Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

Chapter 930: Fantasy Feast (Part 2)

Liu Jing served a pot of wine.

This wine was stored in the cellar when his father, the chief executive Ju, went downstairs. In terms of quality, it was considered high-end wine. A bottle on the market was worth several thousand.

Why does a piece of stir-fried vegetables have such a poetic name as'Shepherd Boy Yaozhi Xinghua Village'?

Just as Lin Qingfeng said.

'Almond Cabbage' has a hint of natural wine.

Of course, there is bitterness, but it is mixed with slices of meat and dried plums, and the bitterness is strangely transformed into a delicious sweetness.

And the aroma of almonds is also mixed with the aroma of wine.

Served with a glass of wine...

A family of foreigners only feels that their heads are empty, and the weather is clear after rain, and the sound of a melodious flute is vaguely heard.They were in a field full of wild vegetables, and the smoke from the farm brought the tangy aroma of the farm’s small fried pork, which made people hungry.

"How about it, is this plate of vegetables worth 89 taels of golden arches?" Liu Ying broke quiet and grinned.

"value!"

"These vegetables are'almond cabbage', right? My goodness, this kind of vegetable is sold in European fantasy food supermarkets. Each is sold for 100 pounds. A cabbage can make at most two or three such stir-fries. Vegetables, why did you only bid 89 yuan?"

The middle-aged foreigner who looked like a professor opened his eyes and said inconceivably.

His son, a foreign brother who was very impatient just now, put down his chopsticks, held his mobile phone, attached a few pictures taken before on his personal social platform, and expressed his mood:

"OMG, God!!!"

"This is so delicious, I might have eaten Chinese vegetables with the taste of heaven!"

It’s a coincidence that this foreign guy is an internet celebrity on an overseas video website, and he has become popular with a series of tasting videos. This time he and his family will travel to China to taste authentic Chinese delicacies and update the plan with his video He was planning to continue to spit and spit out his tongue, but he did not expect a lot of complaints about the quality of service and the price of the dishes, all turned into praise.

The foreign brother stopped Liu Jing and Liu Ying.

"Can I still order the fried vegetables that I just did?"

The little brother pointed to the empty plate, and then pointed to the 4 bowls of hot rice on the table that did not move. The magic box named appetite was opened.

Liu Ying returned, placed the menu on the table, and opened it, referring to the above note, and said with a smile: "Please note, due to the tight relationship between the stock of ingredients and the supply chain, our dishes are provided in limited quantities. You can only order one dish per dish at the table, and we won’t accept multiple dishes!"

The family seems to understand but not understand.

Chen Yang smiled and translated it in a fluent foreign language, and the talent suddenly appeared.

Limited supply?

"Then let's order the remaining two dishes--" the foreign brother said.

They ordered 2 dishes, all of which are cheaper vegetables, and the remaining 2 dishes are meat dishes, with a full price tag of 269.

"Please wait."

Liu Ying recorded it and handed the note to Liu Jing, "Here, hand it to the kitchen."

The little fat man trot away immediately.

Eh?Liu Ying found that there were two more followers behind Little Fatty, Chen Yang and Lin Qingfeng. The two of them did not say hello, and went straight to the back kitchen. She hurriedly shouted: "The kitchen is a heavy place, no idlers should enter!"

Liu Ying blocked the way and watched the two of them vigilantly.

Chen Yang scratched his face in embarrassment, and said to Lin Qingfeng: "Mother, since it's a visit, I think it's better to call Xia Mowang."

Lin Qingfeng shook his head, "It's all here, it's not necessary."

"That'shepherd boy remotely pointing to Xinghuacun' is really the handwriting of Demon Xia?" The woman's eyes showed obvious confusion, and there was a trace of contempt. "If his food tyrant's cooking skills are limited to this, it would be too much. People are disappointed."

"Why put more sliced ​​pork and dried plums?"

"With his knowledge of Melk's spices and golden wheat, he won't even be able to deal with low-level fantasy vegetables, right? He can perfectly remove the bitterness of the heart with the help of food tyrants..."

Just in front of Liu Ying, treating the little girl like air,

"It seems that he has a problem with his understanding of food tyrants. Why is food tyrants domineering? Why do food tyrants chefs often pursue the original flavor of ingredients, rather than complex taste structures? I think his cooking skills are very Close to the dragon level, I want to come here to give him some tips." Lin Qingfeng paused, Huo Di turned around, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that the timing is wrong, wait for next time. Xiao Yang, let's go."

Mother said that when she changed her face, she changed her face. Apart from scratching her head, Chen Yang didn't know what to say.

"stop!"

Unexpectedly, a glutinous voice shouted, Chen Yang caught a glimpse of Liu Ying bulging, hands on hips, "I said you Obasan, did you make a mistake?"

"Who said that the dish is my master's handwriting?"

Liu Ying was very embarrassed.

She turned sideways and pointed to the kitchen, "Huh, I decided to let you visit the kitchen and see the truth!"

Chen Yang and Lin Qingfeng looked at each other in amazement, is there someone else in the chef?

While three people quietly stood in front of the kitchen, Xia Yu was also stepping up to cook the dishes ordered by the second table.

One is'Twisted Pork of Beef and Pork'

One is'Fried Anchovy Prawns with Expanding Energy'.

He made twice-cooked pork first, and Zhu Qing took the ingredients and laid hands on the side.

The sight outside the door is placed on the counter on the right hand side of the young chef. There are several plates stacked here, one of which is a thinly sliced ​​pork, which is steaming. Obviously, the normal twice-cooked meat recipe has been followed before slicing. In the process, the pork is first cooked in hot water.

"Did you see it!" Liu Ying said, "The three of them are all the chefs from Ju downstairs, headed by my master. The "Shepherd boy remotely refers to Xinghua Village" just now is Liu Lan, oh, it is Liu Chu's handwriting... "

Lin Qingfeng turned a deaf ear, staring at the pork slices on the plate.

The look in her eyes, or better to say, the eyes became wrong, there was a strange light, Liu Ying glanced over, and her heart suddenly tightened, feeling that this was a pair of eyes of insight.

Ok?Strangely, Liu Ying still found some brilliant colored spots in the woman's suddenly sharpened eyes.

Liu Ying followed her to look intently at the plate of pork slices, her thin eyebrows frowning.

Bare his teeth and said, "Where is the color?"

!

But at this time, the young chef suddenly poured half a spoon of golden fat into the heated Chinese wok, and the spoon knocked out of the iron pan a few times, and the sound came from this.

Then Liu Ying opened her eyes slightly, and a heat wave that caught her off guard, hit her face. The little girl's eyes and the reflected kitchen counter were already overwhelmed by the roaring flames.

In the flames, the Chinese iron pot, which was originally dark and shameless, began to turn red, as if it was placed in a charcoal pile and it was intentionally red!

"Red, red pot!"

The exclamation came from Zhu Qing.She looked at the pot and swiped it three or two times, and she was stunned by the anger.

Once he started cooking the dishes, Xia Yu was fully absorbed.

"Slices of meat—" he shouted.

Zhu Qing handed over the plate, "Here!"

Hey.

The slices of meat rolled in the red pot, and the smell of roasted meat came out like a gas bomb.

This aroma does not have a trace of burnt smell.

Look at the red pot, the temperature is still rising, the young chef holding a spoon, combined with the top pot skills, does not seem to have many esoteric cooking skills, but the fried meat slices fly up and down, and even carry a dazzling flame. There was no trace of burnt black.

Douchi, bean paste.

Put green and red peppers.

Before being out of the pot, Xia Yu shouted again: "Green garlic--"

Zhu Qing handed over the ingredients.

"boom"

Pieces of green garlic, mixed with pieces of meat in the flames, every time they are raised high by the wok, and then fall again, the picture is like countless small meteors carrying light hitting the earth.

Suddenly, the pot and spoon stopped, and the heavy wok also steadily fell back to the stove.

Xia Yu turned off the fuel valve and said with a relaxed expression, "'Biu and Pork's Twice-Boiled Pork' is complete and ready to serve!"

He raised the hot pot again, but this time it was serving.

The meat slices are poured on the white plate. What is amazing is that the stir-fry is so overbearing and fierce, but whether the green peppers, red peppers, and the last green garlic are brightly colored, they are not boiled. The terrible appearance of it is really beautiful.

There was a sound of swallowing saliva.

Liu Lan and Zhu Qing said in unison, "Is this still the twice-cooked pork in our impression?"

Zhu Qing's expression was even messy.

This time the cooked meat is different from the twice cooked meat that she has eaten before. No matter the appearance or smell, it makes people feel unspeakable fantasy.

At this time, Zhu Qing took one step with both hands and picked up the steaming meat dishes.

Chen Yang was dumbfounded to see his mother who broke in silently.

"?"

Xia Yu looked at this uninvited guest in astonishment, with a question mark on her forehead.

Zhu Qing obviously knew Lin Qingfeng, and she was surprised to hide, "It's you—"

Lin Qingfeng served the dishes, sniffed for a stronger taste, with a wonderful expression on her face:

"The perfect food tyrant dish!"

She quickly stretched out her hand. Before Xia Yu had time to stop her, she changed to a posture of holding the plate with one hand. With the other hand, she picked up a piece of hot meat, but the stealing hand just grabbed it. , A trace of indescribable heat swishes from the fingertips to the whole body.

The charming woman in cheongsam was instantly pierced by heat, her legs were clamped, her expression became unstable, her eyes filled with surprise.

But she still opened her mouth, and the roasted meat slices disappeared between her red lips.

Hey.

Lin Qingfeng seemed to hear the sound of her cheongsam cracking, and immediately panicked, covering the vital area with her hands.

"???"

Xia Yu looked like a black line.

This woman...who?

Eat stealthily, let's put down the dragon-slaying knife and talk, can we not put on such a twitchy and obscene posture?Seeing this mature and charming beauty, she is covering her breasts and hiding her body in front of her. Fortunately, she is in the private kitchen and outside the public environment. From the perspective of passers-by, just think about the picture... Xia Yu feels like she The suspicion of the perverted idiot can be regarded as unclear after jumping into the Yellow River.

There was a pain in the egg.

Wait, is the food okay?Xia Yu caught a glimpse of Zhu Qingduo's "Big Explosive Boiled Pork" in his hands, and immediately gave a thumbs up to praise his cleverness.

Before Xia Yu asked, Zhu Qing shouted: "Lin Qingfeng, why are you here?"

Liu Ying ran up, bowed her head in front of Xia Yu, and proactively admitted her mistake: "Mr. Xia, I only allow her to watch at the door. What didn't let her in...I was negligent!"

"Ahem."

Chen Yang also came over, bowing for ninety degrees and said helplessly: "Chef Xia, sorry to disturb you."

"Chen Yang?"

Xia Yu glanced at him strangely. At this moment, a hand clasped over and grabbed his forearm. There was an astonishing temperature. At the same time, a sultry breath approached, and there was a faint sigh:

"You surprised me..."

"I was originally skeptical of you using food tyrants to improve traditional recipes."

"The original version of this dish is "Blow-in-the-Boiled Pork", isn't it? The skill of eating righteousness, bursting flames, and the food control method of food tyrants, so integrated, unexpectedly burst out an incredible harmonious taste..."

The woman swayed.

She seemed to be drunk, her cheeks flushed, and she was full of flattery, and she stared at Xia Yu with her moist and bright eyes.

She even stretched out her green fingers, turned around in Xia Yu's heart, and said in a mature and seductive voice: "...Can I take a look at all the fantasy feast in your heart?"

"..."

Xia Yu was like an old monk, but in his heart he cursed the evildoer and ate me a stick, coughing, it seemed something was wrong.

His face moved.

"Um, Obasan, can you let go before you speak?"

Lin Qingfeng's charming face suddenly stiffened.