Eternal food paradise

"The correct way to use truffles, shouldn't they be as garnishes?"

"That's right!"

"Excessive cooking and heating will damage the unique aroma of truffles..."

The old guys on the board of directors are also talking about it.

They may have been pampered for a long time, with servants taking care of their daily lives, and even a famous chef, but at least as seniors and celebrities in the industry, they will not act ignorant.

Xia Yan really wanted to applaud. Yes, you are so right. There is no way to refute, and he will not refute anything.

In fact, the way to eat 'truffles' is really psychedelic.

Even in Western-style mushroom and matsutake soup, the 'truffle' is not mixed with other ingredients and then thrown into the food processor to beat into thin pieces. Instead, one or two pieces are put on the plate and bowl. , or simply sprinkle with dry powder as an embellishment and decoration.

But if you regard ‘truffle slices’ as a side dish with only a decorative effect, you would be wrong.

However……

Who said his ‘alienated ingredients’ are derived from truffles?

The corners of Xia Yan's eyes twitched slightly. Hearing the doubtful voices from all sides, he didn't feel depressed at all, nor did he feel any eagerness to defend himself. Now he was helpless, amused and embarrassed.

Big guys...

Your starting point for starting this topic is wrong! Ridiculous!

Stop and feed me!

Shaking his head, Xia Yan put aside his funny mood for the time being. Faced with an on-site cooking of harvesting [deviation values] in front of everyone, he must be serious and not have distracting thoughts.

first.

Xia Yan just threw a small pile of "Elf Mushrooms" into the sink, turned on the faucet, and soaked them with enough water to slightly submerge the mushrooms.

Immediately, Xia Yan turned around and went to pick up a series of ingredients such as matsutake mushrooms, gallbladder mushrooms, and porcini mushrooms.

Instead, in front of everyone, he went to the cupboard where tools are stored at the venue and quickly found a large piece of uncut tin foil paper and a thick stack of special kitchen paper that is not easy to rot when soaked in water.

"Ka, ka -"

The sound of scissors and cutting spread in the suddenly quiet venue.

Seeing that Xia Yan was obviously doing it himself, using a slightly clumsy manual method to make something on the fly.

Dojima Gin: "?"

Shinomiya Kojiro: "???"

"Confusion behavior!"

"Shura" Saiba Joichiro whispered in a strange tone.

Hearing that the man who was his adoptive father and master of the art showed a rare expression of hesitation and confusion in his tone, Caibo Chaoyang, who was on the other end of the live broadcast on the mobile phone, was like an ant on a hot pot. He was so anxious that he wandered around the table again, "He, What on earth did you do?!”

Caibo Chaoyang's mood at this time can be described as regret.

He felt that he had used his identity as 'Suzuki Lecturer' to infiltrate Totsuki Campus, and suddenly he was struck with a cold arrow. Instead, he got a bloody "cai" and was defeated. Not to mention, in the end, he was also attacked by people headed by Dojima Gin. Officials from Yueyue's lineage are fully investigating.

Therefore, he racked his brains and could not get close to such a witness meeting that broke the history of Yuanyue School. In the end, he begged his adoptive father in every possible way, and then followed up from the sidelines through offline voice broadcast.

Within the venue.

Standing with his arms folded among a group of old guys on the board of directors, Commander Yuanyue, whose stature and momentum could not be ignored, stared at Xia Yan carefully folding a whole piece of tinfoil paper, and finally made it into The shape of an open square container:

"……pot?"

He couldn't help but make a confused sound in his mouth. The scar that penetrated his right eye trembled slightly. The clogs on the soles of Senzaemon's feet made crisp footsteps. He took two steps closer and stood out from the crowd:

“Why should ‘tinfoil’ be specially cut and folded into a pot?”

As he spoke, his eyes swept over the ingredients piled on the kitchen table. In addition to a dazzling array of mushrooms, there were also yams, yams, and burdock.

Nakiri Senzaemon stretched out his finger, "Does your "Sanzhen Hotpot" still have the step of baking? "

"Bake..."

The eyes of the people around him lit up.

Tinfoil paper, its usual appearance and appearance, is undoubtedly closely combined with the word "baking". Whether it is near an oven, a microwave oven or a charcoal stove, it is a common cooking tool.

But before Dojima Gin and Shinomiya Kojiro could comment, everyone who gathered around the open kitchen was suddenly stunned.

Not an oven, charcoal stove, or microwave.

The "pot" with the tin foil folded and glued firmly was placed on the stove in such a grand and direct way!

This is not over yet.

Nakiri Senzaemon's eyes, which are getting darker and darker like an ancient pool, are reflecting Xia Yan's next move——

Take kitchen paper and spread it out.

The size is exactly the same as the four walls and bottom of the tinfoil-shaped square open pot, and it fits closely. It fits perfectly!

At first glance, these hard white papers with fine holes form the "lining" of the pot, with two layers, inside and outside!

Matsutake mushrooms, alpine mushrooms, porcini mushrooms.

Yam, potato, burdock.

The same ingredients are all processed on an intelligent mechanical assembly line. In just two or three minutes, the cleaning and cutting work is completed, and it is so perfect that even the pickiest customers will not be able to fault it.

Make one pile of the flaky ones, and make another two or three piles of the silk-shaped ones that keep the shape of the intact mushroom.

The space inside the pot was quickly filled with ingredients.

"Gululu~"

The sound of pouring water.

After a few ladles were poured down, the water filled the space of the "handmade pot".

Near the open kitchen, Nakiri Senzaemon was separated from the stove by a table, watching the water in the pot rising slowly, even if the water submerged some of the mushrooms on the top, this 'eating demon king' 'I didn't even look away.

He looked at the ingredients in the clear water, which were shining slightly because of the lights above the venue.

At that moment, his pupils contracted, as if he discovered a group of whitebait suddenly swimming out from the bottom of a clear stream.

Nakiri Senzaemon turned to stare at the most shining "pearl" in the pot.

That's the main character.

The rest of the ingredients are just green leaves as a foil.

"Instead of slicing, did you put them in whole pieces?" Nakiri Senzaemon's eyes flashed sharply, "Just cut the 'knife flowers' on the surface?"

Dojima Gin and Shinomiya Kojiro, one on the left and one on the right, approached.

Taking a closer look at the pieces of "Elf Mushrooms" placed almost on top, they looked at each other in astonishment.

The uneven surface was forcibly cut into beautiful and neat "cross knife flowers", so the internal situation of the alienated mushroom that had never been seen before was exposed to their sight——

Fair and delicate!

"There's no texture?" Dojima Gin was surprised.

"This does not look like a 'truffle'!" Shinomiya Kojiro shook his head, his eyes were deep, "As far as I have seen, the processed truffle varieties, when cut crosswise or cut into slices, the cross-section is like snowflake beef. texture distribution."

“The drier it is, the more pronounced the texture will be!”

The buzz around him didn't stop when Xia Yan put the ingredients into the pot one after another.

"interesting--"

"Shura" Saiba Joichiro said with a smile on his lips: "The appearance is similar to some wild black truffles in the forest, but the inside is so pure and flawless. At first glance, I thought it was some kind of cream with 'black on the outside and white on the inside' Sandwich snacks.”

The other end of the live voice broadcast.

Caibo Chaoyang received the words of his adoptive father and master from the air, and he complained fiercely:

"So, it's just similar in shape and appearance!"

"The properties of the ingredients and even the cooking and eating methods have been completely changed. We can no longer look at such a brand-new ingredient from the perspective of 'truffle'..."

Halfway through his words, Caibo Chaoyang suddenly got stuck.

because.

A clear voice came from the mobile phone, which seemed to have a strong presence even in a noisy environment——

"Click!"

The stove is on!