Rebirth as a Cooking God

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Morita is still describing his cooking skills in detail.

There are many ways to make this kind of dim sum, the most common is French Melaleuca, French Melaleuca Apple Pie.

If you don't have a solid noodles foundation, Zhenxi naturally can't make a thousand-layer pie with such a great taste.

As the outer layer that wraps the "secret garden", taste is of course very important.

In short, from the noodles to the finishing step of the Hollandaise sauce seasoning, this'stuffed puffed fish pie', full of details, just the crust and the processing method of the puffed fish fillets, you can hear the starry voice .

Cumbersome but delicate, dazzling, even suffocating skills!

finally.

Except for Yoshino Yuki, who finished his own portion, several other plates were filled with relatively complete and almost untouched ‘Crispy Fish Pies’.

"Actually, my recipe has also been improved, and salmon is the best main ingredient. I have tried to melt the yellowtail into the dish." Morita Masaru frowned, scanning a few barely moved. Plate, "Is it not delicious?"

"No, not!"

Tian Suhui's expression was about to cry and stuttered: "Yes, it's so delicious! Zhenxi sauce!"

"Then why did you only take a bite?"

For the unsuspecting doubts of Zhenxi, Yishihui, Tiansuohui, Tan Liangzi and others looked at each other.

"Now, Zhenxi sauce!" Ryanko, a girl with a big sister's character, smiled a little stiffly, and forcedly explained: "Because, because of eating your food, we are so happy... so we don't need to eat next! "

happy? Just cry, right?

Fortunately, Ping Chongzhen pouted.

Somehow, when he was cooking, he suddenly thought of the girl student who often came to Xingping Restaurant, the cute girl with refreshing short hair and beautiful big eyes.

Kurase is really beautiful.

Silently chanting the name, Xing Ping Chuang was a little fascinated.

He was awakened by a scream.

Looking around, Xingping Chuangzhen was also taken aback.

No sign of blackening, Morita Mori, holding the plate, chasing Tian Suhui, who panicked like a bunny, and forced Tian Suhui to the corner, using a fork to fork a cut piece of "shrimp fish pie", smiling. The ground was stuffed into Tian's mouth.

"Well!"

Tian Suhui's big eyes quickly burst into tears, "It's delicious, so delicious! But I really don't want to eat anymore!"

This is delicious tears, but also the fortunate tears that the mind is exported.

Upon seeing this, including Xing Ping Chuang Zhen, the crowd dispersed, and the scene was like a flock of frightened birds.

The crowd scrambled to flee, and the only star in the kitchen of Jixingliao was the collapse of Tian Suhui, and the blackened Morita Maki who fed her.

Another thing worth mentioning is that he said no to his mouth, but when Yishihui and Yuliangzi and others ran away, they took their dishes away.

There is no scheduled review session.

Ji Xing Liao Midnight Theater, came to an abrupt end.

...

Xia Yu funnyly turned off the phone video, turned his head to the stunned Aoki Aoki, shrugging.

Aoki Aoki brought back his expression, rubbing his chin and said, "When will my "ghost noodle monk" cuisine have such power. Let the diners enjoy it, but at the same time they are deeply afraid... happy and painful! "

"Absolutely not!" Xia Yu's mouth twitched. "Let's be happy all the way to the end, suffering or something, who loves to eat who eats!"

"It makes sense!"

Aoki Zong nodded too much, "Is it pure taste?"

He then touched his belly and said with a smile: "A plate of roasted chicken is just a sacrifice of teeth. I'll trouble you to make a few more luminous dishes. I will pay!"

"no problem!"

VIP VIPs sent to your door have no reason not to work. Xia Yu returned to the kitchen, started work, and worked!

...

Jixingliao, Room 205.

Two empty plates are placed on the table.

Yi Sehui and Xingping Chuangzhen sat on the floor face to face and knelt face to face for a long time before they digested and cleaned up the'Puffed Fish Pie' which brought them a shock.

Suck mouth, chase aftertaste in the mouth, fortunately, the whole person is sweet.

"Morita is amazing!" Xing Pingchuang really muttered.

"Yeah, a monster!"

Yishen Huigan felt the same, clenched the fork, "Careful cooking, with a strong chef's mind... She must definitely shine in the autumn selection!"

"Am I losing again?"

Xingping Chuangzhen lowered her face.

"Chuang Zhenjun, you lost to the chef's mind." Yi Shihui opened her mouth, and I don't know how to comfort him. You can only say this, "If you talk about cooking, you are free and eclectic, and The meticulous cooking skills of Zhenxi sauce have no obvious advantages or disadvantages."

"The key is the chef's heart!"

"This is also what I'm after!" Yi Shihui's face is complex, "The first guy on the table is taking the path of devoting himself and serving cooking. And Zhenxi sauce is taking a path of using food to convey love. "

"The first seat has comprehended the kitchen mind of'Serving', and the true hope of the future will also comprehend the kitchen mind of'Love'." Yi Shihui sighed, "This kind of chef's mind is really a foul!"

"Yes!"

Fortunately, Ping Chuang really has a similar relationship.

"I am afraid that only the "extreme" taste can suppress the dishes that have a heart..."

"Extreme taste? Don't think too much. Stand in front of you."

"Ok."

...

Early the next morning.

On the second day of school, Xia Yu got up early in the morning and prepared a sumptuous lunch for himself, then stepped on a bicycle and went to school leisurely.

In fact, there is nothing to say about leisurely daily life. However, it is worth mentioning that from today, when enjoying lunch in a corner of the campus, the figures of Sakamoto and Nishimura are also indispensable.

In addition to communicating with the kitchen **** space and practicing cooking, Xia Yu is also working hard to deepen his understanding of the "spices inequality".

In a certain day.

He chatted with Morita Maki on the line.

"Mr. Yagi cut Rina is really ruthless!" Morita said, "Today she had a halberd battle with Hao Tian Lin, the "Sumo Hotpot Research Association", and Ms. Rina's'Italian Sting Shrimp Dumplings' She almost won the battle without a blood blade... Then, the entire "Sumo Hotpot Research Society" was flattened by her!"

Morita also sent pictures.

Several of the personal photos of Rina cut Rina, which Xia Yu watched for a long time.

I have to say, put on the **** tongue of a white chef's suit~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has a kind of pure and clean temperament, the original long blond hair, bundled into a single ponytail, the whole person is refreshing and clean.

"The flower of the halberd has been racing to bloom, Zhenxi, you must continue to work hard!"

Xia Yu replied that Zhenxi then replied with a smiley expression, "Ayu, come on!"

Locking the phone's screen and stuffing it into his pocket, Xia Yu found that someone was poking his waist with a pen, and he could not help turning his head to see it, only to see Nishimura Yingqi frantically gestured to him with a look of anxiety.

The atmosphere in the classroom is a bit cold.

Uh.

Realizing what happened, Xia Yu looked up. Sure enough, the bald middle-aged male English teacher was on the podium, staring at him momentarily, "Classmate Xia Yu?"

Looking at the seat table, Xia Yu's name was found. The English teacher said with a straight face: "Please translate the short article I just spoke."

"All?"

"Correct."

Xia Yu picked up the textbook and began a smooth translation.

Sit back after a while and the class continues.

Xingcun Yingqi whispered next to her: "So you did attend the class!"

"Listen to the class?" Xia Yu shook his head, focusing on the draft book he had on hand, several pages of white paper, filled with various symbols or letters representing spices.

At the same time, in the kitchen **** space.

Let the system put a bottle of spices, these spice bottles lined up row by row, arranged neatly on the kitchen counter.

Xia Yu's eyes were covered with black cloth, standing in front of the kitchen counter, picked up a spice bottle at random, and sniffed the scent, "Well? Very rich lemon fragrance, but not dried lemon slices, there is a faint light Earthy and grassy smell..."

"It's lemongrass!"

"The answer is correct." The system said mechanically, "Please tell me how to use lemongrass."

So Xia Yu raised words and began a long discussion. (To be continued.)