See Jigu's Food Fighting Daily Fan

"Interim students, I'll let you see, a miscellaneous fish like you, the highest-grade ingredient that can't be used in a lifetime. Open your eyes and look at it, this is the ultimate meat!"

With that said, Mito Yumei walked to a shelf she had prepared, and pulled the black cloth covered on it forcefully. As the black cloth slipped, it revealed the true colors of the ingredients hanging in it. It was a whole head slaughtered. , The mature beef.

Seeing Mito Yumei so proud and directly took out the entire cow, Konishi on the sidelines exclaimed: "As expected of Mito Yumei, he took out the entire A5 wagyu!"

While talking, Mito Yumei drew out the disintegration knife tied to his thigh, and slashed it at the A5 Wagyu hanging there.

Mito Yumei's movements are like Zhang Fei's threading a needle. The seemingly heroic chop can accurately shave excess fascia and fat with every cut, which is amazing.

In the end, Mito Yumei removed a section of sirloin (the sirloin on the upper waist of the cow) covered with snow patterns from the whole cow.

Looking at the Sharon in her hand, the people in Ji Xing Liao who came to the stands to cheer for Xingping Chuangzhen were all nervous for Xingping Chuangzhen.

Daigo Aoki, who always wears a vest regardless of the heat or cold, exclaimed, "I have never seen beef with such fine fat texture!"

Sato Shoji, who always confronted him, didn't say anything against him, and said, "Yes, whether it is fat or meat itself, it's amazingly shiny!"

Marui Zenji on the side pushed his glasses and said, "Sirloin (the homophonic sound of Sirloin in English) was just loin in the earliest days. According to legend, King Henry VIII of England was impressed by the deliciousness of the sirloin steak. I think he is the best part of a cow, so it was given the title of Sir (Jazz), which evolved into its current name. And the beef in Mito Yumei's hands is undoubtedly the best sirloin."

Mito Yumei on the field stroked the cut sirloin and smelled it, nodded in satisfaction, and said to himself with a slight color: "What a good boy, the meat will continue to be produced during the maturation process. Glutamic acid and other delicious ingredients, this faintly itchy sweet taste is the proof of maturity, let me use my wonderful handwork to cook you into delicious."

With that said, Mito Yumei first melted a large piece of butter in a pan, then put a whole piece of meat in the pan, and scooped the butter in the pan evenly on the surface of the meat with a spoon.

Such an operation can form a protective layer on the surface of the meat to block the gravy, preventing the gravy in the meat from losing in the next cooking.

In an instant, the venue was filled with the rich aroma of butter and beef fat mixed, and the audience in the stands were intoxicated, and the secretion of saliva in the mouth was unconsciously accelerated.

Then, Mito Yumei adjusted the direction of the whole piece of meat, put it in the oven, and began to roast the whole meat.

After completing these steps, Mito Yumei looked in the direction of Xinghei Chuangzhen: "Okay, now just wait for the end of the roasting time, let me see what happened to the transfer students."

At this time, Xing Ping Chuang was really chopping onions like slashing his father and enemies, even if the onions in one pot had been piled up into a hill, but he still had no intention of stopping.

After a while, Xingping Chuangzhen finally cut all the onions, and stretched his hand to the other ingredients he prepared.

"Ah, Kohei-kun seems to be taking out the prepared meat. Let's take a look. What kind of meat will he use to fight Mito-san's A5 Wagyu?"

Kawashima Rei’s commentary succeeded in drawing the audience’s attention to Koping Chuangzhen. He took out a plastic bag with the name of the supermarket from the fresh-keeping box, and then took out a white box and placed it inside. On the table, the box contained a sliced ​​steak, and the words "700 yen", "half price discount" and so on were written on the box.

Seeing this, both the audience and Mito Yumei were dumbfounded

"∑(O_O;) cheap...price...commodity?"

"⊙﹏⊙∥Half...Price...Sales?"

Seeing everyone froze there, Xingping Chuang really didn't know anything about himself, and flaunted with a smirk: "(∀) Ahaha, the supermarket happened to be doing special sales, I ran into it, Lucky!"

The words and deeds of Xingpingchang completely angered the audience in the stands. In an instant, spicy chickens such as notebooks, banana peels, and beverage bottles poured down into the arena like rain.

Rei Kawashima was so scared that while holding her head and squatting on defense, she shouted with the microphone, "Ah! Yali! Please stop!"

Rao Kawashima Rei tried his best to shout, and it took a while before the audience's anger subsided.

In the VIP room of Izumoliao, Liang Tian Huhu asked strangely: "Sen Luosang, you have already distributed the beef to him, why does he still offer such a bargain? Our ordinary beef cattle are produced. Although the meat is not as good as A5 Wagyu, it is also much better than what he holds."

Others also looked at Senluo, and Senluo shrugged helplessly: "According to the kid himself, the essence of rice bowls lies in the three elements of cheapness, convenience and deliciousness, so they can only be made with the cheapest ingredients. Only by cooking and defeating the opponent can the opponent be convinced."

Hearing what Sun Luo said, everyone instantly understood: "If you take a lot of money, that kid is really entangled in a strange place. But it has persistence and a particular character is not bad."

However, his entanglement has also been recognized by many martial artists present.

What they don’t know is that Xingping Chuangzhen originally wanted to use the meat distributed to him by Sun Luo, but last night, in order to cheer for Xingping Chuangzhen, the Ji Xingliao gang organized a victory celebration party for him in advance. A group of people drank the juice made of rice, and dizzyly distributed Sen Luo to Xingping Chuangzhen meat to make the establishment.

Xingping Chuangzhen got up early this morning and saw that the meat was gone. Fortunately, Xiaoxi still had some money, so he had enough materials to use before the game.

Mito Yumei on the court saw that Xingping Chuangzhen actually took out such a thing to compare with herself, and snorted coldly, and said, "Huh, transfer student, I advise you not to compare, just pack up your blanket and get out of Yuan Yue Right."

After speaking, Mito Yumei saw that the roasting time was almost up, so he returned to his cooking table and took out the beef from the oven.

On the VIP table, Erina Nagiri looked at everything on the court with a happy face, and asked the secretary on the side: "Hisago, what do you think is supporting Mito's Yumei cuisine."

The secretary replied uncertainly: "It should be the strange force that can quickly dismember large pieces of beef?"

Nakiri Kikki Erina nodded: "You are right to say so, but her real strength is the delicate sense that is contrary to this brute force, which is the so-called sensitivity. Her sensitivity can even make She can accurately measure the temperature of the cooking with her lips. When Mito Yumei touches the meat, her delicateness will shine. Look at her actions when handling the meat, it's like flowing water. The pianist playing solo, I seem to have heard the meat concerto flowing from her fingertips."

If Senluo is here, he will definitely complain: "Are you sure this is not because the temperature is hot, so you can't keep pressing it?"

The secretary listened to Nagiri Erina's wonderful metaphor, "Oh", and looked at Mito Yumei on the court half-heartedly.

I saw that Mito took an iron stick and stabbed it into the roasted beef, then pulled out the iron skewer and leaned against his lips to feel the temperature.

"The meat's heart temperature should be 64 degrees now, no, 65 degrees, OK, it's a perfect heat, I must dedicate this victory to Miss Erina."

With that, Mito Yumei took out a kitchen knife and began to slice the roasted ground beef into thin slices.

After the cut, Mito Yumei once again looked at the other side, who was bowing his head and working hard.

"What? Why are you still here as a transfer student? You are much more honest now. Where has the momentum gone a few days ago?"

In the face of Mito Yumei’s ridicule, Kohei Sakuma did not respond. Seeing the silent Kohei Sakuma, Mito Yumei "cut" and said, "You are still talking, don't you even dare to do this? Really? Useless!"

When it came to this, Xingping Chuangzhen had to speak, "I don’t have to say anything more, because after a while, my rice bowl will make you speechless. Moreover, there is too much nonsense in the kitchen. The chef, his cooking skills are untrustworthy, this is common sense.” After speaking, Xingping Chuangzhen put his index finger to his mouth playfully and made a "hush" action.

Mito Yumei was really blushing by Xinghei Chuang, but she couldn't find a reason to refute, so she cursed, "Are you bastard looking down on me..."

Before he finished speaking, Xingping Chuangzhen's pan shook, and the chopped onion that was being fried gave out a strange fragrance.

The nearest Mito Yumei was the first to bear the brunt, and was enveloped by the fragrance. Instantly Mito Yumei blushed unconsciously and clamped her legs, and made a gasping voice that did not match her style: "Ah! This guy! ...What the hell...what did you do?"

After speaking, Mito Yumei was worried that she would not be able to support it any longer, so she ran back to her cooking table and started the final arranging work.