Maki Morita is still detailing her cooking techniques. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are many ways to make this kind of dim sum in mille-feuille pie, the most common is French mille-feuille pastry and French mille-feuille apple pie.

If it weren't for a solid pastry foundation, Maki wouldn't have been able to make such a great mille-feuille pie.

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

In short, starting from the dough and ending with the hollandaise sauce seasoning, this 'crispy mackerel pie' is full of details, just the dough and the processing of the mackerel fillet are staggering to a group of people in Pole Star Liao.

Cumbersome but exquisite, dizzying, even suffocating skills!

Ultimately.

Except for Yuhime Yoshino, who finished his own portion, the other plates were all relatively complete and almost untouched 'crispy mackerel pie'.

"Actually, my recipe has also been improved, and salmon is the best main ingredient. I've tried to incorporate the mackerel into the dish as much as possible. Morita frowned and swept over a few plates that had barely moved, "Isn't it delicious?"

"No, it's not!"

Megumi Tanzo looked like she was about to cry, and stuttered, "Yes, yes, it's so delicious!

"Then why did you only take one bite?"

For Maki's unconscious doubts, Ichishiki Hui, Tadome, Sakaki Ryoko and others looked at each other.

"Na, Maki-chan!" Ryoko Sakaki, a girl with the character of a big sister, smiled a little stiffly, and forcibly explained, "Because, because we ate your food, we are all so happy...... So you don't have to eat it for the rest of it!"

Happy, you have to cry, right?

Kohei Soma pouted beside him.

For some reason, while eating food, he suddenly thought of the female classmate who often came to Kohei's restaurant, the cute girl with crisp short hair and beautiful big eyes.

Mayumi Kurase.

Silently pronounced the name, Kohei Chuangzhen was a little distracted.

He was awakened by a scream.

Turning his head to look, Kohei Sojin was also startled.

Maki Morita, who had blackened without warning, took the plate and ran in a panic like a rabbit, and forced Megumi Tashiro into a corner, forked a piece of the cut 'crispy fish pie' with a fork, and stuffed it into Megumi Tashiko's mouth with a smile.

"Hmm!"

Megumi Tando's big eyes quickly filled with tears, "It's delicious, it's delicious!But I really don't want to eat it anymore!"

These are delicious tears, and they are also the tears of happiness that the soul is exported.

Seeing this, everyone dispersed, including Kohei Soma, and the scene was like a flock of frightened birds.

Everyone rushed to escape, and in an instant, only the collapsed Megumi Tazo and the blackened Maki Morita fed her were left in the Polestar Liao kitchen.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that he said no, but when Issehui, Sakaki Ryoko and others escaped, they also took their dinner plates with them.

There are no scheduled judging sessions.

The Polestar Liao Midnight Theater came to an abrupt end.

……

Xia Yu turned off the mobile phone video funny, turned his head to the stunned Aoki Sota, and shrugged.

Sota Aoki pulled his expression back, rubbed his chin and said, "When will my 'Ghost Face Monk' cuisine have such power?" Let the diners be enjoyed, but at the same time deeply feared...... Happy and miserable!"

"Absolutely not!" the corners of Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "It's better to be happy and come to the end, pain or something, whoever likes to eat will eat!"

"That makes sense!"

Sota Aoki nodded, "Pure taste?"

He then touched his stomach and said with a smile: "A plate of roast chicken is just a sacrifice for the teeth, so I will trouble you to make a few more dishes of that kind of glowing dish." I'll pay!"

"No problem!"

VIP guests delivered to the door, there is no reason not to work. Xia Yu returned to the kitchen, started work, and worked!

……

Polestar Liao, Room 205.

Two empty plates, placed on the table.

Issehui and Kohei Soma knelt on the floor face to face, and it took a long time to digest the spiritual impact of the 'crispy fish pie' on them.

Smacking his lips and chasing the aftertaste in his mouth, Kohei Soma's whole person is sweet.

"Morita is amazing!" Kohei Soma muttered.

"yes, a monster!"

Isshiki Hui empathized and clenched his fork, "Meticulous cooking skills, with a strong chef's heart...... She's definitely going to shine in the fall auditions!"

"Did I lose again?"

Kohei Soma lowered his face.

"Chuangzhenjun, you lost to the chef's heart. Issehui opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort him, so she could only say, "When it comes to cooking alone, there is no obvious difference between your free and eclectic cooking skills and Maki-chan's meticulous cooking skills. ”

"It's all about the chef!"

"This is also what I'm pursuing!" Ichishiki's face was complicated, "The guy at the first table is taking the path of dedication and serving cooking. And Maki-chan is taking a path of conveying love through food. ”

"The first seat comprehended the kitchen heart of 'service', and in the future, Maki-chan will also understand the kitchen heart of 'love'. Issehui sighed, "It's really a foul for the chef to think of this kind of thing!"

"yes!"

Kohei Chuang's heart is related.

"I'm afraid that only the 'extreme' taste can suppress the cuisine with a heart......"

"The ultimate taste? Don't overthink it. Let's stand on the spot. ”

"Hmm. ”

……

Early the next morning.

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

There is not much to say about the leisurely daily life, but it is worth mentioning that from today onwards, when you have lunch in a corner of the campus, Sakamoto and Nishimura Hideki are also indispensable.

In addition to communicating with the kitchen god space and practicing cooking skills, Xia Yu is also in full swing to deepen his understanding of [spice inequality].

In class one day.

He chats with Maki Morita on LINE.

"Miss Erina Nagikiri is really ruthless!" Morita said, "Today she had a halberd war with Hayashi Hayashi, a senior of the 'Sumo Hot Pot Research Association', and Miss Erina's 'Italian Stinging Shrimp Dumplings' won almost without blood...... Then, the entire 'Sumo Hot Pot Workshop' was flattened by her!"

Maki Morita also sent pictures.

Several of the personal photos of Erina Nagi made Xia Yu look at it for a long time.

I have to say that the tongue of the god who changed into a white chef's uniform has a kind of ice and jade temperament, and the long golden hair that was originally scattered is tied into a single ponytail, and the whole person is refreshing and clean all of a sudden.

"The flower of the halberd has bloomed in a race to bloom, Maki, you have to continue to work hard!"

Xia Yu replied, and Maki then replied with a smiling expression, "Ah Yu, come on!"

The phone locked the screen and stuffed it into his pocket, Xia Yu noticed that someone was stabbing him in the waist with a pen, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to see Nishimura Yingqi frantically signaling to him, with an anxious look on his face.

The atmosphere in the classroom was a bit cold.

Belch.

Xia Yu, who realized what was happening, looked up, and sure enough, the bald middle-aged male English teacher was on the podium, staring at him for a moment, "Xia Yu?"

Looking at the seating chart, finding Xia Yu's name, the English teacher said with a straight face: "Please translate the short article I just taught." ”

"All of them?"

"Yes. ”

Xia Yu picked up the textbook and began to translate fluently.

After a few moments, we sat back and the class continued.

Nishimura rode next to him and whispered, "So you have a class!"

"Listen to the class?" Xia Yu shook his head, focusing on the draft book he had kept in his hand, several pages of white paper in a row, which he had written all kinds of symbols or letters representing spices.

At the same time, in the kitchen god space.

Let the system put bottles of spices, which are neatly arranged on the kitchen counter in rows and columns.

Xia Yu's eyes were covered by a black cloth, standing in front of the kitchen counter, he picked up a spice bottle at random, and sniffed the smell, "Hmm, it's a strong lemon fragrance, but it's not dried lemon slices, there is a faint earthy smell and grass smell......

"It's citronella!"

"Correct. The system mechanically said, "Please name the use of citronella." ”

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