"Then you say, why is he so skilled in taking out the lighter just now" Erina looked at Kohei Soma with wide eyes, but the latter was speechless for a moment.
Well, if you carry a lighter with you, you should still be smoking no matter how you think about it, but "The focus is on whether there is a problem Through the light, the Dengying beef, which is as thin as the shadow of the lamp, is spicy, fragrant, fresh, crispy, tender, numb, and has a complete taste, which can be described as a combination of six flavors.
A plate that is not big or small, eight large pieces of Dengying beef, just like this, all entered their stomachs, and after eating, they still felt unfinished.
"Well, the spiciness has decreased, probably to cater to the taste of the Dongying people."
However, the Uchiha Itachi was more concerned about another point, there was a faint fragrance that had been wafting around here, lingering on the tips of the noses of the three of them.
It was a soft smell different from spicy, indescribable, and inexplicable.
"I think about it."
Suddenly, he suddenly looked up and asked Riko Chiba, "Did you add lemongrass to this?"
"Yes" Riko Chiba's eyes flashed, and she nodded again and again, worthy of being the top food critic who has traveled around the world, and her grasp of taste is really extraordinary.
Citronella grass, produced in the subtropical mountains, is a perennial herbaceous plant, known as Bao Mao in ancient times, used to worship the ancestors of heaven and earth, and is usually used for medicine in China.
In the food world of South Asia, India and Southeast Asia, citronella has been popular for many years, cooking soup and meat, and there is usually citronella in their curries.
Peel off the outer leaves of the citronella, leave only the rhizomes, boil them in water and blanch them until soft, and then break the rhizomes, at this time the citronella grass is already so soft that it can be easily woven into a small grass blanket.
In the previous beef marinating process, this small piece of grass blanket was placed on top of the seasoning and other marinades, and the natural fresh aroma of lemongrass penetrated into the beef during the marinating process.
In this way, when they eat the beef, they will feel that the beef has a very slight lemon aroma, and it is this lemon aroma that makes the whole aroma become integrated.
It is no exaggeration to say that this hint of aroma fills the last plank of the barrel and brings the whole dish to life, which is the essence of this dish "Well, then, it's my turn."
"Can you give it a moment?"
A cold voice suddenly sounded in Chiba Riko's ears, and he subconsciously listened to the words on the other side and stepped out a little.
And Yang Ming, just straightened his spine like this, walking forward like a general returning home in triumph, the thousands of shouts in the stands were cheering for him, the food in his hand was full of medals of honor, from the road that Chiba Riko had just let go, he strode forward, and the afterglow never swept a glance at Chiba Riko.
"Please."
"Erina, what are you doing standing there, why don't you leave" The people in the Polestar Room sitting in front of the TV were discussing the halberd just now, and after a while, they felt that something was wrong, and they saw Erina standing in front of the TV, her eyes glazed and motionless.
"Oh, I'll come over here."
Erina, who was rejuvenated, answered, and her eyes were still on the playing field, where Yang Ming was elegantly cleaning up the cooking table and putting the used kitchen utensils back in place one by one.
His movements were so gentle, his expression so focused, as if he were wiping not the dishes he had bought from a wholesale store outside, but the jewels in Catherina's crown.
Correspondingly, it was Riko Chiba who was standing aside with a pale face.
The halberd was over, the spotlight on the stage had dimmed, and the audience was left in twos and threes, and Riko Chiba felt as funny as the clown who had just performed at the curtain call.
"Chiba" her two good friends, Sun Li and Yang Mi, their eyes touched the depths of Chiba Riko's heart.
"Don't comfort me."
Riko Chiba sighed, "If you lose, you lose." ” "Chiba" "Don't you hear me, don't you say" Her eyes faintly rippled, and sensing this, Chiba Riko bit her lip hard, holding back.
She had used the best ingredients she could think of, the most ingenious combinations, the most exquisite proportions, and cooked the best dishes she could, and she was full of confidence before the halberd began.
And at this moment, on the head of Chiba Riko, the score on the electronic bulletin seems to mock his arrogance and incompetence.
Three to zero A few months ago, she was one point lower than Yang Ming in the Diamond Cuisine Tokyo competition, and this time, she thought that she might lose, but she never thought that she would lose so completely.
Just like Sun Xingzhi, who was holding the Dinghai Divine Needle and making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, was lightly patted by the palm of the Buddha, and fell into the mortal dust for five hundred years.
"In the second round of elimination, Yang Ming wins" "Riko Chiba, do you accept this resolution?"
"I accept it."
The empty sound of the answer echoed in the hall, and Erina, who returned to her seat, couldn't help but glance at the TV.
Riko Chiba in the center of the stands is like a lonely trapped beast.
"Chiba lost," Kohei Soma beside him sighed, "I lost so completely." ” In the heart of this junior high school boy, Chiba Riko is a big boss entrenched in his passage to the next floor of the magic tower.
Who knew that before he could level up, strengthen the imperial soul, upgrade the god, and challenge with his strongest form, this boss was shot to death by another big boss passing by.
Erina recalled the scene just now, when the light shadow beef of Chiba Riko attracted everyone in the stands to salivate, and the momentum reached its peak, the "Swedish meatballs" served by Yang Ming immediately took away the brilliance that belonged to Chiba Riko.
Ordinary Swedish meatballs, at best, are a circle of meatballs on a white plate with some mashed potatoes and sauce on the other side for human consumption.
Yang Ming's Swedish meatballs, jade-colored mashed potatoes are smeared into white feather-like slices on the edges, but mashed potatoes are used together to create a peacock shape.
The meatballs are covered in a shiny brown sauce and evenly sprinkled with vanilla crumbs, and the cranberry jam on the sides is curved around it, looking like a museum work of art.
The judges looked very strange in the face of this dish, and from the first bite they ate, they were stunned and continued to taste without saying a word, until the end of the final tasting, and no one made any comments on Yang Ming's cuisine
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