Return to nature?

Natsuyu nodded at Hojo Miyoko's words.

Comet fried rice seems simple, but in fact it condenses a lot of his efforts.

Because he did not learn the blue recipe, he had to think and study it little by little. The shrimp and mushroom minced rice were summed up after he failed countless times. It would not destroy the taste of fried rice, but instead sublimate the flavor.

The food industry has endless ingredients, and perhaps other seasonings have similar effects. Xia Yu dared not say that this comet fried rice has no room for further improvement. Of course, the reason why this fried rice makes Hojo Miyoko feel incredible is probably the impact of [Chef Heart] on the taste and on the spiritual level.

“Do you still need to continue?

Natsuki glanced at the pineapple curry fried rice in the Miyoko wok in Hojo.

Taking a deep breath, Miyoko Hojo regained her strength and replied loudly: "A true chef will not admit defeat or be afraid of failure!"

Click.

When I twisted the gas stove switch, a dark blue flame appeared again at the bottom of the pot.

Miyoko Hojo held the spatula and stir-fryed for a while, sprinkled it in the condiments, and then put the hot fried rice into the pineapple shell that had previously hollowed out the flesh. A strong aroma mixed with the sweet and sour fried rice smell of pineapple, pouring out fiercely.

"Please use—"

The dishes were placed on the kitchen counter, and the pineapple shells replaced the plates, which were authentic. Hojo Miyoko looked like she was facing a great enemy, staring at Natsuki.

It was very different from the confidence he came when he came. At this time, Miyoko, known as the "iron-fisted and copper body", revealed a hint of tension on her face.

As she watched, Xia Yu just scooped up half a spoon with a spoon and put it into her mouth to chew it, and then shook her head.

It's still so bad...

Knowing the plot of the original work is not a good thing. At least, knowing that the pineapple curry fried rice in front of me is only a half-finished product, and it is still a bit short of heat. Xia Yu felt uncomfortable when he tasted it. The obsessive-compulsive disorder caused another incident.

Miyoko Hojo's shoulders shook and her face turned pale.

She pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

"You try your own dishes first." Xia Yu handed over a clean spoon.

This time Miyoko did not hesitate and scooped up a spoonful of fried rice, mixed with meat-colored ham and orange-yellow pineapple cubes. At least in terms of the color of the dish, the pineapple curry fried rice is not inferior to Comet fried rice, and it can arouse people's appetite.

However, when fried rice is imported, Miyoko chews it carefully and her face looks even more ugly.

tasty!

The fried rice with eggs is crispy and the cubes have a unique flavor, especially when the teeth are bitten open and the mouth is filled with sweet and sour juice, the whole mouth seems to have been baptized.

Guru. Swallowed a bite of fried rice, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth. However, Miyoko felt her heart was empty, as if something was missing.

It's just staying at the level of deliciousness.

Compared with Comet Fried Rice, Miyoko found that her cooking did not have the kind of energy that tightly wrapped her heart and made her soul tremble.

What exactly is missing?

"Hojo, if the 100-point system, I will give my Comet fried rice a score of 80 points, then how much do you give my own cooking?" Xia Yu asked casually.

"50...no, 60 points, barely qualified." Miyoko Hojo bit her lower lip.

Xia Yu nodded, "Your pineapple curry fried rice is considered good among a group of students from the Yuanyue High School, with an average level."

"The most important thing for a chef is to recognize himself, not to underestimate himself, nor to be blindly proud. Your cooking lacks soul, and this flaw is normal below the special chef."

"soul?"

Miyoko Hojo's face said puzzled.

"You can't understand the level is too high. Generally, only a special chef can inject his soul into the cuisine and brand the dishes." Xia Yu shook his hand. His primary [Chef Heart] was far from the old man. When he said this, he was very calm.

Pointing to the kitchen counter, Xia Yu continued to ask: "Where do you think there is room for improvement in this dish?"

"Curry spice!" Hojo Miyoko thought for a while.

“To be specific…”

"Maybe you can change the curry cubes to a prepared curry powder. Curry cubes are more suitable for making curry rice, but not for making Chinese fried rice. However, curry powder has to face the problem of insufficient flavor. To be honest, I know nothing about the mixing of curry spices, so I plan to go to the High School and ask several professors for advice on this." When Miyoko Hojo said this, she was helpless.

"Look at it, this is one of the improvements."

Since the topic was raised, Xia Yu did not hide it anymore. He took a long and sharp kitchen knife and dug out some flesh on the other half of the pineapple shell that Miyoko Hojo had cut off and placed it.

Take a salt jar and apply a layer of salt on the surface of the remaining pineapple meat.

Bang!

The pineapple shell that had just been processed was like a lid. It covered the pineapple shell with fried rice on the kitchen counter. Xia Yu even borrowed tools to completely seal the pineapple that was combined into one, and then put it in the oven to heat it.

Soon, Xia Yu took out the whole roasted pineapple, lifted the pineapple shell on it, and another completely different strong aroma of fried rice was immediately thrown into the kitchen like a gas bomb.

Miyoko Hojo's nose fluttered, smelling the smell, and her eyes were filled with horror.

"Try it, how does the taste change?" Natsuyu scooped a spoonful of fried rice and handed the spoon to Miyoko Hojo. This was something she had used before. Miyoko Hojo had no psychological burden. She took the spoon and ate it in one bite.

In an instant, Hojo Miyoko's eyes became blurred and a layer of mist filled with water.

The sweetness of the fruit, with the saltiness of the fried rice, spreads on the tip of the tongue.

What surprised Hojo Miyoko the most was that there was a brand new flavor in the fried rice, which was the fragrance of fruit!

There is no doubt that it was the baking step just now that gave this dish a brand new flavor.

After a moment of thought, a light flashed in his mind and said in a lost voice: "The layer of salt you just applied in the pineapple shell is to prevent the excess sweetness of the fruit from permeating the rice..."

"And, when fried rice is placed in the pineapple shell and put it into the oven, the moisture itself is not lost. On the premise of ensuring the taste, a new flavor is added...it is simply magic!"

Miyoko Hojo was really convinced.

The cooking of oneself is rejuvenated in the hands of others.

What else can I do besides giving up? Even though this is a male chef, Miyoko Hojo must admit defeat. She has to admit that this young man of the same age is far better than her!

"How many points do you give this pineapple curry fried rice now?" Xia Yu stared at her and asked.

"70 points!"

Miyoko Hojo's eyes flashed.

"If you can add the curry spices, this dish will be truly flawless... Unfortunately, even if it is flawless, you can only tie with your Comet Fried Rice."

"I admit defeat!" Miyoko Hojo's voice showed relief and relaxation.

"So, do you still remember our agreement on eating halberds?" Xia Yu asked.

Hojo Miyoko responded faintly.

"In the next year, you will be my assistant. I hope you can fulfill your promise to eat halberd!" Xia Yu extended a friendly hand.

She simply accepted her fate and shook hands with Xia Yu.

Losing means losing. If you are not as skilled as others, you can only accept the disadvantage.

Miyoko Hojo has no idea of ​​stolen money. Being an assistant to such a person is not a shame, right? A kind of unwillingness and hard work has replaced the joy of her passing the IgO One-Star Chef assessment yesterday.

"I didn't expect that there were such a strong peer in addition to Totsuki... He might be as good as the top ten, right?" Hojo Miyoko thought,

On the other side.

"System: The host wins the food halberd."

"System: The host's cooking skills level has been improved (lv11→lv12)."

Upgraded cooking skills?
Chapter completed!