Chapter 51: Rate Yourself
Back to basics?
Xia Yu nodded at Hojo Miyoko's words. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Comet fried rice seems simple, but it actually condenses a lot of his hard work in it.
Because he didn't learn the blue recipe, he had to ponder and study it little by little. Minced shrimp and shiitake mushrooms are condiments that he summed up after countless failures, and they will not spoil the texture of fried rice, but will sublimate the flavor on the contrary.
The ingredients in the gastronomic world are endless, and there may be other condiments that have a similar effect. Xia Yu didn't dare to say that this comet fried rice had no room for further improvement. Of course, the reason why this fried rice makes Miyoko Hojo feel incredible is probably because of the flavor of [Chef's Heart] and the impact on the spiritual level.
"Do you want to continue?
Natsu Yu glanced at the pineapple curry fried rice in the Hojo Miyoko wok.
Taking a deep breath, Miyoko Hojo regained her strength and replied loudly: "A real chef will not admit defeat and is not afraid of failure!"
Click.
With a twist of the gas stove switch, a dark blue flame appeared at the bottom of the pot again.
Miyoko Hojo held the spatula, stir-fried for a while, sprinkled with condiments, and then put the hot fried rice into the pineapple shell that had been hollowed out of the flesh, and a strong fragrance mixed with the sweet and sour fried rice taste of pineapple gushed out.
"Pleaseβ"
The dishes are served on the kitchen counter, and the pineapple shells replace the plates. Miyoko Hojo looked like she was facing a great enemy, and her eyes were firmly fixed on Xia Yu.
is different from the self-confidence when she came, at this time, Miyoko, who is known as the 'iron-fisted bronze body', has a heroic face revealing a trace of nervousness.
Under her gaze, Xia Yu just slightly scooped up half a spoonful with a spoon, put it in his mouth and chewed, and shook his head.
Sure enough, it's still too bad......
It's not a good thing to know the plot of the original book. At least, knowing that the pineapple curry fried rice in front of him was only half-finished, and there was still some heat missing, Xia Yu felt uncomfortable when he tasted it. Obsessive-compulsive disorder is committed again.
Miyoko Hojo's shoulders shook and her face turned pale.
She pursed her lips and didn't speak.
"You try your own food first. Xia Yu handed over a clean spoon.
This time, Miyoko didn't hesitate, scooped up a spoonful of fried rice, which was mixed with meat-colored diced ham and orange diced pineapple, at least in terms of the dish, pineapple curry fried rice is not inferior to comet fried rice, and can arouse people's appetite.
However, when the fried rice was imported, Miyoko chewed it carefully, and her face became even more ugly.
Delicious!
The egg fried rice is crispy, and the diced ham has a unique flavor, especially when the teeth bite open the diced pineapple and the mouth is filled with sweet and sour juice, the whole mouth seems to be baptized.
Grunt. Swallowing a mouthful of fried rice, her lips and teeth are fragrant, however, Miyoko feels empty in her heart, as if something is missing.
It's just that it's delicious.
Compared with comet fried rice, Miyoko found that her cuisine did not have the strength that tightly wrapped her heart and made her soul tremble.
What's missing?
"Hojo, if on a 100-point scale, I give my comet fried rice a score of 80 points, then how much do you rate your own dishes?" Xia Yu asked casually.
β50β¦β¦ No, 60 points, barely passing. Miyoko Hojo bit her lower lip.
Xia Yu nodded, "Your pineapple curry fried rice is considered good among a group of students in the Yuanyue Higher Division, and it is of average level." β
"The most important thing for a chef is to recognize himself, not to despise himself, and not to be blindly proud. Your cuisine lacks a soul, a flaw that's normal below a Master Chef. β
"Soul?"
Miyoko Hojo had puzzled writing on her face.
"It's too high for you to understand for a while, and generally only a master chef can inject his soul into the dishes and make a brand on the dishes. Xia Yu shook his hand, his junior [Chef's Heart] was far from the old man's. When he said this, his heart was at peace.
Pointing to the pineapple curry fried rice on the kitchen counter, Xia Yu then asked, "Where do you think there is room for improvement in this dish?"
"Curry spices!" Miyoko Hojo thought for a moment.
"To be specific......"
"Maybe you can replace the curry cubes with a concocted curry powder. Curry cubes are more suitable for curry rice, but not for Chinese fried rice. However, curry powder is facing the problem of lack of aroma and flavor, and to be honest, I don't know anything about the preparation of curry spices, so I plan to ask a few professors for advice on this after I am promoted to the higher department. When Miyoko Hojo said this, her eyes were full of helplessness.
"Look, that's one of the areas of improvement. β
Since the topic has been introduced, Xia Yu didn't hide it anymore, took a narrow and sharp kitchen knife, and dug out some flesh from the other half of the pineapple shell that Miyoko Hojo had cut off and put aside.
Bring a salt shaker and rub a layer of salt on the surface of the remaining pineapple flesh.
Syllable!
The pineapple shell that has just been processed is like a lid, covering half of the pineapple shell containing fried rice on the kitchen counter, and even Xia Yu borrowed tools to completely seal the pineapple that was combined into one, and then put it into the oven to heat.
Soon, Xia Yu took out the whole piping hot pineapple, lifted the layer of pineapple shell on top, and another completely different aroma of fried rice was immediately thrown into the kitchen like a gas bomb.
Miyoko Hojo's nose fluttered, sniffing the smell, and her eyes were shocked.
"You taste what the taste has changed. Xia Yu scooped a spoonful of fried rice and handed the spoon to Miyoko Hojo. This is what she used before, and Miyoko Hojo has no psychological burden, so she takes the spoon and eats it in one bite.
In an instant, Miyoko Hojo's eyes became misty, and a layer of mist was filled.
The sweetness of the fruit, along with the umami of fried rice, spreads on the tip of the tongue.
What surprised Miyoko Hojo the most was that there was a new flavor in the fried rice, which was the fragrance of fruit!
There is no doubt that it was the baking process that gave this dish a whole new flavor.
Miyoko Hojo thought for a while, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she lost her voice: "The layer of salt you just put in the pineapple shell is to prevent the excess sweetness of the fruit from penetrating into the rice......
"Moreover, fried rice is baked in the oven in a pineapple shell, and the moisture itself is not lost, which adds a new flavor on the premise of ensuring the taste...... It's magic!"
Miyoko Hojo was really convinced.
I cook it myself, but I have a new life in the hands of others.
Even if this is a male chef, Miyoko Hojo has to throw in the towel. She had to admit that this teenager of the same age was far stronger than her!
"Now how much do you rate this pineapple curry fried rice?" Xia Yu stared at her and asked.
"70 points!"
Miyoko Hojo's eyes flickered.
"If you can add the curry spices, the dish will be truly perfect...... It's a pity that even if it's immaculate, it can only be a tie with your comet fried rice. β
"I admit defeat!" Miyoko Hojo's voice revealed a sense of relief and relief.
"So, do you remember our halberd agreement?" asked Xia Yu.
Miyoko Hojo replied lightly.
"For the next year, you were my assistant. I hope you can fulfill the halberd agreement!" Xia Yu stretched out a friendly hand.
She simply accepted her fate and shook hands with Xia Yu.
Losing is losing, skills are not as good as others, only willing to bow down.
Miyoko Hojo has no thoughts of defaulting on her debts. Isn't it a shame to be an assistant to such a person? An unwilling and hard-working mood replaced the joy of passing the IGO one-star chef assessment yesterday.
"I didn't expect that outside of Yuanyue, there were such powerful peers...... He may have the level of ten masters, right?" thought Miyoko Hojo,
The other side.
"System: The host wins the Halberd. β
"System: The host's cooking skill level has been increased (lv11β lv12). β
Upgrading your culinary skills?
Xia Yu finally smiled. It seems that the Halberd is a good way to upgrade.