Rebirth as a Cooking God

sizzling

Xia Yu took out the vegetables that had been drained from the ice basin and dumped them into the boiling wok.

The spatula was stirring, and most of the stove was covered by thick white mist rising from it.

The unique fresh fragrance of vegetables became more intense. Miyoko Hojo was startled, her stomach grunted in protest, and she immediately felt hungry.

How come... the taste of vegetables should not be like this, what method did he use to stimulate this taste!

Miyoko Hojo was filled with disbelief.

Unlike other neon people who like light food, she is a chef of Chinese cuisine, and the taste of food is actually heavy. Logically, it is impossible for her to salivate over such a vegetarian fried rice.

I finished!

A calm voice woke her up, Kitajo Miyoko watched Xia Yu put the plate.

From frying with oil in a hot pan to serving on a plate, this fried rice takes less than ten minutes to cook!

Fried rice finally appeared in the eyes of Miyoko Kitajo with an emerald-like dish.

The rice is one by one, and each grain is wrapped with minced spinach stalks, turning it into a verdant green.

Then there are spinach leaves and Qingjiang vegetables, which are emerald green. After blanching and stir-frying, the color of the vegetables is not dark yellow, but green and oily, fresher and more attractive than when they were just picked.

It's just fried rice with mixed vegetables. Why does it taste so good? Miyoko Kitajo turned off the valve of the gas stove, stopped cooking, put her hands on the kitchen counter, and lowered her head to think.

This time she spoke her mind.

Want to know? Then eat and see!

Xia Yu handed over a clean white plate with fried rice, and slipped a clean porcelain spoon into Kitajo Miyoko's hand.

struggling.

Miyoko Kitajo stared down at the fried rice dishes that were close at hand, her purple pupils seemed to reflect a green rural field.

The feeling of being surrounded by nature made Kitajo Miyoko's eyes soften, and her strength was weakened. With trembling hands, she scooped up a sip of fried rice with the spoon and put it into her mouth.

Well……

In an instant, Miyoko Hojo made a nasal sound with unknown meaning.

The rural field scenery in front of me seems to be more real.

The sun shone down, and the naked Miyoko felt warm physically and mentally. The feeling of lightness that was about to fly to the universe made her unable to help running. In the fields and by the streams, her smooth feet stepped on the muddy land. Here, the fragrance of the soil came to the nostrils.

She was lying among the gratifying vegetable fields, surrounded by clumps of spinach and green cabbage, and the green in her vision was so refreshing.

Miyoko Hojo relaxed and returned to nature.

Suddenly, she saw a hermit riding an ox back to plow the fields. Miyoko started and walked over. The hermit turned around, but it was Xia Yu's handsome face, and smiled at her peacefully.

Miyoko froze in place.

In reality, she slowly swallowed the food in her mouth, her eyes were a little clear, and Miyoko looked up at the young chef standing in front of her, then lowered her head and stared blankly at the mixed vegetable fried rice on the plate, and asked in a trembling voice: Is this a finished dish? It's a high-intensity dish, it's definitely not an impromptu... Can you tell me the name of this dish?

The name of the dish? It's called Comet Fried Rice. Xia Yu spread out his hands and said, In fact, this is not the ultimate form of Comet Fried Rice, and there is still a long way to go before it is perfect.

Comet...fried rice?

A hint of confusion appeared in Kitajo Miyoko's eyes.

Fried rice with assorted vegetables full of greens, what does it have to do with Comet?

Xia Yu observed her doubts and shrugged, not intending to explain further. He can't tell others that this dish is actually luminous, and when it is luminous, the whole dish emits a faint green light, dazzling like a comet across the sky.

Xia Yu himself couldn't believe it even if he didn't see it with his own eyes.

Kitajo Miyoko lowered her head and continued to eat. She put her cooking work aside for a while and concentrated on tasting delicious food.

Glancing into her frying pan, Xia Yu nodded secretly.

In fact, Hojo Miyoko's pineapple curry fried rice is almost finished, stopping at the final step of sprinkling seasonings and briefly stir-frying. However, it is not necessarily a bad thing to just throw the fried rice in the hot pot.

The temperature will make the rice more crispy, but everything has a degree. Xia Yu felt that Hojo Miyoko should be able to grasp the heat.

Pineapple Curry Fried Rice...

Xia Yu then became emotional.

According to the plot of the original work of the Spirit of the Halberd Eater, this dish is a special skill presented by Kitajo Miyoko in the autumn selection of Totsuki. From a group of picky judges, she scored 87 points, surpassing Yoshino Yuki. She was eliminated by Tian Suohui, but her cooking skills were not inferior to those geniuses in Jixingliao.

However, this pineapple curry fried rice is a bit far from the one she presented in the autumn selection. Xia Yu thought to himself.

In the autumn selection, it started from April to September and October, and there was an interval of half a year. After Miyoko Kitajo went from junior high school to high school, she should have improved her cooking skills in the past six months. Now she can barely be regarded as a member of IGO. Star chef, too weak.

Kitajo Miyoko finished a small plate of fried rice, then looked at the fried rice in a cooking pot, swallowed, opened her mouth and was about to ask for another plate, but Mu Xiaoyue rushed into the kitchen, picked up the cooking pot and run.

This is left to us by Ah Yu, don't think about it! Mu Xiaoyue called out in Mandarin, because she grew up in a Chinese restaurant and had contact with many Chinese customers and Chinese chefs, Miyoko Hojo could understand , A hint of embarrassment appeared on his cheeks.

Without further food, the warm breath of spring in his chest disappeared immediately.

Miyoko Kitajo felt empty in her heart. She held back the contrast and discomfort, and asked, Does this dish only use green onions, spinach and green onion?

right.

Seasoned minced shrimp and shiitake mushrooms can be added in moderation. Xia Yu smiled, Minced shrimp and fresh vegetables are a good match, which can make the vegetables more tender and delicious. In fact, there are no details in this dish, the ingredients It’s also very simple, the more you do it, the more you practice, the better the taste will be.”

No!

Frowning deeply, Hojo Miyoko recalled Xia Yu's previous cooking steps, and slowly said: I don't think simple dishes are easy to make. On the contrary, the simpler the dishes, the harder it is to make incredible tastes!

“There is too little space for the chef to play inside!”

There are only three main ingredients, rice, spinach, and bok choy, while scallions, minced shrimp, and shiitake mushrooms are just condiments... Miyoko Kitajo grabbed a bunch of purple hair from the corner of her eyes, and murmured: The key is the condiments! I'd rather There is one less thing, and there should be no more unnecessary things, so that the natural and refreshing taste of this dish will be complicated.

The profound meaning of this dish is to return to the basics. If the taste is complicated, it is equivalent to failure!