Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

sound!

Why is there no sound!

After frying eight or nine stuffed doughs on the kitchen counter, Xia Yu rubbed her hair with a distressed expression.

It seems that the problem is not the degree of filling of the filling, but a serious problem elsewhere.

Aunt Zhu Qing has tasted several failed works in a row and is already half full.

"What are you worrying about?"

She held her elbows on the dining table not far away, holding her pink cheeks in her hands, looking at Xia Yu, who was pacing back and forth thinking, seemingly very interesting.

Xia Yu shook his head, and used a knife to cut open a freshly cooked snack.

The fragrance leaked out, but Xia Yu focused on the internal structure of the dim sum, not caring about the fragrance.

Picking up a crispy fried beef from the wreckage, Xia Yu secretly said: "This thing is the source of the sound of food. Simply put, it is similar to the steel ball in the rattle. It will make a tinkling when it collides with the inner wall. A crisp sound..."

He sinks his heart and strokes the core of the golden recipe again—

sound!

When it comes to sound, you have to mention the principle.

The sound is actually laid out when the flour is blended. The'baking soda powder' is a dark game. This material allows the stuffed snacks to expand quickly when they enter the pan and are wrapped in hot oil. During the expansion, the cracks opened wide and the grease poured into the interior, which made the inner wall quickly hardened. At the same time, the hardened beef cubes would collide with the inner wall during the pressure fluctuation when the dim sum was out of the pan. The sound also comes from this.

After carefully sorting it out, Xia Yu's mentality has become more frustrated and courageous.

"Sure enough, golden recipes are not so easy to control. Even the relatively simple principle of "Golden Smile", the requirements for details are extremely abnormal...From materials to technical aspects, there are too many places to pay attention to."

Xia Yu simply found paper and pen to record the experience of this failure, with a strict attitude.

He doesn't believe that he can't eat this bone!

...

Two days later.

Snapped!

Wearing a peaked cap, unlike his previous suits, Dojima Silver, dressed in casual clothes, was swinging a white ball into the hole at the private golf course in Okura Mountain.

"Haha, I won, Zong Wei!"

Dojima Gin leaned over and fumbled out the ball, and dazzled at the approaching Nagiri Soe.

"You, the leader of the participating team, really want to find me out to play golf!" Nagakizong showed a grudge, whoever abandons his wife and the molecular research he is interested in, and accompanies him to play golf, but he will be abused. That must be very upset.

Dojima Gin, who was in a good mood, glanced at the villa under the mountain, and suddenly said, "The kid has been in Sapporo for two days. It seems that he has never left the villa and took a step outside, right?"

When it comes to this, Nagiri Zongwei admires it.

"Yes, this is only sixteen years old, life is two points-bedroom and kitchen, more diligent than I was before." Nakiri Zongwei smiled, "Erina was called by him to help in the past two days. No complaints..."

Are you delving into new recipes?

Dojima Gin and Nagiri Soe looked at each other, curious.

"correct!"

Nageri Zongwei frowned slightly, "Is Shiroichiro not here yet?"

"In fact, he has been to Hokkaido long ago, but he is hunting for food in the mountains of Asahikawa City and will meet with us in two days."

"The list you submitted to the tournament committee, right?"

"of course."

"At least five special chefs team up... five games and three wins. As long as you can win three wins, you can send anyone to play." Nakiri Zongwei is very relaxed, talented Pau Ichiro is here, and the Yuanyue team basically locks the first place. The top few in the first stage.

"Can't be careless!"

Dojima Gin shook his head, "That man, he's back!"

"Who?"

"The exiled person..."

Hearing this, Nagiri Zongwei suddenly squeezed the golf club tightly, and the back of his hand burst into blue veins.

Perspective back to the kitchen of the villa.

Even though Xia Yu was tired after taking off her apron, the corners of her mouth curled up, indicating a good mood.

"Thank you, Erina!"

He sincerely thanked the hero, "With the help of your god's tongue, I can make a meal that barely passes."

Yes.

After two days of thinking and thinking, the vocal "Golden Smile" was finally released.

The system judges 60% completion, 60 points.

Nakiri Erina stared at the golden dough on the plate, her voice had long since disappeared, but she was not willing to eat such a very interesting pastry.

"Ayu——"

At this time, with the sound of running footsteps, a joyful voice came.

The aunt, who is more energetic than a girl, came with incense and breeze, "Let's go, let's go, you promised me two days ago, I can't go out and go shopping together today."

Xia Yu was speechless for a while.

He was harassed and perfunctory.

Temporarily conquer "Golden Laughing", and the killer recipes of Indira and Dojima Gin!

It is necessary to add another popular "must kill" trump card, Xia Yu told himself, otherwise, what would he use to compete with the top gourmet chefs in various countries?Rely on the one-off "Peacock Dance"?Where to find the ingredients!

However, the string cannot be stretched all the time.

The competition started three days later, and Xia Yu also wanted to relax appropriately before the fierce battle.

"Well, let's change clothes."

Xia Yu nodded lightly.

"But please declare in advance, Auntie, wear some normal clothes for me. Don't wear your female cos clothes for me. I don't want to be watched!"

He exhorted again three times.

"Well, wait!"

After a while, when Zhu Qing reappeared, she changed her body. The ancient windbreaker and skirt were gone. Instead, she was replaced by a slim suit for women. The black jacket was covered with a white shirt. The neckline and buttons were decorated with lace, which was pretty and feminine. One by one, alive and well-beauties in the workplace.

Nagiri Erina curled her lips slightly not far away.

"I'm going to change clothes too!"

then.

The number of people going out increased to three people. I don't know where Zhu Qing heard from. He called a taxi and went straight to the Hokkaido Shrine. It is said that there is an ongoing food festival nearby that lasted until mid-October.

The venue for chef Lin's confrontation is in the Hokkaido Shrine.

But the special chefs' duel were scattered in two large arenas.

From a distance, the taxi was forced to stop by the celebration crowd, and the driver turned around and apologized.

"Get off—"

Xia Yu paid the fare and pushed the door to get off.

The three of them stood in the Chome neighborhood in front of the Shrine, where there was a sea of ​​people, the streets were completely blocked by the flow of people, and the roads on both sides were lined with small stalls. As soon as they got off the bus, the taste of oden, Chinese fried noodles, and small octopus balls was blown away. Come.

The sound of gongs and drums.

A large parade happened to pass by, and a kabuki danced on the moving stage lifted by the strong man.

In short, the full celebration atmosphere, combined with tourists of all skin colors and various conversation languages, can only be said that Sapporo during the legendary kitchenware competition has become a real nightless carnival city.

The three of them had only left for a few minutes, each of them had fragrant skewers and hot taiyaki.

"Look in the past—"

The road ahead was blocked, and there seemed to be a quarrel that caused onlookers. A reporter was shooting in the inner circle. Aunt Zhu Qing was excited. When Xia Yu's arm was pulled, regardless of whether he agreed with him, she dragged her away. Nagiri Erina was annoyed. Hurry to keep up.

Does Chef Lin like to be a crowd?

Xia Yu spit out seriously, but turned to be attracted by the content of the quarrel and raised her ears.

"No, right!"

A young man argued vigorously in English, his face flushed and said: "Cream pine mushroom" itself has a milk-like texture and taste. You can also enjoy the ultimate flavor when eaten alone. Why add inferior butter to destroy the purity and make the cooking The smell becomes mixed?I never agree with your modification!This is regression, not evolution!"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was self-reliant and smiled.

"Inferior butter? Miscellaneous flavors? This is a layered creation. Your use of fantasy ingredients is too extreme. Don't over-sanctify fantasy ingredients!" The middle-aged man shook his head and replied in English.

When Xia Yu listened, she felt interesting.

Debate in the street?

It seemed that it was more than that. They squeezed into the inner layer and saw the young man and the middle-aged man facing each other. There was a small stall next to it, and a smiling old man sat behind the stall.

The old man watched from the wall, and the booth was displayed with handwritten English signs:

Recipe revision plan is recruited.

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