Platinum apples!

Hearing this, everyone in Polestar Liao looked at each other. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's this fantasy ingredient!

Shinji Takei was stunned.

He hadn't eaten it yet, and Ichiro Hase's spices masked the taste of 'platinum apple', making this fantasy ingredient completely melt into the mulled wine, and the taste buds only had a unique fruity flavor.

"No wonder ......"

Elizabeth, however, shook her head and was completely conscious.

"The platinum fruit tree is a deciduous tall tree of the Rosaceae family, and it blooms with white flowers in late spring, just in time!" Elizabeth said, "No wonder I saw white roses in full bloom when I drank mulled wine! It's the beginning of June, and I can be considered to have caught the tail of late spring!"

"Yes, don't underestimate the choice of ingredients!"

Maas nodded and said, "In French food, there is a famous saying, what is in season, what food is eaten. 'Platinum apple' not only corresponds to the season, but it is also a great plant-based ingredient for sake brewing!"

"Many Western chefs like to squeeze juice from 'platinum apples' and mix alcohol to make cocktails, with the new name of 'platinum cocktails', and a glass can often sell for a whopping $10......"

"In my opinion, Mr. Hase's mulled wine is a perfect example of the perfect use of 'platinum apples'!"

Paragon!

Textbook-level work!

Maas gave Ichiro Hase's verdict.

"And!" Maas's voice revealed excitement, "a glass of mulled wine, paired with Japanese tempura, just right!"

"Clearing the ...... of food"

"Serve it with a glass of slightly sweet and sour fruit wine!"

"That kind of poetic pastoral life is indeed yearning!" Maas sighed.

He is a Westerner, and he does not know much about the East Asian cultural sphere.

However, cooking is the medium of communication between the chef and the diners, and the real guru is always meticulous when cooking, without saying a word, putting his voice and what he wants to convey in the food, and letting the diners taste and enjoy.

Wine is indispensable in hermit culture.

The hermit washed the apples that he had picked, the sprouts of wild vegetables that had been picked in the wild, and the fruits and vegetables that had been planted in front of the house and behind the house, in front of the clear stream, and boiled them in hot oil.

A sip of wine and hot food make your whole body warm.

In addition to the "warmth", the elegant, leisurely artistic conception woven in the cuisine is fascinating.

"Hidden culture......" Maas understood.

"It turns out that this is Mr. Hase's 'kitchen heart'. ”

Megumi Tadoko and Maki Morita are communicating in a low voice.

Just now, Maki and Erina also tasted Ichiro Hase's tempura together.

"It's kind of like my kitchen. Tian Sue said in a low voice, her big eyes shining brightly, "Lecturer Xia said that my kitchen heart is the 'imprint of the countryside'." Mr. Hase, on the other hand, is the 'Hermit's Mark'. ”

"It's different. ”

Maki said with a smile: "Your kitchen heart is more warm and memories, and Mr. Hase's kitchen heart is a kind of retreat and lightness, I really want to see the green mountains and green waters in the cuisine, in addition to the hidden world, there is also a kind of appreciation of the majestic momentum of the great rivers and mountains......"

She kept her voice down, but the kitchen was quiet, and everyone in the room listened to it.

Ichiro Hasei was slightly stunned, and then cast a kind glance at Maki Morita, with undisguised love in his eyes.

The so-called bosom friend, that's probably it.

Just like in the historical allusion, Boya stroked the piano and met the bell period, and the child period heard the artistic conception of Boya in his heart from the sound of the piano.

Now, Maki Morita has eaten the true meaning of Ichiro Hase.

Lao Ji Fu Fang!

Xia Yu was not far away, looking up and casting a glance.

"I'll just say, how can this old guy Changgu launch the halberd at will, it turns out that this guy just doesn't admit defeat......" He secretly smiled in his heart, hermits are hermits, but who said that hermits have no heart to compete, in the food world, maybe they can not be moved by the word 'profit', but a 'name' word is enough to make moths to the fire.

Everyone was in awe of Ichiro Hase.

The key is not the 'platinum apple', but the imprint of the cuisine, which is the essence of the difference between the premium cuisine.

Heart!

Moreover, faintly, everyone has tasted more than one 'imprint'.

The structure of melons, fruits and vegetables is a light artistic conception.

As for the wine, the body is hot after the stomach, and the aftertaste lasts for a long time, so the cooking industry uses this material to embellish their ambitions and give diners a deep sense of old age and strength. Even Maki Morita didn't know what to call this mark.

"Two kinds of kitchen hearts!

Shinji Takei's gaze at Hasei changed completely.

"You, you ......"

His words were blocked in his throat, and finally turned into a sigh, "It's really deep!"

"Hidden Heart, Twilight Heart!" Mas said casually, picking the words he was used to, and the chef's mark was so strange that even the IGO organization and the 'food club' could not be counted

What are the two types of kitchen hearts?

A group of people in Polestar Liao didn't quite understand the super-grade pyramid system, but Ichishiki, Kobayashi Gentian, and Erina Nagikiri remembered.

"The Grand One-Star Chef is a single chef with a single heart, an ultimate taste. ”

"Two stars, it is a single kitchen heart, two extreme flavors. ”

"Three stars, at least two kinds of kitchen hearts, more than three extreme flavors!"

Issehui said in detail.

Kohei Sojin pressed his chin and thought, "So, is it easier to obtain the ultimate taste, but it is difficult to comprehend the chef's heart?"

"Nonsense!"

Yoshino Yuhime rolled his eyes and said, "The top chefs above three stars only require two kinds of cooking hearts!"

"Doesn't that mean that Mr. Hase, the day after he was promoted to the special grade, had a quality that reached the rating condition of 'super three-star'?"

Everyone looked at the old chef with admiration in their eyes, and immediately felt that this person was extremely powerful.

"Special two-star!"

Maas seems to be talking about Hase's level of strength, and he seems to be talking about his level of cooking.

In short, Ichiro Hase's real level is much stronger than what the outside public is talking about.

Not a belly at the bottom of the premium pyramid.

Proper middle and upper reaches.

The kitchen turned quiet, and for at least seven or eight minutes no one spoke.

Quietly experience the artistic conception of food woven by Ichiro Hase, including Maki Morita and Erina Nagikiri, all have hidden understandings. Tasting is also a kind of learning, not to mention, Hase's cuisine at the moment is more attentive than the works taken out by the special assessment.

It seems that the "beauty" of food is not just the appearance of exquisiteness.

Inside, just like people, there must be inner beauty.

Embroidered pillows don't work.

After digesting it, everyone came back to their senses, and the friends of Polar Star Liao, as well as Maas and Elizabeth, all subconsciously looked at Xia Yu's side.

There was hesitation written in everyone's eyes.

Even, Maki Morita and Erina Nagi opened their mouths to say something, and the look of worry was completely written on their faces.

Heaviness!

When that mood dissipates, heavy emotions grow.

Even the eccentric Yoshino Yuhime, and the lively three-year-old sister Kobayashi Gentian, also tightened their faces.

"Mr. Hase, you're not a new special chef!" Tian Suede stood in the corner, took out his amulet from his pocket, held it tightly in his palm, and kept cheering himself in his heart, "Lecturer Xia will definitely win!"

Win?

looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Yishihui didn't think it was good.

"Hey, hey!" Kohei Sojin pointed at Xia Yu, "You can't lose to anyone else before you lose to me!"

"Lose your sister!"

At this time, Xia Yu raised his head and clapped his palms.

"Well, the sauce is ready, so you can try my food first!"

Xia Yu said, glanced at Shinji Takei, and asked, "Mr. Takei, your cooking is the finale, no problem, right?"

Takei suddenly stared.

"Good!"

There was a faint glint of joy in his eyes.

Can't ask for it!

Hase's double-stamped cuisine gave him a strong psychological pressure.

The two of them were eating halberds with Xia Yu in private, but at the same time, they were also competing with each other.

"The double imprint of cooking is to build an impregnable fortress in the mouth and heart of the diner!" said Shinji Takei secretly, breathing a sigh of relief, "Serving food at this time is a dead end!" (To be continued.) )