Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

There was a round of applause.

After seeing who was applauding, after a long time, Zhao Ji suddenly turned red.

This applause is more valuable than the self-confidence that defeated Xingping Chuang.

"10 chefs, 10 dishes, but almost all of them are served at the same time. This precision... is exercised by sweat and passion for cooking!"

Xia Yu gave an applause: "Awesome!"

seeing is believing.

Even if this scene is in the original book, he was shocked by seeing it with his own eyes.

Nagiri Erina, who visited the school festival venue and dispatched work with him for the past two days, fluttered her nose lightly, sniffing the smell, glanced over the plates of mapo tofu on the table, and couldn't help but whispered: "More than that. The time is almost the same, and the taste is not bad!"

After a long time, Teruki straightened my chest.

Ten teenagers in the club lined up behind the dining table with their hands under their hands. Some of them couldn't control their inner emotions. Because they were praised by their idols, their bodies shuddered with excitement.

"how about it!"

Standing still, Xingping Chuangzhen asked. At this time, Xingping Chuangzhen had already taken a spoon, tried several plates of Mapo tofu one after another, sweat dripping from his forehead.Jiu I Zhao Ji sneered, "I have given my new understanding of the "spicy" and "ma" of Sichuan cuisine to these Jiu Ji Liu Ma Po Tofu!"

New understanding!

Xing Ping Chuang couldn't help it, and he took the spoon again, his cheeks bulged.

Just after eating, his tongue was burned with hot and spicy food, and his entire mouth was twitching, but before he let out a hot and spicy exclamation, a mysterious organ on his tongue seemed to be pried away!

boom!

Spicy, hemp, and soup are mixed on the tongue at this moment, forming a wonderful symphony of passion. Xingping Chuangzhen is captured by the taste of the layers.

For a long time, Xingping Chuangzhen put down his spoon and did not dare to say: "These 10 tofu dishes are of the same quality, and... it is not the same dish as Xingping's Mapo tofu!"

As a popular restaurant, Xingping Restaurant also has Mapo Tofu on the menu.

"Hum hum!"

For a long time, my tail will be up to the sky.

"In the past, my understanding of Shuchuan cuisine was to dominate the tongues of diners with domineering spicy and hemp, but now, my new understanding is to use hot, spicy, and hemp to weave a symphony of passion, you Do you feel that your tongue has sunk uncontrollably and is captured?"

Xingping Chuangzhen lowered his head.

He couldn't help tracking the taste of "passionate love" in his mouth, ah, the whole body seemed to be sucked in by a honeypot, but in this jar, there is no sweet honey, but it burns the skin and makes people happy and enjoy it. Chili oil.

"Xingping-san..."

Tian Suohui, who is kind-hearted, casts a worried look at his partner in Ji Xingliao.

Miyoko Hojo murmured: "A new understanding? Turning domineering domination into a captive reverb like love? From domination to captive..."

Domination, domineering.

Captive, sweet.

Xia Yu didn't expect that after returning from an internship in her own store, I would be completely reborn in Zhaoji's cooking style.

Moreover, he discovered that Jiu Wo Zhaoji seemed to have faintly grasped the key to the ultimate taste. This key has a flash of chef characteristics. This is a treasure that belongs to him alone. Collecting three such treasures is the top of the Lin level. chef.

Very spicy, little yellow hair!

With an inner compliment, Xia Yu stepped forward and sipped it with a spoon.

After a while, he shook his head and put down the porcelain spoon.

"Sure enough, the craftsmanship of these youth clubs, although they have been trained for a long time, have a solid foundation, but lack the spiritual flash of genius... In other words, they are just mass-produced dishes for the crowded guests!"

I gave a proper evaluation in my mind.

"Lecturer, how's it going?" For a long time, Zhao Ji left Xingping Chuangzhen and asked with a shy face.

Xia Yu said without a word: "Such dishes are barely enough to meet the guests at the "School Festival"..."

"But ah!"

He paused and glanced at Xingping Chuangzhen, who was still sinking into the "red oil honeypot" world, "If it is used to bet against Xiao Xingping, there is a possibility of losing."

"what?"

"Lost? How can he win by himself?"

I laughed loudly for a long time.

Xia Yu shook his head.

In the original book, after a long time, Zhaoji overturned, but it was not lost to Xingping Chuangzhen alone, but to him and his group of friends.

In a sense, Jiu Wo Zhaoji and his Chinese Cooking Research Association are indeed impossible to lose against one person.

"Let's improve the dishes, so your store will have the dishes of the town store." Xia Yu said, making Jiu Zhaoji's expression collapse, "Improve?"

His eyes widened and his breathing was hot.

"Lecturer, can it really be improved?" His eyes fixed on Xia Yu.

"of course."

Xia Yu smiled.

Since Jiu Wo Teruji has touched the ultimate treasure house, he stood in the position of a mentor and would not mind pushing behind him.

The students are outstanding, don't you just explain the excellent lecturer from the side.

"Jiu Me, take a copy of exactly the same ingredients, and you will cook it yourself." Xia Yu raised her chin at the eighth seat of Jiu Wo Zhaoji.

"Good, good!"

I replied with excitement. After a long time, I will go back and put a large tray on the kitchen counter.

On the plate, there are peeled garlic, sections of fresh green onions, and dried red peppers.

Of course, the seasonings of Shuchuan cuisine, such as sweet noodle sauce and bean paste, are the same.It can only be said to be the boss of the Chinese Culinary Research Association, very professional.

Chop green onions, pat minced garlic, chop ginger, and twist the sauce bottle cap.

After a long time, I prepared the materials according to my schedule, and stood nervously in front of the cooking table, waiting for Xia Yu's instructions.

"Let's open the fire."

Xia Yu said, seeing that I was a little dazed by Zhaoji for a long time, he smiled and added: "Just follow the rhythm you are familiar with, when I don't exist. When I get to the place I should say, I will instruct—"

After a long time, I suddenly found myself as if I had returned to the mood when I first learned cooking.

The quiet eyes on the side made him feel a trembling heart.

But after all, he was one of the top ten. After taking a breath, the hand holding the pot and spoon changed from trembling slightly to completely calm!

"boom--"

This is the sound of flames roaring.

Turn on the fire, heat the pot, and use sesame pepper and chili sauce. For Teruki, who exercises day and night, these procedures are as natural as breathing. At this time, the young lecturer gave the first instruction:

"Strain out the peppers and chilies, and saute the scallions and ginger with red oil."

Ok?

His complexion changed slightly, and I followed Ji Yiyan for a long time.

"Pour minced pork."

Wow.

The minced pork enters the pot, and after a long time I stir-fry according to Ji, and the meat is fragrant.

"After 10 seconds, put the bean paste and stir fry, 20 grams!" Xia Yu's eyelids did not move, the flame of the cooking stove, the temperature of the pot, and the color of the pork in the pot. These information are provided by [Super Tactile] Capture and form detailed fire images.

But Jiu Wo Zhaoji's seemingly fluent cooking movements are actually very slow in Xia Yu's eyes, like a slide.

"Rice wine, 15 grams!"

This seasoning was obviously out of my preparations for a long time. He panicked, but fortunately, there was a bottle of cooking wine on the kitchen counter. He quickly poured it into the pot, sweating on his forehead.

enough!

You can only control the amount of seasoning by feeling and experience.

"Put the fermented black bean sauce, the amount is smaller, take a spoon or two, and lose about 5 grams."

"You can put tofu!"

"That's the broth? It's too thick. Mix it with the same amount of water and pour 300ml...Well, when the heat is up, add some soy sauce, about 10 grams, and some salt, and cook for another 3 minutes!"

For a long time, Zhao Ji was so busy and sweaty.

Finally, thicken the cornstarch with cornstarch, and sprinkle a layer of pepper noodles and chopped green garlic on the plate. This plate of Mapo tofu is complete.

"Boom--"

The sound of the pot and spoon falling.

I stared at my hands in a daze, and then I went to the tabletop plate of Mapo tofu with a unique taste and a sense of picture. For a long time, the memories of previous cooking flashed in my head.

Suddenly, there was a boom, and for a long time, I felt as if I had caught something.

"Where is it different..."