"I should have ......"

Xia Yan made it difficult.

The difficulty with this kind of improvisation is that there is no preparation.

He couldn't take out the bean paste and the strange mustard that came with the treasure chest in front of everyone.

To put it simply, any improvisation is a matter of great skill.

The same goes for cooking.

Therefore, we can only return to the most basic 'seasoning', 'heat' and 'knife skills'.

"Unless you point out the super advancements like 'Fierce Bull Green Dragon Slash' and 'Luohan Crystal Slash', [Sword Skill] is the least obvious, and the influence is too inferior."

"[Seasoning] and [Heat] are different......" Xia Yan flipped through his personal panel.

3 unused idle skill points.

After thinking about it for a while, he threw it on the [heat], Xia Yan probably knew how to make a dish about 'jade tofu' in his mind, and the stronger the heat base, the better.

[Heat] - Basic Heat (Advanced 2/2) - Firewood Clay Stove (cannot be upgraded——?

"The second advanced point is out?!"

Pounding, Xia Yan's heart beat faster.

Hold the grass, there is only one request, don't be crooked again! Don't be crooked!

After two or three seconds, the blank space quickly displays the data:

"A pot": A pot is a kind of cooking utensil, but any pot is a universal pot for you......"

With the experience of the real fragrance of the "firewood stove", this time Xia Yan did not underestimate the advancement of "one pot", whether it is a little crooked, only used for actual cooking, and test the truth with practice.

Meanwhile.

This morning, when he left the Polestar Liao dormitory and went to the cooking room of the Yuanyue Department to hone his cooking skills, Xia Yanyou swallowed the 'Tranquilizer Pill', and the countdown of the effect of the medicine was displayed on his personal panel:

Time remaining - 16 hours.

This medicinal buff is equivalent to the bumper of the quality of the work, and no matter how improvisation and practice, the quality will not be lower than the A score of the Far Moon cooking class.

Xia Yan was more concerned about whether the medicinal effect buff and the new fire level would rub unexpected sparks......

To be exact.

Can the effect of the drug help him to adapt quickly in the first use and practice without being fully familiar with and mastering the advanced level?

How to describe Xia Yan's current eagerness to try, not like a chef facing the board.

It's more like a researcher who is trying to verify a certain combinatorial factor.

……

Kohei Soma was asked by his father to go to the ingredient warehouse next to the storefront and take another pack of 'Tamako Tofu' and give it to the second student who occupied the kitchen.

Strictly speaking, 'Yuzi Tofu' is not tofu, let alone a soy product.

Made mainly from eggs, vegetable protein and fresh soup, you can imagine how fragile it is, and the earliest publication on the process of 'tamago tofu' can be traced back to the 1785 "Manbao Cooking Secret Box".

Now Kohei Sozane and Kohei Joichiro, in their own restaurant, have become spectators and judges.

Looking at the jade tofu cut by the two Yuanyue students with the alias of "Egg Jade Crystal", Xingping Chuangzhen was extremely serious.

I won't mention it for a long time, and I will focus on Sichuan cuisine of Chinese cuisine.

You know, no matter what cuisine, Chinese cuisine has strict requirements for the basic skills of 'knife skills' and pot reversal.

"That's amazing......" I couldn't help whispering.

Kohei Soma found that even if he was taught by his father since he was a few years old, the knife skills honed in the busy restaurant battlefield seemed to be on par with this stinky guy.

No, if it involves complex sword skills, Kohei Sojin feels that he will be the desperate chaser.

Then.

was lightly bumped by the father next to him with his elbow.

"Look at the other one."

Listening to the reminder of the father's low voice, Kohei Chuangzhen threw a glance at Xia Yan, who didn't have much sense of presence next to Jiu me Teruki, and was slightly stunned.

It's too fast.

He was cooking at the kitchen counter a little later than I did, but he had cut the tofu, minced meat, ginger and garlic, and was now cutting a few fresh red peppers.

Xingping public canteen, most of the guests are local natives, so the chili peppers are not spicy, Xingping Chuangzhen saw the Yuanyue senior frowned not very satisfied, and whispered: "How can this kind of spiciness be embarrassed to be called chili, rub, it's really embarrassing for the chili family......"

Kohei & Sons: ???

It's not spicy yet, these peppers have been purchased for several days and have been kept in the warehouse, and the best tasting period will arrive in another week.

Then, Kohei Chuangzhen saw Xia Yan specially adjust the valve of the stove.

The pot of oil used by their father and son to cook before began to boil again, Xia Yan gave a grain of jade tofu and wrapped it in cornstarch, but he didn't immediately clamp it into the oil pan and fry it, but turned around and asked:

"This is sesame oil?"

Kohei replied without even thinking about it: "It's sesame oil." ”

I saw Xia Yan give a thumbs up.

Sure enough, Xingping public canteen or something, the shabby appearance is just to deceive the layman, when cutting jade tofu and other ingredients just now, Xia Yan found that the quality is not as high as it is, as if it is operating regardless of the cost.

As a result, the oil used for frying is the same, and it is a high-priced 'sesame oil', and I am afraid that only those mid-to-high-end tempura restaurants are willing to use sesame oil at their expense.

After seeing Xia Yan's inquiry, he just stood with his arms crossed and waited for about two or three minutes.

Xingping Chuangzhen was puzzled by his actions, and asked his father in a low voice: "What is he doing here?" ”

"Oil temperature, smoke point."

Kohei Joichiro's answer was rather succinct.

"Huh?"

He knew that he couldn't figure out the 'smoke point', after all, he hadn't attended a special cooking school, and he didn't understand the meaning of some words in cooking theory.

"I told you, Chuangzhen, the smoke point of sesame oil is about 210 degrees, and the specific brand has to be divided."

Kohei Joichiro's smile was meaningful: "And he's trying to control the oil temperature......"

"After all, when frying food, 70% depends on the temperature of the oil."

Kohei Soma's eyes widened and asked, "What about the remaining 30%, daddy?" ”

He glanced at his son: "20% look at the flour coat, 10% look at the ingredients." ”

Finally, seeing Xia Yan start to use chopsticks, pick up the jade tofu one by one, and put it in the oil pot, Xinghei Joichiro continued to say calmly: "Chuangzhen, the one next to him just now, his comment on you is right, you don't have enough control over the oil temperature of sesame oil, the temperature is almost close to the smoke point before frying, and it will become the oil temperature of McDonald's fried food after a while......"

Listening to my dad also complaining about himself, Xingping Chuangzhen's forehead was bruised, and he was not happy.

"It's not that you deliberately put obstacles on my side, take the first step to fry, I can only follow behind your buttocks, use the same pot of oil, and then the stove valve has not been adjusted, how can the oil temperature not be high!"

Ooh.

The medicine father took a look and found that his son was not as simple as he appeared to be, and his mind was very thoughtful, and he soon realized the pit he deliberately set up in the father-son bureau.

And when Kohei Chuangzhen saw Xia Yan frying, he took the time to scan the kitchen up and down.

"What do you need?" He couldn't help but ask.

"Is there a cast iron pan?"

"There is ......"

Xingping Chuangzhen found a pot that was pure black and looked very heavy, and then Xia Yan put the pot on the stove, heated the oil, put ginger, garlic and meat foam, and stir-fried together.

"Boom~"

The smoke and aroma spread throughout the storefront.

Witness the scene.

Kohei father and son glanced at each other.

"I know his recipe for it." Kohei Soma snapped his palms and whispered excitedly.

Kohei Joichiro smiled, his mouth moving slightly:

Teppanyaki.