When the lid is lifted, the aroma gushes out of the gap and quickly spreads through the kitchen. The three people standing behind Jiang Yunfeng seemed to have been punched in the face, and their faces were confused. This fragrance is so overbearing, compared to Erina Nagikiri, one of the Ten Masters of the Far Moon, Erina's cuisine is like a queen, conquering diners from the inside out with nobility and elegance. And Jiang Yunfeng's 'Dongpo Elbow' today is like an overlord, directly and unreasonably pressing the diners to the ground and rubbing them, so that the diners don't want to and dare not say that they are not delicious.

Jiang Yunfeng lifted the lid of the pot, the steam dissipated, and it was simmered over low heat for an hour. The aroma of the rice wine has evaporated, the rock sugar has also dissolved, and the two are mixed into a thick sugar-colored soup, and the elbows in the pot are also dyed with beautiful sugar, dancing with the small bubbles churning in the soup. Crispy but not rotten red meat, oily but not greasy sebum, mellow after long-boiled rice wine, smooth sweetness of rock sugar, fragrant and far-reaching spices. Visually and olfactoryly, it is a fierce and fierce fist, and it is impossible to find the north of Kohei Soma and Tian Sohui, who are not deeply involved in the world.

Ginko Dojima, who stands at the top of the culinary scene in Japan and even in the world, could not be lost in a dish, on the surface he is not shocked, but in fact, he is secretly glad that he has been prepared, otherwise he will have to repeat the ugliness of the autumn selection finals. Coughing lightly, he asked with a chuckle, "Classmate Jiang Yunfeng, when will your cooking be completed, it's almost noon now." ”

Jiang Yunfeng, who was scooping the soup on his elbow with a spoon, heard this, turned his head to check the wall clock on the wall, and exclaimed, "Ouch~ It's all this time." Chuangzhen hurriedly cooked, and I still have half an hour to finish. Today, I will eat 'Dongpo elbow' for lunch. ”

"Okay!" Kohei Chuangzhen gladly accepted the order. Seeing that Chuangzhen began to wash rice, Jiang Yunfeng instructed Tian Suohui again, "Xiaohui, please go wash some fresh vegetables, this dish alone is still too little, I will take advantage of the fire to fry a few more side dishes after I finish cooking." Hearing this, Megumi Tando nodded with a smile and trotted out of the kitchen, apparently going to harm Isshiki's vegetable patch.

Near noon, several people who had gone out returned to Polestar Liao one after another. Yuhime Yoshino and Ryoko Sakaki entered the hall together and were attracted to the kitchen by the fragrance, and just happened to bump into Jiang Yunfeng, who had cut the knife into small pieces and placed them on the table, "What a great color~ It must be delicious!" The cheerful Yoshino Yuhime pinched a mouthful and stuffed it in her mouth, and the crispy and sweet taste made her clutch Sakaki Ryoko beside her, and her little feet jumped straight into her mouth and hummed meaninglessly~

"I know, I know. It's delicious, but don't wipe your hands with my clothes! Ryoko Sakaki had no choice but to push away Yoshino's hand that was trying to stuff a piece of meat into her mouth. It's really good, it's rare for you to come back to Doshima, so stay for lunch and then leave, and try the craftsmanship of your juniors by the way. Damido Wenxu walked in slowly with his hands in his hands.

"Hehe, there is such a delicious lunch dish, even if Mrs. Wenxu drives me away, I won't leave." Dojima Ginha laughed, got up and pulled out the chair for Daimido Fumio, and beckoned the others not to be restrained.

"The stew is very crispy, but it's a pity that I'm old, old woman, and eating too much of this greasy food will have three highs." Omido Fumio picked up his chopsticks and poked the elbow on the table, turned around and said, "Is this just the dish?" Is there anything else? ”

"Yes! Do it right now. ”

Mrs. Wenxu smiled, turned up her phone to the stopwatch, and said, "It's 11:30, I'll give you 30 minutes, and I'm cooking two other dishes." Can you finish the meal on time at 12 o'clock? ”

Jiang Yunfeng didn't look back, made a thumbs-up gesture with his right hand, and replied proudly, "No problem!" With a flick of his sleeves, he took out a Western-style kitchen knife from the knife holder, turned a few knife flowers between his fingers, and cut winter bamboo shoots, lean pork, fungus, and carrots into thin strips, pickled peppers, tender ginger, and coriander.

Pick up the frying spoon, Jiang Yunfeng scoops the oil to moisten the pot, the shredded meat goes down first, slides and stir-fries, then pours in the ginger foam, pours in a little cooking wine, when the shredded meat is cooked thoroughly, pours the pickled pepper into the fried red oil, and finally puts down three kinds of shredded vegetables, lifts the right knee, pushes the Chinese stove door handle to the maximum, the huge roar of the blower turns the flame in the hearth from orange to bright blue, Jiang Yunfeng woks tilted slightly, flipped with both hands, pinched several seasonings into the pot, held the pot ear with a towel with his left hand and turned it, and pushed the stir-fry spoon with his right hand, and the ingredients in the pot flew up. The flame that comes into contact with the high temperature burns immediately.

Kohei Chuangzhen picked up a piece of 'Dongpo elbow' accompanied by the slight drunkenness of Huadiao wine, and swallowed it in one gulp. The fat and skin melt on the tip of the tongue, and the lean meat spreads out as you chew. The soft and sweet taste flows through the lips and teeth, contrasting with the Dongpo meat rice bowl in the memory of Mito's Yu Mei, except for the similar color, the bowl of meat rice is not at the same level as Jiang Yunfeng's elbow in other aspects. With questions, the cooking process of the two was replayed in his mind, and the materials used by Meat Mei at that time were much more advanced than Jiang Yunfeng today, but why was the gap between the finished products so big?

"Hey~ shredded fish-flavored pork, vinegared shredded potatoes, it's exactly 12 o'clock, Mrs. Wenxu will have dinner." Jiang Yunfeng took two plates of stir-fry and put them on the side of the casserole with elbows, and took a bowl of white rice on the ground, and Jiang Yunfeng said thank you after taking it, picked up the soup spoon in the casserole, scooped a spoonful of soup and poured it on the steaming white rice. "Won't you get tired of eating like this?" Megumi Tadoko, who has a light taste, frowns cutely when she sees the oily rice.

"Xiaohui, you won't eat it when you see it. The soup and rice in this stew are superb, and I can eat two large bowls of rice without other side dishes. Jiang Yunfeng finished a bowl of rice after dividing it by two, washed the dishes and chopsticks in the sink and put them back in the disinfection cabinet, took out two large insulated lunch boxes, loaded some side dishes and elbows respectively, and said to everyone after the lid was tight, "The elbow is enough, you eat slowly, I still have some things to do and leave first." After saying that, he picked up his lunch box and planned to leave.

"Wait a minute! Ah Feng, can you tell me why there is such a big difference between the same dish, the fleshy Dongpo meat and your Dongpo elbow? Xingping Chuangzhen shouted loudly to stop the departing Jiang Yunfeng. Forehead..... Jiang Yunfeng pinched his chin and recalled, snapped his fingers, and replied, "Because she added water when she stewed meat, that's all." I'm really in a hurry, what's the reply. With that, he left like a gust of wind.

After being reminded of this, Kohei Soma recalled that when Mito Yumei started to stew, he did mix rice wine with water. And Jiang Yunfeng didn't add a drop of water during the whole process this time, and used a whole jar of Shaoxing Huadiao wine. After figuring out this critical juncture, Kohei Soma also learned to use bibimbap to feel the unusual flavor.

In the building of the Ten Masterpieces Council, in the corridor, two shadows walked quickly. "Disqualify all those who couldn't be reviewed in the morning!" Erina Nagikiri's tone was cold, without a trace of emotion.

"But... The deadline hasn't come yet.,Doing so may have a bad impact on Erina-sama's image in the future.。。 The little secretary Shinto Scarlet followed behind and replied worriedly.

"That level of cuisine,How can it appear at the school festival! It's simply defiling the Far Moon Tea House. Besides,With their strength, they will definitely lose money in the school festival.,I'm canceling their qualifications now.,Let them avoid the risk of dropping out.,They should be grateful to me if they can continue to survive in the distant moon.。 ”

"Yes, it's done." Scarlet Sand decisively carried out Erina's order, and with a few taps on the tablet, the jade finger removed the names of several poor insects.