Rebirth as a Cooking God

It’s different!

Refreshing!

When the cake was imported, the five judges seemed to have gone to the Mediterranean coast in an instant, standing in a seaside manor full of lemon trees, opening their arms as if to embrace the blue ocean in front of them.

“Overwhelming lemon flavor…”

Dojima Gin put down his silver spoon and carefully looked at the missing corner of the snow cake on the plate. He was suddenly moved and said: It turns out that the cake has a fourth layer, which breaks common sense. So, what exactly is this golden layer?

Takmi's eyes were firmly locked on the young lecturer in the middle. Seeing him put down his spoon and raise his head with satisfaction, he felt secretly happy.

That's lemon curd.

Xia Yu answered on his behalf and said with a smile: This seasoning originates from the UK. Mix eggs, lemon juice and other ingredients thoroughly with a whisk, heat them over water, and finally turn into a paste-like object.

This curd exudes the elegant sweetness of lemon, gradually melts in the mouth, and blends with the fine-structured whole egg sponge cake... Xia Yu chased the aftertaste in his mouth.

Hearing this, people in the audience quietly wiped their saliva.

But it's more than that!

Indira said suddenly, pointing to a thin piece of fruit on the surface of the cake, and said in a solemn voice: This piece of lemon peach is also the key to creating a fresh and delicious taste!

and……

Having said this, she paused and stared at Tuckermi: This lemon curd is specially made by you on the spot!

In addition to the regular eggs, sugar, and cream, there is also lemon juice and lemon zest.

But the lemon juice and lemon zest here refer to the juice and zest of lemon peach!

Lemon peach is a well-known fantasy fruit.

You can even buy vacuum-sealed lemon peaches in some high-end supermarkets.

It looks like a lemon on the outside and a peach on the inside. It tastes sour and sweet, and has an incredible taste.

Tacomi actually used lemon peach to make a special seasoning with his own brand?

Totsuki students were frightened.

Even the teachers who came to the venue to observe the demonstration were all amazed.

This student is not simple!

Ha ha ha ha……

Suddenly, Meisaku Subaru covered his face and let out a weird laugh. After a while, he stopped laughing and said coldly: Actually, Aldini, I believe in you. I believe that you can surrender and use the Lemon Peach provided by Professor Xia. , and you finally didn't let me down...

Do you want to compete on the lemon flavor? Use special lemon condensed milk to enhance the refreshing and mellow flavor of lemon. It's a pity, it's a pity...

Mimasaku Subaru laughed again as he spoke.

Ding!

His confident expression was still frozen, and cold sweat broke out on Tuckermi's forehead. He clenched his fists, Why...why are you laughing?!

Aldini, you have your way with Lemon Peach, and I also have my way with Fantasy Fruit!

Meisaku Subaru lowered his face and said: Preserved lemon!

“I pickle the fruit slices with salt for two days and nights, then break them into powder and add them to the cake as a condiment. In this way, the “lemon peach” can be further integrated into my cooking!

At this point, Subaru Mimasaku, nicknamed the ‘Perfect Stalker’, finally showed his sharp fangs!

I've seen through everything about you!

You are so upright and cute. You are spinning around in my hand. I like the way you are struggling to survive! But the final winner must be me! Subaru said sadly.

The venue was dead silent.

Totsuki student covered his mouth, looking frightened.

The five judges were silent, seemingly acquiescing to Subaru's excellence.

Sweat still dripped from his forehead.

However, Tuckermi lowered his face slightly and suddenly said expressionless: Oh, sure enough, someone reminded me that everything about me will be controlled by you!

Um?!

Mei Zuoang stopped smiling and vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Yes, you have figured out my personality.

But you... are too complacent!

Takumi came back again, bringing the sixth plate of cakes and passing it to Meisaku Subaru. His lips curved in a cold and wise arc: Try it, you will know after you eat it! There is something that you can't Control is also something that cannot be replicated!”

Gulu.

After swallowing his saliva, Mimasaku Subaru held the silver spoon with trembling hands and scooped up a small spoonful of the snow cake.

Eat——

That ugly face is full of incredible colors.

Welcome to my hometown, Florence.

On the bank of the Arno River, Meisaku Subaru appeared on the terrace of a small building. It was evening at this time, and the city full of literary and artistic atmosphere was being enveloped by the sunset. In the city a little further away, the lights were starting to turn on, and the sky was dyed red.

The blond boy set up a picture frame on the terrace, with his back to Meizu Subaru. While he was concentrating on the realistic oil painting of the city, he said in an erratic voice: From the 15th to the 16th century, Florence was the most famous art capital in Europe. Here It is the birthplace of the Renaissance...

See the other side of the river?

Uncontrollably, Subaru glanced at the brightly lit shore.

My restaurant, Aldini, is right there—

His eyes suddenly became like those of an eagle, and the scenery on the other side of the river gradually became clearer. Mei Zuoang saw the signboard of the 'Aldini' restaurant and the guests enjoying delicious food in the restaurant.

The faces were smiling and showing satisfaction. For some reason, Mei Zuoang was shaken all over.

A melodious guitar melody sounded from the riverside.

On the street corner not far from the terrace, there was an artist playing music, attracting many onlookers.

I want to depict my hometown more realistically——

“I want more people to know about Italian food!”

The blond boy with his back to Subaru finally put down his oil brush and turned around, allowing Subaru to see the completed oil painting clearly.

A classic city dyed red by the setting sun!

The melody gradually disappeared, and when Subaru woke up, his whole body was petrified, standing motionless.

The results can be announced.

Xia Yu looked away, and the staff brought brushes and blank scrolls to the five judges.

So, the five people swish together and write down the name of the winner——

Takmi Ardini!

Score five to zero and win by crushing!

No one expected this result.

Hostess Rei Kawashima shook her head and hurriedly handed the microphone to the chief judge: Lecturer Xia, can you tell me the key to Takomi's victory?

I have nothing to say. In terms of cooking skills, the two of them are equally superior. The difference is so subtle that it can be ignored. Xia Yu said calmly, pointing to his heart, But here is what distinguishes the chef's characteristics. .”

“The same dish, as long as you pay attention to it, can taste thousands of changes.”

Mind, imprint!

Xia Yu said slowly.

Let me add a few words.

Tamagawa Ayaka took the initiative and said: Misaku Subaru's snow cake, I have nothing to say in terms of technique. It's a perfect essay for exams.

However, Takmi's Cake is a prose travelogue of Florence, or in other words, an essay about his hometown. It has rich and moving connotations. It is obvious which one is better.

Indira said: Actually, their control of 'lemon peach' is equally divided. Some five or six-star chefs may not be able to use 'lemon peach' to cook such a dessert!

The personal imprint and the chef's characteristics immediately give the dishes a surging life!

Masato Kanbaru smiled, sighed and said, If I were not busy with work, I would really like to book a ticket to Italy on the spot, go to the birthplace of the Renaissance, go to the art city, and have a good trip!