Chapter 211: : The strength of the trainees

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The fourth night.
The exchange meeting of the trainees has just ended, and Xia Yu is walking on the quiet path, still thinking about the recipe for "Shanglong Dumplings".
"Hey--"
A sound suddenly came from the next room.
Xia Yu looked at it and found out that it was the young man with a chicken crown.
After getting along for a few days, Xia Yu knew his name anyway. Shibamoto Xiashu was only 22 years old this year. The genius of another mysterious force in the neon gastronomic world, Shilin Temple, seemed to be the little teacher of the ``Ghost Face Monk'' Aoki Sect.
"Shiben, are you calling me?" Xia Yu stopped and pointed to herself.
"Correct."
"come here."
From the clothes and appearance of the cockscomb, Xia Shuxia is a bad young man, but in reality, his character is relatively bad, and it is almost the same as Kojiro Shinomiya.
However, what makes Xia Yu very interesting is that Xiamoto Xiashu is also a master of playing with fire. Just like his own character, Xiamoto Xiashu's cuisine is like an erupting volcano, and the taste is very explosive.
Uh. Other trainees seem to be subconsciously away from this guy. Xia Yu doesn't know why.
With curiosity, Xia Yu went to the house where Xia Ben Xia Shu lives alone.
This is a separate courtyard halfway up the Chiyo Shrine. Other practitioners also have their own residences. If you look out from the top of the mountain on a clear day, you will find a house hidden in the forest.
Two days ago, I heard Ryoko Rina said that this area is basically managed by the IGO organization, and only the trainees are qualified to build their own houses here. Xia Yu currently lives in a small building where Ryoko Lina used to be, and the location is close to the top of the mountain.
"Come, this is the food I prepared for the quiz, help me try it!"
Xia Yu just sat down in a small chair in the yard, and Xia Ben Xia Shu brought out a steaming dish.
Raising his eyebrows, Xia Yu was immediately curious.
In a large tray, there is a pizza with golden baking.
But the noodles have no other decorations, only five or six fish heads, standing on the noodles, looking up at the stars in the night sky.
"This is..." Xia Yu always had a sense of familiarity, and the secret road was not very good.
"Hey!"
Xiamoto Xiashu rolled his cock's crest and gave a snap: "This is the explosive class food I specially developed for Xiaokao-'Norwegian Herring Oil Crispy Pie'!"
"what--?"
Xia Yu was dumbfounded and pointed to the fish heads. "Wait, you said these are herrings?"
What's more, Xia Yu has the urge to escape, if the Norwegian pickled herring is bad, the canned herring is a world-renowned magical thing, the smell is 300 times that of natto, and it can be directly used as a biological weapon. Turn on the AOE attack of poison gas range.
Unexpectedly, Ben Xiashu simply grabbed one of his arms, "No, no, it's herring, but not canned herring. I know what you are afraid of, but don't worry!"
The difference between herring and canned herring is still obvious.
Xiamoto Xiashu cut the golden pastry and put one of the pastries on a small plate, preparing a knife and fork.
"Please use!"
Xia Yu paid attention to observe the details of the summer noodles in the shirt.
The pastry is very crispy. When cutting under the knife, it is like cutting the stacked paper. There is a slight whisper.
Upon seeing this, Xia Yu was a little relieved that at least the base was not in the half-cooked state, otherwise he had 10,000 reasons to doubt what ‘Norwegian herring oil crisp cake’ in front of him was a dark dish.
Xia Yu tasted carefully with only a knife to cut off a small corner, and then with a fork.
"boom"
volcanic!
Xia Yu's face was instantly green, and there was a bite of bitter bite of mustard, and the spicy smell came up.
Turning your head, you have to spit out the food in your mouth, but the pungent smell has a magical transformation in just one second.
If you want to describe it, the original spicyness seems to be disintegrated and no longer punches.
The nasal cavity and even the head are buzzing.
There was a hint of amazement in the eyes, Xia Yu faintly saw a pair of rough arms, prying hard to open the ultimate door!
"You should eat some herring meat."
Xia Benxia reminded.
"Mixed herring meat?"
Xia Yu swallowed the corners of her mouth, and was analyzing the ingredients that make up the taste of the crispy cake.
There are a lot of onions and a lot of seasoning pepper, and when the shortbread comes out of the oven, it should be coated with wasabi mud, otherwise it will not have a strong pungent smell.
Want to know more information, Xia Yu will continue to try to eat.
Ok?
The light outside the house was not too bright, and the dinner knife stabbed the fish head before Xia Yu discovered that it was baked.
Try to cut out the whole herring in the shortbread with a knife, and immediately, it has a pungent smoky smell, which is obviously not very good, but the saliva between the mouth and teeth is accelerating, and I don't know what happened.
Tear.
According to Xiamoto Xiashu's instructions, use a fork to tear off the meat of the smoked herring and put it on a cut shortbread. Xia Yu was psychologically prepared this time and bit down!
Suddenly, something seems to rush out of the nose.
The trembling sensation has a tail vertebra, which goes directly to the brain along the spine.
It's refreshing!
After the pungent spicy retreat, this time, the mouth is full of smoked fish flavor, Xia Yu clenched the knife and fork, as if coming to Sweden in April, that is when the Vikings ruled in Northern Europe.
In the harbour, the battleships of the Vikings are neatly arranged, and the Viking warriors are carrying the reserve materials out of the sea on the ships.
Snapped!
A fierce-looking captain threw down his whip violently, and a Viking boy holding a sack full of ingredients knelt half kneeling on the ground, the unsealed sack fell, and many dried herrings poured out in an instant , The pier immediately filled with the unique salty flavor of marine dried fish.
Bang.
Suddenly, a gate opened over the harbour and the city was rioted.
"what happened!"
Xia Yu shook his head and returned to the mountains at night. The cold wind blew, and he felt a little cold.
Touching his forehead, he was sweating.
"Incredible!" Xia Yu didn't know how to describe the "Norwegian Herring Crisp Cake".
Onion, pepper, wasabi mud, and other spicy seasonings, mixed in a plate, the taste should be very abrupt, but it gives a volcanic eruption.
After the explosion, there was a sense of emptiness in the square circle, everything no longer exists.
Worry goes away, sorrow goes away. The head is empty and the body is empty.
Addicted.
The knife can't stop.
"The ultimate taste of contradiction."
"And creativity!"
"But the lack of "heart"!"
After a while, Xia Yu barely breathed a sigh of relief.
The strength of the trainer is really terrible. This is his first taste of the cooking of Takamoto Xiashu, which is biased towards the dark style of cooking.
"how about it?"
Xiaben Xiashu patted his shoulder~EbookFREE.me~Great! "Xia Yu only had a thumbs up.
"This is what I plan to present in the training quiz." Xiaben Xiashu seems to be quite satisfied with his work. When he speaks, he keeps touching the cockscomb head and rectifying his hairstyle.
"How about you? Have you prepared for the quiz?"
He laughed again.
"Oh, I forgot. You haven't come in a few days, don't worry too much. It doesn't matter if you are at the bottom. The next time you work hard, it was also at the bottom when I first came to participate in the study a year ago."
Xia Yu shook his head, said goodbye to Xia Shu, and returned to his residence.
ready?
"Frost Magic Mapo Tofu" is the dish he intends to take out in the exam! (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse for a better reading experience.