Chapter 183: Regretful Failure

Xia Yu was sweating profusely. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The high temperature in the center of the ring of fire is unimaginable to outsiders.

He didn't have the profound internal skills of the 'Explosive Flame Chef' Yakan, it could be said that he was exposed to the scorching air with strips of nearly naked, and the slightly distorted air seemed to set his hair and clothes on fire.

In short, it was only ten minutes, and it was as if he had swam out of the sea, and he was wet.

When grilled at high temperatures, the mackerel quickly develops a tangy aroma.

Outside, dry Hinata is still spilling sauce.

"Hmmm......"

Mo Ming felt dizzy, like a precursor to heat stroke, Xia Yu shook his head, this will not care about the consumption of body heat, hurriedly turned on the strengthening state, and gradually became chaotic The head suddenly injected a cool breath, and his whole person instantly sobered up.

Then there are the arms.

Strange heat swelled up in the muscular and skeletal tissues, and the tired and almost weak arms, and the numb and almost unconscious wrists were immediately revived.

But Xia Yu couldn't be happy at all in his heart.

The strengthening state is to see how long the calories in his body can support the consumption, Xia Yu tried it in the kitchen god space some time ago.

If you are full, the limit is 5 minutes.

If you exceed this time, you will be in an overdraft, and you will be in a state of mind for a day or two.

Therefore, Xia Yu must control the time.

"It's almost ...... five minutes"

At the same time, perform two cooking skills, one is [Tianxiong Explosion Flame River] and the other is [Tianxiong Fire Flame Wheel].

[Tianxiong Fire Wheel] not to mention, similar to knife skills, practice makes perfect, but there are higher requirements for arm strength and wrist strength, if you want to use this cooking skill to grill heavier fish like 'herring', Xia Yu's physique will be stretched.

And [Tianxiong Burst Flame River] is a flame manipulation technique used in large scenes, which needs to be matched with [Burst Flame], and at the same time control the rhythm of shaking iron chains.

Three in one.

It's easier said than done to combine the three cooking skills into your own cooking rhythm.

Xia Yu is like walking on a tightrope, and he doesn't dare to gasp, for fear that his breath will be disordered, his balance will be out of balance, and the rhythm will be disrupted, so the whole dish will be completely destroyed because of a little mistake.

He didn't want to fail.

After all, the purple premium quality [Frost Tofu] is closely related to a 'perfect' glowing dish!

The atmosphere in the kitchen seems to be stagnant.

The graduates, no longer talking to each other, but the interpreters who did not stare at the center of the flame for a moment.

At this sudden luncheon, they were willing to play a supporting role.

Sometimes, watching a chef cook a meal is like watching a blockbuster. The graduates are all experts, and they can see that Xia Yu is gradually overwhelmed, but he is gritting his teeth and persevering.

Hang on!

Even Kojiro Shinomiya, who was looking at Xia Yu's various unhappiness in front of him, was slightly solemn.

In the middle of nowhere, Kojiro Shinomiya felt that the young chef was definitely not doing his best to cook a lunch for them, but to fulfill the requirements of himself. This feeling is similar to the reader in the allusion to the cantilever beam, in the middle of the night, in order to stay focused and not nap, he tied his hair with a rope and hung it on the beam, and when he lowered his head, he felt pain, and then woke up.

"He has high demands on himself, even harsh!" Kojiro Shinomiya pushed the frame of his glasses.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of a spoon falling on the ground.

Hinata held the empty sauce basin, sweated profusely, and sat on the ground with her buttocks.

"Xia Yujun, the sauce has run out—" She shouted in her voice, but her voice was originally soft, even if she increased the volume, it still seemed too soft.

"Almost!"

Dojima Silver lowered his arms and raised his hand to greet a group of cooks who were already holding fire extinguishers and waiting for them, ready to rush up and extinguish the flames when Xia Yu finished.

He turned around and took an oversized ceramic plate on the kitchen counter and waited by the side.

"That's the heat!"

"It's ripe!"

Xia Yu shouted loudly and shouted outside, "Extinguish the fire—"

Laugh at. Laugh at.

The cooks suddenly rushed up, pulled the bolts, and more than a dozen fire extinguishers immediately extinguished the flames of the firewood.

"Chief Dojima, steady!"

Then there was a greeting that barely took a breath, and in the midst of Dojima's astonishment, more than a dozen black shadows fell from the sky, snapping, and a beautifully roasted mackerel seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, neatly stacked on the plate.

The key is that the small iron wire that originally encircled the fish's tail was loosened at some point, otherwise more than a dozen red-hot iron chains flew over, and Dojima Silver would not be stunned, but turned around and ran.

"That's it!"

Let go, the chain spread out on the soles of your feet, and the kitchen brought clean water and poured it on the red chains, and the white smoke immediately filled the kitchen.

"I'm done. Xia Yu wiped his sweat out, and his face was slightly pale.

"Is there a shower place?" Xia Yu asked.

Dojima Silver asked a waiter to take Xia Yu to the shower and change clothes, he held the plate with one hand and patted Xia Yu on the shoulder, "Go take a bath with warm water to relax your muscles, and if you have any other requirements, just tell the waiter." ”

Xia Yu is gone, without a trace of nostalgia for his works.

Retina floats the evaluation information of the system:

"The host followed the recipe of "Tianxiong Grilled Herring" and successfully cooked a dish. ”

"The cooking was found to be 85% complete, with a score of 85 (this score is limited to the corresponding recipes). ”

……

Xia Yu left, and a group of Far Moon graduates looked at each other.

Hinata put the sauce basin away, the corners of her mouth were stained, and she leaned over to smell the rich aroma of grilled mackerel up close, and her eyes clearly showed longing and hunger.

"Chief Dojima, can you try it?" she asked in a whisper.

"Where's your cooking?"

Dojima Silver laughed, "Okay, everyone has to bring out their own good dishes, but at present, only Lecturer Xia has done it alone." ”

"If you're hungry, eat first before you have the strength to work!" "Hinata turned into a cute girl, leaving behind her reserve as a graduate, running around behind Dojima Gin, who stopped her with her tall body.

"I also want to try his food first. ”

Kojiro Shinomiya walked over and kept his eyes firmly on the plate.

"Eat—"

Fuyumi Mizuhara was still squatting on the stool, her face paralyzed.

Guan Shouping, Donato Wutongtian and others looked at each other, "It's okay to eat first or wait!"

Although it was deliberately suppressed, when this group of graduates swallowed their saliva, they were shaking and moving, exposing their truest thoughts in their hearts-

I want to eat!

Dojima Silver smiled heartily: "To be honest, I also want to get off the chopsticks, let's do it yourself!"

He placed large plates on the kitchen counter, quickly took out white ceramic plates, and distributed the grilled mackerel, and finally each graduate got one.

"Hmm!"

Regardless of the burning of the mouth, Dry Hinata was the first to get off the chopsticks, picked up a piece of roasted fish and sent it to his mouth.

When the fish melted on the tip of his tongue, Dry Hinata looked distracted. (To be continued.) )