Chef God Reborn in Japan - Chapter 55
Return to the original nature?
Xia Yu nodded to Miyoko Hojo.
The Comet Fried Rice seemed to be simple, but a lot of his efforts were condensed inside it.
Because he did not learn it from a blue recipe, he had to ponder and practice it step by step. Shrimp powder and mushroom powder were the condiments which would not damage the taste of fried rice but would sublimate the taste.
There were endless ingredients in gourmet world, and perhaps other ingredients had similar effects. Xia Yu did not dare to say that this Comet Fried Rice had no room for further improvement. Of course, the reason why this fried rice made Miyoko Hojo feel that it was inconceivable was probably because the ‘Chef’s Heart’ that set the contrast of the taste. The impact was on the spiritual level.
“Do you want to continue?
Xia Yu glanced at Miyoko Hojo’s pineapple curry fried rice.
Taking a deep breath, Miyoko Hojo regained her strength and replied with a loud voice. “A real chef will not admit defeat, nor fear failure!”
Click!
Turning the gas stove switch by hand, and a faint blue flame appeared at the bottom of the pot again.
Miyoko Hojo held a spatula, stirred, and fried for a while, then sprinkled the seasoning and put the hot fried rice into the pineapple shell hollowed out before. A strong fragrance mixed with the taste of pineapple fried rice surged out.
“Please try it.”
The dish was placed on the kitchen table. The pineapple shell took the place of a plate. Miyoko Hojo looked like she was facing a great enemy. Her eyes fixed on Xia Yu.
Different from having self-confidence she had when she came here, this time, Miyoko Hojo who was known to have an ‘iron hand and copper body’, showed a little nervousness on her face.
Under her gaze, Xia Yu just scooped up half a spoon. He put it into his mouth to chew and shook his head.
As expected, it was still too bad.
It was not a good thing to know the original plot. At least, he knew that the pineapple curry fried rice in front of him was only a semi-finished product, and it was not good enough. Xia Yu was uncomfortable when he tried it. His obsessive-compulsive disorder happened again.
Miyoko Hojo’s shoulders trembled and her face turned pale.
She kept her mouth closed.
“Try your own food first.” Xia Yu handed over a clean spoon.
This time, Miyoko Hojo did not hesitate to scoop up the fried rice, which was mixed with flesh-colored ham and orange pineapple. At least judging by the color of the dish, the pineapple curry fried rice was not inferior to Comet Fried Rice, which could arouse a person’s appetite.
However, when the fried rice was sent into her mouth, Miyoko Hojo chewed it carefully and her face became worse.
Yummy!
The fried rice with egg was crispy and the ham had a unique flavor. When the pineapple was bit by the teeth and the mouth became full of sweet and sour juice, the whole mouth seemed to be baptized.
Swallowing a mouthful of fried rice, it left her lips and teeth fragrant. However, Miyoko Hojo felt like something was missing.
It could only stay on the ‘delicious’ level.
Compared with the Comet Fried Rice, Miyoko Hojo found that there was no strong way to tightly wrap her heart and make her soul tremble.
What was missing?
“If the total is 100 points, I would score 80 points for my Comet Fried Rice. How much would you score for your 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 good among a group of students in Togetsu’s higher department. It’s average.”
“The most important thing for a chef is to recognize yourself. You can neither despise yourself nor be proud blindly. Your cuisine lacks soul, which is normal under the Super Chef level.”
“Soul?”
A puzzled expression was written on Miyoko Hojo’s face.
“The level is too high for you to understand. Generally, only a Super Chef can inject his soul into the cuisine and brand the dishes.” Xia Yu waved his hands. His junior [Chef’s Heart] was far from the old man’s. When he said that, his heart was calm.
Pointing to the pineapple curry fried rice on the kitchen counter, Xia Yu then asked, “Where do you think you can improve your cooking?”
“Curry spice!” Miyoko Hojo thought for a moment.
“More specifically… Maybe I can change the curry piece into prepared curry powder. Using a curry piece is suitable for curry rice, but not for Chinese fried rice. However, the curry powder has to overcome the problem of insufficient flavoring. To be honest, I know nothing about the deployment of curry spices, so I planned to ask several professors about this knowledge after I had been promoted to the higher department.” Miyoko Hojo said this, but her eyes were full of frustration.
“Look, this is one of the improvements.”
Now that the topic was brought out, Xia Yu did not hide it. He took a long, narrow, and sharp kitchen knife and cut off other half of pineapple shell that Miyoko Hojo left and dug out some flesh.
He took the salt container and put a layer of salt on the surface of the remaining pineapple meat.
Pa!
The pineapple shell that was just finished was like a lid covering half of the pineapple shell with fried rice on the kitchen table. Xia Yu even borrowed tools to seal the pineapple completely and put it into the oven for heating.
Soon, Xia Yu took out the whole roasted pineapple, opened the pineapple shell on it, and another distinct smell of fried rice immediately fell into the kitchen like a gas bomb.
Miyoko Hojo’s nose fluttered. Smelling the taste, her eyes were full of shock.
“What’s the change in taste?” Xia Yu scooped up a spoon of fried rice and handed it to Miyoko Hojo. This was what she used to eat before. Miyoko Hojo had no burden in her heart. She took the spoon and ate it in one bite.
In an instant, the eyes of Miyoko Hojo became blurred and covered with a layer of watery mist.
The sweet fruit and salty fried rice spread on the tip of her tongue.
The most surprising thing for Miyoko Hojo was that there was a brand-new flavor in the fried rice, which was the fragrance of fruit!
There was no doubt that it was the baking step just now that gave the dish a new flavor.
After a little thought, a bright light flashed in her mind and she spoke out. “The layer of salt you just put on the pineapple shell is to prevent the excess sweetness of the fruit from seeping into the rice…”
“In addition, the fried rice is put in the pineapple shell and baked in the oven. Its moisture is not lost. On the premise of ensuring the taste, a new flavor is added. It’s magic!”
Miyoko Hojo was convinced.
Her dish had a new life in another person’s hands.
What else could she do besides admit defeat? Even if this was a male chef, Miyoko Hojo had to give up. She had to admit that this young man of the same age was far better than her!
Xia Yu stared at her and asked, “Now what’s your score for this pineapple curry fried rice?”
“70 points!”
Miyoko Hojo’s eyes twinkled.
“If I can make up the curry spice, it will be perfect. Unfortunately, even if it is perfect, it can only be tied with your Comet Fried Rice. ”
“I give up!” Miyoko Hojo’s voice showed a sense of relief and relaxation.
“Well, do you remember our Food War agreement?” Xia Yu asked.
Miyoko Hojo responded lightly.
“For the next year, you will be my assistant. I hope you can fulfil the agreement. Xia Yu extended a friendly hand.
She simply admitted her defeat and shook hands with Xia Yu.
Only
Her culinary skills were not as good as Xia Yu. She could only admit that her dish had a lot of disadvantages.
Miyoko Hojo had no idea of repudiating a debt. It wasn’t a shame to be such a person’s assistant. But there was a kind of unwillingness and striving mood that replaced the joy she had from passing the IGO’s One-Star Chef examination yesterday.
‘I didn’t expect that there was such powerful peer far away from Togetsu. Maybe he’s on the level of the Top Ten,’ Miyoko Hojo thought.
The other side.
System: “Host wins the Food War.”
System: “Host’s cooking level has been improved. (LV.11 → LV.12).”
Cooking level upgraded.
Xia Yu finally smiled. It seemed that a Food War was a good way to upgrade.