Chapter 126: : Spice inequality (below)
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Rebirth as a Cooking God
- Thousand Revolutions Z
- 1361 characters
- 2021-03-02 09:56:01
Standing for a while, digesting the contents of the basic skill book, Xia Yu had a plan and said quickly: "The system will screen out the spice cooking skills of the small Chinese master!"
嘀.
The data pops up.
"[Spices Inequality]: One of the five tiger stars of the dark cooking world in the past, the "Blue Eyed Tiger" and "Spice Queen" Mila's stunts started with blue quality, but they can be upgraded by assigning talent points and giving the host a chance Comprehend the'supervision'."
"The selling price is 3000 reputation points."
Spice inequality!
Xia Yu's mind immediately arranged the information about the spice queen in China's original work.
In addition to the terrifying ‘supervision’, Mila’s other hand is a ‘spice inequality’!
She can match the most perfect spice in any dish. In other words, with a nearly intuitive calculation, Mila can grasp the dosage of each spice, which is more accurate and meticulous than the computer calculation.
This cooking skill must be bought.
Xia Yulong glanced at his current reputation value and gritted his teeth: "Buy, buy, buy!"
With a clear reminder, only five thousand points of fame value obtained through the sweepstakes package today have only a few hundred points left.
Corresponding blue cooking skills book appears in the inventory
"Use!" idea called, Xia Yu's head was suddenly stuffed into another strange, huge information flow.
"The original core meaning is "Mental Arithmetic"!"
In 's memory, there are a lot of calculation formulas that Xia Yu seems to understand, some superficial and some esoteric.
The rough formula only involves two or three kinds of spices, but the esoteric formula contains less than a dozen kinds of spices. Those formulas can be filled with a page of paper, which looks like a big head.
is almost the same as doing math test papers to solve the problem. What kind of spice to use, find the corresponding matching formula, and then use the formula to calculate the dosage of each spice.
Of course, the dosage of spices is only the most basic calculation problem. More advanced formulas similar to reasoning, permutation and combination seem to return Xia Yu to the fear of being dominated by high numbers.
"This kind of formula memory is almost the same as seizing the house!" Xia Yu stunned.
You must know that in the original Chinese book, Mila was the leader of the dark cooking world, Kai You, and was kept in a dark room for a long time for spice training.
The cooking technique of "Spice Inequality" is actually a summary of Mila's experience in using her spices.
Xia Yu spent 3000 reputation points, which is equivalent to taking the achievements of Mila training directly. If he can fill up the spice base in the following days, it is only a matter of time before he replaces Mila as the spice king of this generation.
Bloated!
Knowing the meaning of the'spices inequality', Xia Yu found that there was an indescribable self-confidence in his heart, a problem that plagued many days, and suddenly came up with many inspirations to solve the problem. Cooking in progress.
The system came out to fan the fire:
"Get a new task-[initial application of inequality]."
"Tip: Apply the "Spices Inequality" cooking skills you just learned to any kind of cuisine, and submit a work with a score of 80 or more."
"Reward: cooking level lv19→lv20."
A small task only for cooking experience.
Even if there is no systematic encouragement, Xia Yu also decided to practice his hands.
Toot.
When he stepped into the kitchen, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly received a message.
took out his mobile phone and found it was a video chat invitation, a friend from the line "Morita Mori".
readily agreed, and Xia Yu glanced at the phone screen while selecting ingredients in the refrigerator.
"Ayu..."
Morita Mori just woke up and rubbed her eyes.
She was still in the room 205 of Jixingliao, and there was a group of people around him, such as Tian Suohui, Yuliangzi, Yuki Yoshino, and Kenji Marui, either lying on the bed or lying on the floor, the room was full of empty plates , Wine bottle.
It seems that the tea party went smoothly.
"Do you know what time it is now? Don't go back to your room and take a good rest!" Xia Yu scolded.
"Whee--" Sweeping to the phone time, Morita sat up straight, "It's morning!"
She turned her head to look around, and found that Shise Huihe Xingping Chuang was really not there.
"Where did the senior head teacher and Xingping Jun go?"
"Kitchen."
Xia Yu casually said, from the freezer, took a whole dissected fresh chicken out.
"What are they doing in the kitchen?" Zhenxi stood up swaying.
"Go and see you don't know."
"right……"
So, there were some confused girls who used their mobile phones and came to the kitchen on the first floor.
The kitchen was brightly lit. Fortunately, Ping Chuang really supported his chin and sat on the dining table. He heard footsteps and looked back. "Yo, Morita, you are awake too."
Yi Sehui, who was busy in front of the kitchen counter, also gave a glimpse.
"Oops, Xing Pingjun, it seems that I will wait for the food I made, you can't enjoy it alone."
"No, I will not eat supper."
Morita Mori sat down and waved his hand and refused.
"Ah, Maki, are you video chatting with that guy again?" Fortunately, Ping Chuang really put his head together and even squeezed Maki out of it, without the consciousness of being a light bulb, "Hello, hi!"
"Hey you wool, I'm listening, the voice is lower!"
Xia Yu found the ingredients needed for hands-on training and was thinking in front of the kitchen counter.
"Don't disturb me next, otherwise I'll turn off the video." Xia Yu placed her mobile phone on the cabinet and turned to handle the ingredients, specifically looking at the camera and asking.
Morita Shinhe yelled, but Xingping Chuangzhen still wanted to shout, but she was glared.
"Strange, it's midnight, he still wants to cook chicken?"
Xingping Chuangzhen can only suppress his voice.
Morita did not speak, put the mobile phone on the table, supported his cheek with both hands, and looked at the figure in the screen in an instant.
Xia's shop kitchen.
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"What kind of rice is that?" Xingping Chuang was really surprised, "The shape is round and full!"
"Thai rice, Indian rice?" Morita Maki is also guessing.
Yi Sehui picked up the dishes she had just made, and a small dish of ‘Zanjiao grilled panyu’. He was also attracted by the pictures on his mobile phone. Looking at it, he was surprised: "It should be Egyptian rice..."
Ok? !
Suddenly, the three people onlookers all looked surprised.
Xia Yu did not put seasonings directly into the pot, but used a small seasoning plate to mix seasonings such as salt, cumin, black pepper, etc., with words in his mouth, it seemed to be muttering the dosage of each ingredient.
The rice noodles were sautéed for about ten minutes. Add water and cook over the fire. Xia Yu turned around to process the next batch of side dishes.
This time is peeling and cutting small onions.
Yi Sei, Morita Masaki, and Kopei Chuangzheng, seeing him facing a boiling pot that had been placed on the stove for a long time, and the moment he lifted the lid, it was all white steam.
Garlic leaves, cardamom, cardamom, black pepper...
He kept pouring spices into the boiling water, moving very quickly, dazzling.
"Get it!" Xia Yu clapped her hands and turned back to the kitchen counter.
Next, stuff the cooked Egyptian rice into the dissected chicken belly.
Seeing this step, Maki Morita and Kopei Chuangzhen, exclaimed in surprise:
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