Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 111 Mature
I saw Xia Yan drain the juice produced during the "ripening" process of the meat slices, then wash them slightly, and then put them on a plate.

The camera locked on to the transparent slices of meat he placed on the plate.

"cough--"

Seeing Xia Yan turning her head, the hostess made gestures to Jing Pu Jiushang from the Food Halberd Management Bureau, as if there was something missing.

This scene fell into the camera, making the spectators stunned.

Didn't Chief Jing Pu ask before whether the things are complete?

Including Jingpu Jiushang himself, he was at a loss for two or three seconds.

Is there anything else missing...

The things that the Halberd Eaters handed over to them for safekeeping and care in advance...

Until I saw Xia Yan leaning over to take out a large ice cube that hadn't melted from an emptied freezer.

Under the stage lights, this piece of ice is crystal clear.

Jingpu Jiushang was suddenly stunned, and finally remembered one thing. In fact, it was just yesterday. Xia Yan and Rui Shan had just left the general manager's office building. , also visited Jixingliao in person, carefully took a pen and paper, and recorded the requirements of the food halberd players.

At that time, Xia Yan said to him like this, which seemed quite relaxed:

"I won't bother you with the ingredients, I'll bring them with me."

"The kitchen utensils are the same, there are no special requirements."

"Just follow the usual practice and prepare basic kitchen supplies such as oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar for me, as long as there are no problems... Oh, by the way, there is still a special request."

"Well, when the show starts tomorrow night, can you be on time and bring me a big piece of ice? It's fine if it's square."

As he spoke, he made gestures in front of Jing Pu Jiushang.

"It doesn't need to be too big, half a meter square."

"It's too big to bear. After all, the food halberd has a strict time limit. If you indulge in fine carving, it's easy to overtime. That's too dangerous, it's just like dying..."

Keigura Hisunaka, who remembered this, met Nakiri Senzaemon, who was the grand judge in the jury, and left in a hurry.

Xia Yan was not in a hurry at all.

The necessary props for serving dishes have not arrived, and the rush to deal with this pile of ingredients is tantamount to the golden delicious time of consuming ingredients.

Although his "Arhat Crystal Slash" can lock in the deliciousness to a certain extent, but the occasion is different, and he is so cautious before starting the food. Knock yourself on the head.

To know.

This is a rare opportunity to try the bold idea in my heart...

Great timing!
"If I can successfully open the luminous door through restoration and imitation, the cooking and dishes I will finally present..."

Thinking of this, Xia Yan almost couldn't suppress the surging blood, so he wanted to open the kitchen utensils box, take out that "pseudo-weapon", the fierce and bright guy, and then buried himself in it and fucked hard.

But at least he used his reason to suppress his impulse.

Don't be in a hurry.

Be careful!
Be sure to be a discreet cook today! !

Xia Yan repeated his words, so he almost called the hostess who didn't hear his answer. When he turned to the back of the bar to interview him, he heard the contestant's whispering.

The older woman in a professional skirt almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

She was very clever, and turned off the switch of the microphone in her hand in time. Otherwise, Xia Yan's whisper of self-psychological suggestion would be broadcast from the loudspeaker to the whole audience. I'm afraid that the human setting will collapse, what mysterious and legendary cool two-year anger scene I'm afraid it will cease to exist.

There was a slight push on the shoulder.

A dignified and beautiful face came very close, Xia Yan took a step back without a trace, met the smiling eyes of the hostess, and heard the other party easily resolve the embarrassment that had just formed with a single sentence:
"Contestant Xia Yan, you seem to be very good at 'mature'?"

This sentence was spoken through the microphone, leading the audience to listen.

"I'm not good at it, I'm just trying to see if 'ripening' can improve the taste of these pieces of squid meat."

I only heard the oh-ah-ah-ohh sound of 'between the moon and the pass', which was indeed a squid.

All kinds of sashimi made of squid are not unusual dishes for the people of the island country.

As for the squid-like sashimi dishes, I’m afraid it’s the kind of tentacles that are alive and kicking with the squid in their mouths, and that’s the real eating.

"Is this the carcass of the squid, the body parts? It's so big!" The hostess pointed to the uncut transparent meat slices on the dinner plate.

But Xia Yan shook his head.

"Not flesh."

"It's a squid's...ear!"

ha? !

The hostess was really taken aback, her expression was not acting, she was really shocked by the squid's ears so big.

"A squid's ear is actually a squid's fin."

"Such a big 'fin', it can be seen that the main body is a super big guy!" The older woman exclaimed.

Hearing this, Xia Yan glanced at her unexpectedly. It seemed that there was no such thing as a vase for someone who could stand here as the master of ceremonies and host on such a halberd.

A curious voice came from the jury:

"What kind of squid is this? Well, it is not suitable for "dancing food" and "living", but it needs to be matured, let me think about it. "

"Dancing food" and "living creation".

In essence, they all pay attention to the dishes that are killed and eaten now.

In particular, the food in the mouth can still move. Only this kind of cooking can be said to have a soul.

It was Kojiro Shinomiya who said:

"First exclude 'summer squid', which is the lowest-level squid ingredient. It is so popular that every teppanyaki restaurant can eat it!"

"With the exception of 'Barrier Mud Squid', it doesn't need to be matured to improve its taste."

"Only in terms of deliciousness, this is the well-deserved king of squid. Countless sushi masters and tempura masters believe that only such super ingredients are worthy of their god-level skills..."

Just when Xia Yan was waving his hand to interrupt Shinomiya Kojiro, and was going to tell him the answer, so that he wouldn't gossip there.

Rumble.

A cart was pushed out of the passage by the school's logistics staff.

Jing Pu Jiushang from the Food Halberd Bureau followed the car all the way to Xia Yan's open kitchen: "It has just been transported from the ice storage, so don't worry about it melting in a short time."

It's not the hot summer weather, the weather in Tokyo in April is still relatively cold, and now it's approaching midnight, the temperature is about ten degrees Celsius.

"Here, the icebreaker."

Leaving the tool bag behind, Jing Pu went down for a long time.

Jingle!
Unsurprisingly, Xia Yan in the next shot took the tool and carefully chiseled the big ice cube that had been moved to the kitchen counter.

Snowflakes flew out one after another.

Under the shadow of the light column, the boy and the pure white ice in front of him seemed to be shining with a different kind of brilliance.

"What is he doing?!"

However, too many people were surprised that he ignored the huge pile of ingredients and went to dig ice cubes first.

Nakiri Erina listened to the sound of gouging echoing on the radio.

Let's take a look at the situation of the other people, Ezuya Eizan.

The ninth seat 'Alchemist', his cooking, his processing, is very three-dimensional at a glance.

(End of this chapter)