They Gather Here

"No, it's completely different."

"how come……"

"What Si Yingshi is best at is to stimulate the original flavor of the ingredients and make himself 'invisible'. The taster seems to be eating the cuisine of nature, without the traces of chiseling, but Xiaozhen's cooking is much more powerful."

"That's right." Ye Shanliang nodded in agreement, "Although Senior Luo's cooking is extremely balanced, it is made with spices. This style..."

"I don't have a fixed style." Luo Zhen interrupted.

"???"

"If you have to say it, my style is... well... better than other chefs."

Can you die without pretending?

Ye Shanliang gritted his teeth with hatred, and almost kicked Luo Zhen unconscious with a flying kick.

Of course, Luo Zhen didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he stretched calmly.

He said: "The so-called spices, no matter they are strong or weak, their purpose is to make the food more delicious. No matter what the taster's purpose is, when the food enters the mouth, his mind is full of thoughts of eating." If you think about it, you win."

This big theory says one thing after another, but it's all nonsense.

￣□￣｜｜

Ye Shanliang continued the black line.

Xi Jianrun smiled, and patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Liang, what Mr. Luo means is that as long as the direction is right, the rest will be left to endless practice."

In other words, the experience of dealing with diners.

Ye Shanliang smiled wryly, looked at the empty casserole, and glanced at the remaining half of the plate of autumn mackerel sashimi, he really felt the horror of Luo Zhen.

And Luo Zhen has stood up at this time, checking whether the spices are ready.

Looking at it now, even if Luo Zhen empties out the entire spice laboratory, he probably won't be able to say anything more.

He deserves it!

Ye Shanliang couldn't help but sighed.

Chapter 13 Dog food and soba noodles with yam paste

The competition with Ha Shanliang can only be regarded as a small episode (although 5 chapters were written).

Luo Zhen sealed the box and prepared to leave with Chitanda.

At this time, Erina suddenly issued an invitation: "Xiaozhen, it's already 11 o'clock, shall we go back after having lunch in Yuanyue?"

Luo Zhen asked back: "If I remember correctly, there shouldn't be a cafeteria here, right?"

He more or less knows about Yuan Yue's situation:

Nutrition, a difficult exam, if you fail it, you will drop out;

Cooking theory, difficult exams, if you fail, you will drop out;

Public health, a very difficult exam, if you fail it, you will drop out of school;

……

If the craft is not good or the performance is not good, the only way to ensure that you will not be expelled is to force yourself, such as asking graduates to eat halberds.

Therefore, the graduates who survived to the end not only possess unique skills, but are also masters of pretense.

In this environment, of course, there is no need for a cafeteria, just eat the remnants of class or pretense.

And the remnant of Luo Zhen's pretending just now - crucian carp soup, has already been drunk.

Erina glanced around, paused for a while on the autumn mackerel sashimi, shook her head involuntarily, only then realized that there was really nothing to eat.

She pinched the ends of her hair and tentatively said, "How about I cook?"

The girl looked at Luo Zhen, her eyes sparkling.

Luo Zhen knew very well that when the other party showed this look, it meant that there was basically no room for maneuver.

He was about to agree, but he felt his trouser legs being pulled down.

It was Chitanda.

The girl was like a little squirrel, and said in a way of biting her ear: "Several seniors have issued a death order, so you must go back for lunch."

The earlobe was blown a little hot...

Luo Zhen pulled away embarrassedly: "Have they made lunch yet?"

"This one……"

"Chitanda, don't mess with me!"

Tool Xinxin said that he didn't want to mess with Senior Luo either, but it was clear that several other seniors were doing it.

"Anyway, you can't eat it," she said.

"Hmm..." Luo Zhen scratched his head.

Erina looked suspiciously at the two whispering timidly, and finally couldn't bear it anymore: "What are you talking about?"

Luo Zhen: "No."

Chitanda: "No."

The two spoke in unison.

Erina stared angrily, didn't bother to talk nonsense, and opened the refrigerator.

The first thing that caught my eye was a piece of dough. The girl poked it with her hand, but it didn't have the softness and elasticity of flour, but it looked like a rough ball of mud.

She nodded in satisfaction and took out the dough.

Xi Jianrun's face collapsed: "Ah, I finally made the buckwheat dough by myself."

In order to make "mud balls" into smooth and springy noodles, the Neon people have worked hard.

The process of cultivating varieties, planting, and flour milling is very particular. Moreover, when adding water and kneading noodles, the amount of water must be adjusted according to the temperature and air humidity of the day. Kneading, rolling, cutting, cooking, and serving There are special tools for making noodles and eating noodles.

In Neon, buckwheat noodles and sushi can achieve such a big name, and they are treated with such care.

Therefore, Luo Zhen could understand Xi Jianrun's depression when someone picked his peaches.

Of course Ye Shanliang did too.

If he had listened to his adoptive mother in the past, he would have stood up to help, but today he was tortured to pieces by Luo Zhen, so he naturally wanted to try more expert cooking, and Erina was undoubtedly the best choice.

Therefore, this guy grabbed Xi Jianrun and motioned him not to speak.

The latter could only sit back aggrievedly, cursing in circles.

Even Ryo Hayama expressed his opinion, and of course Erina didn't care much.

She took out the dough, rolled it on the chopping board, shaped it into a cone, stood it up, and pressed down evenly from the tip of the cone, first rolled it into a uniform circle with a rolling pin, and then rolled it into a thin and uniform rectangular dough sheet, with a thickness of about 1mm.

This step looks easy, but it is difficult to do.

After rolling into thin noodles, because buckwheat lacks gluten, the noodles are easy to break, so be careful when handling them.

Therefore, every time the dough is transferred, Erina first rolls up the dough with a rolling pin, and then moves it to other places.

The next step is to make the dough sheet into flour——

Sprinkle a layer of potato starch on the dough (this is just another name, the real name involves sensitive words), fold and press in half and then sprinkle potato starch, fold the short side in half, transfer to a cutting board sprinkled with potato starch, and finally sprinkle on the surface Potato starch, use a sharp knife to cut into noodles of uniform thickness, pick up the cut noodles gently and shake off excess starch.

Erina's knife skills are very good. The knife is neat and straight down, which prevents the noodles from breaking and at the same time keeps the thickness as uniform as possible.

At this point, the soba noodles are ready and ready to cook.

The first is to prepare the accessories——

Part of the raw yam is shredded, and the other part is rubbed into a puree. The okra is soaked in water and then chopped into a puree. Add thick soy sauce and mirin to the clear water to make a soup.

Then, Erina boiled a pot of water, put in the noodles and boiled until there was no hard core, then took out, soaked in ice water to wash off the excess starch on the surface, drained the water, put it on a bamboo curtain, and let it cool to room temperature.

In the last step, the girl pours the noodles into the soup, and then adds yam puree, green onion, okra puree, seaweed shreds, and a little mustard.

Soba noodles with yam paste, you're done.

Everyone rushed over immediately.

This is a very simple dish. Considering that the dough is made by Jun Shiomi, it is even simpler than Luo Zhen's crucian carp soup.

Luo Zhen even managed a fish!

Although he wanted to complain, Ye Shanliang held back, sniffed lightly, and muttered to himself: "Zero Yuzi."

Lingyuzi are small yams whose vines go deep into the ground and germinate in the fall of the next year. It takes about 2 to 3 years for Lingyuzi to grow to a size sufficient for planting.

At Neon, yams are a staple of fall cuisine and can be cooked in many forms, crisp and fresh when eaten raw, but sticky when grated.

This difference occurs because yam is rich in mucin, which allows it to store water in the roots. This mucus substance is famous for its smoothness, and it is poured on rice or noodles or used as an antidiarrheal medicine.

Sliced ​​yams are also very popular with wasabi, soy sauce, and bonito flakes.

Erina's yam paste soba noodles undoubtedly borrowed from his ideas.

Ye Shanliang couldn't help moving his index finger.

result……

Erina: "Look at——"

Fei Shazi: "Look at—"

Xi Jianjun: "Look at——"

understood!

It means to let Luo Zhen eat first, and everyone else will obediently make way.

However, what is there to be jealous of Jun Xijian?

Although Ye Shanliang couldn't figure it out, he still put down his chopsticks and signaled to Luo Zhen with his eyes, meaning "You are a big brother, please first."