Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

It's different!

Refreshing!

When the cake was imported, the five judges seemed to have gone to the Mediterranean coast in an instant, standing in a seaside manor planted with lemon trees, opening their arms as if to embrace the blue ocean in front of them.

"Overwhelming lemon flavor..."

Dojima Gin put down the silver spoon and carefully observed the snow cake with a missing corner on the plate. He was suddenly moved and said, "It turns out that the cake has a fourth layer, which breaks common sense. Then, what exactly is this golden compartment?"

Takmi's eyes were firmly locked on the young lecturer in the middle, and he was overjoyed when he saw him put down his spoon and raised his head in satisfaction.

"That's lemon curd."

Xia Yu replied with a smile: "This seasoning originated in Britain. Use a whisk to mix the eggs, lemon juice and other ingredients thoroughly, and heat them over water to form a paste-like object."

"This curd exudes the elegant sweetness of lemon, which gradually melts in the mouth, and merges with the fine-structured whole egg sponge cake..." Xia Yu chased the aftertaste in his mouth.

Hearing this, a group of people in the audience quietly wiped their saliva.

"But it's more than that!"

Indira said suddenly, pointing to the thin slice of fruit on the surface of the cake, and said condensedly: "This slice of lemon peach is also the key to creating freshness and deliciousness!"

"and……"

Speaking of this, she paused and stared at Takmi: "This lemon curd is specially made by you on the spot!"

"In addition to regular eggs, sugar, and cream, there are also lemon juice and lemon zest."

"But the lemon juice and lemon zest here refer to the juice and zest of "lemon peach"!"

"Lemon Peach" is a well-known fantasy fruit.

Even in some high-end supermarkets, you can buy lemon peaches in vacuum packaging.

It looks like lemon on the outside and peach on the inside. It tastes sweet and sour and has an incredible taste.

Takumi actually used "lemon peach" to make a special seasoning with his own brand?

Yuanyue students were frightened.

Even the teachers who came to the meeting to observe in person were amazed.

This student is not easy!

"Hahahaha..."

Suddenly, Misaku Subaru covered his face and let out a weird laugh. It took a long time to stop smiling and said coldly: "Actually, Aldini, I believe you very much. I believe you can surrender and use the "Lemon Peach" provided by Lecturer Xia. "And you finally didn't let me down..."

"Do you want to fight the lemon flavor? Use special lemon condensed milk to enhance the refreshing and mellow flavor of lemon, what a pity, what a pity..."

Misaku Subaru said and laughed again.

Humph!

The confident expression solidified, Takumi's forehead was dripping cold sweat, his fists clenched, "Why are you... why are you laughing?!"

"Aldini, you have your treatment of "lemon peach", and I also have my treatment of fantasy fruits!"

Misaku Subaru sank and said, "Pickled lemon!"

"I marinated the fruit slices with salt for two days and two nights, and then I crushed them into powder and added them to the cake as a seasoning. In this way, the "lemon peach" can be further integrated into my cooking!"

At this point, Meizuo Subaru, who has the nickname of the'Complete Stalker', finally showed his sharp fangs!

"I have seen everything about you!"

"It's really upright and cute. Turning around in my hand, I like the way you struggle to survive! But the ultimate winner must be me!" Misaku Subaru said in a gloomy voice.

The venue was dead.

Yuanyue student covered his mouth and looked scared.

The five reviewers were silent, seeming to acquiesce in Misaku Suba's excellence.

Sweat still oozes from his forehead.

However, Takumi dropped his hole slightly, his face blankly expressionless, and said, "Oh, sure enough, someone reminded me that everything I have will be controlled by you!"

"Ok?!"

Mei Zuoang put a smile away, faintly aware of something wrong.

"Yes, you understand my personality."

"But you... are too smug!"

Takumi went back and forth, brought the sixth set of cake, and handed it to Misaku Subaru, his lips curled up with a cold, wise arc: "Taste it, you will know after eating it! There is one thing you can’t There is no way to copy it!"

Grunt.

After swallowing, Misaku Subaru held the silver spoon tremblingly, and scooped up a small spoonful of snow cake.

Eat--

That ugly face was full of incredible colors.

"Welcome to my hometown, Florence."

On the terrace of a small building on the banks of the Arno River, Misaku Subaru appeared here. It was the evening when the city full of literary atmosphere was shrouded in sunset. The city a little farther away, with the lights on, the sky was dyed red.

The blonde boy was framed on the terrace with his back to the beautiful Pleiades. While focusing on realistic oil paintings depicting the city, he said in a erratic voice: "Florence was the most famous art capital in Europe from the 15th to the 16th century. It is the origin of the Renaissance..."

"See the other side of the river?"

Mizuoka Subaru uncontrollably cast his sight on the brightly lit opposite shore.

"My restaurant, Aldini, is there—"

His eyes suddenly became like eagle eyes, and the scenery on the other side of the river gradually became clear. Mizuo Ang saw the sign of the'Aldini' restaurant and saw the guests enjoying the food in the restaurant.

One after another with a smile, showing contented faces, for some reason, Mei Zuoang was shocked.

A melodious guitar melody played by the river.

On the corner of the street not far from the terrace, entertainers were playing, attracting a lot of onlookers.

"I want to portray my hometown more realistically--"

"I want more people to know Italian food!"

The blond boy with his back to Mizuo Subaru finally put down his oil pen, he turned around, and Mizuo Subaru was able to see the completed oil painting clearly.

A classic city dyed red at sunset!

The melody gradually disappeared, and when Mizuo Subaru became sober, his whole body was petrified, standing still.

"The result can be announced."

Xia Yu retracted her gaze, and the staff sent brushes and blank scrolls to the five judges.

So, the five people all wrote down the name of the winner——

Tacmi Aldini!

With a score of five to zero, crush to win!

No one thought it was the result.

The hostess Kawashima Rei shook her head and hurriedly handed the microphone to the chief judge: "Lecturer Xia, can you talk about the key to Takumi's victory?"

"I don't have much to say, just talk about cooking. The two of them don't distinguish between high and low, and the difference is negligible." Xia Yu said calmly, pointing to his own heart, "but here is what distinguishes chefs. ."

"The same dish, as long as you use your heart, you can taste a thousand different flavors."

"Mind, mark!"

Xia Yu said slowly.

"Let me add a few words."

Tamagawa Ayaka took the initiative: "Mizaku Subaru's snow cake, I have nothing to say in terms of technique, perfect test composition."

"However, Tacmi's cake is just a essay in Florence, or his essay on his hometown. It has rich and moving connotations. It is obvious which is better."

Indira said: "In fact, their control of "lemon peach" is evenly divided. Some five or six-star chefs may not be able to use "lemon peach" to cook such desserts!"

"Personal imprint, the chef's characteristics, immediately let the dishes have a surging life!"

Masato Kanbara smiled, sighed and said: "If it were not for busy work, I would really like to book a ticket to Italy on the spot, to the origin of the Renaissance, to the art capital, and have a good trip!"