"The opponent is Akane Kubo Momo, and any student in the first and second grades has no certainty of winning when they fight with her, even if it is Senior Si Yingshi. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Ichishiki comforted.

"Really?"

Is it really because Akane Kubo's strength is too strong, and the fear and lack of confidence arise?

Zheng Ke is also not sure whether Issehui's statement is correct.

"Besides, although the dishes in the recipe were written by the seniors, none of the seniors could pat their chests and say that there are only these few ways to use milk. You're right?" said Isseki with a habitual smile.

"You, I'll just comfort me as you. Zheng Ke barely squeezed out a smile.

"Whatever you want, but what I just said is serious. Zheng Kejun, this is the thick soup I made, refreshing. Ichshiki Hui put the freshly made fish soup and toast on the table.

"Thank you. Zheng Ke took the toast bread, took two bites, felt a little dry, and tore the bread into small pieces and put it in the soup bowl.

In China, few people eat bread, most of them eat steamed buns, and people in some places are accustomed to putting the steamed buns torn into small pieces into soup bowls, referred to as steamed buns.

This way of eating allows the steamed bread to absorb the delicious flavor of the soup, and after biting lightly, the soup contained in the steamed bread flows into the mouth, complementing the steamed bread and adding its own flavor.

Seeing Yishihui's surprised expression, Zheng Ke's mood suddenly improved, "Huaxia's cuisine is very rich, do you know that there is a kind of cuisine in Huaxia called mutton steamed bun......"

As soon as Zheng Ke's words came out, his face suddenly changed, and the bread he was sending to his mouth suddenly stopped in midair.

"Zheng Kejun, what's wrong with you?" Yishihui also saw Zheng Ke's movements stop and asked worriedly.

"Nothing? I see...... I know what I want?" Zheng Ke suddenly stood up and ran out of the Polestar Liao in a frenzy.

I finally found that ingredient, the one that blends well with milk.

It's really stupid, that kind of ingredient is obviously right in front of you, and it takes so long to find out, it's really not brainy.

Zheng Kefei got on his bicycle and galloped towards the vegetable market in the fastest time.

Two days to go...... No, there are still two days and three nights, and now, the most scarce thing is time, I don't know if there is still time......

"Hello Auntie!" Zheng Ke said to a woman about fifty years old sitting in the shop.

"Ah, it's you, Xiao Zheng Ke, what kind of dish do you want. Whether it's vegetables or meat, you just say. The woman quickly stood up.

During this time, Zheng Ke had already bought tens of thousands of yuan of ingredients from her, and she could be regarded as a regular customer.

"Auntie, I buy water tofu...... How much tofu do you have here? I want it!" Zheng Ke said hurriedly.

That's right, it was this ingredient with a history of thousands of years in China that made Zheng Ke suddenly inspired, no, maybe it is the only one that can achieve a perfect fusion with milk.

After buying the water tofu, Zheng Ke put all the tofu in the refrigerator of the practice room borrowed from the school.

Now the only thing he is waiting for is that after six or seven hours, the water tofu will be taken out of the refrigerator, and the final ingredient he needs, frozen tofu, will be made.

Frozen tofu is different from fresh tofu because after a long period of refrigeration, the physical structure of the tofu will change, and many small holes will appear inside.

This is because water reaches its highest density at 4 degrees Celsius, and when it freezes, it becomes larger than water at room temperature, which causes the original holes to break.

When this honeycomb-like structure appears, it becomes very easy to absorb the soup, making the tofu fragrant and delicious, like bread soaked in the soup.

If frozen tofu can absorb ordinary soup, then milk should also be able to absorb it, right?

These few hours were really difficult, and before I knew it, Zheng Ke fell asleep on the operating table. As time went on, it got darker.

Zheng Ke suddenly woke up, wiped his saliva, and stretched his waist.

Now that you've had a good night's sleep, you can get to work.

Taking out the frozen tofu from the refrigerator, Zheng Ke put it in cold water, waited until the ice cubes on the surface of the ice tofu thawed, quickly cut it into small pieces, put it on a plate, and let the water flow out naturally.

When the water inside is dry, start adding milk to the pot and stir-frying with the frozen tofu.

After putting it on the plate, Zheng Ke picked up a piece of tofu and tasted it, the taste of milk did soak into the tofu, but the taste was uneven, and there was a lot of milk stuck to the wok.

Option 1 fails.

After pondering for a while, Zheng Ke thought of another method - boiling.

This is similar to steamed buns, but there is also a problem, because a large amount of milk is soaked into the pores of the frozen tofu, so the milk flavor present in the tofu becomes particularly strong, and when you do the subsequent operation, it may mask the flavor of other ingredients.

Although we have found our way, it is clear that we are still a long way from a successful cooking.

……

Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning gently pushed open the door of a practice room, "Senior sister, are you there?"

"Come in!"

"Okay. ”

It's not the first time that Ji Zhiguo Ningning has come to this practice room, but every time he enters here, he always has a strange feeling.

The sweet fragrance of cream and sugar lingers in this room, and the smell of various fruits fills the room, making people feel an inexplicable excitement.

"Senior sister, are you still preparing for tomorrow's halberd?" asked Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning.

"Why prepare for tomorrow's halberd? Hey, Ning Ning, you don't think I'm going to lose to a transfer student, do you? I can crush him with any dish. ”

From the back of the oven, a purple-haired Lori walked out, but there was no smile on her beautiful face.

"Senior sister, you still have to be careful. After all, tomorrow's competition is a halberd, which is related to 500,000 yen. Ji Zhiguo Ningning reminded.

"I was just kidding. Of course, I know the importance of the halberd, and I want to snatch 500,000 yen from me, but I can't get the door. I thought about this dish for five days, and I only made it yesterday. How can there be such a strange theme for Chinese cuisine with milk? ”

Lori, who is complaining, has completely forgotten that she is also one of the creators of this strange subject.

"By the way, how is your cooking? Don't lose to that dwarf tomorrow. ”

"How? He's not my match yet. My opponent in the first grade was only Ichishiki. Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning cupped his eyes, but he still didn't see a smile.