Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Chawanmushi, which is Japanese steamed egg, a kind of Dongying flavor snack, is famous. Many customers go to Japanese food stores to eat more raw and cold seafood such as sashimi. At this time, order a bowl of hot steamed egg to eat, warm your heart and stomach , Don't mention the happiness.

To be specific, there is no substantial difference between the steaming in a tea bowl and the general steamed egg, but the container is slightly special, and the tea cup is used.

And when it comes to chawanmushi, why should it be linked to the thick Japanese breeze? Here, I have to mention the soup just mixed with the egg liquid, which is a very representative bonito soup from Dongying. At first glance, the soup is plain and mild. But it's not the case when you really taste it, the mouth will be occupied by a deep aftertaste.

Bonito, or bonito, so-called bonito flakes, is bonito flakes.They are actually a kind of thing.

Speaking of technical content, chawanmushi is a home-made snack, but any housewife who knows how to cook can cook it and serve it on the table, and the taste is not bad.

Therefore, knowing that the hostess will use this snack as her own virgin maiden, everyone present was whispering.

"Too ordinary!"

"The recipe is ordinary! The ingredients are ordinary!"

"Yeah, if you can't bring forth the new from the old, or give the cuisine a deep connotation, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Master Ryoko to get the approval of the four!"

Voices are expressing concerns.

At this time, Xia Yu noticed a ridiculous glance that swept across, and Lei Zhe wanted to make trouble again, his eyes clearly written contempt for the heroine's work.

From the perspective of culinary skills, he is indeed qualified to despise the heroine who has not been officially promoted.

Xia Yu only chuckled secretly, and silently moved his lips towards Lei Zhe: "Let's wait and see!"

While waiting, half an hour passed unconsciously.

Steamed eggs are boiled on high heat, and they can be served in 10 minutes at most. But the temperature of steamed eggs is also a science. Even students in the middle school of Yuanyue will not use high fires. This will often cause the custard to grow old. Restore the delicate taste of this book.Such a dish completely collapsed.

The hostess will use a charcoal stove to cook for half an hour, the efficiency is actually quite high.

Click!

The sound of rolling bamboo curtains in the room.

The curtains facing the jade bath of Shinjuku Gyoen are all stretched up and curled under the eaves, so the night view of the courtyard gradually spreads out in the eyes of the guests.

In that direction, the lights are faint, the shadows of the trees are whirling, and the rustle of leaves is brought up by the wind, and it is a picturesque atmosphere.

The atmosphere was created, and young women in kimono began to serve dishes.

Each table, according to the number of people, was assigned a Japanese-style teacup steamed with a teacup. Finally, when the maid removed, the number of teacups was just enough, no more, no less.

The hostess will kneel and sit at the bar as usual, looking up at the four giants in the first seat.

No one rushed to move, and the room fell silent.

"Chawanmushi?" Yizhen, the host of Shilin Temple, said with a smile, "Ryoko, tell me why you choose this popular recipe!"

"We need an explanation!" The Master Yuchuan said with a cold face.She had a stern face with white eyebrows, and she would put on a posture without anger.

Senzaemon and the goddess Chiyo are also watching the heroine.

The whole house is watching her.

"Popular recipes?" Ryoko Lina's lips curled up slightly, as if smiling. Her gaze first swept over Xia Yu, who was also looking at her from the side of the main seat, her eyelashes moved and she lowered her eyes and said softly: " But it is such an ordinary and ordinary recipe, which carries my most precious memory!"

memory?

Everyone looked at Xia Yu when the heroine was speaking, and their faces were not quite right.

Behind Senzaemon, sisters Erina and Alice, and sisters Tamagawa next to him, stared at Xia Yu with exaggerated eyes, as if they were looking at a big bastard who had broken up.

"Hey Hey hey!"

Xia Yu and Lei Zhe could talk and laugh happily with their eyes, but they couldn't stand this strange gaze attack.

He knows the story behind these words.

When the hostess taught him the two recipes of "Sukiyaki" and "Chawan Steam", Xia Yu listened to her and opened her mouth to listen to a story.

Looking at Xia Yu, whose eyes were fidgeting for help, Ryoko Lina wrote a playful smile in her eyes.

She whispered: "Chawanmushi, simple and ordinary, is loved by women and children in the Japanese cuisine culture. But when I was a kid, I hated the cooking of eggs and everything. And my mother is one A very good chef, in order to change my picky eating problem, she changed the way to cook chawanmushi..."

As he said, the hostess slowly stretched out her hand and lifted the lid of a tea cup in front of her, and suddenly steam overflowed.

The hot steam feels tender at this time.

Sniffing the taste in the air, the hostess will show a soft smile that she has never had before, "This memory, and the things my mother left me...I gave it to this teacup steamed egg!"

"Try it—"

The hostess made her voice soft, and when she finished speaking, she used a spoon to squeeze out a ball of custard and put it into her mouth. There was a flash of water in the corner of her eyes.

The smell of mother?

Somehow, Senzaemon, Dojima Gin, Masato Kanbara, Sota Aoki, as well as Raizhe, Catherine, and Andrea, all cast strange glances at Xia Yu.

"Isn't this similar to the connotation of "Tofu Trio"?" Dojima's brow furrowed.

Even Xia Yu himself shook his heart.

The hostess also tasted his tofu dishes that night, did she understand her unique "food righteousness"?

Mysterious!

Xia Yu was the first to not believe it.

"it's wired……"

The murmur had a voice that couldn't be suppressed, but it came from his side.

Tamagawa Meisa pressed one hand on the lid of the teacup, her palm was shaking, and her arm was trembling obviously, and even her left hand on the skirt tightly tightened the corner of the skirt.

"Voice!" she murmured, "a vague voice said, she, she wants to see me!"

"Very familiar, is that mother?"

"Where are you? Wait!"

In the end, I couldn’t control the eagerness to see the precious person, Tamagawa Misaka uncovered, steam rushed over her face, the taste of the food swept across her cheeks, tears like broken pearls, drop by drop on the table on.

Sister Tamagawa has an extraordinary talent for hearing, she can "hear" the food without having to taste it.Tamagawa Ayaka also had a similar reaction, covering her mouth, her eyes widened unimaginably.

She also lifted the lid of the tea cup.

In the cup, the surface is smooth and delicate, like a steamed egg with jade.

Tamagawa Misa stared blankly at the tea cup, and a woman's shadow appeared in her vision, smiling at her, and whispering softly: "I want to see you—"

at this time.

Xia Yu couldn't bother to observe other people's reactions, and his eyes were firmly attracted by the tea cup in front of him.

The steamed egg is very beautiful.

Obviously ordinary snacks, passed through the delicate hands of the heroine, are shining and have a strange charm like gems.

With a solemn complexion, he lowered a spoon to buckle out a piece and sent it into his mouth.

Uh!

It's like a steaming cloud entering the mouth. The teeth and tongue can't stop this nihilistic thing. It slips directly into the esophagus, and it freezes and melts like a soup, so a comfortable heat flow develops. Xia Yu trembled, her eyes shocked.

"This feeling……"

The steamed egg is undoubtedly very, very delicious. The taste of the egg is mixed with the bonito soup. It is sweet but not frivolous. It has a deep aftertaste in the mouth.

But at this moment, what it was like, under the "hot" sensation of cold soup, was all subconsciously ignored by Xia Yu.

Warm is better than everything!

Xia Yu was shocked, and said in secret, "Is this the "Shi Yi" that really hatched?"

Warmth is just the appearance of "food righteousness", it is only sublimated by "food righteousness". This kind of taste abruptly overwhelms everything else in the cooking. The ultimate taste and the multi-layered taste structure are defeated by the heat.

It is precious, with mysterious magic that makes the heart tremble and cry.

The hand holding the silver spoon began to tremble uncontrollably.

The next spoonful might happen to something she couldn't stop, but Xia Yu still couldn't help taking the spoon down and took the second bite.

"boom!"