God fuck, who said that the knife fish just has many spines and the taste is average, who said that this person's craftsmanship is average, Fujiwara wants to hit people angrily, but he is reluctant to put down the bowl. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fujiwara savored the rice and saury meat in his mouth.

"It's really fresh and tender. Fujiwara squinted slightly and took a sip of the fish.

The flesh of this saury immediately spreads out like a lily petal, the meat is delicate, and the umami rushes to the throat, and at the same time, the fresh aroma of the rice itself, mixed with the sweet sake aroma of some sweet sake.

Because it is steamed fish rice, when the fish is steamed on a steaming plate, when the rice below is boiled, the fish on top also begins to cook.

Because the fish bones are taken, the sparse steaming plate makes it difficult for the fish to support, and it will fall directly into the rice, and the half-cooked fish becomes scattered small pieces, which are instantly scalded by the hot rice soup below, and the flavor of the sweet wine also shrinks into the fish, and the outer layer of the fish is wrapped in a layer of rice soup.

In this way, when the rice is cooked, the outside of the rice soup is absorbed and the delicious and piping hot fish is revealed.

And because it is soaked in sweet wine, the fish will not get old, but when chewing, a faint sweet wine aroma directly turns the fishy smell of the fish into umami.

"It's really amazing ingenuity, the fragrance of the rice in the fish, and the rice contains the deliciousness of the fish. Fujiwara said secretly in his heart, but his face was a little distressed, and then he retracted such a look.

"Take another sip, maybe you have too much water in the rice. Fujiwara was unwilling to take another bite of steamed rice.

"I've heard that the more spines you have, the more delicious the meat, and that's exactly what happened. When he ate the saury meat mixed with rice again, Fujiwara couldn't help but nod.

However, the next moment I bit into the rice, I disappointed Fujiwara again, the rice was moderately soft and hard, and even the feeling of rice juice in it was very elastic when I bit into it, and the fragrance of the rice grains itself and the deliciousness of the saury were impeccable.

Just as he wanted to nod, but halfway through the nod, Fujiwara stopped again, he still remembered Yuan Zhou's arrogance and unreasonableness just now, how could he praise people like this.

"Not bad. At this time, Chu Xiao had already indifferently finished eating a whole bowl of swordfish steamed rice, and said seriously.

"Hmm. Yuan Zhou nodded as a matter of course.

"I just smelled something fishy. Chu Xiao pointed to the lid of the pot that had just been opened, and then said.

"So, the lid was lifted first towards me. Yuan Zhou glanced at Chu Xiao before he said.

Only then did the people around him remember that when Yuan Zhou lifted the lid just now, he held the lid obliquely in his hand, and the direction of the gap was facing him, and the direction of the narrow mouth was facing the guest.

The fishy smell is more irritating, so when the fishy smell and the fragrance come out together, the person must smell the fishy smell first, as if the fragrance and the smell are mixed together, and in the case of the same concentration, the person will also smell the pungent odor first.

Yuan Zhou did this, and when the guests smelled it, it was all the fragrance released, and the fishy smell had already dissipated.

And Chu Xiao only noticed it because he was standing in the same direction as Yuan Zhou.

When I started to see this scene, everyone didn't pay attention to it, but now I remember. It is true that Chinese food needs to be both beautiful and flavorful, but for the sake of fragrance, does it need to be so detailed in terms of details?

"I know, you really deserve to be my old enemy!" Chu Xiao smiled confidently.

Yuan Zhou didn't answer, and glanced at Chu Xiao with disgust, how old are they, such a middle two, what kind of old enemy.

Fortunately, Chu Xiao didn't see Yuan Zhou's disgusted eyes, otherwise he would have to make trouble again. On the other hand, Yuan Zhou waited for the next person to come and order.

As for the intoxicated Oishi Xiujie and the unpredictable Fujiwara on his face, these two people were not in Yuan Zhou's consideration.

"Let's chirp, let's chirp" Dashi Xiujie muttered while eating, looking very unhappy.

But a bowl of swordfish steamed rice was only a lot, and it didn't take long for him to finish eating, and he didn't realize it until he finished eating.

"I'm actually done eating?" Dashi Xiujie looked at the celadon bowl that had bottomed out unconsciously, frowned dissatisfiedly, and began to think about the shortcomings of this meal.

Yes, it is a disadvantage, how could he possibly give Yuan Zhou an advantage, naturally he thinks about the disadvantages.

"Yaga, why not. "Oishi Xiujie is judged according to various criteria, even if it is very picky.

For example, there is a fishy smell or something, but I found that this swordfish steamed rice does not have a fishy smell, not even a trace of flaws, and Oishi Xiujie was angry when he found out about this fact.

With a "bang", Dashi Xiujie put down the bowl directly, and he wanted to answer as Yuan Zhou said at the time: Everything else is good except that it is not delicious.

But looking at the bowl that saw the bottom, and Yuan Zhou's confident gaze, it was difficult to say this.

I don't have the confidence to do that.

"How. Yuan Zhou's voice was cold, still the same as usual, neither mocking nor showing off.

But Dashi Xiujie heard the "pop" sound of slapping his face, and even subconsciously felt that his face hurt.

After all, as he said earlier, Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship is not average, and he must not be able to cook fish dishes, who knows that he will be defeated and surpassed by such a simple fish dish from knife work to appearance, as well as taste.

"And Mr. Fujiwara Iemoto didn't say anything, I'm just shallow. "Oishi Xiujie belongs to a dead duck with rotten meat and a rotten mouth.

"Please. Yuan Zhou nodded, and then motioned for Fujiwara to speak.

And Dashi Xiujie was more active than Yuan Zhou, and turned his head and asked, "How is it?" Is there anything wrong with this steamed rice, please tell me." ”

Even if Oishi Xiujie was in a hurry, he spoke to Fujiwara in a very respectful tone, but the expectation on his face was clear.

Just wait for Fujiwara to say what shortcomings he has, so that he can take revenge on the last Japanese exchange meeting.

"How's it going?" Hidejie Oishi looked at Fujiwara expectantly.

"Hmph. Fujiwara put down the bowl and spoon, turned around and prepared to leave.

"What's wrong with you?" Dashi Xiujie was a little confused for a while, and didn't react to what the situation was, so he subconsciously asked.

"Lots of words. Fujiwara said this sentence in Japanese, and then he was ready to leave.

"Professor Fujiwara, what is your opinion. At this time, Yuan Zhou spoke.

Yuan Zhou's tone was light and steady, as if chatting, but it was sharp, obviously not allowing Fujiwara to leave easily after unceremoniously despising his craft.

You must know that Yuan Zhou heard the phrase "the rod of the broken flute" in his ears, and if he wanted to teach him a lesson, he would have to pay the due price.

"No comments. Fujiwara turned his head and looked at Yuan Zhou fixedly for a while, and then he spoke, his words clear.

Yuan Zhou asked: "No opinion, that's your best evaluation?"

Fujiwara did not deny it, and those who know him know that not denying it is tantamount to acquiescence.

Looking at Fujiwara's pale face, although Yuan Zhou was still unfazed, his heart was dark, and for the people of the island country, his heart was never big.

Yuan Zhou is like a violent stickman in his heart, grabbing the ears of a doll and rabbit, slamming him on the ground, shouting "let you pretend to be forced", "let you pretend not to pretend to me", "let you pretend that I haven't pretended, you can pretend".

Fujiwara prepares to leave.

Just when everyone thought that this matter was over, Yuan Zhou's mind flashed, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Then you think it's perfect?" Yuan Zhou asked again, as if Fujiwara's obedience made him unwavering.

Fujiwara just stopped taking a step, and he really didn't want to say the word perfect in front of everyone, but everyone saw it, as if he was roasting on a fire, and he sighed and said, "Perfect." ”

"Alas, well. Yuan Zhou was not very happy, but sighed instead.

It suddenly occurred to him that he was only an intermediate chef in the eyes of the system, so he didn't think that his dishes were really perfect, and if this product could say something, would it be possible to improve without the system.

But Fujiwara commented on perfection, and it seems that this swordfish steamed rice has exceeded the point that Fujiwara's tongue can taste.

Yes, Yuan Zhou sighed because there was an opportunity for progress, and it was a real sigh.

However, his behavior made the people on the side quite uncalm, whether it was the chef on the side or the reporter on the side, their faces showed a look of shock and speechlessness.

"President Aso, it seems that it is now the world of young people, this little Yuan has only been a chef for three years, he is still a young man, and we are all old. Zhou Shijie was the first to come back to his senses and said with a smile on his face.

"Huh. President Aso had nothing to say, he could only smile, but he was secretly scolding in his heart, Nima coin, doing well is the ability, doing it even Fujiwara Iemoto said that it is a great ability, but sighing Nima? !

There's nothing to sigh about.

And sigh when you sigh, why do you look like a pity?

Of course, Fujiwara was the most angry, he heard that sigh with his own ears, felt that someone had hit his chest with an invisible hammer, and walked away without eating other dishes.

This is so angry that he is about to vomit blood, and Fujiwara doesn't want to come to Huaxia to participate in the exchange meeting again, especially the exchange meeting with Yuan Zhou, a chef.

"Why is Jiayuan so gentle, is it really good at cooking?"

"Is this Huaxia chef really so powerful?"

"Si Guoyi, a genius chef. ”

The Japanese reporter looked at Yuan Zhou with surprise and confusion, and some disbelief.

After all, Fujiwara Iemoto's awesomeness was piled up with the blood and tears of other chefs, and there are not a few people in the chef world who have been scolded by him and changed careers since then, which shows his poisonous tongue and harshness.

"President Aso, do you want to try this Xiao Yuan's craft. Zhou Shijie simply seized the opportunity to show off again.

"No, it's them who are here to communicate, let's just see. Chairman Aso decisively refused.

"Haha, yes, okay, let's go somewhere else, there's nothing to see here, after all, Professor Fujiwara is willing to bow down. Zhou Shijie laughed, turned around and started walking.

"It's rare to see Jia Yuan appreciate someone so much. "President Aso is trying to get his face back.

"Huh. "This time it's Zhou Shijie's turn, hehe.

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ps: Today is a big fat chapter, the vegetable cat is cheeky and asks for a ticket, a monthly pass, a recommended ticket, please~