Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 24 'Three peppers in one'
"Is this still the "Green Pepper Shredded Pork" we know?"

"Hey, I often hear people complain that our neon-improved 'green pepper shredded pork' is not authentic enough, but don't fool me into thinking I'm a three-year-old child, the authentic green pepper shredded pork is not so scary, okay—"

"I'm sorry, when I saw this pile of peppers, I suddenly remembered the last time I went to eat Chen's mapo, and then I was spit out! It was really vomiting, retching!"

The riots in the venue were simply out of control.

Jiuga Zhaoji was the one closest to Xia Yan besides the judges and emcee. He witnessed the opponent bring out a large pile of hot sauce from the cardboard box and open all the bottles, which turned into a sharp hill.

Moreover, after the fire was turned on and stir-fried, the spiciness spread over with the overwhelming heat wave, and the nose smelled a slight trace of spiciness...

Ok? !

There was a short trance for a second or two, vaguely, the red heat wave was like a red cloud of death, and the red ghost claws protruded from it, and even heard the devilish ravings in the ears—just took a small bite——

Come and be merry.

Kuga Teruki: "???"

Get out.

He scolded loudly in his heart.

"too weak!"

"The "hemp" and "spicy" created by me are the real... unrivaled aesthetics of violence! "

His eyes were instantly sharp, but quickly returned to his usual dead fish eyes. His face was still lacking in spirit, but before turning his back to prepare for the next process, Jiuga Zhaoji cast his eyes on the opposite side, hiding a little doubt and surprise .

That's no ordinary bean paste.

From the spicy taste, Jiu I Zhaoji is extremely sure.

"I think I can take back the idea of ​​frying fish before. First of all, I can't make any mistakes. Otherwise, I will be the one who loses." Jiuga Zhaoji secretly said, so he calmed down and concentrated.

One was stir frying in a hot sauce.

A strange recipe was being prepared, and the camera only captured Teruji Kuga’s small bowl in the assembly party, mixing several kinds of “peppercorns” with very similar appearance.

soon, half an hour passed

"Crack."

The sound of closing the valve, the stove for frying chili sauce stopped, and the sharp red hill was shrouded in a layer of hot mist. The wok was like a typhoon vent, and the invisible wave of hot air swept away to all directions of the venue, everywhere. Stress-like coughing and wheezing sounds.

at the same time.

Kuga Teruki also started the next process.

He ordered the bald man from the Chinese Cuisine Research Association to light a charcoal fire and heat the large black pot that had been placed on the charcoal stove when he first came on stage.

Immediately afterwards, rubbed the pot with ginger slices, and then poured the whole bowl of the prepared personal recipe into it.

Start frying!
This is just a microcosm of Kuga Zhaoji's busy life.

On the other side, a second pot was placed on the stove provided by the venue, and the pot was almost overflowing with red grease.

One pot is frying spices, and the other is cooking red oil.

Suddenly there was applause from the jury, and an outside critic said, "I probably know my classmate's recipe for a long time, and I'm looking forward to it."

Graduate Kadozaki Taki turned off the microphone, and quietly said to Dojima Gin: "Your Pokései's junior, you are about to lose."

"See it—"

Taki Kadozaki pointed to the pot of frying spices, and wrote dignifiedly in his eyes: "At least a dozen kinds of spices, I won't talk about others, just talk about the key points of Jiuga Teruji's so-called 'violent aesthetics', pepper, chili, here are There are several different ones!"

Dojima Gin didn't speak, but looked across from Teruki Kuga.

The opponent of the top ten candidates is dealing with 'green pepper shreds' and 'pork shreds' respectively.

Shredded green peppers are slightly watered, scalded with boiling water and then salvaged.

The shredded pork was just stir-fried until it just changed color, and when it was about five years old, it was all shoveled out and served.

"That spicy mountain, what is he going to do with it?"

Dojima Yin's doubts grew stronger and stronger.

Having the same doubts as the legend of Totsuki, there is also Nakiri Erina.

"Jiuwo Zhaoji's recipe, I probably know, his recipe, in my opinion, is completely opposite to that student named Xia Yan's style."

"It seems deviant, but there are traces to follow. The dishes that are finally presented to the judges will eventually return to what the recipe should be."

"As for his opponent, the recipes were put on the table and made public to the public from the very beginning. The ingredients are mediocre, and the tools are also ordinary. The use of hot sauce is quite amazing, but other places are very traditional... "

Speaking of this, Nakiri Erina paused, and glanced at Isshiki standing not far away, smiling without saying a word.

She took a light breath.

"I have a strong premonition!" she said, "Wait a while, the work he presented to the judges must have broken the framework of 'green pepper shredded pork'—"

Yisehui was stunned instead.

Unexpectedly, this "Ice Witch" who is famous for her pride, possesses the tongue of a god, and the young lady who has never lied to any of her peers will still praise someone.

However, knowing Nakiri Erina's character, Isshiki only dared to say it in her heart.

There was an imperceptible hint of cunning in the eyes.

Yisehui pretended to be casual and said: "Miss Erina, I have a good relationship with Xia Yanjun. I made an appointment with him before he came on stage. I will make an extra dish for me. If you are interested, you can stay Taste with me."

Nakiri Erina glanced suspiciously, only heard the sincerity, and said with a firm mouth: "Let's wait until he wins, becomes the winner, and the dishes are praised by President Dojima."

"Hey hey hey!"

At this time, the sound of fat boiling came from the indoor broadcasting speakers. Isshiki Hui, Niito Hisako, and Nakiri Erina immediately silenced and looked at the close-up screen above the stadium.

The lens has been in focus for a long time.

He poured all the boiling oil in the second pot into the first pot where he stir-fried the spices!

In an instant, the finely divided spice particles all appeared on the oil surface.

and.

The fish fillets appeared, sinking and floating with the oil boiling bubbles.

"call."

Jiuwo exhaled obviously, and nodded slightly to the long-awaited emcee, so the emcee rang the golden gong with a bang: "Jiuwo is the first to finish within the 2-hour rule!"

Naturally, the eyes of the audience and the shooting positions all fell on the contestant who was the first to complete and present the dish to the judges.

Several bald-headed black-clothed men from the Chinese Cuisine Research Association moved to the judging table together with pots and charcoal stoves.

Gollum~
All the judges left their seats and surrounded the steaming pot.

"I knew it was peppery pot." The off-campus critic who gave applause before said, "Every time I go to China for business, I have to go to Sichuan cuisine and Chongqing restaurants. Peppery pot is one of the meals I often order."

“Very authentic!”

After closing his eyes and taking a deep breath of the tangy smell, the reviewer gave a thumbs up: "It's hard to see such an authentic chili pepper pot in Tokyo."

"Please, Chief Dojima."

After a long time, I took a spoon, scooped up a bowl of fish fillets, and brought it to Dojima Gin. Then I took a seasoning plate, made a spoonful of the original soup and poured it over the fried soybeans. "This is the original soup for dipping."

Gin Dojima picked up the bowl and waved his hand, signaling for the camera to focus on the close-up.

"Everyone pay attention—"

(End of this chapter)