Chapter 967: : The so-called ‘Eating Spirit’ (Part 2)

Looking at the barbecue plate.
For a long time, I was surprised by Zhaoji: "Beef, lamb, pork belly... Is the barbecue fighting?"
"You see, there are several kinds of beef, apart from the snowflake beef, and the sirloin, yes, it is the kind that is cut thick and large, much like a steak--"
The foodie Xiaolin gentian faced the plate, like several family treasures, and kept wiping his mouth while talking.
"There is also red beef tongue, have you seen it? Oh my god, the heat is really perfect. After the beef tongue is roasted, it is still pink and tender. When you eat it, you must be extremely soft and delicate!"
Still eating food, knowing the way, and relying on his eyesight, he probably saw the exquisiteness of Xia Yu's "Brilliant Barbecue" recipe.
"Yes."
The sudden intrusion of the crowd did not make Xia Yu angry. He has been in a good mood these past two days. After all, he has gained a lot from his retreat. How can he feel bad? Xia Yu raised his hand to show the crowd and smiled and said: "Everyone listen to me quietly, beef, there are beef tongue, beef and beef tenderloin."
"Let’s talk about beef nuggets first. I chose the third and fourth beef belly ribs of Neon Wagyu. This area belongs to the place with the most abundant beef fat. When grilling, with my fiery fire, it’s an instant. It can turn the meat on the surface into a cage and lock the thick gravy inside the beef, so it is matured when it is baked. When everyone bites down on the beef...Bang!"
Here, Xia Yu stopped talking and raised a mysterious fox in the corner of his mouth.
Guru~
A spitting voice.
Since everyone has entered the house, although this plate of work has not met the expectations of Xia Yu, it can barely be used to entertain friends and family. Xia Yu found chopsticks and selected one piece of "Snowflake Beef Grain" from the pile of meat, and put it on a small plate. The number was not too much, just enough for everyone to divide up.
Zhu Qing, Zhenxi sauce and Erina looked at each other.
This is Ayu's fine work of retreat for many days.
Everyone has strong expectations.
"I have eaten a lot of roast beef, this is just ordinary wagyu ingredients, not a fantasy level. What can I achieve with the roast wagyu beef of the lecturer?" Erina opened her mouth and eats the meat on the chopsticks. .
"Puff--"
With a bite of the teeth, the thick and hot gravy burst out unexpectedly.
Is it just that?
It's not that Erina was arrogant, even if she changed the meat to roast beef, she could spray the meat with a thick juice. With a little disappointment, Erina shouted and bit the meat bite deeply.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and her cheeks were full of food, bulging high.
The strange thing is that ‘God’s Tongue’ has not been paralyzed and stopped. It is important to know that in the past, Erina tasted the dishes of summer lecturer.
A series of taste information is a magnificent picture in the mind of the girl.
Bang.
Shuitian Yixian!
The beef juice formed the sea, and at the moment the raging sea surface was burning with flames!
The juice is carried by the ingredients themselves, and the flame is not an unowned thing. Yatze Rina looks up to see the sky, there is an orange-red throne formed by the flame, and there is a erratic shadow sitting on it, staring straight at her With.
Erina felt a shock in her body, and somehow, the eyes had the majesty that made her bow her head.
An irresistible mark!
"Welcome to my kingdom, my devout believers—"
Contrary to the majestic eyes, Erina suddenly heard this voice and felt like a spring breeze, like a baby girl in her baby's voice hearing the mother's call, so the girl tranced.
Others taste it one after another.
Zhenxi dizzyly said: "Overbearing..." There is still a throne of flame high in her pupils.
"Still delicate tenderness?"
Zhu Qing blushed, but his smile was naive.
The kitchen atmosphere became weird. For a long time, according to Ji Ji, Xia Yu looked at the back of her breath quickly, as if there was a voice in his heart urging him to go to the lecturer's kingdom.
"Sauce!"
Suddenly, a deep voice sounded so that I was shocked by Ji Jiling and gave myself two slaps.
Yan Qi didn't look at the chopsticks that fell to the ground, staring at Xia Yu closely.
"Why did you use garlic sauce to serve the barbecue?"
"As far as I know, the combination of pepper and sea salt is more suitable for this roasted snowflake beef!"
Xia Yu just smiled, "Mr. Yan, your mouth, has given you the answer?"
Ok?
Yan Qi opened his mouth and sucked in a large amount of air. When the closed mouth came into contact with the fresh air, it originally followed the odor of the food under the stomach and disappeared. Suddenly, a wind of barbecue was formed and the lips and teeth were scraped.
"It, they haven't disappeared!" Yan Qi stunned, carefully tasted the sweet and spicy aftertaste in his mouth, could not help chewing the air a few more times.
A barbecue is just like harvesting a forest of meat.
Unspeakable swelling fills the mouth.
At this time, the old man Xia Qing yanked Yan Qi, took a step forward, close to the grandson and said: "You, Yuelongmen?"
The inquiry was too sudden.
Yuelongmen?
Everyone, including Yan Qi, couldn't hold his mouth shut.
"Why do you ask?" Xia Yu's corner of the mouth became more obvious.
Xia Qing said one word at a time: "Your food has ‘food spirit’!"
The arc of Xia Yu's mouth turned into a playful taste: "So, is that "spirit"? I thought it was a great thing before, but after all, "spirit" is nothing but..."
"What is it?!"
Xia Qing and Yan Qi both stared at him directly.
The old man Xia Qing had a cool face full of caution. He is the Dragon Chef, and of course he knows the answer to ‘Eating Spirit’.
Yan Qimu was shocked.
Is there a boy in this generation who jumped the Dragon Gate early to catch up with the predecessors of a century ago?
Xia Yu shook his head and glanced at the people behind him. This answer can't be said publicly. It will cause a psychological disturbance to a group of subordinate chefs who haven't even touched the threshold of the Lin level.
Facing the old man and Yan Qi, facing away from everyone, Xia Yu's mouth moved slightly, and he said two words in his lips:
"Stamp."
Xia Qing was shocked when he read the young man's lips.
Yan Qi was ecstatic and stunned: "Yes! This is the essence of the "spirit"!"
"The so-called food spirit, in the final analysis, is just a mark, in other words, the characteristics of the chef to distinguish the chef from eating."
"The promotion of the nine-star chef to the special chef must have a personal characteristic of "the heart of the kitchen". At the beginning, the heart of the kitchen is a kind of imprint. The promotion of the special grade to the Lin level, the heart of the kitchen becomes the meaning of food, and the imprint is made from thin intentions and hints. Into food."
"I give an example, such as the heart of the kitchen in my hometown, which becomes the food meaning. Perhaps when tasting the dishes, the diners can hear the voice of the chef who wants to convey the past, such as the mother's call."
In fact, Xia Yu also just understood the essence of "spirit" yesterday.
If food righteousness is an illusory sound if it exists ~EbookFREE.me~ then ‘food spirit’ is the projection of the chef himself in the dishes!
Of course, this projection is not necessarily the image of the chef himself. According to Xia Yu's understanding, such as this barbecue platter that he mainly cooks with "burst", so when everyone tastes any piece of meat, what they eat is what is called Throne of Flame.
And if it’s ‘spice inequality’...
Xia Yu's mouth has a smile, "So, the old spice emperor Mila, therefore the title of the emperor is indeed worthy of the name."
but.
Xia Yu looked a little tangled.
His food spirit, his mark, is not pure enough in this barbecue platter.
After all, with Fairy Belle’s "Chrysanthemum Sauce", his mark is inevitably entangled by Fairy Belle.
"How can I break free?"
Xia Yu has a headache, because of the lack of completeness of the dishes.