Eternal food paradise

"Yam root?"

If you only use your eyes to distinguish, you will have such a visual conclusion.

Moreover, if it is to create flavor, it is indeed feasible to use yam powder to replace certain starches without any problems!

But Nakiri Senzaemon watched steadily as the white plant rhizomes in Xia Yan's hands gradually shrank, quickly became shorter and smaller, and finally disappeared completely, and fell into a state of contemplation.

as I thought.

Next, Xia Yan makes balls of "meat stuffing".

He saw the white balls that wrapped the octopus tentacles tightly without leaving any dead ends, one after another, emerging from the tiger's mouth of Xia Yan's palm.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, it was a normal meatball, not some moth-like 'octopus meatball'.

When the fillings in the basin are completely rolled into white balls, the "paper pot" on the stove reaches the boiling state, and the mist fills the air.

Click!

Turn off the heat!

Hearing the crisp sound of the valve, Caibo Chaoyang on the other end of the live voice broadcast immediately stopped, held his breath, and suppressed his inner irritability, not wanting to miss any of the next words. However, he found that there was sudden silence on the other side, and the silence continued. There are several minutes.

Disconnected, stuck?

Caibo Chaoyang looked suspicious and anxious, and rushed towards the phone holder. Just when he was about to pick up the phone to reconnect, a sharp exclamation sound suddenly came from the speaker, and his hands shook:

"Oh my god! What a clear soup!"

A female voice was that of Jun Shiomi, the authority on spices, and she witnessed it with her own eyes.

Immediately afterwards, there was a wave of commotion.

"broth!"

"But the flavor is very strong..."

"Hey, none of the ingredients are cooked or simmered? Is the soup cooked like this really rich and full of flavor?"

Integrate the key information in these words and sentences in your mind.

In front of Caibo Chaoyang, a pot with steam gushing out on the stove seemed to appear——

In a white tin foil pot.

Matsutake mushrooms, chicken pine mushrooms, porcini mushrooms... anyway, they are a series of delicacies, including that weird mushroom that has yet to be named and is tentatively identified as an alienated version of 'truffle'.

Their essence seeps into the water, and the "water" turns into soup.

But here’s the problem.

Caibo Chaoyang could not imagine the color of the soup. According to the noisy words in the voice, if the heat was not enough and the mushrooms were not cooked, the soup would not be dark yellow and turbid.

However, before Cai Bo Chaoyang could construct a complete dish appearance in his mind, there was another strange movement at the end of the live voice broadcast.

"Casserole?"

Click, a faint fire was lit on the second stove, but this time what Xia Yan put on the stove was not a "paper pot", but a solid casserole.

The exact same set of ingredients can be called a copy, and even the placement seems to be the same.

The only difference is...

Dojima Gin, Saiba Joichiro, and Shinomiya Kojiro all stared at the 'white meatballs' placed among them. In their eyes, the young chef who had never left their sight was pouring a pot of boiling hot soup. , after passing through a clean metal screen to filter impurities, it was poured directly into the casserole.

certainly.

In the eyes of everyone, the impurity filtration by metal screens is more like a form and a ritual.

The soup flows from the upper end into the casserole at the lower end.

As a result, no trace of impurities remains on the surface of the metal mesh with dense holes.

This scene is inexplicably shocking.

The "flavor" that fills the air cannot be faked.

This is a pot of soup with a lot of flavor, even if the ingredients are not overcooked or overcooked.

And the so-called impurities are exactly the small substances separated from the body of the rotten food.

"No erosion and avoid accumulation of impurities."

“Also delicious!”

Everyone in the research institute looked at each other.

A group of old men on the board of directors seemed extremely contradictory and contrary to common sense in cooking, but what actually happened was also surprising and a bit incomprehensible.

Nakiri Senzaemon didn't make any remarks, and remained quiet amidst the turmoil. He saw Xia Yan put the 'white meatballs' into the second pot and put it on the second stove. , actually slowly closed his eyes.

"ten minutes!"

At this time, Xia Yan turned around and looked at the people gathered around the open kitchen. He crossed his raised index fingers and gestured with the number "ten" in capital letters that everyone in neon understands.

Ten minutes, if you are there, start talking about the dishes with the people around you, and it will pass quickly.

But for Zaibo Chaoyang on the other end of the voice line, the experience is very bad. He can't see the real-time cooking scene of the dishes. He doesn't know what the "white meatballs" look like, and he can't guess the contents of the soup and the contents of the pot. Color and condition.

Anyway, just confused.

"alright--"

Xia Yan, when the time reached a certain point and the cooking information appeared in his field of vision, he took out the bowls and spoons and arranged them neatly, while greeting without raising his head: "The portions are limited, the ingredients are expensive, and there are many people. , so the amount in each bowl won’t be too much.”

As he spoke, he used spoons and chopsticks to finish loading and unloading the first bowl.

Before Xia Yan could ask who wanted this bowl of food, a big hand stretched out from outside the bar.

"please."

Xia Yan was stunned for a moment and handed the bowl to the man. Then he looked up and saw that it was Nakiri Senzaemon. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He was indeed an old hunter and an old fox waiting for an opportunity. One hit is sure to hit, and it's hard to hit.

Senzaemon held the small and delicate porcelain bowl in his big palm and looked down at it.

The color of the soup has not changed at all compared to when it was cooked in the first "paper pot".

The second set of ingredients is cooked, and the 'white meatballs' that have just been made are also fully cooked. Against the light orange soup, the surroundings of the meatballs are sparkling, and even the meatballs themselves seem to have an unusual rendering light. effect.

Commander-in-Chief Yuanyue looked directly at the past, with a subtle awe in his eyes.

He took the initiative to put down the spoon and scooped up a ball.

Without blinking, he just swallowed it in one bite!

piping hot.

Even before your teeth bite, the sweetness spreads fiercely in your mouth.

"This is not a yam root!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Nakiri Senzaemon's eyes.

In fact, yam has no taste. If you want to describe it, it has a soft and waxy texture, which can be related to "sweet". However, at this time, the ingredients that make up most of the body of the meatballs actually give the tongue a peculiar milky taste in addition to the light sweetness. .

This is a refreshing, pure, pollution-free, absolutely natural milky flavor that explodes in sweetness as the teeth penetrate the meatballs layer by layer.

Click!

The teeth finally chewed the octopus tentacles hidden in the inner layer of the meatballs.

"Hoo..." The umami taste that suddenly swept out along his teeth merged with the sweet and milky taste, and Nakiri Senzaemon suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A giant tree with countless vines hanging down.

Crash--