"Can you tell me about your evaluation of the cuisine, Mr. Aoki. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Xia Yu is helpless.

"Good, good, very good!"

Aoki Sota slapped his thigh, first praised repeatedly, and then said in a deep voice: "But, ah, just one pyramid is missing, and this Egyptian roast chicken dish is perfect." I don't dare to say anything else, if it is perfected, your food will be able to pry open the treasure trove of the taste of the eater, and let people enjoy the ultimate taste!"

"It's really just a little bit!"

Sota Aoki's heartbroken look was even more painful than that of Xia Yu, the maker.

"A slight mistake is a thousand miles!"

Xia Yu shook his head, it was hard to be optimistic.

Of course, he knew that the flaws in his failed work were not so easy to fill.

After all, the 'Spice Septet Egyptian Roast Chicken' is a real special dish, containing an extreme taste, and if he hadn't mastered the cooking technique [Spice Inequality], it would have been impossible to achieve this level of imitation.

In fact, this is also related to the use of [spice inequality].

He is not yet able to use the spice formula.

It's like solving a math problem, he is just the clumsiest student, he memorizes the formula, and only knows how to apply the formula, but he doesn't know how to transform and use the formula flexibly, and he is confused when he encounters the spice that he can't master.

With the experience of learning the [Burst Flame] cooking technique, Xia Yu was calm about it.

In the near future, Dojima Gin's special cuisine will be studied thoroughly by him.

Moreover, Xia Yu had other inspirations in his head. If the cooking skills of [Spice Inequality] can be further improved, maybe he can modify the recipe according to his own inspiration, and turn the Egyptian roast chicken into a roast chicken full of Chinese spices.

The key is still in the spice pairing!

……

Xia Yu cleaned up the plate and returned to the storefront.

"I remember, no wonder you're so familiar with this dish!"

Sota Aoki, who was sitting in front of the bar, suddenly exclaimed, "This is the special recipe of that guy Dojima Gin!"

Then, he stared at Xia Yu with a strange gaze.

"The recipe wasn't given to you by Dojima Gin, right?"

"I ate his food, remembered the flavor of the spices, and tried to restore it myself. Xia Yu shrugged his shoulders and said casually, but unexpectedly, Aoki Sota continued to stare at him like a monster.

"Can you remember the ultimate taste of Grand Cru?"

After a long time, Aoki Sota asked tentatively.

"It's not the ultimate taste. Xia Yu waved his hand, "I just know the spice matching techniques, of course, there are many things that I have explored through experimentation." "He can't say that he peeked into the secrets through the 'Comprehension Crystal' prop.

"Perverted! monster!"

There was a hint of horror in Aoki Zongtai's eyes, and after holding it for a long time, he couldn't help but say: "How can a special recipe be so easy to learn......

As he spoke, he found himself choking.

A living example is right in front of you. Sota Aoki shook his head and smiled, "If Dojima Silver knew about his recipe and was stolen by you, he would definitely be so depressed that he vomited blood." For the Grand Chef, the Capital of the Special Chef is the capital of his life. ”

"Each of the top recipes is the result of the chef's hard work and records the chef's wisdom and experience. In short, premium recipes, in the circle of premium grades, can also be regarded as a kind of currency for mutual exchange, and you will know their preciousness later. ”

Xia Yu was silent.

The shop was silent for a while, and the speaker outside the mobile phone came out with a voice of Yissehui:

"Aoki Lecturer!"

At this time, Sota Aoki noticed that Xia Yu was pointing his mobile phone camera at him and was stunned.

Seeing this, Xia Yu turned the screen of his mobile phone and turned on the front camera. The monk's thick face is enlarged in the picture. Looking at this face, I'm afraid no one would have thought that Sota Aoki has the title of 'Ghost Face Monk' in the food world.

"It's you, the seventh seat of the Ten Masters of the Far Moon!" said Sota Aoki with a smile on his face, "Isshiki...... Hui, that's the name, right?"

"Yes, it's me. ”

Issehui said respectfully, with a hint of surprise in her eyes that her name was called.

"Interesting!"

Rubbing his chin, Aoki Sota noticed the group of people behind Isshiki, turned his head to Xia Yu and said, "It turns out that you have already made a group of friends from Yuanyue." I'm worried about whether you can familiarize yourself with that school park.,After all, we all have teaching tasks.。 ”

Xia Yu couldn't cry or laugh, and was about to explain, when Maki Morita presented his own food.

"Huh!"

Aoki Sotaden was attracted by the three dishes in the picture.

"It's ......" Kohei Soma's pupils shrank.

On a white plate, there is an egg-yolk pastry that at first glance looks like a pizza dough.

"Wait, there's one last step left!"

Maki Morita trotted back to the kitchen counter, took a few bright green asparagus, cut small tomatoes and carrots, put them in a pan and heated them slightly, and trotted back a few minutes later, setting them on the edge of the ceramic plate.

Holding a knife, he cut the square pastry in half, and Maki Morita also brought a small bowl, scooped up some white sticky sauce with a spoon, and sprinkled it around the pastry.

Now, the decoration is complete.

The pastry, which originally looked monotonous on the plate, was surrounded by side dishes and sauces, and the visual effect was instantly perfect.

Exquisite!

Pretty!

Looking at the colorful Western-style pastries on the plate, this word comes to everyone's mind.

"This style of cooking, how did I come up with Erina Nagikiri......" Ichishiki muttered.

"Mackerel mille-feuille!"

Issehui then said.

"No, it's crispy mackerel pie!" Maki Morita corrected with a smile.

"However, the dough you use to make the mackerel pie is the French mille-feuille method, right?" As she spoke, Isshiki raised her left palm, and with a black pen on it, a few words were clearly written—

French mille-feuille!

Seeing this, Xia Yu also showed the camera the words engraved on his palm with charcoal in front of him: puff pastry.

The two people in the video screen looked at each other in amazement.

Puff pastry, mille-feuille pie.

In fact, the cooking techniques used in these two kinds of dim sum are similar, but it is clear that Morita Maki's cuisine is not a simple pastry and mille-feuille pie, and they only got half of it right.

Looking at the cut surface of the 'puff pastry pie', it is not difficult to find that the layer of layers of crust is the secret of the formation of the puff pastry or mille-feuille pie.

Maki Morita is meticulous in making the mille-feuille dough, so from the front, the dough is delicately carved out of criss-cross small openings, and from the side, the mackerel pie is layered and neat like a work of art. In addition to a large piece of fish meat cut into slices, there is also a filling that gives off a rich aroma.

"Try it!"

Maki cut all the mackerel pies, and the kitchen excluded her, there were six people, and three halves of the mackerel pies were just enough to divide.

Yoshino Yuhime, who was the most lively, took the lead in taking a knife and fork, cut off a corner of mackerel pie, and put it in his mouth.

Teeth bite.

The mille-feuille dough has a soft taste, and after biting down, the feeling of the teeth breaking open layer by layer makes Yoshino Yuhime shake violently.

Finally, it dawned on me, the filling spread out in the mouth, and the fish bounced on the tip of the tongue!

"This taste ......"

Yoshino Yuhime buried her head and clenched her knife and fork. (To be continued.) )