Shiji: taste bud reversal

266. An aroma bomb that didn't explode?

Kusunagi Taro's hot salmon is more than just grilling and cooking with cutting-edge equipment.

The meat of the fish itself is indistinguishable from raw and cooked through cooking, and the skin is full of aroma using the 'Yan Feng' technique in French cuisine, and the female judge noticed when she tasted it for the first time, and there is a delicate taste that complements each other hidden under the art of fire.

"Do you notice the 'mystery' hidden in my dish?"

Seeing the change in the other party's expression, the corners of Nan Rentaro's mouth suddenly opened an exaggerated arc upward.

"I see, it's a 'salmon ice cream' made with sugar? "Dojima Silver picked up the napkins at hand and wiped the corners of his mouth" The clever use of the freezer grinder creates two completely different tastes, cold and hot, not only in the cooking operation, but also after the plate, the right questions and calories are perfectly controlled. "

"It's Chef Dojima!" said Rentaro's smile grew thicker, "I did use a refrigerated blender, and in order to ensure a delicate taste, I first used a blender to beat the salmon into a paste and freeze it, then put it in a refrigerated mixer, and polished it with a high-speed rotating blade inside the crusher, so that the salmon ice cream with a mild taste was made." "

"Temperature, heating... There's even time, it's all my condiment."

"It's a technology I'm proud of, and there's no way a mere first-grader could possibly have any..."

"So, are you done?"

While Kusunsu Rentaro was enjoying the change in the expressions on the judges' faces with great interest, a voice sounded behind him unexpectedly, causing his next words to come to an abrupt end.

"What?"

Kusunagi turned his head and saw Shiraki standing behind him expressionlessly.

On the tray in his hand, three semi-circular charred cakes were quietly placed horizontally.

At this time, Kusunsu Rentaro was only less than thirty centimeters away from the three cakes.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but at this moment, he seems to feel a faint sense of oppression coming from under the completely closed shell of the burnt yellow puree.

Knock, knock, knock...

Not a delusion!

At this moment, cold sweat has been unconsciously spread all over the body, and I don't know if he suddenly regained the ability to perceive danger, Nan Rentaro suddenly realized at this moment what kind of opponent he was going to face...

"It can't be... No way...... How could such a sense of oppression be felt from a first-year student..."

Even if he was blindly confident, in the face of this sense of oppression as if he was being targeted by a top predator, Nan Rentaro didn't dare to say anything more, just a look, his originally curved back was already as straight as a frightened bird, dense beads of sweat penetrated his back, and his steps became a little staggering.

If it weren't for the fact that this was the judge's seat, he would have sat on the ground.

But now obviously there is not so much time to calm his nerves, Shiraki put the three dishes in his hand in front of the judges - of course, these three dishes were made in a normal way, and did not use any 'abilities', after all, this is just a halberd between students, and it is not a duel with a late-night cook, it would be bad if he came up with too exaggerated dishes to scare the three people below, and Shiraki still counted on them to score points.

The review of the 'Yanfeng Salmon' has come to an end, the expression on the face of the three-dimensional judges is not disappointed, but it is also not satisfied, Nan Rentaro was shocked by the oppressive force he felt just now, and at this time, he couldn't care what the judges' reaction was, so he could only take a few steps back, and looked at Bai Mu with a calm face to serve food to the judges.

"The appearance of this dish... It looks like a pancake dish, but it's different from a regular scone, and it's more like a puff pastry on top of a 'puff pastry cream soup'..."

The reviewer used a knife and fork to gently cut a piece of puff pastry in front of him with a crisp 'click' sound, and in the next second, the reviewer's eyes widened directly, and he lost his voice, "How, how is it possible?!"

The audience looked at the big screen, only to see that inside the crispy and fragrant shell, it was not the lotus leaf they imagined, but a piece of fish meat that had been completely integrated with the surrounding fruit puree, and the surface of the fish was a layer of emerald green slurry.

"Strange... Didn't the white wood be filled with spices?"

Kohei couldn't help but stretch his neck, looking at the picture displayed on the big screen, the expression on his face full of doubt.

Not only that, but the lotus leaf that was originally wrapped in the flesh of the fish is also gone. "

Marui Zenji pushed his glasses, "Under normal circumstances, no matter how much you bake, the lotus leaves wrapped in the inner layer will not disappear completely." "

"No, that's not a lotus leaf. "

Alice's voice suddenly came from the front of everyone, "If I'm not mistaken, the ingredients of that 'lotus leaf' should contain cheese, right?"

"Shiba, cheese?!"

"Well, on top of that, the things that look like dirt are supposed to be made from grinding and mixing all kinds of fruits. "

Due to the distance, Alice could only see these things, but Ye Shan Liang on the side added a few words.

"In addition to fruits, there should be tea, eight common spices, an unknown spice, and a trace of red wine. "

These are all things that Hayama relies on the smell that vaguely wafts into the audience, and more ingredients must be smelled on stage to know.

"Eh, isn't it mud?" Yuhime Yoshino finally reacted at this time, "I thought that Shiraki was going to use the cooking technique of 'called flower chicken' to complete the dish, and subconsciously thought that it should be mud..."

"Well, isn't that interesting? Kohei Soma leaned back, "Anyway, I just thought that the moment the puff pastry was cut, the aroma would overflow the audience, but it didn't move at all." "

"No, it doesn't seem to be completely motionless. "

Nagiri Alice looked at the three judges on the judges' table who were tasting the dishes, and the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked up with a pleasant arc.

"That bomb... Maybe it's exploded?"