Chapter 428: : Group A

clang--
With a clear knock.
The cooking session began.
"Hoo Hoo..."
Within a few minutes, the sound of frying pork in a frying pan attracted the attention of the audience.
Mito Yumei held a wok with brightly colored pork belly.
The strong taste spread out between the misfortune of Mito, and the students in the audience were obsessed with eyes and drooled.
"Good fragrance!"
"The smell of pork and spices is tightly entangled!"
"Directly stimulate the taste of brain nerves!"
Peppercorns!
Shimirun, Roland Sharpel, Xia Yu, and Dojima Silver were on the guest observation table.
Roland Chapel said: "She used pepper, this spicy material, not only has a rich aroma, enough to make the tongue spicy, but also remove the extra meaty smell of pork!"
Shimirun said: "Is this student called Mito Yumei? The peppers she used are in the form of granules, which stay at the stage of coarse grinding. This form of pepper is more ground than powder. Zanthoxylum noodles, the fragrance will be more prominent!"
A group of teachers in the guest seat nodded.
"Ooo!"
"Fat Charm, I'm watching you, come on--"
Suddenly there was a roaring roar among the student crowd. The head of the society of the "Gaifan Rice Research Society", the two-year-old Xiaoxi Kuanyi, ran to the guardrail and waved his arms exaggeratedly as a cheerleader.
Mito Yumei was speechless and her face was embarrassed and embarrassed.
Take a few deep breaths to ignore the cheering sound.
"What about other people?"
The thought lingered in his mind, and Mito, who was frying, was looking up and swept toward the adjacent kitchen counter.
not far away.
Heigangchang Lianggang grinds a bowl of spices into a uniform dust.
"Uh--"
He untied the right hand bandage and tied it to his forehead. In an instant, the teenager who was originally wearing heavy black circles and listlessness suddenly became sharp, giving him a strong sense of grief.
This was a momentary change from an otaku to a bad street, which shocked a large group of people.
Just like two people!
"What is that guy doing..."
Mito Yumei's pupil shrank and saw Kuroki Yoshihide taking a fresh lobster from the ingredients box.
Then, holding a kitchen knife, glimmering streamer!
"So fast!"
"Good skill!"
Just observing Kurokiba’s cold processing of seafood, the cold sweat of Mito’s charming forehead shed a heavy stone in his heart.
Oppression!
A nameless trend!
In fact, it wasn’t just Mito’s charm, but the students in several nearby kitchen counters also looked up with fear.
Dojima Silver praised: "Clean and simple handling, this student is Alice's follower? He definitely has a wealth of front-line chef experience, these are things that can't be learned in school."
Xia Yu nodded his head, turned his eyes softly, and cut the vegetables quietly and quietly.
The gentle girl also wore a white chef's uniform. Her body was plump, her hair bangs fell on the curve supported by her full chest, and she poured down to both sides.
This Ryoko is not Ryoko.
However, the contrast between Ryoko and Ryoko Lina in quiet time, the kind of quiet and self-made temperament, is always admirable.
In the busy meeting place, she and Maeda Morita are two beautiful and beautiful flowers, which are not affected by the outside world.
"unfortunately!"
Xia Yu shook his head gently.
"What a pity?" Dojima stunned.
"Her cooking kingdom is a little narrow." Xia Yu frowned, "Jiao cuisine is her specialization. Ye Tongqu, which was originally a kind of wine making raw material, has rice koji and salt koji..."
"Is it brewed?"
Dojima Silver is also thinking.
Suddenly, the venue was full of riots.
Ye Shanliang, who has received much attention, placed a fish head of sea bream on the kitchen counter and began to knead the dough with baking powder, baking soda and yogurt.
A group of teachers in the guest room showed disappointment.
Is naan with curry? Very general match, the teachers thought that Shimizu’s students had more creative ideas, but they did not expect to succumb to popular recipes.
However, the cooking session has just begun.
quickly.
When Ye Shanliang added a variety of spices to the saucepan, a spice flavor seemed to spread out.
"not enough!"
"lemon grass!"
Ye Shanliang was expressionless, grabbed some finely spiced spices, and sprinkled them into the boiler.
"not enough--"
Eventually, his eyes turned to a glass bottle that was set aside.
The lens of the venue gave close-ups of glass bottles in due course.
So a few tender green leaves appeared on the big screen above.
what is this?
The students rioted and whispered.
Most teachers were confused and pointed to the fresh spices on the screen, which they could not recognize.
"It's curry leaves!"
"Moon orange plant, a kind of fantasy spice!" Shimirun stretched her face and explained to Roland Sharpel next to her. Under the glasses, they were extremely confused and puzzled eyes.
Her Shimi personal research institute, there is no such fresh fantasy moon orange leaves!
Where did this material come from?
Shimirun had the urge to rush into the meeting room to ask what was happening, but the powder fist she put on her knees clenched tightly and endured.
Ok?
Hearing the words, Roland Sharpel's unchanged old-fashioned face quickly filled with surprise.
boom!
He stood up vigorously, "This year's "Autumn Selection", has finally appeared a year that can control fantasy ingredients? "
From the perspective of Professor Yuanyue, Roland Chapel is naturally surprised and happy.
The interpretation of magic began.
Twist the oak cork with a snap, Ye Shanliang sniffed the diffuse smell, gently closed his eyes intoxicated, and after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, took out two young leaves and put them into the pot !
"boom"
Spice Fountain.
The entire group A meeting place seemed to be shaking due to the trembling vibrations.
A giant entangled in a spice whirlwind stood up, his hands thumped on his chest to raise his anger, and his personal mark shone with Ye Shanliang.
"Eh……"
With her legs lifted by the handles of the chair, the female judge Qianli Xiaya, who was bored while sitting, smelled the scent soaring up and spreading in all directions, and instantly straightened her white neck, with blue muscles appearing on her skin.
"It seems that it's still interesting!" Her eyes widened and muttered to herself.
The venue changed from hustle and bustle to silence.
The camera kept switching, and the cameraman was looking for the glass bottle that each contestant placed on the kitchen counter.
Di, di, di.
The glass bottles and the tender leaves resembling each other surprised the cameraman.
The teachers in the guest table also exaggerated their mouths.
Especially Shimirun, petrified on the chair.
"Why suddenly there are so many fresh moon orange leaves?" She touched the fevered forehead, thinking that it was the wrong way to read the file when she got up this morning, and entered another parallel space-time.
"Ye Shanliang that guy..."
One of the members of Jixingliao, the reticent Ibu Saki, glanced at Ye Shanliang with a big eye, humming coldly in his heart, and suddenly opened his own smoked spice pot, and also sprinkled a few slices of oranges into it and mixed with other spices.
call out--
There was a faint sound of wind blowing.
The turbulent scent formed a haze, which shrouded Ivuzaki Jun, and the figure became blurred.
At this time, EbookFREE.me~ sat on the small stool and slept for an hour, and was awakened by the spicy gas field where the hall was intertwined. After wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, he scratched his head and stood up.
"Ah, it's war?"
Fortunately, Ping Chuang really yawned and lifted the lid of a pot on the stove.
"Moon orange leaf, I have it too!"
The corner of his mouth cracked with a confident arc, and he sprinkled leaves into the pot.
But at this moment, his expression froze slightly.
Because, the hall suddenly blows up a real spice tornado.
So strong, but so heart-warming.
and many more!
What's going on with the feeling of rapid heartbeat?
Fortunately, Pingzheng propped on the kitchen counter with one hand and covered it with his hand, and his pupils suddenly expanded with surprise.