wjnovel Chapter 986 I won't give you food
Chapter 986 I won't give you food
Chapter 986 I won't give you food
Afterwards, the taste changed again. The unique delicate taste of sweetfish and the faint sweetness finally evaporated. It is different from the smoothness of fatty meat, which are two completely different feelings.
Totally the ultimate enjoyment.
At this moment, he felt the liveliness of the sweetfish, as if he had turned himself into sweetfish. He shivered in the cold winter sea at first, and then felt the heavenly feeling of life revived in the spring. He jumped up and saw the surrounding people The spectacle of blooming flowers.
"It's so delicious. The fish fillet is so soft and tender, and it's also mixed with ice cubes and bamboo shoots. The three feelings are constantly changing, making people feel like spring is blooming."
Guan Shouping looked down at the food, couldn't help picking up a piece, put it in his mouth, and continued talking while showing an expression of enjoyment.
"Sure enough, the ice cubes and fish fillets are fused together, and I felt a bone-chilling chill just after entering the mouth, and because I had some bamboo shoot paste on it before, the next step is the smell of bamboo shoot paste, which is different from mustard but It also has a unique aroma, which stimulates the sense of taste and smell, which makes me feel the revival of spring, followed by delicate sweetfish."
Guan Shouping had already eaten more than ten slices of sweetfish sushi in one sitting, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really delicious, but it's a pity that I won't be able to eat such delicious things next time."
He has some regrets.
Seeing this comment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Some of the students who were mocking Yang Ming before felt a little burning on their faces, as if they had been slapped severely. The reason for the evaluation.
What's more, they misunderstood Yang Ming before. If Yang Ming was the first to cook, then after Guan Shouping tasted his dishes, would Guan Shouping still have feelings for other sushi dishes? ! !
This made the few students who passed the assessment secretly feel lucky, and looked at Yang Ming with gratitude.
Takmi was also convinced by Yang Ming in his heart at this moment. Guan Shouping was absolutely impossible to tell lies, and in the previous production process, he could also see where the gap between himself and Yang Ming was. However, he was still a little unconvinced, "I Can I have a taste?"
"Huh? This is Yang Ming's cooking for me." Guan Shouping had an expression of not wanting to give him.
"...Just one piece is fine, I want to taste it." Tacomi's complexion also turned a little reddish.
Guan Shouping took a careful look at Takmi, a little hesitant.
"It's okay, if you need it, I can do it for you at any time." Yang Ming was a little funny at Guan Shouping's behavior, he is really a big eater.
"Really?" Guan Shouping's eyes lit up, and then he said generously, "Then you can eat it, but there is only one slice!"
"..." Takmi was about to be told to cry by Guan Shouping, he nodded, then picked up a piece of fish fillet, dipped it in bamboo shoot mud very seriously, and slowly put it in his mouth.
When he just put it in his mouth, he also made a voice similar to that of Guan Shouping, "Oh!"
Takmi closed her eyes, and couldn't help but whisper, "How could sweetfish be so delicious! And why would I think of the past..."
When I was in Italy in the cold winter, when I was in Florence with my brother, I walked forward step by step, and the howling cold wind came over, making people feel chills unconsciously, and then he opened the door and entered the uncle’s room. In the dining room, he and his younger brother couldn't help but enjoy the warmth from the stove.
"I lost." He couldn't help but whispered.
But when he finished speaking, he was surprised to hear the sound of cutting vegetables. He turned his head and saw that there were still people cooking.
At this moment, there are only 15 minutes left before the assessment time limit.
Xing Ping Chuangzhen is still making his own cooking in the face of Yang Ming's amazing cooking and the imminent time limit.
"Is it too late?" Takumi looked at Xinghei Soma.
When Xing Ping Chuangzhen heard this, he turned his head and showed a confident smile, "15 minutes is enough, if you let the customers wait for 15 minutes in the restaurant, all the customers will run away!"
Hearing this, Yang Ming also showed a smile.
Indeed, the chef of the restaurant must do it quickly and well, which is the most important thing.
And Xing Ping Chuangzhen has always cooked in the way of a professional chef, which is also his strength and his shortcoming.
If you want to reach a higher stage, you can't just rely on a solid foundation, you must make your own signature dish.
I guess this is also one of the goals of Xinghei Joichiro to let his son come to Totsuki, right? !
Xingping Chuangzhen's cooking process is also very simple, and the speed is not much slower than Yang Ming's.
He first smashed the persimmon seeds, and the sound of collisions could be heard endlessly, when the persimmons were broken into peanut-sized pieces.
At this time, I started to clean up the char, and cut the fish across with light movements.
"Egg whites and yolks are handled separately!"
While cooking, Xingping Chuangzhen shouted at his teammates.
"Ah..." The student was obviously a little nervous. He handled the eggs in a hurry, and raised his head to look at the time from time to time, obviously flustered.
Xing Ping Chuangzhen walked over, "Let me do it."
"Okay, okay, what should I do then?" The student looked at Xing Ping Chuangzhen and asked anxiously.
"Go find salad oil."
Xing Pingchuang said without raising his head, that at some point, he had already processed the eggs.
At the moment, he was stirring the egg yolk, and when he saw the other party bring over the salad oil, "Pour in 2 tablespoons."
It seems that Xingping Chuangzhen's calmness and calmness also affected the other party. The student obviously calmed down a lot, and he poured salad oil into it carefully.
As the salad oil is poured in, the sauce gradually becomes a little viscous.
At this moment, Xing Ping Chuangzhen put the sliced fish into the sauce to make its smooth surface sticky, and then covered the surface with smashed persimmon seeds.
"What a skillful move." Takumi muttered to himself, "He should also be a professional chef, right?"
"That's right, Chuangzhen has about ten years of cooking experience in Xingping." Yang Ming walked over.
"Ten years?" Takomi looked at Xingping Chuangzhen's eyes slightly changed, "It's longer than me? But Xingping? What kind of restaurant is this restaurant?"
"It's just a restaurant by the side of the road, but don't underestimate him." Yang Ming said with a smile, but his eyes still fell on Xingping Chuangzhen, or in terms of movements, the powerful Sharingan made him easily put Xingping Genuine recipe copy.
(End of this chapter)