Pokémon Breeding Guide.

Chapter 121 Learning to Make Malasada
"That's outrageous. Why should I find a club?"

Zhu Suihan, who came out of the cafeteria, glanced at Chenglong, and then put the fairy milk on Chenglong's head so that he could see them both at a glance.

"Any suggestions?"

Riding the dragon, little fairy milk:?
"Woooo."

It's you who want to join the club, not us. It's better for you to make your own decision about this kind of thing.

"Milu."

Trainer, you are already quite old. It’s time to learn to have your own opinions. You can’t rely on me and my eldest sister for everything.

Zhu Suihan:?

What are you two little things talking about?

"It's just that this thing happened suddenly. I wasn't prepared for what kind of club you want to talk about."

If he wanted to participate, he would definitely choose to join the e-sports club, which is just a matter of playing a game.

But the problem is that there is no such thing as an e-sports club in Joey Academy, or there are no systematic large-scale games in the Pokémon world, let alone e-sports.

"Should I create my own e-sports club?"

Zhu Suihan shook his head. Whose e-sports club still needs the president to recruit people to play Pokémon games first?

"Well, this path obviously doesn't work."

Naturally, the two popular clubs, fighting and fighting, were ignored. Not to mention him, even the little fairy lady didn't have that interest.

In her words, the opponent's strength is not high enough. If you have this little time, you might as well think about how to deal effective damage to the trainer.

"Well, suddenly I feel like this club is very suitable for me."

Zhu Suihan's eyes fell on the name of a club. The logo had a cauldron in the middle and a knife and fork behind it, which looked a bit like an alternative version of a pirate flag.

"Cooking Club, it's just you."

Go to New Oriental to learn more skills, and come back to give the two little ones extra food.

That afternoon, all Joeys who came to participate in club activities subconsciously looked at the cooking table to the side, where a white-haired monkey stood upright.

He looks like a chef in a cooking competition waiting for the judges to score.

Why is this person here?

Now Zhu Suihan's fame is no longer as simple as staying in the first grade. It can be said that everyone except Houshan knows that there is a fierce student in the college.

Wu Neng poisoned his classmates and knocked them out of the dark team. Wen Neng ranked at the top of his grade and already had two research results, the Pill Bottle Project and the Dragon Gate Potion.

Such a guy actually comes to the cooking club to participate in club activities?

It's not like a classmate accidentally provoked some evil guy. The college should just throw him over as a bodyguard.

"Okay everyone, focusing too much on the new members will cause trouble to others."

The president of the cooking club clapped his hands.

"There are new members today. I hope everyone will work hard and show Suihan the strength of our cooking club."

"Today's cooking topic is a completely new food, coming from a region far away from us."

Joey smiled and said: "The name of this food is Malasada. You can think of this food simply as a kind of fried bread."

"Similar to foods like steamed buns and dumplings, the core of malasada can also have different flavors. It all depends on personal preference."

Zhu Suihan's expression changed, Malasada.

As we all know, in order to capture Xiaozhi's Pikachu, Kojiro and the others generally have no fixed source of income and work odd jobs in various places to save money.

But after arriving in the Alola region, they established the Malasada RV stall, and the business can be said to be very good.

Malasada is also the food that the fat little Mamane particularly likes to eat.

Fried bread is actually a combination of crispy outer skin and soft and fragrant core. After you bite into it, it clicks, and the aroma of the bread stimulated by the temperature of the oil becomes more intense.

In principle, this is indeed similar to a flatbread roll. Sweet and salty all depends on personal preference.

It's okay to have a slightly bitter taste like matcha.

The dough in the cooking club was prepared in advance by the members. Since there was a monkey who temporarily applied to join the club, the president also divided his dough into two pieces.

"Thank you, President. After the marasada is made, you can eat it yourself, and there is still a comment section."

The president smiled: "You can make two with the same taste, and then put one of them on the dining table, so that everyone can taste each other's craftsmanship."

"Of course, if your two malasadas are different flavors, just use half of one flavor."

The Joys have a large amount of classes and exercise every day. Even if they eat calorie bombs like Malasada, there is no risk of gaining weight.

At least it won't be like Mamane.

What filling to make, this is a serious question.

Zhu Suihan thought for a while: "President, has anyone made a malasada stuffed with energy cubes before?"

The president, who was about to show off his skills at his cooking table, stopped.

?

Filled with energy cubes?

Do you want to listen to what horrible things you are saying.Bai Mao knew something was wrong as soon as he saw that expression: "If there is no energy cube filling, where is the Baofen filling?"

Everyone around Joey who heard this said looked horrified.

Oops, there might be a kitchen monster in the club who specializes in making dark dishes!

"This is not impossible, but if the temperature is too high after frying, there may be some problems with the structure of the energy cube, and it is easy to lose its nutritional structure."

The president considered the words for a moment: "Baofen said the same thing. If you have this idea, you can try making jam-filled malasada."

Got it, it seems like no one has done this before.

Zhu Suihan nodded and thanked, and then looked at the dough in a daze. He believed in the president's craftsmanship. At least there was nothing wrong with this dough in all aspects.

Xiaoxian Nai and Chenglong are still playing outside, otherwise they can try something new.

Forget it, just listen to the advice and make some simple fruit marasada.

I put the dough in my hand twice and it didn't feel as good as Xiaoxian Milk.

Putting out the fruits from the trees nearby, Zhu Suihan took mango, peach, biba and grape fruits.

One is purely sweet and the other is sweet and sour.

Crush the fruit and put it into moo milk to prepare it. After controlling the proportion, it will be thick and sticky without any additives.

The president, who had been secretly observing Zhu Suihan, nodded secretly. The technique was correct, and there were no weird filling ratios.

It seems that he is not a kitchen monster, Suihan-san just has a strange taste.

As for the option of whether there is something wrong with the brain, she felt that it was not a good idea to say this to her classmates. They were just thinking a little strangely, but that was not the case.

Roll the dough into the desired shape and then add the prepared milk tree fruit filling. When you eat, you must pay attention to a thin skin and a large filling, so you don't have to worry about the ingredients.

The tempting sound of frying began to sound. Zhu Suihan glanced around and put his work into the oil pan, gently playing with the marasada inside.

The fragrance spread, and a group of Pokémon had been waiting outside the cooking club. They were smelling the smell coming from the classroom with intoxicated faces.

As usual, there will be a tasting session for lucky people later, and these snack lovers are waiting for that moment.

After taking out the malasada, Zhu Suihan looked at the malasada on the plate which was not much different from the dorayaki, and for a moment he felt like tears filled his eyes.

Five years, do you know how I spent these five years?
As a humanoid power bank with the body of a forbidden demon, he finally has an item in his hand that is not in the shape of a meatball!
He was also afraid that his finished product would be large glutinous rice balls.

There is help, I can still be saved!
Zhu Suihan calmed down, picked up the knife and cut the malasada in the middle. The flowing filling inside slowly flowed out and spread it on the plate. The aroma of frying was mixed with the mellow aroma of fruit and milk.

Golden and plump, the knife will make a clicking sound after cutting, the crispy outer shell and the softness of the inner fabric represent the success of Malasada.

And blended with it, but you can still clearly smell the aroma of fruit and milk, which is the excellent inner part of Malasada.

In short, this is a Malasada who is dignified and beautiful in appearance and full of poetry and poetry.

"Everyone, please bring your finished products to the front."

The president smiled and said, "Now is the time to invite our little guests in."

Zhu Suihan looked outside and saw a Pokémon jumping excitedly outside.

"Nazo, Nazo!"

That little fool?
Zhu Suihan glanced at the president, and after getting the other party's consent, he stretched out his hand. The walking grass couldn't wait to jump on Zhu Suihan's arm, and happily swept the white-haired monkey's cheek with the blade.

"It's itchy, wait patiently."

Zhu Suihan asked: "President, is there any stock in the classroom? I will make one for the little guys outside. Of course, I will pay for the materials myself."

The president was a little confused: "Yes, yes, but are you busy enough?"

"Well, I was just afraid that I would get lost, so I did it slowly. Once I get familiar with the process, I won't worry about that happening."

Zhu Suihan rolled up his sleeves: "Let's watch my performance next, everyone. I have just joined the club, so I have to show my skills to everyone."

When you enter a gaming group, you can pretend to be a newbie and deceive others. Of course, you can also show off your rank and tell others that although you are not a boss, you are at least a strong one.

Then, everyone in the club and the Pokémon waiting outside witnessed what is called a "lightning and thunder" cooking process.

The volume is large and the speed is so fast that it feels like the hand movements of the white-haired monkey are phantoms. It is absolutely impossible for someone with a physique that does not have the level of a fighter to perform.

Everyone did not let Zhu Suihan do the frying process alone. The president arranged for the Pokémon outside to sit in a row waiting to be fed.

"You cook very quickly but with high quality. How do you do that?"

The president was a little curious: "Logically speaking, this kind of skill can only be mastered by chefs who have been working in the kitchen all year round."

"Well, maybe it's because of the difference in workload."

Zhu Suihan wiped his hands, feeling a little subtle.

"If you include me, there are three big eaters in the family. If we can't ensure both quality and quantity when cooking our own meals, and then increase the speed, we won't be able to eat enough."

Joey:?
"Three big eaters, but I heard from everyone that your partners are Dragon and Fairy, which are Pokémon from the Galar region."

The subtext is that even such a small one can eat it?

"Correct."

Zhu Suihan finished his work and touched the grown leaves of Xiaohanhan beside him.

"How should I put it? The total amount of marasada today may not be enough for my family to eat a meal."

what?
(End of this chapter)