Sound!

Why is there no sound!

After frying eight or nine pieces of dough stuffed with fillings on the kitchen counter, Xia Yu rubbed his hair and looked distressed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems that the problem is not in the stuffing level, but in the serious problems elsewhere.

Aunt Zhu Qing has tasted several failures in a row, and she is already half-full.

"What are you struggling with?"

She propped her elbows on the dining table not far away, holding her pink cheeks and looking at Xia Yu who was pacing back and forth and thinking, as if she thought it was very interesting.

Xia Yu shook his head and cut a freshly cooked dim sum with a knife.

The strong fragrance leaked out, but Xia Yu paid attention to the internal structure of the dim sum and didn't care about the fragrance.

Picking up a piece of crispy and hard beef in the wreckage, Xia Yu said secretly: "This thing is the source of the sound of food, to put it simply, it is similar to the steel ball in the rattle, and when it collides with the inner wall, it will make a crisp tinkling sound......

He sank down and brushed the core of the golden recipe again—

Sound!

When it comes to sound, we have to mention the principle.

'Baking soda' is a dark move, this material can make the filling of the dim sum into the oil pan, wrapped in hot oil, quickly expand - in the expansion, the crack is wide open, the grease pours into the inside, so that the inner wall quickly hardens, and at the same time, the hardened diced beef will collide with the inner wall in the air pressure change when the dim sum is out of the pot, and the laughter is also derived.

After carefully combing it, Xia Yu's mentality became more and more frustrated.

Sure enough, the golden recipe is not so easy to control, even the relatively simple principle of "Golden Smile", the requirements for details are extremely perverted...... From materials to technical links, there are so many things that need to be paid attention to. ”

Xia Yu simply found paper and pen to record the experience of this failure, with a rigorous attitude.

He didn't believe he couldn't gnaw on this bone!

……

After two days.

Syllable!

Wearing a peaked cap and a casual suit that was different from his usual suit, Gingashi Dojima was swinging a white ball into the hole at Okurayama's private golf course.

"Haha, I won, Zongwei!"

Dojima Silver leaned over and touched the ball, showing off his might to Nagi Sowei who came over.

"You, the leader of the participating team, really have the leisure to find me to come out to play golf!" Nagi Zong Wei showed resentment, anyone who left his wife and the molecular research where he was interested, and accompanied others out to play and be abused, would definitely be very unhappy.

Dojima Gin, who was in a good mood, swept his eyes to the villa at the bottom of the mountain, and suddenly said: "That kid has been in Sapporo for two days, and it seems that he has never left the villa, so he has taken a step outside, right?"

When it comes to this, Nagi Zong Wei admires it.

"Yes, I'm only sixteen years old, and life is two points - bedroom and kitchen, which is much more diligent than I was back then. Nagi Nagiri smiled, "Erina has been called over by him to help in the past two days, and there are no complaints......"

Is it to delve into a new recipe?

Dojima Silver and Nagi Soe looked at each other, curious.

"That's right!"

Nagi Sowei frowned slightly, "Hasn't Joichiro arrived yet?"

"He's actually been to Hokkaido for a long time, but he's hunting ingredients in the mountains of Asahikawa City, and he'll meet us in two days. ”

"The list you submitted to the tournament committee, is he there?"

"Of course. ”

"At least five chefs in a team...... Three wins in five games, as long as you can win three games, you can send anyone to play. "Nagi Sowei is very relaxed, there is a talented Ichiro Pajo, and the Yuanyue team has basically locked in the top few in the first stage.

"Can't be careless!"

Dojima Silver shook his head, "That person, he's back!"

"Who?"

"The Banished ......"

Hearing this, Nagi Tsungai suddenly clenched the golf club, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out.

Perspective back to the villa's kitchen.

Although Xia Yu looked tired when he took off his apron, the corners of his mouth that were upturned showed that he was in a good mood.

"Thank you, Erina!"

He sincerely thanked the hero, "With the help of your God's Tongue, I can make a barely passing meal." ”

Yes.

After two days of thinking about it day and night, the 'golden smile' was finally released.

The system judges 60% completion and 60 points.

Erina Nagikiri stared at the golden dough on the plate in a daze, her voice long gone, but she was reluctant to eat such an interesting pastry.

"Ah Yu—"

At this moment, with the sound of running footsteps, a cheerful sound came.

The aunt, who was more energetic than a girl, came with a fragrant breeze, "Let's go, let's go, you promised me two days ago that you would go out for a walk together today, but you can't regret it." ”

Xia Yu was speechless for a while.

He was harassed tirelessly and casually.

Temporarily conquer "Golden Laughter", as well as Indira and Dojima Gin's nirvana recipes!

There must be another popular "nirvana" hole card, Xia Yu told himself, otherwise, what will he use to compete with the top chefs in the food industry of various countries?

However, the strings can't be taut all the time.

The tournament started three days later, and Xia Yu also wanted to relax properly before the fierce battle.

"Alright, let's change our clothes. ”

Xia Yu bowed his head slightly.

"But make a statement in advance, auntie, give me some normal clothes, don't give me those heroine-style clothes of yours, I don't want to be watched!"

He told him three times again.

"Well, you wait!"

After a while, when Zhu Qing reappeared, her body changed, the ancient windbreaker and skirt were gone, and instead of a set of women's slim suits, a white shirt inside the black jacket, and lace near the neckline and buttons.

Erina Nagikiri pouted imperceptibly not far away.

"I'm going to change my clothes, too!"

Thereupon.

The line of people going out increased to three, and I don't know where Zhu Qing heard about it, so he called a taxi and went straight to the Hokkaido Jingu, where it is said that there is an ongoing food festival that lasts until mid-October.

The venue of the Lin Chef Duel is located at Hokkaido Jingu.

However, the showdown of the chefs is scattered across two large arenas.

In the distance, the taxi was forced to stop by the crowd of celebrations, and the driver turned around and apologized.

"Get out of the car—"

Xia Yu paid the fare, pushed the door and got out of the car.

The trio of them stood in the chome neighborhood in front of the shrine, where the streets were completely blocked by people, and the roads on both sides were lined with small stalls.

The sound of gongs and drums.

A large procession happened to pass by, and there were kabuki dancing on the moving stage raised by strong men.

In short, the atmosphere of the festival, the tourists of all colors, and the variety of languages of conversation can only say that Sapporo is said to have become a real carnival city during the kitchenware competition.

The three of them had only been walking for a few minutes, each with fragrant skewers and hot taiyaki in their hands.

"Let's take a look—"

The road ahead was blocked, it seemed that there was a quarrel that caused onlookers, and a reporter was filming in the inner circle, and the aunt Zhu Qing was excited, and pulled Xia Yu's arm, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he dragged it and left, and Erina Nagi was annoyed and hurriedly followed.

Does Chef Lin also like to be a crowd of onlookers?

Xia Yu complained seriously, but instead he was attracted by the content of the quarrel and pricked up his ears.

"No, no, no!"

A young man, arguing in English, blushed and said: "The 'Cream Mushroom' itself has a milk-like texture and taste, and you can enjoy the ultimate flavor when you eat it alone, why do you add inferior cream to destroy the purity and make the taste of the dish mixed? I will never agree with your modification! This is a regression, not an evolution!"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was self-contained, and he finished listening to it with a smile.

"Inferior cream, miscellaneous flavors, this is a layered creation. Your use of fantasy ingredients is too extreme, don't overly sacralize fantasy ingredients!" The middle-aged man shook his head and replied in English as well.

Xia Yu listened and suddenly found it interesting.

Debating on the street?

It seemed that there was more than that, they squeezed into the inner layer and saw the young man and the middle-aged man facing each other, and there was a small stall next to it, and a smiling old man sat behind the stall.

The old man watched from the wall, and the booth was set up with a handwritten sign in English:

Recipe modification program recruitment.

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