Chapter 31: : Real Chinese Cuisine (Part 2)

　　Shibuya-style Japanese youths are chatting with their friends on Twitter and complaining to several singers who are also on the Niconico website.
　　 His name is Jun Mizutani, a top student at the University of Tokyo, and his girlfriend is Ren Xue. He is from China and is also a top student at Dongda University. In fact, before taking the university exams, the two were already in contact, counting time, this year is the fourth year.
　　Mizutani's diligent contribution in niconico is inseparable from his girlfriend's support. He is singing, and his girlfriend is dancing. The two are inspiring each other, making progress together, and chatting on many topics.
　　In the eyes of outsiders, they are simply golden boys and girls.
　　But Mizutani knows that if a cross-border romance is to be sustained, it is not enough to rely on alone.
　　 Just like cooking food, the two will always have differences.
Ren Xue was studying abroad in Japan and was paranoid about his hometown cuisine. While Mizutani had eaten very bad Chinese cuisine in junior high school, his impression of Chinese cuisine has fallen sharply. In addition, he is Japanese and often dissatisfied with his girlfriend. In the daily life, the respect for Chinese cuisine is almost the tip of the wheat, which supports the Japanese materials.
　　 No one has convinced anyone. This is already a cultural war.
　　 Call, call.
　　The nose couldn't help but suck, and Mu Xiaoyue, who was playing with his mobile phone, suddenly raised his head, his cheek facing the closed kitchen, sniffing a scent of vegetative fragrance from the vegetarian dishes, and the belly screamed.
"very hungry……"
　　 Mu Xiaoyue's mobile phone could not be played anymore, and her beautiful face was wrinkled and filled with distress.
　　 Claypot dish is Su Zhai, the fragrance is sealed in a casserole, and it is separated by a tight kitchen, no one else in the store can notice the taste.
　　However, when Xia Yu was cooking two meat dishes, the spicy beef mixed with chili, and the rich aroma of pork and fish, just like a gas bomb, dropped into the store.
　　 "What's the smell?"
　　 A group of singing and chatting groups comforted Mizutani Jun. His mood gradually returned to calm. At this time, the rich flavor of cooking got into his nose.
　　 grunt.
　　 stomach is protesting, stomach acid is secreting.
　　Just the smell, Mizutani feels that the whole person is bad!
　　 Want to eat! Want to eat! I really want to eat it!
　　Mizutani put away his mobile phone, aimed at his girlfriend Ren Xue, and saw that she was also an intoxicated expression with her eyes closed, and couldn't help thinking, "...Why can people's appetite be opened by smell alone?"
　　 On the other side, Anya handed a tissue to her girlfriends, her shoulders trembling, seeming to bear a smile.
　　 "You pig, wipe your saliva!" she whispered in a low voice.
　　 Mu Xiaoyue seems to be immersed in the illusion of incense, and ignores the voice of girlfriends.
　　 Anya can only pick up a tissue to wipe her mouth. It is not an exaggeration, a strong cooking atmosphere can stimulate the salivary glands to the maximum. Mu Xiaoyue was a foodie. Anya did not wipe her saliva once or twice.
boom!
　　 At this time, the sealed kitchen door was opened, and Xia Yu was wearing a white kitchen hat and a white apron, and left and right hands were holding a plate of Chinese food that had just been fried and placed on the counter.
　　 "You take it by yourself."
　　Throwing a word, Xia Yu went back to the kitchen, wrapped the hot casserole with a rag, and took out this southern milk thick claypot.
　　 The two Chinese ladies and sisters almost lie on the counter, like puppies sniffing bones, staring firmly at the two freshly prepared meat dishes.
　　 "Pay attention to the image!"
　　 Xia Yu put the casserole down, patted them on the shoulders, took two clean porcelain bowls, returned to the kitchen and beat two bowls of steaming rice back, "Take the rice--"
　　 For such a short time, Anya and Mu Xiaoyue had transferred the three courses to their seats. They both took chopsticks and sat on the chair. They obviously tried it.
　　 The couple didn't know why, but they were also around the table, holding chopsticks stained with oil.
　　Shibuya style young man, a petrified look, slowly chewed the beef in his mouth.
　　He tasted sand tea beef.
　　 This is a Cantonese dish, more precisely Chaozhou dish.
　　The secret lies in sand tea sauce and peanut butter.
　　But knowing how to make it and making it delicious is another matter. In the Kitchen God Space, Xia Yu spent three days thoroughly understanding this dish. Even with the double-line operation and cooking with fish-flavored shredded pork, the finished dishes were still scored a high score of 80 in the system.
　　 Golden-colored beef slices are scattered in a white porcelain dish. The thick sand tea sauce is poured on the beef slices. The taste is mixed with a little chili flavor, which can really stimulate the appetite to the greatest extent.
　　Under Xia Yu’s gaze, after Mizutani swallowed a piece of sand tea beef, his eyes were shining, as if he had found a beast of prey, his eyes were covered with blood, and his chopsticks couldn’t stop.
　　His girlfriend turned into a hungry ghost.
　　 The shop was silent for a while, only the crisp sound of chopsticks touching the plate.
　　 Within a few minutes, a large plate of golden beef slices was eaten clean.
　　 Ke Mizutani apparently got appetite, a hungry expression that didn’t eat enough, staring at the remaining sand tea sauce on the plate, the throat knot rolled a bit, and seemed to intend to lick the plate.
　　 "Delicious?" A cold voice made Mizutani wake up.
　　Looking at the voice, Mizutani saw the young chef who looked down on him before his heart. His eyes were calm.
　　 "Good, delicious..." Mizutani's face was stiff and he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh.
　　 The silence of fans.
　　 "What kind of sauce is this, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Why have I never eaten?" Mizutani pointed to the thick sauce on the white plate and swallowed quietly.
　　 "Shacha sauce."
　　 "originating from the Chaoshan area of ​​China and prevalent in many provinces and cities, it is a mixed condiment. The raw materials are peanut kernels, white sesame, fish, dried shrimp, shredded coconut, garlic, mustard..."
　　 Listening to Xia Yu casually saying a lot of ingredients.
　　 "Shacha sauce?" Jun Mizutani felt a little familiar, and his girlfriend Ren Xue seemed to have bought such a bottle of sauce on Chinatown.
"Don't use the bottled sand tea sauce in the grocery store, compared with the homemade sand tea sauce from our Xia's shop." Xia Yudao, "With the homemade sand tea sauce, we can make many dishes, the sand tea beef is just One of them, in addition, there are sand tea noodles, sand tea chops, sand tea ribs and other dishes, you can try more in the future."
　　Xia Yu finished, turned into the kitchen, washing the pot and cleaning the residue on the kitchen counter.
　　Mizutani stood blankly for a while, reminiscing the taste between his lips and teeth. The original impression of Chinese cuisine in his mind, after tasting this sand tea beef, somehow showed signs of collapse.
"good to eat!"
　　 Mu Xiaoyue's exclamation made Mizutani realize that he still has two dishes to taste!
　　He couldn't care about the complex emotions in his heart, and hurriedly chopsticks out a dish on the table, and fought against Ren Xue, Anya, and Mu Xiaoyue.
　　 Fish-flavored shredded pork is more fragrant and more delicious, and Mizutani almost bit his tongue.
　　 The second plate was quickly emptied.
　　Two bowls of rice were completely forgotten, and four pairs of green and faint eyes turned to stare at the casserole that hadn't been uncovered.
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