Chapter 101: Texture (Part II)
"This first set ......"
Xia Yan finished loading the first plate.
On this small white plate, there are more than a dozen pieces of meat.
He was going to politely ask who wanted it first, but he paused suddenly, thinking that it was a vain question, since the ten masters are all the chief examiners, then Si Yingshi is the chief examiner.
Just as he was about to deliver the plate to the chief Si Yingshi, Kobayashi Gentian suddenly rushed in front of Erina Nagikiri and snatched the plate away.
Si Yingshi swallowed.
I thought I would be the first to eat it, but who knew that such a tragedy would happen.
He is the kind of character who has little combat effectiveness, and he is usually in the Ten Masters Council, and he is used to being suppressed by Kobayashi Gentian.
I could only see my eyes red, and I watched Kobayashi Gentian devour the meat slices.
"Uhh
Swallow the first slice of steaming beef shank.
Kobayashi Gentian squeezed out an incomprehensible moan from his throat.
Even if the beef leg is stewed at high pressure, the meat is still rough, and the tendons are not soft.
So, there is no such thing as melt-in-the-mouth.
Teeth need to be bitten repeatedly!
"It's obviously a very rough texture, why ...... Yes! Kobayashi Gentian clamped his hands and feet, and his eyes were obvious, and they were quickly covered with a layer of water vapor.
"Mine?"
Erina Nagikiri glanced at the second senior sister whose delicate body trembled.
"Don't worry, it's all there!"
Near the dining table, the air suddenly seemed congested and dull.
Look up.
Xia Yan secretly felt funny.
It turned out that the ten heroes all came spontaneously and close together, and there was no more open space around the dining table.
"That, I want a third copy!"
Yishihui and Jiu I raised their hands at the same time, and then both of them were stunned, looking at each other, and their eyes flashed with fierce light.
These two people, when they were in junior high school, were old enemies and rivals, and the friendship boat never existed, so the change in atmosphere when they turned their faces was jaw-dropping.
"I ......"
Si Yingshi reacted, coughing heavily, and finally planned to shake his body, occasionally showing his majesty as the chief, and marking the fourth or fifth plate.
But a purple-haired girl holding a doll bear, Akane Kubo Momo in the fourth seat, rushed in front of Si Yingshi and said: "Isshiki, after a long time, it will be mine." ”
"......" Si Yingshi felt hurt.
Xia Yan listened to the noisy marking statements of the ten masters, shrugged his shoulders, and decided to start with the second plate and cut down the number of meat slices, "Well, it's good to serve 5 slices of meat on each plate first, and speed up the pace of serving." ”
Soon, plate by plate was dispatched.
Finally.
It's the tenth set.
"Give—"
Constantly pushing the frame of the glasses, the body language is clearly written with the uneasy and nervous 'alchemist' Ruishan Ezuya.
Hearing the sound, he looked up unexpectedly: "I—Do I have it too?" ”
There was a surprise in the tone.
Xia Yan put the small dinner plate on the hands of Ruishan Zhijin who was also holding the posture, "You are also a top ten and an examiner, why not?" If you think it's not bad, just cast your vote truthfully. ”
Ruishan opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a while.
He then picked up the silver metal fork and showed his attitude with practical actions.
Fork up a piece and send it to the import.
Texture!
The first taste information that comes to the brain from the tongue is roughness.
It's so rough that it looks like it's rubbing against a rocky mountain.
As one of the top ten masters with the reputation of "the first seat of Yanyi", Ruishan Edazugya, at this time, the expression on his face is actually a kind of madness!
The action of chewing the teeth is extremely crazy and quite rough.
Slices of meat, bitten by a burst of bites.
"How do you feel, the flavor of beef is being released at any time!"
"Where's the fishy smell?"
"And the smell of smell!"
Even if you chew the first piece of meat into scraps and roll your tongue over it, you can still feel the strong flavor of beef.
Every chew is a tidal invasion.
"Whoa-la-"
Suddenly, there was a craggy mountain field with heavy rain in front of me.
The earth, rifts, crisscrossed and crisscrossed.
The sky was covered with a layer of red clouds, and the heavy rain that was pouring down, drop by drop, gathered in those rifts and ravines, forming a series of thick and thin ......
A stream of spices!
Ruishan's eyes showed shock.
"Is that so......"
"Beef leg meat, the meat is rough, this is the characteristic of the ingredients, and it is also the biggest cooking defect that is not easy to erase and fill!"
Keep an eye on the spicy beef leg slices on the plate.
At this time, his mind can be said to be violently tumbling, and in his heart, he can't help but applaud the chef who cooks the beef shank.
Brilliant, brilliant ideas!
It's not to break the head, drill the head, and try all kinds of ways to try to fill the huge hole that the material is born with, but to use this huge hole, use the characteristics of such ingredients, and put your own 'stream of spices'-
Completely instilled!
"That's amazing!"
Eizan Ezuya was also shocked in his heart: "Doesn't the rough meat mean that it is easy to marinate and taste?" So, why should we try to cover up 'defects' that are impossible to cover perfectly? ”
"Let the ingredients and materials themselves, be yourself, is the best use!"
In the make-up examination hall, for a while, it was so quiet that the needle could be heard.
Whole corbel, generous portions.
Ten people divided up a round, and there are still most of them left.
Eat the first and second plates of Kobayashi Gentian and Nagi Erina.
One is to take the plate in a daze.
The other one, holding the table with both hands, the legs of the lower body are tightened, trembling for a while, as if the bones and skeletons are soft, and the whole person is about to collapse and fall to the ground at any time.
The exaggerated performance is, of course, Erina Nagikiri.
"What, do you want a second plate?" Xia Yan picked up the empty plate in front of her, held a knife in the other, and cut a few more pieces of meat into the plate.
"No—"
The girl was short of breath and refused.
Xia Yan smiled and didn't say anything, she just put the plate with sliced meat near her.
As a result, the girl's expression of resistance, which was still a second ago, was obvious, revealing a look of wavering.
Hesitantly holding the fork.
Put another slice into your mouth.
"Boom!"
On the crimson earth, the torrential rain continues.
In those rifts and ravines that crisscross the valleys, the 'streams of spices' are growing stronger and stronger.
"Huh? Where is this? ”
The field of vision is no longer an endless field, and behind him, there is actually a primitive tribe.
Suddenly, the roar of an evil dragon could be heard on the horizon of the rainstorm, followed by the dull sound of the beast rumbling and galloping, and the footsteps were more astonishing than the thunder echoing from the sky.
"Tribe, soon to be attacked by evil dragons!"
A loud voice suddenly came through the rain.
Erina Nagikiri looked back in astonishment, and found a large tent in the center of the tribe, and out of the curtain came a tribal leader with a large bow and a spear on his back
"Everyone!"
"Dragon Hunt!"
The small tent, which was originally silent, came out with the high-pitched echo of "Ula".
Isshiki Hui, Kuga Tereki, and Eizan Ezuya......
Erina Nagikiri saw the rest of the Ten Masters.
It's just that they all incarnate as tribal warriors who follow their leader to hunt dragons.
The dragon's roar is approaching.
In the blink of an eye, Erina Nagikiri felt the ground shaking violently beneath her feet, and her eyes were glazed as she looked at the galloping beast, and saw the black scales and steel-like skin, just as fear grew in her heart.
"Whoosh-"
An iron arrow pierced the beast's hind leg with precision.
The giant beast that was flying over the outer wall of the tribe's fence with its strong hind thighs had its legs torn open.
Poof.
The filthy blood poured on Erina's whole body.
She shuddered.
"Savage, primitive, crude......"
"What kind of 'spice formula' is this?!"
The nose is full of fishy smell and smell.
Seem.
The fishy flesh of the mutant beef leg has not been "erased", but has been moved to a more suitable place, interpreting the unique cooking style.
"Come on." A voice rang out from Erina Nagikiri, and it was the tribal leader who had just opened his bow and shot the beast.
He turned his head and handed the big bow and quiver to the girl in a daze.
Erina Nagikiri was stunned, looked at that familiar face, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Hey, is this the 'texture' you want to convey?" ”