, Mr. Aoki." Xia Yu was helpless.

"good, very good, excellent!"

Ao Mu Zongtai slapped his thigh, first repeatedly praised, and then said in a low voice: "But ah, there is only a pyramid, this Egyptian roast chicken dish is perfect. I dare not say anything else, if it is perfect To perfection, your cooking can pry the treasure house of the taste of consumers and let people appreciate the ultimate taste!"

"Really only a little bit!"

Qing Mu Zongtai's distressed look was even more distressing than the producer, Xia Yu.

"The slightest loss is a thousand miles away!"

Xia Yu shook his head, hard to be optimistic.

He certainly knows that the flaws in his failed work are not so easy to fill.

After all,'Spice Nineet Egyptian Roasted Chicken' is a truly premium cuisine with an extreme flavor. If he had not mastered the cooking skills [spice inequality], it would be impossible to imitate works to this degree.

In fact, this is also related to the use of [Spice Inequality].

He is still unable to use the spice formula flexibly.

It was like solving a math problem. He was just the most clumsy student. He remembered formulas and only knew how to apply formulas. He didn't know how to transform and use formulas flexibly, and he was stunned when he encountered the spice that he couldn't master.

With the experience of learning [Booming Flame] cooking skills, Xia Yu was calm about this.

In the near future, Dojima Gin's special cuisine will be thoroughly studied by him.

Moreover, Xia Yu had other inspirations in his head.If the [spice inequality] cooking skills can go further, maybe he can modify the recipe according to his own inspiration and turn the Egyptian roast chicken into a roast chicken full of Chinese spices.

The key is to match the spices!

...

Xia Yu cleared the dishes and returned to the store.

"I remember, no wonder your dish is so familiar!"

Sitting in front of the bar, Zongta Aoki suddenly said in shock: "This is the special recipe of the guy Dojima Gin!"

Then, he stared at Xia Yu with a weird look.

"The recipe was not given to you by Dojima Gin, right?"

"I ate his food, remembered the taste of the spices, and tried to restore it myself." Xia Yu shrugged and said casually, but unexpectedly Qing Mu Zongtai continued to stare at him like a monster.

"Can you remember the ultimate taste of premium cuisine?"

After a long time, Tai Cai Qing Mu asked tentatively.

"It's not the ultimate taste." Xia Yu waved his hand, "I just know the spice collocation method in it. Of course, there are many things I have explored through experimentation." He can't say that he is peeping the secret through the'comprehension crystal' props.

"Pervert! Monster!"

There was a trace of horror in the Aomu Sect Taimu. After holding back for a long time, he couldn't help but say: "How can the special recipes be so easy to learn..."

While talking, he found himself choking.

A living example is right in front of you.Aoki Sect too shook his head and laughed, "If Dojima Gin knows his recipe and you steal it, he must be so depressed that he vomits blood. For the super chef, that's the capital to settle down."

"Each special recipe is the crystallization of the chef's hard work, recording the chef's wisdom and experience. In short, the special recipe can be regarded as a currency for mutual exchange in the special circle, and you will know their preciousness in the future. "

Xia Yu was silent.

The shop was silent for a while, and the speaker of the mobile phone heard a voice of Isshiki:

"Lecturer Aoki!"

At this time, Qing Mu Zongtai noticed that Xia Yu was facing him with the camera of his mobile phone, and was stunned.

Upon seeing this, Xia Yu turned the phone screen and turned on the front camera.The monk's honest face is magnified in the picture.Looking at this face, I am afraid that no one would have thought that Zongtai Qingmu has the title of'Ghost Face Monk' in the food world.

"It's you, Yuanyue Shijie's seventh seat!" Qing Muzong smiled too much, "Isse...hui, is this the name?"

"Yes, it's me."

Isshiki said respectfully, with the surprise of being called out in her eyes.

"interesting!"

Rubbing his chin, Qing Mu Zong too noticed the group of people behind Issehui, turned his head and said to Xia Yu: "It turns out that you have met a group of friends from Yuanyue. I am still worried about whether you will be familiar with that school. After all, we are all There are teaching tasks."

Xia Yu couldn't laugh or cry, just about to explain, Morita Maki presented her own cooking.

"what!"

So Tai Aoki was immediately attracted by the three dishes in the picture.

"This is..." Xingping Chuangzhen's pupils shrank slightly.

On the clean white plate, there is a kind of egg-yellow pastry, which at first glance looks like a pizza dough.

"Wait, it's still the last step!"

Maki Morita ran back to the kitchen counter, took a few fresh green asparagus, sliced ​​small tomatoes and small carrots, put them in a pan and heated them up a few minutes later, jogged back and set them on the edge of the ceramic plate.

Holding a knife and cutting the square pastry in half, Morita Maki also brought a small bowl, scooped up some white sticky sauce with a spoon, and sprinkled it around the pastry.

Now, the decoration of the plate is completed.

The original monotonous pastries on the plate are surrounded by side dishes and sauces, and the visual effect is instantly full.

Exquisite!

Pretty!

Looking at the colorful Western-style cakes on the plate, everyone's minds all had this word.

"This kind of cooking style, how did I think of Erina Nagiri..." Isshiki murmured.

"Gaoyu Melaleuca Pie!"

Isshiki said immediately.

"No, it's crispy fish pie!" Morita Maki corrected with a smile.

"But, the dough you used to make the fish pie is the French-style Melaleuca method, isn't it?" Then, Isshiki lifted her left palm, using a black pen to write a few words clearly on it--

French Melaleuca!

Upon seeing this, Xia Yu also showed to the camera the words engraved on his palm with charcoal in front of him: Crisp.

The two in the video screen looked at each other in shock.

Crisp, Melaleuca Pie.

In fact, the cooking techniques used in these two kinds of dim sum are similar, but it is clear that Maki Morita's cooking is not a simple pie, and they are only half right.

Observing the cut surface of the'Cuffed Fish Pie', it is not difficult to find that the layered layers of skin are the secret of the Crispy or Melaleuca Pie.

Morita Maki used meticulous care when making Melaleuca noodles, so when viewed from the front, the noodles were exquisitely carved with small criss-crossing holes. When viewed from the side, the fish pie sandwich was layered, neat and neat like a work of art. .In addition to a large piece of fish cut into slices, there are also fillings that exude a rich flavor.

"Try it!"

Maki cut up all the fish pie, and she was excluded from the kitchen. There were six people, and three pieces of fish pie cut in half were just enough.

The liveliest Yoshino Yuuhime took the lead in taking the knife and fork, cut a horned fish pie, and put it in his mouth.

Teeth bit down.

The dough of the Melaleuca Pie has a soft texture. After biting it down, the sensation of the teeth breaking open layer by layer made Yoshino Yuuhime's body shocked.

Finally, it suddenly became clear, the filling spread out in the mouth, and the fish bounced on the tongue!

"This smell..."

Yoshino Yuuhime lowered her head and held the knife and fork tightly.