Naruto: Big Foodie

Let him see what has changed in this dish.

"Toying... It's raining." Nakiri Senzaemon suddenly said something that made people incomprehensible.

But as long as you look at this "Picture of Red Sea Bream Island", you will know what he is talking about.

A burst of autumn rain and a layer of coolness.

The milky white soup dripped into the "Red Sea Bream Island Picture", just like the autumn rain falling on the earth, and then it turned into a turbulent mist, rushing past Hokkaido first, like the spring tide of melting snow, and then curled again. After passing through Honshu Island, it is like the dense mist in the incense burner, and finally gathers in Shikoku and Kyushu.

By the time Yang Ming stopped, the dish had changed a lot. The current "Picture of Sea Bream Island" has been sealed by a layer of white milky mist, everything is hidden in the thick fog, only the top of Mount Fuji emerges above the thick fog.

"The three judges, if you don't mind, how about trying again?"

Before that, Ye Shanliang once showed everyone what the art of fire is with the flames that he spewed from his hands. The raging flames inspired all the deliciousness of the snapper and the spices covered on it, like a soaring battle song!

Now, Yang Ming is using the opposite method, telling everyone present that not only fire, but also water can do the same thing. The warm and thick white fish soup fell into the "Snapper Island Picture" and disappeared in an instant, just like the autumn rain moistening the soil. And the charming aroma was instantly revealed, which was far and deep, no less than the cuisine of Ye Shanliang just now.

This dish, combined with the moonlight that is reflected in the frost now, is very beautiful.

"The current dish... how does it taste?"

Nakiri Senzaemon moved the tableware with great anticipation.

Click.

With a crisp sound, the spoon cut into the sea bream rice.

Squeaky.

With a slight pressure, some white soup overflowed from it.

Hula.

The steam that came out was full of the strong fragrance of matsutake mushrooms, which made him twitch his nose involuntarily.

Ah woo.

When you scoop a spoonful and put it in your mouth, you can feel the completely different taste from before. It contains a unique, simple, sweet and mellow taste, mixed with the smell of the sea and forest.

No, not only that.

The milky white fish soup poured in, like the rising sea level, connected the four islands together, and the four dishes that were originally distinct were slowly integrated under the influence of this soup.

When chewing the dishes, several kinds of delicious tastes stimulate the taste buds in stages, and the unique deliciousness of sea bream bursts one after another in the mouth!

The mild-tasting sashimi contrasts sharply with the temperature of the heated sea bream, and the sea bream at different temperatures pops up on the tongue, highlighting its presence even more. The foreshadowing buried in the cooking process has all been revealed under the pouring of this fish soup.

Isn't the deliciousness of the fish dissolving on the tongue along with the vegetables just the season? In this dish, the utterly delicious golden hour of snapper is preserved!

Temperature, heating, time, these are the condiments that belong to Yang Ming.

The deep-fried batter of tempura has also become a juice-sucking existence. The sea bream tempura, which is full of soup, condensed the energy of sea bream inside, and released a strong impact at the moment of biting it. , In the face of this kind of power, it is impossible to avoid this direct blow! The waves in the body are turning the river and the sea!

"Commander, he..."

"The commander-in-chief's shirt is torn!"

here is! Dongying in Yang Ming's eyes!

They... finally saw it.

Under the influence of the fish soup full of autumn flavor, this piece of land has been transformed into an autumn scenery.

In Dongying, where the four seasons are distinct, the longest is autumn, the season that can best understand the precipitation of the soul and make people feel empty.

The maple trees in the mountains and plains of Hokkaido gradually turn red in autumn. From north to south, with the alternation of cold and warm, there are layers of red seas with different shades.

The snow water of Mount Fuji flows through the ground and filters into clear spring water, and then emerges from the ground, nourishing the majestic maple trees by the stream.

In Kyoto, autumn leaves appear in the city. Kinkaku-ji Temple, Ginkaku-ji Temple, Sanqian-in Temple, and Kiyomizu-dera Temple are all surrounded by red leaves. Walking through the trails intertwined with bamboo and maple leaves, walking on the simple trails full of autumn and red leaves, the sun is slowly falling, and the scenery is infinite. good.

This is not a beautiful scenery that can be summed up in just a few words. They have completely substituted into Yang Ming's vision, viewing this land full of poetry from the perspective of a girl from China.

This is a dish that only chefs who are proficient in Eastern and Chinese culture can make!

That is to say...

"This is also a "must-kill dish". "

Dishes that are unique and cannot be copied by others are "must-kill dishes".

Although they are both "must-kill dishes", these two dishes are completely different.

One is the representative work of fire, hot and violent, including Hayama Ryo's love and enthusiasm for spices from beginning to end.

The other is the embodiment of water that embraces all things. The sea is open to all rivers, and the converging flavors keep flowing in the mouth, which contains Yang Ming's unique understanding and experience of the country of Dongying.

"The review is over! Then...the judgment begins!!" Nakiri Senzaemon announced.

Ye Shanliang and Yang Ming looked at each other~www.readwn.com~ stood in front of the judges' table, waiting for the final result to be announced.

No matter what the result is, crying or laughing, this long autumn selection is finally coming to an end...

"Thank you for your hard work..." Nakiri Senzaemon's voice was full of passion, and he couldn't tell that he was an old man, "At the decisive moment, both of them used their best methods to make delicious food, if simple In terms of cooking skills, the two are almost on par."

Yang Ming nodded silently. The "Roasted Snapper Sashimi" cooked by the flame of the flamethrower was perfect. Even if he cooked it, he might only be able to do that.

"And what's even more amazing is that although the theme of one dish is fire and the other is water, the taste of the two dishes can be said to be comparable..."

...is it comparable?

"This kind of situation has happened in the past. Two dishes that can't be separated from each other have such perfect taste. At this time, we often use another standard."

"That is whether there is a sign of the chef's uniqueness in this dish, and whether people can reflect the chef's face from the bottom of their hearts when they taste this dish."

"If we can do it, we often call this dish the chef's "killer dish"! "

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