"I should..."

Xia Yan is in trouble.

The difficulty of such improvisational programs is that they are not prepared.

He couldn't take out the bean paste and the strange pickled vegetables that were given to the treasure chest in front of everyone.

Simply put, any improvisation is extremely skillful.

The same is true for cooking.

Therefore, we can only return to the most basic "seasoning", "heat" and "sword skills".

"Unless you point out super advanced like 'Bully Chronicle Slash' and 'Arhat Crystal Slash', [Sword Technique] is the least obvious and has a very low impact."

"[Seasoning] and [Heat] are different..." Xia Yan opened his personal panel.

3 unused idle skill points.

After thinking for a while, he threw it on the [hot]. Xia Yan probably knew how to make a dish about "Yuzi Tofu". The stronger the heat, the better.

[Current] Basic heat (high-end 2/2) Firewood and earth stove (not lifted)?

"The second advanced point is out?!"

Beat, Xia Yan's heart beat faster.

Holding the grass, there is only one requirement, don’t be crooked anymore! Don’t be crooked!

Two or three seconds later, the information is quickly displayed in the blank area:

""One pot": A pot is a cooking utensil, but any pot is a common pot for you..."

With the experience of "fire and earth stove" being really fragrant, Xia Yan did not underestimate the advancement of "one pot" this time. Whether there is any erroneousness, it can only be used for actual cooking and use practice to test the truth.

at the same time.

When leaving the Jixingliao dormitory this morning and going to the Yuanyue Club's cooking room to hone your cooking skills, Xia Yan swallowed the "Still the Mind Pill". The countdown on the efficacy of the medicine is displayed on the personal panel:

Remaining time - 16 hours.

This medicinal buff is equivalent to the bumper of the quality of the work. No matter how improvised or practiced, the quality will not be lower than the A-level results of Yuanyue cooking class.

Xia Yan cares more about whether the medicinal buff and the new heat will be advanced, and will the unexpected sparks be caused by...

To be precise.

Can the efficacy of the medicine help him quickly adapt in his first use and practice without fully familiarizing himself with the advanced situation?

How can I describe Xia Yan's current eagerness to try, unlike a chef facing a chopping board.

It's more like a researcher who verifies a certain combination factor.

...

Yukihei Tsuma was asked by his father to go to the ingredient warehouse next to the store, and then take a pack of "Yazi Tofu" and hand it over to the second Yuanyue student who occupied the kitchen.

Strictly speaking, "Yuzi Tofu" is not tofu, nor is it a soy product.

It is mainly made of eggs, plant protein and fresh soup. It can be imagined how fragile it is. The earliest publication about the craft of "Yuzi Tofu" is traced back to the "Wanbao Cuisine Secret Box" in 1785.

Now, Kohei Ma and Yukihei Ichiro have become audience members and judges in their own restaurant.

Seeing the two students from afar, digging the Tofu, alias "Egg Yujing", Yukihiro was extremely serious.

I won’t mention it anymore after a long time, but I focus on Sichuan cuisine, which is dedicated to Chinese cuisine.

You should know that no matter what kind of cuisine, Chinese cuisine has strict requirements for basic skills such as "knife skills" and "spinning the pot". The foundation I have been honed since childhood has shocked Yukihei Soma.

"So awesome..." I couldn't help but whisper.

Yukihei Tsuma discovered that even though he was taught step by step by step by step by step by step by step by step in the busy restaurant battlefield, the sword skills he had trained seemed to be just as good as this guy with a bad mouth.

No, if it involves complex knife skills, Yukihei Tsuma feels that he will be the desperate chaser.

At this time.

The father next to him gently hit him with his elbow.

“Look at another.”

Listening to my father's reminder lowered his voice, Yukihei Shimama threw a glimpse at Xia Yan, who had little presence beside me, and suddenly became a little stunned.

Too fast.

He went to the kitchen counter later than I did, but he cut the tofu, meat, ginger and garlic, and is now cutting a few fresh red peppers.

The guests of the Hunping Canteen are mostly local natives, so the chili peppers they have are actually not spicy. When Yuiping Tsingma saw the senior Yuanyue frowned in dissatisfaction, he whispered: "How can you be called chili peppers with this kind of spicy taste? Rub, it really embarrasses the chili family..."

Yukihei and his son:???

It's not spicy yet. These chili peppers have been purchased for several days and have been kept in the warehouse. The best tasting period will arrive in another week.

Then, Yukihei Tsuma saw Xia Yan specifically adjusting the valve of the stove.

The pot of oil used by their father and son to cook before began to boil again. Xia Yan wrapped the grains of jade tofu with raw powder, but did not immediately put it in the oil pan and fry it. Instead, he turned around and asked specifically:

"Is this sesame oil?"

Yukihei answered without even thinking about it: "It's sesame oil."

I saw Xia Yan giving a thumbs up.

Sure enough, the shabby appearance of the Xuping Daquan cafeteria is just a fool to lay people. When I cut the jade tofu and other ingredients just now, Xia Yan found that the quality was so high that it seemed to be operating at all costs.

As a result, the oil used for frying is the high-priced "seed oil". I'm afraid that only those mid-to-high-end tempura restaurants can spend a lot of money on sesame oil.

After seeing Xia Yan ask, he stood with his arms in his arms and waited for about two or three minutes.

Yukihei Tsubasa was really puzzled by his actions and asked his father in a low voice: "What is he doing?"

"Oil temperature, smoke point."

Ichiro Yukihei Castle's answer is quite concise.

"ah?"

He knew that the "smoke point" was a little confused. After all, he had never attended a specialized cooking school and did not understand some of the words in cooking theory.

"I told you, Chuangzhen, the smoke point of sesame oil is around 210 degrees, and the specific brand needs to be divided into brands."

Ichiro Yukihei Castle's smile seemed meaningful: "And he is trying to control the oil temperature..."

"After all, 70% of fried food depends on the oil temperature."

Yukihei Tsuma widened his eyes and asked, "There is the remaining 30% Dad."

He glanced at his son: "20% look at the face clothes, 10% look at the ingredients."

Finally, seeing Xia Yan start to use chopsticks, pick up the tofu one by one, and put it in the oil pan, Yukihei Ichiro continued to calmly say: "Chima, the one next to him just now, your comment on you is right. You do not have enough control over the oil temperature of sesame oil. The temperature is almost close to the point of cigarettes before frying it. If it is a little later, it will become the oil temperature of McDonald's fried food..."

After hearing my father complain about me, Yukihiro Shin's forehead was full of blue veins and he was not happy.

"You deliberately blocked me and fryed first. I could only follow your butt, use the same pot of oil, and then the stove valve has not been adjusted yet. How could the oil temperature not be high!"

Wow.

Yao Dad looked at it and found that his son was not as stupid as he appeared, and his mind was quite meticulous. He soon realized the pit he deliberately set in the father-son bureau.

When Yukihei Tsuma saw Xia Yan frying, he took the time to scan the kitchen.

"What do you need?" he couldn't help asking.

“Are there any cast iron pans?”

"have……"

Shin-mao Yukihei looked for a mouthful of pure black and looked at the heavy pot. Then Xia Yan put the pot on the stove, heated the oil, put ginger, garlic and meat foam, and stir-fry them together.

“Wait ~”

The surging smoke and scent of smell spread to the entire store.

Witness this scene.

Yukihei and his son looked at each other.

"I probably know his recipe." Yukihei Tsuma hammered his palm and whispered excitedly.

Yukihei Castle Ichiro smiled and his mouth moved slightly:
Chapter completed!