Chapter Seventy-Eight: Mito's Memories of the Gloom

The moment the lid was opened, what was shocking was that from the bowl was a thick smoke, which was not very smoky, but a smoke with a rich meaty aroma, like a perfume, which made people intoxicated and wanted to smell it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoThe moment I smell it, my whole body feels like I'm in a delicious place.

The moment the smoke cleared, the true face of the dish was revealed.

The bottom is still a snow-white rice grain, and there is a piece of fried beef on top, which looks very beautiful, and the cone-shaped minced onions are piled up at the top, and the color looks a little burnt.

After seeing this dish, Katsunori Renomoto and Yoshiki Oto, who were not interested in it at all, immediately became excited, and they both stared blankly at the dish in front of them, and then couldn't help but swallow their saliva, because the appearance of that dish was so appetizing.

"Forget it, it looks better than expected... Looking at this delicious dish, Yoshiki Oto really couldn't stand it, but he said so arrogantly. Then he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of rice, and put a small piece of meat on it, and slowly put it in his mouth.

Seeing that Yoshiki Oto had already started to do it, the others were naturally not far behind, so they all picked up a piece of food and put it in their mouths.

"Hmph, how can you make a decent meal with that kind of cheap!" Mito Yumei was very disdainful of the dishes made with such cooking ingredients, and her face was full of confidence.

When Yoshiki Oto ate the dish into his mouth, the piece of beef was as soft as fruit jelly, and when he stirred it gently, he could immediately feel the feeling of the beef melting in his mouth, and with a strong onion flavor, a delicacy immediately gushed out, and after eating this delicacy, his face was no longer reluctant, but was replaced by a look of shock, and the words in his mouth blurted out involuntarily: "The hand can't stop, not to mention the softness of the meat, this pile of full onion minced onions is even more appetizing!" ”

After saying this, he began to eat again, and savored the dish, Yoshiki Oto said, "Is this the smell of red wine? After frying the steak, pour the red wine into the pan, boil the remaining gravy, and finally pour the minced onion into the stir-frying."

Before Yoshiki Oto could finish speaking, Katsunori took over and said, "Then pour the potato flour into the thickener, and the sauce tightly wraps the gravy and rice, making people feel appetizing." ”

As soon as Katsunori Kanmoto's words fell, Kuroki Shino said, "And the seasoning is made of burnt soy sauce! Even the [burnt flavor] is used as a seasoning to make the taste more mellow... ”

"Make a fuss about the onion that is necessary for Chaliabin, and make this dish with a special sauce! And the meat and sauce taste very mellow, but not greasy, people never get tired of eating! I even feel that I can eat it like this infinitely, why!? Is there any secret that has not yet been revealed!?" The more Yoshiki Oto eats, the more flavorful he feels, and it seems that he can eat it infinitely, and he can't understand this, he doesn't know what secrets are inside, and the more he does this, the more he wants to know the secrets.

"This mechanism is on the rice...," Sojin explained, looking at Yoshiki Oto's puzzled expression, "On top of the rice of this donburi, I added chopped [Lianmei], which is a refreshing plum-flavored rice. ”

"The ingredients are like this..." After listening to Soma's words, Yoshiki Oto suddenly realized and said, "This refreshing taste that you can't get tired of eating turns out to be plums!"

"The fluffy and fragrant steak, the thickness of the top-notch sauce, and the refreshing flavor of the rice all play together, and you can't help but want to stuff each other in your mouth... After eating, Yoshiki Oto's hand couldn't stop at all, and soon found that the bowl was empty: "Ahhhh ”

"Is there anything else, can you have another bowl!?" said without hesitation after eating it, feeling that he still wanted to eat a little. And commented in his heart, "The yakiniku rice bowl is also excellent, but it is even more appetizing..."

"What are you talking about!?" Mito Yumei, who was standing on the side, was immediately shocked in her heart, and then looked at her own cooking, and said in her heart, "My garlic rice has not been eaten. ”

"Actually, when I heard from Konishi that you should be able to use frosted beef, I was thinking about what to do. Sojin looked at Mito Yumei's dish as an explanation, and said, "If the flavor of the rice is too strong and rivals the deliciousness of Wagyu beef, the flavor will naturally be repulsive, and your dish will be a rice bowl, but it will not actually be called a rice bowl." ”

"The head of the donburi workshop once said..." At this point, Sojin paused, drew a circle in the air with his fingers, and said, "The so-called donburi is to be completed within [one bowl]." ”

"Hmm, shut up for me..." After listening to Sojin's words, Mito Yumei was immediately unhappy, and said very angrily: "Don't tell me some crooked things, how can such cheap beef win my high-grade meat..." ”

"If you can't accept it, then why don't you come and listen to it? Listen to the sound of my donburi-" As he spoke, Su Luo brought out a dish he had made, put it in front of Mito Yumei's eyes, and said, "Please use it slowly!"

Mito Yumei took the bowl and looked at the still steaming food, hesitated a little, and after thinking about it, finally picked up a piece of rice with a small piece of meat on it, and slowly put it in his mouth.

After Mito Yumei swallowed the first bite, a delicious taste immediately filled the whole body, and then he directly held the bowl and ate wildly, and his hand couldn't stop, as if he was obsessed with eating like a demon.

"Ahh

In this dish, she ate her own memories:

It reminded her of her birthday when she was 9 years old, when my mother gave me a bear doll, and I was very happy, but my father tore it apart and said, 'As the heir of the Mito family, you don't need to be so dignified, you just need to be stronger.' It was a painful memory that I didn't want to remember, and as a girl, I longed to be as dignified and elegant as a little princess, and to be able to do what I loved.