"The taste is really different. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

After drinking the hot tea that I just brewed, the taste did improve, and it was not a little bit.

Grunt.

Drinking tea on an empty stomach is not good for the body, Xia Yu touched his stomach, took a few sips of tea in a row, and after tasting it carefully, he reluctantly put down the teacup.

The eyes are blazing.

The tea ceremony is the way to appreciate the beauty of tea.

This is an art of living, a rite of life, and a self-cultivation lifestyle.

The earliest and perfect tea ceremony is the sencha tea ceremony created by Lu Yu in the Tang Dynasty.

In the past, Xia Yu felt that the tea ceremony was all a false shelf, and the complicated rituals were just for viewing, but in the past two years, through the old man's words and deeds, his concept has changed.

Rigorous tea art is the same as cooking skills.

Ordinary people can also cook stir-fried vegetables and tea, but compared with professionalism, that kind of cooking and tea art is much more casual and free.

Any skill that is promoted to the professional level must become serious, rigorous, and meticulous.

Just now, Xia Yu digested the extra tea ceremony knowledge in his brain, just like a tea doctor who has been trained in tea ceremony for many years, and after tasting the tea he cooked, he secretly gave a thumbs up.

There is material!

This thousand points of fame are worth it!

After a few sips of hot tea, his head, which was still a little sleepy, suddenly sobered up.

"Tea still has to be paired with dim sum......"

Xia Yu smashed his mouth, hungry, scooped up water and planned to make breakfast by himself, and by the way, he also counted Anya and Mu Xiaoyue's share.

Knock!

Someone knocked on the kitchen door from behind.

"What are you doing?" Xia Yu was busy at the kitchen counter with his back to the door, and replied angrily.

“……”

An eerie silence.

Thinking it was Mu Xiaoyue, a female man, but didn't hear an echo, Xia Yu poured the boiling water into the copper basin filled with flour, glanced back, and then was stunned.

At the door, it was not Anya, nor Mu Xiaoyue, but a slim girl.

Maki Morita seems to have dressed up on purpose today, with a white shirt on her upper body, a short black skirt underneath, a pair of brown uniform shoes on her feet, and black cotton socks covering her calves. Full of youthful atmosphere.

She obviously knows the advantages of her temperament very well, perhaps because she has helped the family take care of the pastry house since she was a child, Morita Maki is far more mature than her peers, and the long-sleeved white shirt not only sets off her well-developed girlish curves, but also highlights this maturity and gentleness. If the lower body is not a short skirt, but a women's suit and trousers, she is a beautiful working woman.

Xia Yu's eyes lit up, and he whistled in his heart.

I have to say that Maki Morita's dress is very much in line with his taste.

"Why don't you squeak when you come?" kneading the dough, Xia Yu said with a smile.

"Squeak—"

"You squeak yarn!"

Xia Yu felt that the egg hurt, so he stopped and pointed to the half-formed dough in the copper basin, "I'll leave the kneading dough to you, pastry master." ”

"No problem!"

Today Morita Maki became playful, she was obviously familiar with the kitchen of the restaurant, rolled up the sleeves of her white shirt, carefully washed her fair and slender hands, and stood beside Xia Yu.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Seeing Morita Maki's kneading skills, Xia Yu nodded secretly.

The basic skills are very good, although there are many machines that replace manual work in modern pastries, but as a chef, you can't rely too much on machines, and the basic skills that should be practiced still need to be accumulated through practice.

As she said, Maki Morita has never given up her cooking skills, and has been accumulating, improving, and waiting for transformation over the years.

"I guess she's the best at traditional Japanese sweets. Xia Yu thought with his chin propped up.

Morita's confectionery house is also a time-honored brand, not to mention the craftsmanship of the owner, Uncle Morita, according to the memory of the body, Morita Maki's taiyaki, cherry blossom cake, dorayaki, mochi, and dumplings are very good.

She can probably be described as ingenious.

However, pastry is only a specialization direction, and Maki Morita once participated in the entrance selection of the Enyue Middle School, and he is definitely good at more than just dim sum.

When Morita Maki kneaded the dough, Xia Yu was not idle, took out a piece of fresh pork from the refrigerator, picked up the kitchen knife, cut it into pieces and chopped it, and did not stop until it became a meat puree.

The next step is to marinate the meat, add salt, soy sauce, monosodium glutamate and sesame oil and stir well.

Among them, you can put the water soaked in green onion and ginger, stir together, or chop ginger and green onion and mix it into it and stir, Xia Yu takes the two to mix, add ginger and scallion water, and add a little minced green onion to stir.

Maki Morita had already kneaded the dough and retreated to the side, staring at him with shining eyes, "Are you making xiaolongbao?"

"Yes!"

Xia Yu contracted the following work, cutting noodles, rolling noodles, and stuffing them with dough, but after a while, the three-layer steamer on the kitchen table was filled with xiaolongbao.

Place the steamer on the stovetop and light the fire.

"Buzz"

The blue flames bloomed. Xia Yu washed his hands in a chic manner before staring at the girl waiting next to her.

"Remember what I said last night, right?"

"Do you really want to help me?"

Morita Maki opened his mouth slightly, and said hesitantly, "However, the assessment of transfer students in the Yuanyue Higher Division is much more difficult than that of the Middle Division, and among the hundred candidates, I am afraid that only one or two will pass." ”

The students of the Yuanyue Higher Division are basically promoted directly from the middle department, and before graduation, this batch of students from the middle department has been screened, even if it is an internal direct promotion assessment, it is not necessarily simple.

It still takes time for the xiaolongbao to be steamed, and in the face of the girl's question, Xia Yu didn't answer it, but turned around and took out a box of fresh eggs with plastic wrap from the place where the ingredients were stored.

"I can cook with eggs, whatever it is, until I'm satisfied. ”

Stuffing a carton of eggs into the girl's hand, Xia Yu said.

"Eggs...... Cooking?"

Morita Maki tilted his head and pointed his finger on his rosy lower lip, not understanding what Xia Yu meant for a while.

Cooking eggs and getting his approval?

And then what?

The girl didn't know that Xia Yu actually asked her to prepare for the transfer exam in advance, in other words, the rehearsal and warm-up for the exam.

Looking at Xia Yu's calm eyes, Morita Maki thought for a moment and then bowed, "Okay, Ah Yu." ”

"I don't know what you think for the time being, but if you say you want to help me, you must be helping me. Having said that, you haven't tasted my craft for two years since the last time you fell to the far moon selection, and this time I'll let you see my progress!

Maki Morita suddenly became serious.

Xia Yu silently retreated to the kitchen door, quietly staring at Morita Maki who was looking down and thinking, and was quite curious, what kind of dishes would she make with eggs?

Whether Western, Japanese, or Chinese, eggs are the most basic ingredients.

Pastry?

This is the most likely, after all, it is a specialty, and eggs can make a lot of delicious snacks.

If the normal plot continues, at the end of March, in the examination room for the transfer students of the Far Moon Higher Division, Erina Nagikiri will hold an egg and scare away all the candidates except Kohei Soma.

He wanted to help Maki Morita appear in that exam room and pass the exam successfully.

This is also another way of compensation, which can also be said to be to pay off the debts of the predecessor.

Force majeure ended that relationship, and dried a good girl's paper for so long, Xia Yu asked herself if she had a clear conscience.