Standing for a long time, digesting the content of the basic skill book, Xia Yu had already planned, and said without hurry: "System, screen out the spice cooking skills of the little Chinese master!"

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The data pops up.

"[Spice Inequality]: One of the five tiger stars in the dark culinary world in the past, the stunt of 'Blue-Eyed Tiger' and 'Spice Queen' Mira started with blue quality, but by assigning talent points, the level can be increased, and the host has a chance to comprehend 'Hypervision'. ”

"The price is 3000 fame. ”

Spice inequality!

In Xia Yu's mind, he immediately arranged the information of the spice queen in the original work of Zhonghua.

In addition to the terrifying 'hypervision', Mira's other hole card belongs to the 'spice inequality'!

She can mix the perfect spices with any recipe, in other words, with a near-intuitive calculation, Milla is able to know the dosage of each spice with more precision and detail than a computer can calculate.

This cooking skill is definitely to be bought.

Xia Yu glanced at his current remaining fame, gritted his teeth and said, "Buy, buy, buy!"

With a crisp prompt sound, the 5,000 fame points obtained through the lottery package today are now only a few hundred points left.

The corresponding blue cooking book appears in the inventory

"Use!" the thought called, and Xia Yu's head was stuffed into another unfamiliar and huge stream of information.

"It turns out that the core meaning is 'mental arithmetic'!"

In my memory, there are a bunch of calculation formulas that Xia Yu seems to understand or not, some of them are superficial and some are profound.

The superficial formulas only involve two or three spices, but the esoteric formulas, to say the least, include more than a dozen spices, and those formulas can fill a page, which looks like a big head.

It's similar to solving math papers, what spices to use, find the corresponding matching formula, and then calculate the dosage of each spice through the formula.

Of course, the dosage of spices is only the most basic calculation. More advanced, similar to reasoning, permutations and combinations of formulas, as if to return Xia Yu to the fear of being dominated by high numbers in the past.

"This kind of formula memory is similar to taking away the house!" Xia Yu was speechless.

You must know that in the original Chinese Yiban book, Mira was locked in a dark secret room for spice training for a long time by Kaiyou, the leader of the dark cuisine world.

The culinary technique of 'spice inequality' is actually a summary of Mira's own experience in using spices.

Xia Yu spent 3,000 fame points, which is equivalent to directly seizing the results of Mira's training. If he can make up the spice base in the following days, then it is only a matter of time before he replaces Mira as the spice emperor of this generation.

Inflated!

Figuring out the mystery of 'spice inequality', Xia Yu found that there was an indescribable self-confidence in his heart, and the problem that had plagued him for many days suddenly came up with many inspirations for solving the problem, and he immediately walked into the kitchen, ready to apply the spice cooking skills to the actual cooking.

The system came out to fan the flames:

"Get a new task - [First Use of Inequality]. ”

"Tip: Apply the 'spice inequality' cooking skills you just learned to any kind of dish and present a product with a rating of 80 or more. ”

"Reward: Cooking Level Lv19→ Lv20. ”

A small task that only gives culinary experience.

Even if there was no system to spur him, Xia Yu decided to practice his hands.

Doodle.

When he stepped into the kitchen, the phone in his pocket suddenly received a message.

I took out my phone and found that it was a video chat invitation from Line's friend 'Maki Morita'.

casually clicked and agreed, Xia Yu glanced at the mobile phone screen while selecting ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Ah Yu ......"

Maki Morita had just woken up and rubbed his eyes.

She was still in room 205 of Polestar Liao, surrounded by a group of people, Megumi Tadoko, Ryoko Sakaki, Yuhime Yoshino, Zenji Marui and others, either lying on the bed or lying on the floor, and the room was full of empty plates and wine bottles.

It seems that the tea party is going well.

"Do you know what time it is, why don't you go back to your room and have a good rest!" Xia Yu reprimanded.

"Whew-" Scanned the time on the phone, Maki Morita sat up straight, "It's early in the morning!"

She turned her head to look around and saw that Isshiki Hui and Kohei Soma were not there.

"Where did Ichishiki-senpai and Kohei-kun go?"

"Kitchen. ”

Xia Yu said casually, and took out a whole dissected fresh chicken from the freezer.

"What are they doing in the kitchen?" Maki staggered to her feet.

"Just look at it. ”

"yes......"

So, the girl, who was still a little confused, took her mobile phone and came to the kitchen on the first floor.

The kitchen was brightly lit, and Kohei Soma held his chin on his hand, sat down at the dining table, and looked back when he heard footsteps, "Yo, Morita, you're awake too." ”

Yishihui, who was busy in front of the kitchen counter, also cast a glimpse.

"Oh, Kohei-kun, it seems that you can't enjoy the food I will make later. ”

"No, I'm not going to eat supper. ”

Morita Maki sat down and waved his hand in refusal.

"Ah, Maki, are you video chatting with that guy again?" Kohei Soma leaned his head and even squeezed Maki away, without the consciousness of being a light bulb, "Hey, hey, hey!"

"Hey you yarn, I'm listening, quieter!"

Xia Yu found the ingredients needed to practice his hands and was thinking about it in front of the kitchen counter.

"Don't bother me next, or I'll turn off the video. Xia Yu put his mobile phone on the cupboard, turned around to process the ingredients, and deliberately looked at the camera to admonish.

Morita Maki snorted, Kohei Soma still wanted to shout, but she glared at her.

"It's strange, it's midnight, and he's still cooking chicken?"

Kohei Sojin could only keep his voice down.

Morita Maki didn't speak, put the phone on the table, put his hands on his cheeks, and didn't look at the figure on the screen for a moment.

Xia's shop kitchen.

Took a sharp kitchen knife and methodically cut the onion.

At this time, the pan placed on the stove behind the back, there was a sizzling sound, Xia Yu poured a small amount of olive oil into the pot, and when the oil was hot, he put the washed raw rice grains into the pot and stir-fried.

"What kind of rice is that?" Kohei Sou was surprised, "It's so round and full!"

"Thai rice, Indian rice?" Morita Maki was also guessing.

Yi Sehui picked up the dish she had just made, a small plate of 'Sichuan pepper grilled fish'. He was also attracted by the mobile phone screen, and when he looked at it, he was surprised: "It should be Egyptian rice ......."

Well?!

Suddenly, the three onlookers were all shocked.

Xia Yu didn't put the condiments directly into the pot, but used a small seasoning plate to mix salt, cumin, black pepper and other seasonings together, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was muttering the dosage of each ingredient.

The rice grains were stir-fried for about ten minutes, water was added, and the fire was boiled, and Xia Yu turned around to process the next batch of side dishes.

This time it's peeling and chopping small onions.

Ichishiki, Morita Maki, and Kohei Soma, seeing him face a pot that had been placed on the stove a long time ago, the moment they opened the lid, it was not surprising that it was all white steam.

bay leaves, cardamom, cardamom, black pepper......

He kept pouring spices into the boiling water, and his movements were so fast that it was dazzling.

"That's it!" Xia Yu clapped his hands and turned back to the kitchen counter.

The next step is to stuff the boiled Egyptian rice into the dissected belly of the chicken.

Seeing this step of processing, Morita Maki and Kohei Chuangzhen exclaimed in unison:

"It's 'Spice Ninet Egyptian Roast Chicken'!"