Chapter 131: : Shortening? Fish Pie

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"Can you talk about your evaluation of cooking, Mr. Aoki." Xia Yu was helpless.
"good, very good, excellent!"
Aoki Zong patted his thighs and praised them first. Then he said in a low voice: "But ah, there is a pyramid. This dish of Egyptian roast chicken is perfect. I don’t dare to say anything else. To perfection, your food will be able to pry open the treasure trove of consumers' taste, and let people appreciate the ultimate taste!"
"It's really only close!"
Aoki Zongtai's distressed look is even more distressing than that of Xia Yu, the producer.
"It's a miss, a thousand miles!"
Xia Yu shook his head, it was difficult to be optimistic.
Of course he knew that the flaws in his failures were not so easy to fill.
After all, ‘Spice Ninth Egyptian Roast Chicken’ is really a super special dish and contains an ultimate taste. If he had mastered the cooking skills [Spices Inequality], it would be impossible to achieve this level of imitation.
In fact, it also has something to do with the application of "Spice Inequality".
He can't use the spice formula flexibly.
Like solving a math problem, he is just the most awkward student. Remembering the formula, he only knows how to apply the formula, but does not know how to transform and use the formula flexibly.
With the experience of learning [Burning Flame] cooking skills, Xia Yu is calm.
In the near future, the special dishes of Dojima Silver will be thoroughly studied by him.
Moreover, Xia Yu's head had other inspirations. If [Spices Inequality] cooking skills can be taken a step further, it is impossible for him to modify the recipe according to his own inspiration and turn the Egyptian roast chicken into a roast chicken full of Chinese spices.
The key is still in spice matching!
...
Xia Yu cleaned the plate and returned to the store.
"I remember, no wonder you are so familiar with this dish!"
Mrs. Aoki, sitting in front of the bar, suddenly exclaimed: "This is a special recipe for the guy from Dojima Silver!"
Then he stared at Xia Yu with strange eyes.
"Isn't the recipe given to you by Dojima Silver?"
"I ate his food, remembered the flavor of the spice, and tried to restore it myself." Xia Yu shrugged and said casually, but unexpectedly Aoki Zongtai looked like a monster and continued to stare at him.
"Can you remember the ultimate taste of premium cuisine?"
A long time ago, the prince Aoki asked tentatively.
"It's not the ultimate taste." Xia Yu waved her hand. "I just know the way to match the spices. Of course, there are many things I tried through my own experiments." He can't say that he secretly peeped through the "Enlightenment Crystal" props.
"Pervert! Monster!"
There was a trace of horror in Aoki Aoki's eyes, and he couldn't help saying, "How can it be so easy to learn special recipes..."
Talking, he found himself choking.
Living examples are in front of you. Aoki Zongtai shook his head and smiled, "If Doji silver knows his recipe, you have stolen it, and you must be spitting blood. The special recipe for the special chef is the capital of life and safety."
"Every special-grade recipe is the crystallization of the chef's efforts, recording the chef's wisdom and experience. In short, special-grade recipes, in the circle of special grades, can also be regarded as a currency of mutual exchange, and you will know their preciousness in the future. "
Xia Yu was silent.
After the store was quiet for a while, a loud voice came out of the speaker outside the phone:
"Lecturer Aoki!"
At this point, Aoki Aoki noticed that Xia Yu was facing him with a mobile phone camera, stunned.
Seeing this, Xia Yu turned the phone screen and turned on the front camera. A sturdy face of the monk is enlarged in the picture. Looking at this face, I am afraid that no one can think of Aoki Aoki, who has the title of "ghost noodle monk" in the gourmet world.
"It's you, the seventh seat of the ten masters of Yuanyue!" Aoki Zongtai smiled, "It's just... Hui, is that the name?"
"Yes, it's me."
Yi Sehui said respectfully, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"interesting!"
Scrubbing his chin, Aoki Zongtai noticed the group of people behind Yi Sehui and turned his head to Xia Yu: "It turns out that you have long known a group of friends who are far away. I am also worried that if you are familiar with that school, after all, we all There are teaching tasks."
Xia Yu couldn't help crying, but was about to explain, Morita Maki presented her own food.
"what!"
Aoki Aoki was attracted by the three dishes in the picture.
"This is..." Xingping Chuangzhen's pupils shrank.
On the white plate, an egg-yellow pastry was placed, which at first glance looked like pizza noodles.
"Wait, the last step!"
Morita ran back to the kitchen counter, took a few green asparagus, cut small tomatoes and carrots, put them in a pan and heated them slightly, trot back a few minutes later, and set them on the edge of the ceramic plate.
Holding a knife and cutting the square pastry in half, Morita also took a small bowl, scooped up some white viscous sauce with a spoon, and sprinkled around the pastry.
This time, the decoration of the plate is completed.
The original pastry on the plate is monotonous, surrounded by side dishes and sauce, and the visual effect is full.
Exquisite!
Pretty!
Looking at the colorful western-style pastries on the plate, the word came to everyone's mind.
"This style of culinary art, how did I think of Yuchee Rina..." Yi Sehui murmured ~EbookFREE.me~ 鰆鱼千层派! "
Yi Sehui immediately said.
"No, it's a crispy yellowtail pie!" Morita corrected with a smile.
"But, the noodles you used to make the 鰆鱼派, is the technique of the French Melaleuca?" said, Yi Sehui raised his left palm, with a black pen on it, clearly writing a few words-
French Melaleuca!
Seeing this, Xia Yu also showed to the camera the words carved on his palm with charcoal in front of him: shortening.
The two in the video picture stared at each other.
Crispy, Melaleuca Pie.
In fact, the cooking techniques used for these two kinds of dim sum are similar, but it is clear that Morita's cuisine is not simply a crispy, mellow pie, they are only half right.
Observing the cut surface of the ‘crispy squid pie’, it’s not difficult to find that a layer of layered crust is the secret of the confectionery or the melaleuca.
Morita Maki was meticulous in making the thousand-layer pie skin, so, from the front, the face was exquisitely carved, and the small openings criss-crossed were carved, and from the side, the pike fish sandwich, layered, neatly like art . In addition to a large piece of fish meat cut into pieces, there are fillings that exude a strong fragrance.
"Try it!"
Zhenxi cut all the tang fish pie, and excluded her from the kitchen. There were six people in total, and three pieces of tang fish pie cut in half, just enough points.
The most lively Yoshino Yuki took the lead with a knife and fork, cut off the anglefish pie, and sent it to his mouth.
Teeth bite down.
The skin of the Melaleuca Pie has a soft taste. After biting down, the teeth break through the skin layer by layer, making Yoshino Yuki feel shocked.
Finally, suddenly, the filling spread out in the mouth, and the fish flicked at the tip of the tongue!
"This taste..."
Yoshino Yuki lowered his head and held his knife and fork tightly. (To be continued.)