Mr. Emiya Can Not Only Cook

The surrounding knights of the round table were all black-faced all the time, wishing they could rush up and pick up the plate and put it on Gawain's face.

Nimad, why!

"Miss, when will our dishes be ready!"

Poppy was about to answer when she heard Emiya Shirou's voice from the kitchen: "Yu, please come in!"

In the kitchen, Emiya Shiro was using a colander to fish out the fried potato pieces from the boiling oil pan until they were golden brown, poured them into a small pot, and quickly put in cumin, chili, green onion, salt, sugar, vinegar, Pepper, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, sesame oil, chopped green onion, stir well, take out a clean large plate, and stack them neatly into a pyramid shape.

"This is for that knight king, cumin spicy potato cubes."

"so much!"

Poppy was a little surprised, can this girl finish eating?

"Not too much, not too much, I still feel that I have done less."

Just kidding, that's a woman with a king's stomach, a mere plate of fried potatoes is not enough for her teeth.

Poppy rolled her eyes and thought: Hmph, don't just waste it if the other party can't finish it, I think you're going bankrupt!

However, Poppy really underestimated the horrors of King Arthur.

When the plate of potatoes was placed in front of Arturia, this awe-inspiring beautiful girl only said three words from the beginning to the end.

"What is this dish called?"

"tasty!"

"Any more?"

In less than 5 minutes, a large plate of potatoes, weighing a kilogram, disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the words sent by Arturia's green eyes, Poppy was speechless.

After a long time, Poppy, who was defeated by the clear and firm eyes of the knight girl, turned her head to look at the kitchen.

"Shirou! She's not full!"

"Received! Please wait a moment, Yu, serve the food!"

5.5 is over, I hope tomorrow's 5.6 symposium can make some progress.

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Chapter Eight Potato Feast (2)

"Come on, come on, why are you yelling so loudly!"

Poppy rushed into the kitchen with a puffy face, and found that two dishes had been prepared in front of Emiya Shirou.

A plate of braised potatoes, a bowl of sauerkraut potato ball soup.

"You guys are really capable!"

Poppy felt herself hungry again.

Red braised potatoes, paired with moderately fat pork belly, decorated with green and white garlic sprouts.

The sauerkraut and potato ball soup is even more steaming hot with a tangy aroma, white meatballs, yellow potato slices, dark sauerkraut, and green onion.

It was all delicious in color, fragrance, and beauty. Poppy felt that she was too naive to think that she would be satisfied as long as she had porridge.

"Who is this for?"

"The father and son."

Emiya Shiro pointed to the wall. The wall in front of him was a huge single-transparent floor-to-ceiling window. People outside the wall could not see the view of the kitchen.

He pointed at the awkward father and son and said with a smile: "The soup belongs to the father, and the dishes belong to the son."

Poppy frowned, "How do you know they are father and son? Maybe they are superiors and subordinates?"

In Poppy's eyes, the atmosphere between the father and son is really elusive.

Respect each other as guests, there is a point.

Father is kind and son is filial, there is one point.

Against each other, for a bit.

The combination of various contradictions is confusing.

"Your dishes are ready!"

Poppy put the pickled cabbage and potato ball soup in front of him, and then brought the braised potatoes.

"This is yours, use it slowly!"

Lancelot looked into his own bowl, his brows forming a Sichuan shape.

"This vegetable leaf, why is it sour? Is it broken?"

Suspiciously, he picked up a piece of sauerkraut with a fork, brought it up to his nose and sniffed it.

"very sour!"

Can this thing really be eaten?

On the other side, Galahad was already enjoying himself.

I keep praising in my heart: the meat is fat and thin, smooth but not greasy, and the sauce is also good!The potatoes are even more tender and delicious, fully integrated with this deep red sauce, you can't stop!

But is it pork?It feels completely different from the pork I have eaten, and there is no fishy smell.

In Galahad's impression, only the Romans loved to eat pork, and the Britons ate beef more.

Moreover, Galahad keenly noticed that as he ate, the magic power in his body was constantly increasing.

Is this also the magic of this boss?

Lancelot raised and lowered the fork in his hand, and looked at his son again. The plate of braised potatoes was about to disappear, so he had to bite the bullet and stuff the sauerkraut into his mouth.

"!!!"

This taste!

This taste!

This is sour!

Lancelot was shocked, he began to pick up the bowl without hesitation, gulped down the soup, and chewed it with the meatballs and potatoes.

The taste of sauerkraut stimulates my taste buds, and the soup itself is extremely delicious, combined with the unique taste of potatoes and pork meatballs and unique cooking techniques, Lancelot has a sharp experience of what is called food!

Similarly, after eating a bowl of hot soup, Lancelot always felt that his reaction became faster.

He couldn't help looking at the kitchen. The boss looked very young, and the ingredients were very ordinary. How did he do it?

"Have you ever felt a change in your body?"

Lancelot asked his son.

"Well, I feel that the magic power in my body has increased."

"My reaction seems to have also increased. If I'm not mistaken, Gao Wenqing and Wang should have also received some kind of increase. This boss, it's not easy."

Galahad rolled his eyes inwardly, the shop that Merlin noticed must not be simple, I'm so stupid oh Do-sang!

Artoria also noticed subtle changes in her body.

After all, as a descendant of the Red Dragon, her own magical power and physical fitness can be called terrifying, coupled with her innate intuition, she noticed it after she took the first bite of cumin spicy potatoes.

"This boss is unfathomable! Merlin, what are you trying to tell me?"

Emiya Shirou's fifth course is to make mashed potatoes, and he must let these knights of the round table understand.

Mashed potatoes are not tasty, not the fault of mashed potatoes, but Gao Wenqing's fault!

Mashed potatoes are really not just mashed potatoes.

You need to add milk, red pepper, and butter. Of course, this is a more Western-style approach. For Chinese mashed potatoes, you need to add chopped green onion and cooking oil to stir fry. You can even add diced meat, ham, etc. according to your personal taste.

Emiya Shiro chose the Chinese approach.

Take out a piece of Jinhua ham, cut it into pieces, stir-fry in the pot, then pour in mashed potatoes, stir together, sprinkle chopped green onion and white pepper, and it is ready.

Home cooking, don't pay attention to bells and whistles, as long as the ingredients are exquisite and the platter is perfect.

In culinary arts, the competition is ultimately about details and techniques, and the evaluation is not for gourmets, but for customers.

This is the truth that Emiya Shiro has always agreed with.

What are the duties of a cook?Is it to please the critics?

No, it is to make delicious food and conquer diners.

For the sixth and seventh courses, Emiya Shiro decided to make green pepper potato shreds and hot and sour chicken shredded potato chips, which are also home-cooked dishes, but before that, he honestly made a big plate Then spicy potatoes.

After all, the king is not full.

I hope the Knights of the Round Table can settle their bills properly, otherwise Emiya Shiro will really get free pets and free security.

I really want to sign a contract. . .Hearing that it takes [-] characters to sign a contract, Mengxin cried out. . .

Only collection recommendations can soothe my young and fragile heart!

Chapter Nine Potato Feast (3)

The poppies served Tristan and Merlin respectively the Hot and Sour Chicken Shredded Potato Chips and the Green Pepper Potato Shredded Chips as ordered.

"Please enjoy!"

Merlin smiled and pointed to the green pepper and potato chips in front of him and asked, "This green pepper, isn't it spicy?"

"do not know."

Yu Meiren replied truthfully that she really didn't know that in her era, the common people ate whatever they had, and the picky eaters died.

As for peppers, green peppers, potatoes, and cumin, let alone, there are none of them. The common people eat whatever they pick in the wild.

Now in Yu Meiren's heart, she felt that Emiya Shirou was not simple. She had never seen these things even in the fairy world.