Rebirth as a Cooking God

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A group of people were disappointed, and Xia Yu didn't say much, so he moved a few small dishes with his left hand and placed them neatly on the kitchen counter, preparing the sauce with great interest, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and there was no tension in the halberd state. color.

"Then try mine first!"

Ichiro Haseya walked back to his kitchen counter and stood behind the oil pan.

The ingredients he prepared are mainly vegetables and fruits, but tempura is not a heavy-mouth cuisine. It focuses on the ingredients, keeping the original taste of the ingredients, the seasoning and dipping is simple, and the plate contains delicate sea salt. , A plate is filled with finely grated radish puree, of course, there is also lemon juice, which is mostly served with slightly greasy ingredients such as conger eel, Hasegu put this dip on the stage, the meaning is unknown.

The crowd turned to surround his kitchen counter.

On Xia Yu's side, only Maeda Morita and Yagi cut Rina.

"What do you eat?"

Hase smiled and asked Yuki Yoshino and Kobayashi gentian crowded at the forefront.

In front of him, there are two oil pans. It is worth noting that Haseya put the small pot filled with white slurry in a convenient position. This is the key to tempura.

"I want this, this... Um, there is no meat!" Yuki Yoshino seems hungry, covering her small belly, very distressed.

Kobayashi's gentian had sharp eyes and found a bag-like thing in all the ingredients. He immediately pointed and said, "Give me two Baizi tempuras first!"

"Ah, there are white people?"

Yoshino Yuki looked surprised.

The so-called Baizi, also known as Yubai, and the proverb is the essence of fish.

Baizi is a high-end ingredient in Japanese food, such as roasted fish white, such as Baizi sushi, such as Baizi tempura, etc., too much to eat, mainly dolphin and cod, do not think that it is disgusting, actually eat it Very very tender and extremely smooth, but the slight fishy smell is inevitable, this is the inherent original taste of the ingredients.

"I want Baizi tempura too!"

"I also want……"

Fortunately, Ping Chong really squeezed forward and ignored the anger of others.

Shinji Marui was originally in the front, but with his typical otaku physique, he was squeezed to the outermost by everyone, and he could only scream in angrily: "You can tell me some quality......"

But no one ignored him.

Maas and Elizabeth are also the masses of food.

Ichiro Haseya took it easy and used silver-colored steel chopsticks to pick up the fish-like nests of clumps, just brushed a layer of white slurry past, then stretched the chopsticks and dipped the fish white into the boiling oil pot.

The intentional person silently counted the time, about 23 seconds. When Ichiro Hase raised the chopsticks, the fish white was covered with a touch of golden yellow fried outerwear. At the same time, the rich umami taste deeply intoxicated a group of diners in front of the kitchen counter. Xianggong is sick

The efficiency is surprisingly high, but it gives people the feeling that they are not fast-tracking and have no smell of catching up.

This is the experience of Ichiro Haseya as a front-line chef.

He received guests at the "Canggu Wine Shop", and the battle was far more terrible than it is now.

On the plate, there were white paper pads, and a few white tempuras just out of the pan, steaming.

But there was no trace of oil on the paper.

From this detail, we can know the cooking skills of Ichiro Hase.

A smart Japanese chef, when cooking tempura, requires that the oil be cleaned. The tempura of ordinary restaurants must have printed countless oil stains on the pad paper, but in the private kitchen of the super chef This will happen, otherwise it is equivalent to failure.

"No wonder it has lemon juice!"

Kobayashi's gentian swallowed saliva and couldn't wait, picked up a ball of white tempura with chopsticks, dipped in some dipping sauce, and bit down!

Well!

The thin and brittle coat shattered when the teeth were pressed.

Excellent taste, powdery, crunchy, but no greasy feeling of fried food.

Immediately afterwards, it was the fierce taste of Pandora's Box opening!

A piece of fish falls into the cavity without chewing, and the mouth melts. The light citric acid is a good contrast to the umami taste, and the wakefulness of the ingredients itself is covered up.

Another bite.

The white tempura was eaten clean in two bites, Kobayashi gentian eyes glowed green, appetite was completely awakened, and the second one was clipped with chopsticks.

"Delicious! This taste...My God!"

Yoshino Yuki’s white neck was long and straight, and there was a strong red tide on her cheeks. Her left hand was tightly covering the hot cheeks. The eyes were full of intoxicating little stars. "Different taste! Real, top-notch Tempura!"

"Yes!"

Xingping Chuangzhen also ate a white tempura and exclaimed: "Ingredients, noodles, fried time! It seems that every place is perfect, is this a premium tempura?"

There was a riot.

Others also tasted Ichiro Hase’s tempura.

Ten minutes later, Ichiro Hase prepared a basket full of ingredients and was wiped out.

The kitchen turned quiet from riots.

After a while, Elizabeth opened her eyes, condensed the enjoyment in the blue pupil, hesitantly said: "...It seems, I said it seems, what's worse!" Global King of Waste

"Yes, there are flaws!"

Takei Shinji put down the chopsticks and stared at Ichiro Hase, "Your food is not like this!"

Mas’s gaze locked on the red wine he had been cooking quietly.

"The secret, right here—" Mas pointed to the wine in the saucepan.

"Please taste!"

Ichiro Haseya put a dozen ceramic and classical wine glasses on the kitchen counter. The glasses were very shallow and could not hold much wine, but if it was a Western-style goblet, this pot of red wine was definitely not enough.

The previous apple slices and lemon slices have been filtered out, and the leaves and cinnamon sticks have also been removed.

In short, there is only red wine in the glass.

Oh no, the red wine has actually changed color, from the dark red at the beginning to the clear orange today, just like the glow of the evening glow.

If you use a glass, the wine color should be more beautiful.

Kobayashi gentian and Yoshino Yuki, these two big eaters grabbed a glass of mulled wine almost at the same time.

"Guru~"

Take a sip, and the faces of the two were filled with joy.

"Delicious!"

Swallow it down~www.readwn.com~ The heat flows down the mouth and spreads all over the body. Kobayashi gentian and Yoshino Yuki have clamped their limbs and their cheeks are red.

"It's a strange smell! There is dryness of red wine, but also sweet, slightly sour!" Kobayashi murmured, her golden eyes, like a window.

Outside the window is a colorful garden.

A fruit tree is full of rose-like white delicate flowers, and the branches are full of fruit.

It is an apple tree.

However, the apple does not recognize the color very well, but it is white, the skin is smooth and delicate, and it shines with dazzling light.

She saw a hermit who planted fruit trees.

The hidden hut was not far away. He came and carried the hoe, day after day, year after year, finally, the first ripe apple fell, and the hermit picked up the fruit under the tree, revealing Smile.

Unspeakable emotions brewed in my heart.

"Is the word "hidden"?"

Kobayashi murmured.

This "hidden" is not the stealth of Si Yingshi serving the kitchen, but a freehand drawing, light, abstract but real.

"Curious..."

The rest tasted mulled wine one after another, and the kitchen was quieter.

"Platinum Apple!"

For a long time, Mas said slowly. (To be continued.)