Squid Ink!

Many people may not know that cuttlefish juice actually has extremely high edible and medicinal value. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Having said that, on the earth in a different time and space, the ingredient of cuttlefish juice has been excavated by gourmets for a long time, not like Xia Yu's original time and space, which has only gradually become popular in recent years with the promotion of film and television and civil science.

Cuttlefish juice can be eaten raw or cooked for cooking.

The raw cuttlefish juice does not taste very good, at least, Xia Yu is now holding a large bowl of cuttlefish juice, and his keen sense of smell has played its due role at this time, whether he wants it or not, just a light sniff, a breath similar to a red potion, with a faint smell of Chinese medicine, ran around in the nasal cavity, and the smell was expelled after a while.

And using cuttlefish juice to make pasta is not unique to Xia Yu.

For example, squid ink seafood pasta.

In the neon local, squid ink is also used to make bread and ramen, in fact, Xia Yu can also use cuttlefish ink and noodles at the beginning, so that the kneaded noodles are directly black, and the seafood flavor is naturally attached, but the reason why Xia Yu didn't do this is that in the final analysis, there is not enough time!

Mix and knead the dough for at least 10 minutes.

Rest for another 10 minutes.

If the second pasta dish is completely separate from the first pasta, 1 hour is definitely not enough.

So, Xia Yu merged the process.

"Woohoo ......"

The bowl tilts slightly over the pan, and the black juice immediately spills into the pot and mixes with the triple soup, this scene, like ink falling on a pond, the color is rendered, and soon the whole pot of soup becomes jet black, and the appearance can be evaluated as "poor", if it emits a foul smell, it is really a complete dark dish.

But Xia Yuhun didn't care.

Soup?

That's not the key to creating the look of a second pasta dish.

In other words, the black soup is just the curtain of the stage, and how to decorate the black curtain with decorations to attract the audience's attention depends on the chef's level.

In fact, this pastry dish, whether it is the key that constitutes the ultimate mystery, or the "delicate" and "beautiful" appearance, is very much to Xia Yu's appetite. I don't know when he started, and he gradually pursued the appearance of cooking. This was an important consideration for him when buying this recipe.

Xia Yu hurried up and worked hard to cook the second pasta.

The other side.

Boom!

Boom!

Akiyama Hiroshi snapped back to his senses, and as if no one was around, he jumped and jumped on the spot, and stomped on the kitchen floor with his foot, he was obviously very hard, and there was a dull sound on the floor.

"The feeling of landing!"

A long sigh of relief. Akiyama leaned over, picked up the chopsticks on the ground, placed them on the kitchen counter, and finally stared at the empty noodle bowl, looking at the remaining half bowl of golden soup, and his throat moved imperceptibly.

I still want to eat!

But what's going on with a full stomach again!

Now the messy feeling in Akiyama Hiroshi's heart has not weakened in the slightest, but has become more and more intense, and he is as knowledgeable as him, and he can't help but complain in his heart.

"Full voice, ah......"

"Is this a kind of food?"

Hiroshi Akiyama couldn't figure it out either.

Is there really such a branch of the mystery of satiety?

In fact, the group of chefs is also very strong, and it is not an exaggeration to say that one level is very different from another. Chef Lin, who has just been promoted, has only comprehended the most superficial meaning of food, the kind of shallow, superficial mystery, which is the so-called 'voice of all things'.

Isn't it normal for ingredients to make their own sounds?

Yes, it's not scientific!

However, the 'Lin Chef' itself is already an inhuman being, and even if he does not have the god-level talent of [Super Hearing], he can still listen to the sound of ingredients and communicate with them. The sound of ingredients is also strong and weak, and the establishment of communication with those unruly 'fantasy ingredients' and 'forbidden ingredients' is also a problem that most chefs need to break through.

Then, the shallow meaning of food goes up and becomes concrete.

'Satiety' is a figurative sound.

It's weird.

Why is it full?

Akiyama Hiroshi couldn't cry or laugh, as a chef, as a restaurant operator, even if he jumped N levels in advance to comprehend the mystery of high-level food, it should not be 'full', but 'hungry'!

Let diners and guests hear the sound of hunger in their stomachs, so that their appetite can be stimulated, so that their index fingers can be moved, and they can quickly eliminate the food and pay to eat the next plate.

This is the normal way of thinking.

Akiyama Hiroshi frowned and thought, seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, everyone looked at each other.

"What did you find?"

Nagi Senzaemon's majestic eyes stared at him.

Opening his mouth, Akiyama Hiroshi found that he didn't know how to explain, and then he happened to meet Mas's baby face with a suppressed smile, and the big guy's shoulders shook, as if he knew something. Akiyama Hiroshi was stunned, and immediately caused trouble.

"Ask him—" Finger goes.

Maas, the boss of the 'food party', became abrupt in the crowd.

Ichishiki and Erina only vaguely know his identity.

On the surface, Maas is also the vice president of Orlando International College, and according to the official account, he crossed the Pacific Ocean to Neon this time to come to research and study.

"Ahem!"

Maas didn't want to say more, waved his hand, changed the topic, and said, "Your Excellency Akiyama, this is the censorship you presided, and we are all listeners. ”

A reasonable refusal.

So, everyone's eyes turned again.

"Let's start with the cooking skills of the pasta itself. ”

Akiyama Hiroshi calmly erected two fingers, his eyes were bright, and said, "First, it's noodles, one noodles!"

"The second is the soup, the so-called, the 'soul' of noodles!"

"Noodles you have all seen just now, a continuous noodle, this kind of noodles I actually ate a lot when I traveled to mainland China, but I dare to say that the quality of the noodles I ate this time is far better than those 'one noodles' in the past!"

I didn't expect Hiroshi Akiyama, who gave an ordinary evaluation of "it's okay" earlier, to have an unexpectedly high evaluation when it comes to noodles.

"Isn't the noodles made by a special pastry chef as good?" Maas was surprised.

Shaking his head, Akiyama's gaze was fixed on the black stick on the kitchen counter.

"Unless it's a Chinese super-grade pastry chef who also has a pastry stick, but as far as I know, there are not many pastry families in mainland China that still have a heritage, tools are one thing, and skills are another!" Akiyama Hiroshi said seriously.

Everyone thought of Xia Yu's cooking performance not long ago, and they were all silent.

It's too exaggerated, that kind of cooking skills.

You don't need to use your hands, you just need a stick to complete the two steps of 'mixing noodles' and 'kneading noodles', and if you haven't seen them before, it's hard to believe that Ichishiki, Erina, and Kobayashi Gentian are unbelievable.

"The second point is the soup!"

Speaking of which, Akiyama Hiroshi expressed regret in his words.

"In my opinion, the shortcomings of this dish are in the soup. ”

"The flavor of the vegetables, combined with the chicken bones and pork bone soup, and the smooth texture of the noodles, constitute the ultimate key to glittering gold, opening the ultimate treasure house, but it is only a single 'extreme'......" Akiyama Hiroshi sighed lightly, "No matter how high the quality of the noodles is, the limit of the soup is there, so this is just a 'super one-star' quality pasta." ”

Hearing this, Erina Nagi was choked so much that she couldn't say a word.

Isn't the 'Premium One Star' quality enough?

There was an urge to roll my eyes and stare at someone. Your Excellency Chef Lin, it's not your pastry's fault, it's that your mouth is too picky.

Erina couldn't help but complain fiercely, but she only dared to vent in her heart.

"By the way, what's the name of this pasta?"

Hiroshi Akiyama asked suddenly.

"Soul Suppression ......"

A laughing voice answered him. (To be continued.) )