The strongest gourmet food system

Chapter 102 Chapter 53

"The opponent is Qian Kubo Tao. No student in the first and second grades is sure to win when they are fighting with her, even senior Si Yingshi." Yi Sehui comforted.

"is it?"

Is it really the fear and lack of self-confidence that Akane Kubomomo is too strong?
Zheng Ke is not sure whether Yisehui's statement is correct.

"Besides, although the recipes are written by the seniors, none of the seniors can pat their chests and say that there are only these ways to use milk. Are you right?" Smile.

"You, I'll just take it as you are comforting me." Zheng Ke forced a smile.

"It's up to you, but what I just said is very serious. Zheng Kejun, this is the thick soup I made to refresh you." Yisehui put the freshly made fish soup and toast on the table.

"Thank you." Zheng Ke took the toast and took two bites. Feeling a little dry, he tore the bread into small pieces and put them into the soup bowl.

In China, few people eat bread, and most people eat steamed buns. People in some places are used to tearing the steamed buns into small pieces and putting them in soup bowls, which is called paomo for short.

This way of eating allows the steamed buns to absorb the deliciousness of the soup, and the soup contained in the steamed buns flows into the mouth after light bites, complementing the steamed buns and adding their own flavors.

Seeing Yisehui's surprised expression, Zheng Ke's mood suddenly improved, "Huaxia's cuisine is very rich. Did you know that Huaxia has a dish called mutton steamed bun..."

Just as Zheng Ke finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and the bread he was putting in his mouth suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Zheng Kejun, what's the matter with you?" Yisehui also saw Zheng Ke's movements stop, and asked worriedly.

"Nothing? I know...I know what I want?" Zheng Ke suddenly stood up and ran out of Jixing Residence crazily.

I finally found that ingredient, the ingredient that goes well with milk.

It's really stupid. It takes so long to find that ingredient when it's clearly right in front of you. It's really a no-brainer.

Zheng Kefei got on his bicycle and sped towards the vegetable market in the fastest time.

There are still two days... No, there are still two days and three nights. Now, the most scarce thing is time. I don't know if there is still time...

"Hello, Auntie!" Zheng Ke picked up his bicycle and said to a woman about 50 years old sitting in the shop.

"Ah, it's you, Xiao Zheng Ke, what kind of food do you want? Whether it's seasonal vegetables or meat, you can just say it." The woman stood up quickly.

During this period of time, Zheng Ke has bought tens of thousands of yen in ingredients from her, and he can be regarded as a regular customer.

"Auntie, I'm buying water tofu... How much water tofu do you have here? I want it all!" Zheng Ke said hastily.

That's right, it was this ingredient with a history of thousands of years in China that suddenly inspired Zheng Ke. No, it might be the only one that can perfectly blend with milk.

After buying back the tofu, Zheng Ke put all the tofu into the refrigerator in the practice room borrowed from the school.

Now all he is waiting for is to take the water tofu out of the refrigerator after six or seven hours, and the final ingredient he needs, frozen tofu, will be made.

Frozen tofu is different from fresh tofu, because after a long period of refrigeration, the physical structure of tofu will change, and many small holes will appear inside.

This is because water will reach the highest density state at 4 degrees Celsius, and after freezing, the volume will be larger than that of water at normal temperature, so that the original small holes will be broken.

After the water tofu has this honeycomb-like structure, it will become very easy to absorb the soup, making the tofu rich and delicious, just like bread immersed in the soup.

If frozen tofu can absorb normal soup, then milk should also be able to absorb it, right?
These few hours were really hard, and before he knew it, Zheng Ke fell asleep lying on the console.As time passed, the sky gradually darkened.

Zheng Ke woke up suddenly, wiped his saliva, and stretched himself.

Now that he has had a good night's sleep, he can start working.

Taking out the frozen tofu from the refrigerator, Zheng Ke put it in cold water, waited until the ice on the surface of the frozen tofu thawed, quickly cut it into small pieces, put it on a plate, and let the water inside flow out naturally.

After the water inside dries up, start adding milk to the pot and stir-fry with the frozen tofu.

After the wok was put on the plate, Zheng Ke picked up a piece of tofu and tasted it. The taste of milk did soak into the tofu, but the taste was uneven, and a lot of milk stuck to the wok.

Plan one failed.

After Zheng Ke pondered for a while, he thought of using another method-cooking.

This is somewhat similar to paomo, but there is also a problem, because a lot of milk is soaked into the pores of frozen tofu, so the milk flavor in the tofu will become particularly strong, and it may be covered up in the follow-up operation The taste of other ingredients.

Although the direction has been found, it is obvious that there is still a long way to go before successfully completing the cooking.

……

Ji Zhiguo Ningning gently pushed open the door of a practice room, "Sister, are you there?"

"Come in!"

"Ok."

It's not the first time Ji Zhiguo Ningning has come to this practice room, but every time he enters here, he always has a strange feeling.

The sweet fragrance of cream and sugar lingers in this room, and the smell of various fruits permeates it, which makes people feel an inexplicable excitement.

"Sister, are you still preparing for tomorrow's halberd?" Ji Zhiguo Ningning asked.

"For tomorrow's food? Why do you have to prepare? Hey, Ningning, you don't think I will lose to a transfer student, do you? I can crush him with any dish."

From the back of the oven, a purple-haired loli walked out, but there was no smile on her pretty face.

"Senior sister, you should be careful. After all, tomorrow's competition is a food halberd, which is related to 50 yen." Ji Zhiguo Ningning reminded.

"I was joking just now. Of course I know the importance of food halberds. I tried to snatch 50 yen from me, but there was no way. For this dish, I thought about it for five days, and I just made it yesterday. Bring Chinese cuisine with milk? How come there is such a strange theme.”

Lori, who is complaining, has completely forgotten that she is also one of the founders of this strange subject.

"By the way, how is your cooking? Don't lose to that dwarf tomorrow."

"How come? He is not my opponent yet. My opponent in the first grade is Yishihui." Ji Zhiguo Ning Ning raised his eyes, but still did not smile.

(End of this chapter)