Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 18 Real Taste

"Well, Xia Yanjun, I'm actually hungry too."

The names have changed.

From the more formal and distant "Sang" to "Jun".

The latter is a term of intimacy between peers.

Xia Yan wanted to roll her eyes.

Yisehui spread her hands: "Because there are not enough ingredients, so we should give priority to entertaining you, Xia Yanjun. As the host, shouldn't you consider the guests first."

"so what?"

"Well, there are still some ingredients left in the cooking room, but they are very fragmented and can't make any big meal..."

Xia Yan didn't give Xia Yan any room to refuse when he said something repeatedly.

This guy.

No wonder it is said that he has a black belly.

"Don't you just take the opportunity to try my cooking skills?" Xia Yan smelled it.

Isshiki's true culinary skills are always vague in the original work, and "Sakura Tempura" is just the tip of the iceberg.

You know, he is a member of the top ten after one year, and he is far more than the strength of the seventh seat. It is not impossible to challenge and defeat the third-year students in the previous seats.

Then, simply use that recipe and throw a "smoke bomb" to him.

So Xia Yan said bluntly: "I'm full, this time I'll be the cook to entertain Mr. Yise."

"I'm going to find out what other ingredients..."

After a while, Xia Yan found a few green peppers, a box of unopened meat, and a small half bag of refrigerated broth.

"Meat, green peppers?" Yisehui said, full of disappointment, "Green pepper shredded pork is too ordinary!"

"But the recipe I want to make still lacks a very important ingredient..."

"what?"

"Persimmons, the kind that are very ripe and soon rot."

Yise Hui:? ? ?
After pondering for a long time, Yisehui blinked at Xia Yan, suddenly full of energy, and gestured: "Shh! Maybe I can find persimmons in other cooking rooms."

He slipped out and tiptoed back after a while: "Good luck! These are persimmons from Kumamoto Prefecture."

"Uh, don't look at me with strange eyes. This is taken from the cooking room next door. It's not stolen. The owner of the cooking room is my childhood sweetheart. Although the relationship between me and her is so delicate, I can borrow a few persimmons for use." It’s okay to use it once.”

Yishihui said: "Anyway, these have nothing to do with cooking. She has been educated in authentic tea ceremony and kaiseki cuisine since she was a child. Well, I happen to know the recipe she is studying recently. A kaiseki appetizer must use persimmons. Persimmons from Kumamoto prefecture are used as a base, mixed with edamame and tofu paste..."

Xia Yan interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Don't explain, that young Shunran is named Ji Zhiguo Ningning."

Yishihui suddenly groaned, "How do you know?!"

"Stop talking nonsense, bring the persimmon!"

Xia Yan squeezed the persimmon that Yisehui put on the table, it was really ripe, it felt soft to the touch and would break if poked.

"By the way, is there any use for persimmons in the classic Chinese dish 'Green Pepper Shredded Pork'?" Yishihui saw that Xia Yan washed his hands, washed the persimmons, and then threw the persimmons into a cooking basin.

"Ah-"

With a little force in his hands, the ripe persimmons were squeezed into mud.

Smelling the increasingly sweet smell in the air, the doubts in Yishihui's heart increased instead of diminishing: "This sweet smell is too strong!"

I don't know why, but I thought of the picture of the persimmon mud, pork shreds, and green pepper shreds being chewed together in the mouth, sucking and soaking wet.

Yise Huiji Lingling shuddered.

Hold the grass.

Is this dark food?
In fact, Xia Yan is the first time to make the dish "Persimmon and Green Pepper Shredded Pork".

After learning this two-star recipe obtained by opening the treasure box, even though all the steps of the recipe are clear in my heart, "knowledge" and "action" cannot be equated. Hands-on operation comes easy.

While pinching the persimmons, I sort out the information about the recipe in my mind.

After all, the most prominent feature of "Persimmon and Green Pepper Shredded Pork" is nothing more than the word "creativity".

The recipe itself is not complicated, there are one or two more steps on the basis of 'green pepper shredded pork'.

The process, summed up in Xia Yan, is two parts.

First, boil the persimmon sauce.

The rotten persimmon puree should be made into a dense paste as much as possible. It is also very important that no sugar should be added when cooking the sauce.

The second is shredded pork with green peppers.

There is nothing worth mentioning in this part, it all depends on the chef's mastery of these popular classic recipes.

"what!"

Yisehui found that Xia Yan threw the rotten persimmon paste into the juicer, turned on the machine, and got a big bowl of thick persimmon paste, and then, the thick paste was mixed with the sauce in the frying pan.

"So the sauce is boiled with persimmons?" Yishihui was stunned.

It takes one pot to cook the sauce, and another pot to stir-fry.

Whoosh whoosh.

Throw the cut and marinated shredded pork into the wok first.

Soon, it will be the cooking process of "green pepper shredded pork" that Yisehui is very familiar with. The shredded pork is fried to a certain degree of maturity, first pour it all out, add oil and then sauté the ginger and spring onions, and then stir-fry for the second time, half-cooked Shredded pork and unheated green pepper slices should all be put into the pot.

But the familiar link once again made Yisehui exclaim: "I'm confused——"

"Xia Yanjun, there is a strange smell!"

Hearing this, Xia Yan remained unmoved, the firepower of the stove did not weaken, and the frequency of stir-frying still seemed stable.

After a few minutes.

"Collect the juice, thicken it!"

Slowly pour a bowl of reconciled thick matter into the pot, and at the same time, the spatula is turning the dishes in circles. This process is very short. Rido paused for a second.

After taking off the apron, Xia Yan handed out the plate: "Please taste."

Gollum~
Yishihui had long been sitting on the small dining table in the cooking room, staring straight at the hot dishes on the plate.

The thickening sauce made from rotten persimmons covered the entire plate, so the shredded pork and sliced ​​green peppers were all stained with the orange-red color of persimmons.

Can't wait to pick up a ball.

"what?!"

Yishihui's eyes gleamed.

I thought it was a pseudo-dark dish with high sweetness, but who knows, the sweetness is just right, and the slightly spicy green pepper is very good at neutralizing the excess sweetness. After eating it in one bite, there is only...

crisp!
soft!
Second bite, third bite.

As he ate and ate, Yishihui's expression became more and more strange, sweat came out of his forehead, and a blush began to crawl from his neck to his face.

"Is this the spring in your heart, Xia Yanjun~" he murmured.

On a sunny spring day, when the persimmon trees are just blooming, standing in the shade, smelling the fragrance of the persimmon flowers, watching the huts more than ten meters away, the tall chimneys wafting wisps of cooking smoke.

Fruit trees, farmland, houses, and smoke from cooking.

For some reason, the very pungent and dry smell of cooking smoke and firewood makes all the scenes and pictures that the eyes see become extremely vivid and real.

"This……"

Yishihui murmured shockingly: "It's more real than the life of spring given by my 'Guanshan Sakura'!"

If his "Cherry Blossom Tempura" is the beauty of freehand brushwork, then this "shredded pork with persimmon and green pepper" is a very straightforward meticulous painting.

slap.

The clothes are torn.

"Stop!" Seeing that Yise Huifang was about to rush forward with his chopsticks, Xia Yan strongly refused.

"Xia Yanjun, the firewood flavor you gave to the dishes...it's amazing!" Yisehui smiled gently and turned to go to the dressing room. Xia Yan thought he was going to change into a uniform, but he ran out wearing a nude apron.

The exposed arms were faintly sweating.

Judging from the healthy wheat-colored skin, this guy is worthy of wearing only a loincloth to do farm work every morning, and he has a good physique.

Yisehui wiped the sweat from his forehead and exhaled, "It's like returning from plowing in the morning."

Xia Yan's face was full of black lines, and he stepped back a few steps, getting further away from this guy.

This shit, it's rare to cook a normal meal.

The painting style is crooked again!

System information appears on the field of view:
'Persimmon and green pepper shredded pork'.

two stars.

Completion - 61% (pass).

index (trait) - None.

Since it was the first time to do it, and just passed the pass, I got a sum of experience points, and the character level was raised to LV5.

Quickly allocated the skill points obtained from the upgrade, Xia Yan listened to the prompt message of "Flower Knife" which has advanced to the full level, and he was in a pretty good mood, not bad, not bad, the "smoke bomb" was successfully thrown, and a small mention of his strength by the way.

"Index is None!"

"Sure enough, if you don't do dark cooking, you can't show your strength at all."

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