Chapter 9: Seafood Showdown

"Hey, I really lost."

Ding Xiaowan didn't look depressed at all, shrugged her shoulders casually, revealing a look of nonchalant.

For her, the outcome of the game is meaningless.

The only reason for making simai is to hope that Rika Fujimaru will have a good time.

Seeing her mouth soaked with pork, Ding Xiaowan is already very satisfied as a chef.

As the saying goes, it's hard to reconcile, and cooking this thing is sometimes like art, and it depends entirely on subjective feelings.

It's like spicy chicken, someone can't eat spicy, this dish is garbage to him. And for those who like it, this is the best delicacy in the world. This kind of highly subjective competition, she doesn't need to take it to heart.

"Senior ......"

Matthew took a handkerchief with concern to help Rika Fujimaru wipe the grease off the corners of his mouth.

The questions for the next competition have already been delivered.

It was a man in King Shakespeare's troupe, still the same as before, unable to see his face, like a faceless man, holding an ancient parchment scroll with a red clay seal on it. Yagi laughed, tore open the mud seal, and unfolded the parchment roll, on which only two big words were written: seafood.

"Just write a seafood, why don't you bother so much!"

Yagi couldn't help but complain strongly.

But what about seafood......

The corners of Yagi Yukisai's mouth hooked.

That's where it comes in.

I don't dare to say anything else, but as a Japanese, he is very handy at seafood dishes. After all, Japan is close to the sea and has abundant marine resources. I asked before, Ding Xiaowan is from Hefei, Anhui, China. This place was called Luzhou, or Luyang, in ancient times.

Compared to Japan, it's a landlocked area!

However, now that science and technology are developed, the transportation is convenient, and aquatic products can be easily obtained in inland areas. However, on the topic of seafood, Yagi Yukisai can be conceited and will not lose.

Of course, he didn't know exactly what the [Yangtze River Basin] that Chinese must know. Otherwise, there would be no such self-confidence.

"Since it's seafood, let me do it. I'm confident. ”

Yagi Xuezhai's very confident words made Ding Xiaowan stunned for a moment, then smiled and gave it to her.

It can be seen that Ding Xiaowan has the kind of emotion in the bones of the Chinese: the golden mean. Most people don't want to be the first, they don't want to be the last, they just stay in the middle and be with everyone, so that they will not be hurt or lost, and they will be in a safe position.

Since Yagi came up with this limelight, she was willing to give it to him. Just help him get started. By the way, look at what his means are.

She went to the sink to wash her hands and asked him what he wanted to prepare.

Seriously, in Chaldea you want to use seafood as a theme...... It's really a troublesome thing.

Because...... Chaldea is in Antarctica!

Moreover, even if you have aquatic products, seafood must be in the sea!

Yukisai Yagi opens the refrigerator in the second kitchen.

Sure enough, most of them are ordinary river fish that can be bought everywhere, and only a small part of them are marine fish.

And among these sea fish, is Yagi Yukisai the best at it............

"Then it's tuna."

Well, that's it.

Why is he good at tuna? That's because his mother remarried to a chef, so she often cooks. Yagi will also go to the fight. Every time he helped, the silent man would always make him the scraps after cooking. Tuna is inherently valuable and can't be eaten easily, so Yagi likes to use the excuse of helping, in fact, to eat a bite of tuna.

Ah, it's really unproductive, but it's surprisingly very stylish.

"So, what are you going to do?"

Ding Xiaowan didn't refuse, took a large piece of tuna meat from him and asked.

"Come on, let's make something new this time. Didn't the king say she wanted a burger? Let's make a tuna burger! ”

"Well, very creative. Sounds interesting. Here we go. ”

Ding Xiaowan turned the kitchen knife in her hand and began to process the materials according to Yagi's words.

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In the first kitchen, the mysterious fox girl is stroking her big furry tail with a sad face, which is a wonderful thing with a soft coat that is comparable to gold.

However, there were several tooth marks on it, and there were several marks of fried hair everywhere that had been pulled by something.

The fox girl is sadly arranging her tail, where do she have the heart to cook.

She's the woman who has just been attacked by the Tamamo cat.

In this Chaldean anomaly, the servant who was pulled over by Kiyohime's Holy Grail.

It seems that the keywords given by Kiyohime are [good wife], [cooking master], [Yamato Nadeshiko] and the like.

The body is a blue robe that resembles a shrine maiden's costume, revealing two slender legs and wrapped in blue stockings. Pink hair with a pair of brightly colored ears like the tail.

"Well, please hurry up and make the cooking. We've tied up Miss Cat. ”

Mathaali persuaded with a troubled look on her face.

However, the fox girl just glared at him, and said with a little anger: "It's not your tail that was attacked!" This is Tamamo's proud tail! That's the third life...... No, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a second life! ”

"Well, I'll help you groom your tail, so please hurry up and prepare the meal."

What else can Mata Hari say? I can only quickly persuade it.

If according to this urine nature, because of Miss Cat, she lost one game inexplicably, and now she has to lose again? That's too bad, isn't it?

"That's fine, but you have to be careful, careful, careful, careful!"

It seems that a sense of responsibility prevails over concern for the tail, right? The fox girl repeated her emphasis, handing her tail to Matahari, along with a beautifully crafted wooden comb.

Taking advantage of her combing, the fox girl skillfully processed the seafood that had been piled up on the table.

Without the use of special weapons or utensils, whether it was opening shells, or removing crabs, or even picking scales and gills, she easily completed it with her hands and nails. Of course, she will use a kitchen knife, but now that the time is urgent, I am afraid that she will not be able to serve it in time with a kitchen knife, which is the so-called extraordinary period.

Thinking so, the fox girl who called herself Tamamo skillfully processed the seafood on the table into a tempting gesture.

It's a fish dish that looks very heroic: a seafood pot.

A wonderful dish made by simmering various seafood in a casserole, similar to a hot pot.