Chapter Twenty-Seven: I Didn't Raise It So Ugly

"This is a soup stock that cools down quickly after purification, right?"

"...... this taste? It's seafood! At least 10 types of scallops are used in the dashi! ”

"The different seafood is very harmoniously mixed together, and there is no conflict between them, which makes the deliciousness go to another level! Not bad! Feng Fengchen showed a satisfied expression at this time, he was not fooling him, otherwise he would have planned to teach Xingping Chuangzhen to be a new person!

"This rice? Hey! It's dried bes! I see! ”

Under the surface of the rice, there are layers of thin dried scallops, under the heat of the rice, the dried scallops have softened, mixed with the unique sweet aroma of rice, with the umami mellow broth, eating in the mouth, the mixed umami is like a bomb exploding, making people's brains blank, as if in the rising waves of the tide. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Wow! When did you reach this level? It's as if the dishes you made before were made by someone else, and if you play at the level of the current dish, it will take a lot of effort for me to win! ”

It is no secret that the level of this dish has reached the top of the senior chef, and it is the level of a special chef after taking half a step! He remembered that when he competed with himself, the dishes made by Kohei Soma had just reached the threshold of a senior chef.

But I haven't seen it for a while, this level is faster than riding a rocket! It's incomprehensible!

If this dish is made by someone else, but there is only Kohei Soma in the kitchen, except for him? Could it be a ghost?

Unless when he competed with himself before, Kohei Chuangzhen was retaining it, and he didn't show all his strength at all, otherwise he couldn't explain the current phenomenon.

"Cut...... How good are you at cooking, and it only takes you some effort? Xingping Chuangzhen originally looked proud, although he used some ingredients when making this dish, but it was also all his strength, even so, in the eyes of Feng Fengchen, it was still not enough.

"Well, my cooking skills are just one step ahead of you, you can see it when you step over!" After eating a bowl of seafood rice, Feng Fengchen breathed out comfortably, and now he was a little impressed by Xingping Chuangzhen.

"Huh? Taking a step? Kohei Sojin began to think about it, but after thinking about it, he didn't understand how far that step was, at least for now, he was taking a step forward.

"It seems that I have to be serious about eating halberds this time, otherwise I will be compared to you, and there will be no place to put my face!" While Kohei Chuangzhen was pondering, Feng Fengyuchen left the table and said this to Chuangzhen when he turned around.

In this island country, there are really not many people who know Fengyuchen, but among these few people, there are still a few guys who like to chew the root of their tongues, such as Xu Kai! Or Xu Kai! And Xu Kai!

If he capsized in the gutter, hehe! In less than a day, the entire domestic culinary world will know about it!

The youngest special chef in history, Feng Fengchen, was abused by a student in the island country!

If this kind of thing happens, I'm afraid that I won't dare to return to China after the storm.

It doesn't matter if ordinary people win or lose, but Feng Fengchen is crowned as a rising star of Chinese cuisine and loses to a domestic chef, and he will only say that he is not proficient in his skills.

If you lose to a foreign country, the older ones can also find an explanation, after all, they are young and their cooking skills are not as good as normal!

If the same age is embarrassing, and the face of the entire Chinese cuisine industry is lost, and the representatives of the younger generation of their own country are losing, it is not a slap in the face, but a loud beating!

"Huh? Hey? …… Am I dying? "Kohei Chuangzhen really felt this time, what does it mean not to die if you don't die, looking at Feng Fengchen's appearance, he understands that he must have misunderstood himself, that level of cooking, the most important part of it is not made by himself!

"I'm not sure about the wind classmates who are not serious, if I get serious, ha...... I'm really dying...... "Kohei Sojin wanted to explain, but he couldn't find anyone.

Feng Fengchen had already left the Pole Star Liao, probably looking for the ingredients for the halberd.

"Alas......" Chuangzhen sighed and forced his face bitterly: "I hope I don't lose too much......." ”

With the end of today's lesson, the group of Polestar Liao also returned to their nests, and everyone talked from time to time, and the most discussed thing was indeed the multi-person halberd eating room.

"Chuangzhen-kun, did you see that anyone touched the soup I boiled?" Returning to Polestar Liao, Isshiki Hui found that he had boiled less broth after taking a turn in the kitchen, and he knew that Kohei Soma had probably spent the whole day in the kitchen in retreat, so he found someone to ask.

"Hey......" Listening to Isshihui's inquiry, Chuangzhen sighed and said listlessly: "Senior Issehui...... I used the stock, and even though I only used a little, I might as well not use it! ”

"Oh! It turned out that you used it to create a true king, but you don't seem to have any energy, could it be that there is something wrong with my broth? ”

Looking at Kohei Soma's strange expression, Isshiki Hui touched his neck and began to wonder what was wrong with his dashi? …… I tasted the dashi myself! Tastes good, what's wrong?

"Senior Ichishiki, it's not that there's a problem with your stock, alas...... It's because I used your broth to make a dish for Feng-san, and that's the problem. ”

"I see, I guess I know why?" Isusei Hui somewhat understood the cause of the matter, or it was because Kohei Sojina didn't grasp the taste of the dish he made with his own dashi and messed it up, which made Feng Fengchen angry.

The other is the opposite, doing too well, but shouldn't you be happy if you do too well?

With the temperament of a stormy morning, it should be a pleasant thing to eat delicious food, so why does this sigh as if his father and mother died?

"Well, I'll just say it." Looking at Issehui, who shook his head and couldn't figure out, Kohei Chuangzhen, who wanted to vomit some bitter water, unintentionally found the object: "When I cooked for Mr. Feng, I added your soup stock to Mr. Feng, and as a result, Mr. Feng mistakenly thought that the soup stock was made by me, and when I was about to explain, Mr. Feng left Polestar Liao." ”

"Before leaving, he told me that this time the halberd will contribute, do you think I am asking for hardship!"

"Huh! Scold! It turns out that this is the case, come on! Otherwise, when you eat the halberd, you will be hit very badly! Probably! Squinting at Yisehui, she patted Chuangzhen on the shoulder and encouraged, her heart turning:

I guess this time the halberd will be fun! Why don't you bring a few people to watch, and let those guys who are smoked by power feel a sense of danger, which should make that high-hearted person!

"Ahh …… Yuhime, didn't you put the chicken in the dormitory! Zenji Marui, who lives at No. 205, shouted loudly, his tone mixed with inexplicable emotions.

"What? Yuhime has put her little baby in again! ”

"There really is a chicken! Also extra fat! It's just too ugly! ”

"It's such a big chicken, it's impossible that you haven't seen such a big one, could it be that Yuhime bought it newly?"

At this shout, everyone who was close to them rushed over, and then began to watch inhumanely.

Feeling hungry, I quietly wanted to sneak into the kitchen to mix some food, but I was accidentally bumped into by someone, and that shout scared a certain product, and when I came back to my senses, it had become the center of the onlookers.

Well! Eighth master, am I that terrible? I don't know how many girls chased me back then, how can I be considered a beautiful man! What the hell is this stunned boy's expression?

The startled Hachijin Chicken, shook his head and looked at Zenji Marui, who was blue and frightened, and was looked at with this expression, and it was a little unacceptable.

"This is not my chicken, how can my chicken be so ugly!" Yuhime Yoshino, who heard the movement, came to the scene and looked at a certain product with disdain, still thinking in his heart, how did this ugly product get into Polestar Liao! No matter what, it has nothing to do with you how you get in, but today's dinner has fallen, so fat? Won't it be too greasy?

I can't bear it! I can't bear it! The eighth master is going to fight with you humans!

It has always been a Bazhen chicken that has been offered like an ancestor has encountered this kind of thing, saying that it is fat, it does not deny it, but it is ugly! Even in the animal kingdom, appearance is hard currency!

Annoyed and angry, the Bazhen Chicken was about to use the eagle grip to attack, suddenly snorted, and was so angry that it almost forgot the order of the owner of Fengyuchen, and when it couldn't attack, Bazhen Chicken put away its claws and shook its neck, and loved to see it! Just beep the dog......