Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 45
"Spicy sauce, mustard and beef mash..."

"Stuffing, GET!"

Xia Yan was satisfied.

As for how to combine the special products of the two systems, the easiest way is to directly copy a plate of twice-cooked pork with mustard, so that the style of the dishes will not look too weird.

But the dishes that Xia Yan is cooking now are not complicated.

After all, it is nothing more than daily pasta.

The stuffing is done, the next step is to reprocess the dough.

"How long will it take to wake up?" Xia Yan glanced at the long table, and saw that Nakiri Erina had covered two large conditioning basins with a layer of transparent plastic wrap, and through the thin film paper, the The dough that is placed in the basin for the step of "waking up" has expanded and expanded, and its volume is two or three times its original size.

"Wait another 5 minutes." Nakiri Erina said, and then couldn't help staring at him, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Yan said in a relaxed tone, "Use a rolling pin to make dough."

Nakiri Erina: "..."

"I'm asking what snacks you plan to make!" Her chest visibly heaved a few times.

Xia Yan couldn't help laughing at the girl's eyes full of curiosity but also a little bit of embarrassment: "Cake."

"So, 'Shortbread' again?"

Xia Yan shook his head.

Nakiri Erina felt that Xia Yan's expression and words were sincere, and she didn't seem to be perfunctory her casually. Her pretty face was full of doubts, and she turned to look at General Yuan Yue who was standing with her arms folded: "Then why did you say that his recipe is 'shortbread'?" '?"

Hearing this, Nakiri Senzaemon showed a rare naughty smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Erina, you need to take the 'shortcake' apart."

"The pastry is pastry, and the cake is a very wide recipe without a fixed shape."

Nakiri Erina frowned.

Chinese cuisine can be said to perfectly hit her cooking gap.

As the eldest lady born with a golden spoon in her mouth, the princess of the Nakiri family was fed a lot of superficially "elegant", "precious" and "exquisite" dishes by her parents for the reason of deeply developing "God's Tongue". .

These dishes include Western food and traditional Japanese food.

But there is no Chinese cuisine.

After all, the world background of "Spirit of Halberd Eater" is not much different from the original appearance of Blue Star. Western culture has dominated the world for a long time, and it has only been a few short years or ten years for Chinese food to make a sound to announce its positive image to the world.

After seeing Dojima Yin, Kuga Teruki, and Niito Hisako, they felt a certain amount of amazement on the expressions of Commander Totsuki's words that he wanted to take apart the "shortcake".

They all seem to have read some recipe secret.

see.

Nakiri Erina gritted her teeth secretly in anger: "I will never allow 'Chinese cuisine' to become my weakness. Before I go to school, I will find Feishazi to make up lessons!"

Xia Yan wanted to give the commander-in-chief a thumbs up.

Amazing.

As expected of the 'Demon Eater' living like an old monster!
Puff pastry, puff pastry.

A word difference, but something completely different.

In fact, it is not an incomprehensible culinary philosophy. "Puff pastry" is nothing more than a material, a semi-finished product.

In other words, if the scones or pancakes want to be crispy, delicious, and fragrant, the "puff pastry" is not only essential, but also must be taken seriously when making it.

And actually.

Xia Yan's pastry is chili oil and red oil, mixed with beef juice and butter.

There is no need for those strange spices in ordinary pastry recipes, such as what kind of thirteen spices, barbecue powder, as he thinks, the full-flavored "butter with beef juice" is enough, and adding other spices will make it look bloated. burden.

One more spice is equivalent to one more irrepressible flavor.

He didn't want his dark spiciness, so he was suppressed by other spices and weakened in disguise.

The spiciness is overwhelmed.

Isn't it equivalent to slashing the [Darkness Index] with a knife, Xia Yan is not that stupid.

After 5 minutes, wake up is complete.

Xia Yan still knows how to roll the noodles. Considering that this step is more energy-intensive and requires high arm strength, Xia Yan is not ashamed to ask Nakiri Erina next to him to do it for him. He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the rolling pin and started working.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Finally, two large balls of white and delicate dough were rolled into a square cake and spread out on the kitchen counter, with some flour scattered around.

After that, Xia Yan embraced the pastry bowl and held the brush.

Nakiri Erina saw that he was like a painter, with a serious and focused expression, brushing a sheet of thin and uniform bread several times.

result.

Like a wall, sprayed with red paint!

Brightness is very high, flickering.

At the same time, the pungent "paint smell" quickly filled the air, and leaked out towards the kitchen door that was not closed tightly. From a distance, I heard the panicked coughing of the servants of Nakirimoto's family, and then these voices came Quickly moved away and faded away.

Nakiri Erina: "???"

She had already figured out the image of a group of servants hopping and fleeing like frightened little rabbits.

I had worn a mask before because I was so hot that it was difficult to breathe.

Now, Nakiri Erina felt suffocated again.

The air was even heavier, and almost stagnated because of the sharply intensified dark spicy taste.

vaguely.

The vision that was beginning to be blurred by sweat seemed to be covered with red clouds.

Sometimes stretching, sometimes shrinking clouds, with a trace of "firewood smell", these peculiar smells fall into Nakiri Erina's sense of smell at this time, making her vaguely see a red lava river.

The magma was boiling hot.

And the grilled "firewood smell" is very like the smell of sulfur.

"Abyss—" Nakiri Erina's eyes widened, and beads of sweat covered her smooth forehead.

"enough!"

Her voice was suppressed.

"Not enough, not enough."

In the blurred vision, the person was still facing the cake, continuing to apply "red oil", one layer dried, and another layer.

At this moment, Nakiri Erina shuddered, and felt that in the red mist filling the kitchen, a terrifying shadow with horns was gradually becoming clear, and a strange and evil voice whispered something in her ears, "Enough is really enough! "

"Crack-"

Dojima Gin turned on all the switches of the ventilation equipment.

boom! !

Xia Yan, who was grabbing a long kitchen blade from the knife holder and preparing to cut noodles, saw Nakiri Erina resting his hands heavily on the kitchen counter and making a loud noise, just one meter away from him, breathing heavily , his face was covered with sweat, and his pupils were full of deep fear of the indescribable.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Noticing that the girl's legs were shaking, as if she needed help, Xia Yan walked over with a knife in hand.

There was a flash of "唰".

The girl quickly backed away like a snake or a scorpion.

"Hold the grass?"

Xia Yan had black lines on his face, and he was puzzled, looked at the machete in his hand, "Okay, I'll put the knife down now."

but.

Thinking that Nakiri Erina was originally a girl with a brain hole, [God's Tongue] endowed her with a very bold delusion ability, and strictly speaking, this girl also has a mental illness. Who told her that she was severely trained by a ghost father when she was a child? It's been a while... Well, it's training with cooking.

Immediately, I stopped paying attention to the gasping and nervous girl.

"laugh--"

The long knife swung down.

I saw Xia Yan cut the two sheets of bread into grids.

But the strange thing is that the edge of the knife is not pierced, and the split knife stays at the center line of the dough, leaving a small piece of blank space.

Immediately afterwards, the fillings are distributed regionally and stacked regularly on each cut grid.

See here.

Jiuwo Zhaoji woke up and said: "I understand!"

Everyone looked at him together, just when Jiuga Zhaoji was about to reveal the secret, Nakiri Senzaemon suddenly interjected: "Closing—"

"fold--"

(End of this chapter)