Chapter 737: : Steamed tea bowl by the hostess (Part 2)

Steamed in a bowl, that is, Japanese-style steamed egg, a kind of Dongying style snack, famous, many guests go to the Japanese restaurant to eat more cold seafood such as sashimi, then order a bowl of hot steamed eggs to eat, warm the heart and stomach , Let alone the happiness.
To be more specific, there is not much difference between steaming tea bowls and steaming eggs, but the container is a little special, and a tea cup is used.
When it comes to steaming tea bowls, why do you want to hook up with the thick Japanese breeze? Here, you have to mention the broth that was just mixed with the egg liquid. That is Dongying's very representative bonito soup. At first glance, the soup is light, But if you really taste it, it is not the case, the mouth will be occupied by a deep aftertaste.
The bonito, or bonito, is the so-called bonito flake, which is the wooden fish flower. They are actually a thing.
When it comes to technical content, steaming tea bowls is a common snack, but any housewife who can cook can make it and serve it, and the taste is not that bad.
Therefore, knowing that the hostess will use this snack as her own Lin-level debut, everyone present is whispering.
"Too ordinary!"
"Ordinary recipe! Ordinary ingredients!"
"Yeah, if you can't innovate, or give the food a deep connotation, I'm afraid that Ryoko will have difficulty getting the approval of the four!"
Voices are expressing concern.
At this time, Xia Yu noticed a sweeping sarcasm, and Lei Zhe wanted to make trouble again. His eyes clearly showed contempt for the heroine's work.
From a culinary point of view, he is indeed qualified to despise the heroine who has not been officially promoted.
Xia Yu just chuckled secretly, his lips moved towards Lei Zhe silently: "Wait and watch!"
Just waiting, half an hour passed unconsciously.
Steamed eggs are cooked on high heat, and can be taken out of the pot in 10 minutes at most. The heat of steamed eggs is also a knowledge. Even the students in the middle school of Yuanyue, I am afraid that they will not use high fire, which often causes the custard to grow old. Restore the delicate taste of this book. Such a dish completely collapsed.
The female host will cook on a charcoal stove over a low heat for half an hour, and the efficiency is actually quite high.
Click!
The sound of the bamboo curtain rolling in the room.
The curtains facing the direction of the Jade Bathing Pool in Shinjuku Gyoen stretched up and shrunk under the eaves, so the night view of the courtyard gradually spread out in the guests' eyes.
In that direction, the lights were faint, the trees were whirling, and the wind brought the rustle of leaves, and there was a picturesque atmosphere.
The atmosphere was created, and young women in kimono also began to serve.
Each table, according to the number of people, each person is assigned to a Japanese-style tea bowl steamed, and finally when the maid is removed, the number of tea cups is just enough, no more and no less.
The heroine will sit on the bar counter as usual and look up at the first four giants.
No one was in a hurry to start, and the house fell silent.
"Tea bowl steaming?" Yi Lin, the host of Shilin Temple, said with a smile, "Ryoko, tell me why you chose this popular recipe!"
"We need an explanation!" Dean Yuchuan froze his face. She was the harsh face of the white eyebrow, which would pose a posture and not be angry.
The immortal Zuoweimen and the Qiandai goddess are also watching the heroine.
The whole room was watching her.
"Popular recipe?" Ryoko Lina's lips curled up with a slight curvature, seeming to have a smile. She looked at her Xia Yu at the side of the throne, her eyelashes moved, and she lowered her eyes softly. But it is such an ordinary and ordinary recipe that carries my most precious memory!"
memory?
Everyone looked at Xia Yu when they saw that the hostess was about to speak, and she didn't look right.
Sina Rina and Sister Alice behind Sian Zuoweimen, and Sister Yuchuan next to them, staring at Xia Yu with exaggerated eyes, as if looking at a big who had been destroyed.
"Hey Hey hey!"
Xia Yu and Lei Zhe can still talk and laugh with each other, but they can't stand this strange gaze offensive.
He knew the story behind the heroine's words.
At the beginning, when the heroine taught him the two recipes of "Sukiyaki" and "Tea Bowl Steaming", Xia Yu knocked on the side and listened, so she opened her respect and listened to a story.
Looking at Xia Yu with restless eyes for help, Ryoko Lina wrote a playful smile in her eyes.
She whispered: "The steamed tea bowl is simple and ordinary, and it is loved by women and children in the Japanese cuisine culture. But ah, when I was a kid, I hated egg cooking and hated everything. And my mother is a A very good chef. In order to change my picky eating problem, she cooks steamed tea bowls..."
With that said, the hostess will slowly reach out and lift the lid of a tea cup in front of her, and the steam will suddenly overflow.
The steam that can be hot, at this time, gives a gentle feeling.
Sniffing the taste in the air, the hostess will reveal a soft smile that she has never had before, "This memory, and what my mother left me... I gave it to the steamed egg of this teacup!"
"Try it--"
The hostess made her voice soft, and when she finished, she used a spoon to pull out a custard and put it into her mouth, and the water flashed immediately in the corner of her eyes.
Mother's taste?
Somehow, Xian Zuoweimen, Dojima Silver, Shinhara Masato, Aoki Sect, as well as Lei Zhe, Catherine and Andrea, all cast strange sights on Xia Yu.
"Isn't it similar to the connotation of "Tofu Trio"?" Dojima Yin frowned.
Even if Xia Yu himself, the heart followed with a gimmick.
The hostess will also taste his tofu dishes that night, did she realize her unique "food righteousness"?
Xuanhu!
Xia Yu was the first to believe it.
"it's wired……"
There was a voice that couldn't suppress the cry, but it came from the side.
Yuchuan Meisha pressed her hand against the lid of the teacup, her palms were shaking, her arms were obviously shaking, and her left hand on the skirt tightly tightened the skirt corner.
"Voice!" she murmured, "a faint voice said she, she wanted to see me!"
"So familiar, is it mom?"
"Where are you? Wait!"
Eventually, I couldn’t help feeling the eagerness to see the precious person. The unveiling of Tamagawa Misaka, the steam rushed over, the taste of the food swept across the cheeks, and the tears were like broken pearls. on.
Sister Yuchuan has an extraordinary talent for hearing, and he does not need to taste, so he "hears" the food. Yukawa Ayaka had a similar reaction, covering her mouth, and Xiu eyes widened incredulously.
She also lifted the lid of the tea cup.
Inside the cup is a steamed egg with a smooth and delicate surface like jade.
Tamagawa Misa stared at the tea cup absently. A shadow of a woman appeared vaguely in her vision, smiling at her, and whispered softly, "I want to see you--"
at this time.
Xia Yu couldn't care about observing other people's reactions. His eyes were also firmly attracted by the tea cup in front of him.
Steamed eggs are very beautiful.
Obviously ordinary snacks, after the delicate hands of the heroine, but sparkling crystal, with a gem-like strange charm.
With a dignified complexion, buckle a piece out of the spoon and feed it into the mouth.
Uh!
Like a steaming cloud entering your mouth, your teeth and tongue couldn't stop the mass of nothingness. It slipped directly into the esophagus and seemed to melt and melt like a cloud of broth. Xia Yu shivered, with shock in his eyes.
"This feeling……"
The steamed egg is undoubtedly very very delicious~EbookFREE.me~The taste of the egg is mixed with the bonito soup, sweet, but not frivolous, with a deep aftertaste in the mouth.
But at this moment, under the general sense of "hotness" of Tang Yu, Xia Yu was subconsciously neglected.
Warmth trumps everything!
Xia Yu's heart shook and secretly said: "Is this the "food right" that really hatched out? "
Warmth is just the appearance of "food righteousness", but only after the sublimation of "food righteousness." This kind of taste hardly overwhelms everything else in cooking. What is the ultimate taste and what multi-level taste structure does not break into the face of heat flow.
It is precious, with mysterious magic that makes people tremble and shed tears.
The hand holding the silver spoon began to tremble uncontrollably.
In the next scoop, something unstoppable may happen, but Xia Yu couldn't help but take the second bite.
"boom!"