Yokan originated in the Tang Dynasty of China and is a type of refreshment. In the neon country, yokan is generally enjoyed with green tea as a raw fruit. The green tea soup is cool and slightly bitter, and it is perfect with sweet and greasy yokan.

Takeda stirred the bean paste filling in the small pot, added a little vegetable oil, mixed the sugar, and sifted it on fine gauze.

The key to the deliciousness of the bean paste filling he makes is delicateness. The first time it is sifted, it is the large particles of okara bean skin that are sifted out, leaving a rough bean paste. After boiling the bean paste again, adding agar to melt, and then sifting it a second time, the bean paste is delicate and uniform in texture.

Li Yi watched the old man in front of him meticulously add ingredients to the pot, and in the end he still had a trace of admiration. The pot is already filled with a sweet fragrance, which is not particularly strong, but it is extremely intriguing. It's like the fragrance of plum that suddenly emerges in the harsh winter of the wax moon, and it penetrates into your heart bit by bit.

He shook his head, and saw Takeda Dalang take out the yokan that had been solidified, with a moist luster, and translucent edges, which was obviously the most ordinary style, and like a polished gem, the whole body was round, and the color was bright.

"Xiao Yi, do you want to try it?" Takeda swept his longing gaze, his face softened a little, and he cut a small piece with a plastic blade and motioned for him to try it.

The soft and glutinous maroon red yokan trembled at his fingertips, Li Yi couldn't wait to put it in his mouth, the feeling of melting in his mouth hit instantly, and the dense taste instantly turned into a sweet spring, accompanied by the unique cold and astringent taste of beans, wandering in his mouth.

Drinking another sip of the clear tea soup handed by the assistant, the bitterness immediately blended with the sweetness, which was a collision of freshness and elegance, and the taste was strong, stimulating his taste buds, making him immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.

"How?" Takeda opened his mouth and stepped forward with a smile.

Li Yi was still annoyed that he swallowed the food in his mouth too quickly, his face was a little strange, he always felt that this yokan was delicious, but after the tea tasted, there was a trace of strange special taste. Just as he wanted to taste it, the taste dissipated instantly, and he raised his face: "Takeda-sensei, it's really delicious!"

"Hahahaha-" Takeda laughed at his slightly exaggerated expression, but he had seen it on many people's faces before, and they all showed a look of enjoyment after eating the refreshments he made, and some people were eager to invite him to be a personal pastry chef at a high price.

Takeda's disciples also flattered along with him, they had followed the old man for many years, and naturally knew that at this kind of moment, saying more good things would be the most pleasing to people.

Takeda laughed as he listened to the endless words of praise, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, everyone move. Today is the battle of pastries, everyone take out their unique skills and hit a good Chinese face! Huaxia's white case master is Zhang Hua, who is the descendant of the Manchu and Han Dynasty and can make a lot of pastry styles. We're not just going to win by the taste, we're going to win by the suit, the look, you know?"

"Hey!" Everyone was ordered, rolled up their sleeves and began to work.

……

Takeda expected to think well, Zhang Hua did make pastries in the Manchu and Han banquets. But he was wrong.

The territory of China is vast, not to mention a capital, but also a Manchu and Han Dynasty. At this moment, Zhang Hua has to fight with several masters to re-present the grandest pastry market in China.

That's right.

They are all about to be hundreds of years old, and they didn't feel like they were enjoying a night market last time, so they wanted to make a place to catch up in the flower city thousands of miles away.

When Yu Jianchu first heard this idea, her pupils were shocked.

Fang Zilu, as the mouth of the small boss, said everyone's thoughts: "But the store given by the organizer is so big." Does the bazaar have to be big? If you don't have such a big diamond, how can you do porcelain work?

Chu Liangwei smiled: "Don't worry, I have already mentioned it to the organizers, and they agreed to remove all the fences at the entrance."

"There's not a street either—"

Yu Jian calmed down, and the terrain around the store appeared in his mind, and suddenly, his mind moved. Immediately pulled out a piece of paper, took out a pen, and sketched the line: "Next door to us is neon,

In order to ensure the fairness of the game, we do not use half of them. With the Huaxia store as the culmination, we extend back to this location." She drew a small dot with the tip of her pen, followed by a whole circle.

"We put tables, chairs and stools on both sides, and a mobile cooking table in the middle, which can be sold or freshly baked. As for the store, it has been transformed into a high-end experience hall. The pastries made by Master Zhang Hua came out of the palace, so naturally they had to use the palace eating method......

The masters were attracted by what she said, and several people got together, changing a little here and there, and they really made a prototype.

"Tsk-the little boss is really crazy...... You can come up with such an idea. She wouldn't want to ......" Fang Zilu's mind turned, and he had a crazy thought.

Yu Jian happened to look at him, "That's right, that's what you think."

This move of the white case is to catch the neon country by surprise, and it is also to make final preparations for the third battle. The idea of this kind of bazaar is not illegal, but it is extremely easy to imitate. But what is simple is that the neon country imitates her.

If you follow the traditional idea of the food competition, the food made is just one or two dishes, and the people who can eat it are the judges.

But Yu Jian didn't want to. This is the first time that Huaxia has stood on the stage of the finals, and she wants to show the world how rich Huaxia's cuisine is and how exciting the food is.

And she will let the world see on the third day, where is the essence of Huaxia!

Fight, you have to fight brilliantly!

And all this, after the final polishing, was directly placed in front of Andy and other judges. Today's jury, excluding the dross, is not a big deal to see the excitement, and immediately agreed, and also united with the staff of the organizer to quietly arrange the venue overnight.

These, by Watanabe Muraichi's eyes, but when he wanted to go to the storm with Watanabe, he couldn't make a phone call, and this person remembered that every time he came into contact with the neon country, the other party's attitude of ignoring it was unreasonable, and he simply didn't care.

The masters who are now preparing in the Huaxia store are really energetic, gearing up, and taking out their eighteen martial arts, eager to show all the mastery of their lives.

"Little boss," Fang Zilu silently stood behind her and tapped her shoulder, and Yu Jian looked back in confusion.

I saw him stretch out two thumbs, shake and shake, and his mouth was almost to the back of his teeth: "It's really yours."

He could already predict the expression on Takeda Dairo's face that he couldn't spit out after eating poop.

Is......

I tremble with excitement just thinking about it!