"Let's take the sushi distance, Koshihikari rice is recognized as the best rice in all of Japan, and it is also the best choice for making high-end sushi, but can we say that Koshihikari rice must be used to make sushi?" This is obviously not right, the first person who cooked sushi did not use Koshihikari rice, so in this case, sushi that uses Koshihikari rice can't actually be considered authentic sushi, right? ”

Sikong Yao shook her head, obviously she thought that Battlefield Hara Fengxue's statement was incorrect, and whether or not Koshihikari rice was used to cook sushi could not be a criterion for judging whether sushi was authentic or not.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue said again: "So, even if you don't use Koshihikari rice, sushi like sushi will just have a slight difference in taste, even if you use ordinary rice, or use rouge rice, sushi he is still sushi, and it will not change his essence because of what kind of rice is used." ”

Sikong Yao nodded, and said: "I understand what you mean, in order to get a better taste, choose better ingredients, which is understandable in itself, which represents people's pursuit and yearning for a better life, but the rest of the ingredients cannot be denied because of this." ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, that's it, there is no good or bad ingredient in itself, although Koshihikari rice is recognized as the best rice for making sushi, but if it is used as a donburi, it is too delicate in taste, and it is not suitable for the opposite, so do you have to say that Koshihikari rice is not a good ingredient?" The answer is no. Therefore, I believe that before a true chef wants to make delicious food for his customers, the first thing is to recognize the ingredients. ”

"Before cooking, do you have to approve the ingredients......" Sikong Yao savored this sentence carefully.

Battlefield Haramine continued, "Approving ingredients means choosing a good way to cook according to the characteristics and nature of the ingredients themselves. ”

Sikong Yao hesitated for a moment and muttered, "Do you mean to make a meal based on the ingredients, rather than choosing the ingredients according to the food?" ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue clenched his fists and said, "That's right. That's the answer I've found, a true chef should be able to make delicious food with any ingredient, not just have the best ingredients to make delicious food. This is the essential difference between talent and ability. ”

Sikong Yao suddenly remembered a certain person, using the remnants of ingredients, a few shriveled sea shrimp, and borscht made of uneven conch, and had an epiphany. By the standards of the original peak snow on the battlefield. Then Bai Xia deserves to be a real chef. In fact, Sikong Yao thinks the same way, Bai Xia is undoubtedly a real cook, no matter what kind of cooking he can easily use, and he is very knowledgeable, there is never something that Sikong Yao doesn't know, and there is nothing that Bai Xia doesn't understand.

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Sikong Yao smiled bitterly, originally thinking that he had learned the triple secret of Sakura Jelly. The next time I see Bai Xia, I can show off, it seems that I have made a mistake and have to find a new target.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue continued: "Just like humans and machines, calculators can quickly complete astronomical calculations that ordinary people can't do, but can machines outlaw a real human's ability to think? Obviously, in the world as I know it, I still can't do it, right? ”

Sikong Yao smiled and said, "Okay, I'm starting to understand what you mean, although I can't completely agree." But I think you're right. ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue laughed and said: "So, the machine is always just a machine, no matter how fast the speed is, no matter how perfect the transportation is." No matter how well the details are handled, it is never compared to a real person, and I don't think there is any difference between a chef who can't approve the ingredients and only knows how to use the best ingredients, and a machine that only knows how to operate according to a set program. ”

Sikong Yao finally nodded. Although she completely agrees with the view that Battlefield Yuan Fengxue cooks for the sake of ingredients, she affirms Battlefield Yuan Fengxue's words, if a chef only knows how to cook according to the recipe on the recipe, then the food made can only be regarded as delicious at best, and far from being delicious.

Sikong Yao thought about it for a while, and finally tried to express his opinion, so he said slowly: "But what kind of cuisine and what kind of ingredients are used, there are also regulations, you can't use chili peppers to make tomato scrambled eggs, right?" ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue laughed disapprovingly, and said, "Haha, who said it can't?" Maybe......"

The voice gradually sank, and Battlefield Yuan Fengxue suddenly said that this combination was a little unreasonable, no matter how much he recognized the ingredients, he couldn't make such a combination.

However, the battlefield Yuan Fengxue soon realized that Sikong Yao's statement was also wrong.

"No, there's something wrong with that."

"Oh? What's the problem? Sikong Yao asked curiously, and she began to take a closer interest in this topic.

"First of all, scrambled eggs with tomatoes are a sweet or salty dish, sweet is recognized as tomatoes, salty is recognized as eggs, and on this basis, other ingredients can be combined and selected to be called approved ingredients. In a dish, the ingredients are also divided into primary and secondary, and it should be the main ingredient as the core to unfold, so the choice of chili pepper is unwise. ”

Sikong Yao nodded and said, "Then isn't it contradicting yourself when you say this, you have to recognize the chili pepper and not use it for cooking." ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue shook his head and said: "No, no, you have started to change the concept again, the attributes of the chili pepper itself are hot and spicy, if you want to recognize this flavor of the ingredients, you should fully respect its characteristics, instead of indiscriminately combining it with other ingredients." Scrambled eggs with chili peppers and tomatoes can't be beaten with eight poles at all. It's like letting two boys and girls who can't get along at all become a couple, it's not good for anyone, and there's no respect for anyone. ”

Sikong Yao laughed and said, "Okay, I know, haha." So that's your answer, can a person who approves of ingredients be considered a real chef? ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue nodded, and said seriously: "Of course, but whether the stinky daddy approves of it or not, I firmly believe that this is my answer." ”

Sikong Yao hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to say the next words, but after thinking about it again, he still decided to tell the battlefield Yuan Fengxue.

"Peak snow." Sikong Yao suddenly spoke.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue was stunned for a moment, and hesitated: "Huh? ”

Sikong Yao pondered for a while, and finally spoke, "Actually, Uncle Ze seems to have a similar opinion......

Under the faint moonlight, although Sikong Yao couldn't see the expression on Yuan Fengxue's face on the battlefield, she could still feel that at this moment, his figure froze instantly.

Sikong Yao said slowly: "When I arrived at Renqian Flavor House on the first day, the former of the battlefield told me that Koshihikari rice is not necessary to make sushi, and that rice from the Northeast is also a good choice in China, he said......"

Sikong Yao tried to see the expression of Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield through the moonlight, although he couldn't see it really, but what he could know was that he was surprised.

He said...... Sushi is about choosing different cooking methods for different ingredients, and it is not that sashimi must be used for nigiri sushi, but that the way sashimi is used for nigiri sushi can bring out the taste of the ingredients themselves better than roll sushi. Sikong Yao tried his best to keep his tone unchanged, just stating an objective fact, and not adding personal feelings, so that Battlefield Yuan Fengxue could understand the intention of Battlefield Yuan Zejian.

There was silence again, and the battlefield Yuan Fengxue stopped talking, and in the end, he went around in a big circle, and the answer he got after working hard for so long, and the battlefield Yuan Fengxue, who was trying to prove himself, suddenly found that in fact, this truth, did the battlefield Yuan Zejian already know?

So what's the point of your own efforts? The figure of the battlefield Yuan Fengxue was trembling.

Sikong Yao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and said slowly: "Feng Xue, in fact, have you ever thought about it...... Uncle Sawami actually has his own thoughts, and he also has his own intentions that he wants to convey to you, but you have not been willing to accept it...... I think if you can sit down and have a good talk with your father, Uncle Sawami will definitely tell you the answer. ”

When she sat down to talk to her father, when such words came from her own mouth, Sikong Yao felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, like a thorn, piercing into her ignorance.

Since childhood, Sikong Yao has never sat down with his father to have a good talk, but they don't like each other, and they continue to accumulate contradictions.

It's obviously something that he can't do by himself, but he uses it to admonish others, Sikong Yao feels a little funny, it's really a great mockery.

Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield still didn't answer, and Sikong Yao's mood was also low, the two of them were silent, the evening breeze kept blowing, and the fallen leaves were rolling in front of them, and the two of them were sad.

Being in a foreign country for cooking practice, Sikong Yao felt that the reason why he was able to reach this height today was actually due to the fact that person.

Thinking like this, the thorn pierced deeper, as if every beat of the heart would make the thorn go deeper.

After a long time, Battlefield Yuan Fengxue finally spoke slowly: "I know...... I'll talk to him tomorrow. ”

Sikong Yao nodded, as if she was comforting Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield, and as if telling herself: "Well, it's time to talk about it." (To be continued.) )