Chapter 1413

The fish body between the lips and teeth looks soft, but in fact it is tight. You can even feel the strength of the fish meat that does not succumb to the pressure and resists, but the plump fish fat is fully exposed like this. This is exactly what happens in the Seto Inland Sea. The Bungo Strait, where it meets the Pacific Ocean, offers the most delicious gift to mankind.

"This smoking technique..."

Even if the taste of the food varies from person to person, the chefs can still distinguish themselves. The criterion for this judgment lies in the chef's control of the entire dish.

Even if the most inferior chef is proficient in skills, he cannot express the delicious taste of the ingredients in his hand. The mediocre people can do this, but they cannot go further. Only the best among the chefs can use electric light to cook the food. The exquisite moment in the flint, controlling the temperature and seasonings, sublimates the deliciousness of the food to a level beyond the reach of ordinary people.

If the taste in your mouth stops here, it is just that Wang Xiaoming has brought out the deliciousness of the mackerel. It is naturally in the middle, but the aroma that penetrates into the fish meat in the smoke of fruit wood makes the whole dish Heading towards higher dimensions.

The mackerel simmered leisurely by the tail flame of the fruit wood is oily and plump, but when you chew it gently, the mellow and misty aroma inside is accompanied by the aroma of the fruit wood roasting in the forest cabin. The aroma spreads, just like being intimately embraced by the stove in a quaint wooden house when the winter snow covers the forest.

And the face pieced together by the flickering light of the wood branches in the stove and the drifting green smoke belonged to the young man in front of him.

"It blends together very naturally. The natural aroma that comes from this dish is the aroma of the forest and the ocean..." One of the guests nodded in agreement.

"That's it." The girl with a hairband on her head smiled slightly, and randomly picked out the books next to her, and accurately picked the one she wanted, "Chinese smoked food is the most popular. The famous Dongguan restaurant Luting has a famous dish which is straw smoked mackerel, I believe you have tasted this dish before.”

What are you talking about?

Although Wang Xiaoming didn't understand it, it didn't stop him from humming and pretending to have a serious look on his face.

"It is said that rice straw and mackerel are a unique combination of Dongguan smoked cuisine, but in this dish you made, the compatibility between Izu apple wood and mackerel from Bungo Strait is so good, which is also surprising. It exceeded my expectations. Such a combination must be difficult to complete in such a short time without a long period of control over the smoked dishes and ingredients."

The girl nodded slightly, "It's a veritable first-class cuisine."

What is first-class cuisine?

Can you say something I can understand?

Wang Xiaoming continued to be confused, but that didn't stop him from continuing to listen calmly.

"It looks like the reviews are pretty good." Erina breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to describe it as worthy of the name, the guests must have a good impression of this dish.

"But Wang Xiaoming's expression seems to be hesitant to speak... What is he doing!"

In the end, Erina couldn't help but be a little harsh on Wang Xiaoming's performance. As far as she was concerned, the secrets hidden in this dish were much more than that.

"Just keep watching quietly and you'll know, won't you?" Yang Ming expressed confidence in this.

"Okay, is it my turn?" While the guests were still discussing the dish, Shoko Kabuto had already walked over impatiently, "Is it time to try my dish?"

"Then everyone, get ready to taste the next dish." The girl among the guests was quite eager to try it. After she said this, she looked up and saw the sight, but she couldn't help but shake her body slightly, "This is What?"

What appeared in front of the guests was a ball that was as white and crystal clear as a luminous pearl. The faintly shining luster caused by the light looked full of nobility, as if they were not held in a bowl, but carefully laid out on the red brocade. Same as in the wooden box.

"This is... fish ball?"

The guests' voices were trembling, and it was almost unbelievable to see such a level of emotion.

"Of course." Kabuto Shoko straightened the baseball cap on his head with his hand, and when Wang Xiaoming looked at it, her eyes caught it.

"You're not even close yet!"

That look clearly revealed this meaning.

"What is being judged now is Shoko Kabutoki's dishes, so let's look forward to her cooking."

As regular customers of Sicilian restaurants, everyone had obviously higher expectations for Kabuto Shoko's cuisine. It started boiling like ants on a hot pot. Yang Ming frowned, opened his ears, and softly uttered two words: "Noisy!"

"Then, please give it a try."

Kabuto Shoko clasped his hands slightly, his face expressionless, but his tone was full of confidence, presumably he was very sure of his dishes.

"Okay, let's start the review."

A regular customer of a Sicilian restaurant nodded, picked up a spoon and scooped up a fish ball. The snow-white fish ball was about the size of a winter date, just enough to swallow in one gulp, and then the fresh taste spread freely in her slightly opened cherry mouth. .

"good……"

After taking the first bite, one customer's expression changed, and the next customer said what he had not finished: "It's so delicious!"

The fish ball was like a rapidly rotating tennis ball. After passing through the blockage blocked by the teeth, it suddenly dropped, and then bounced quickly on the tip of the tongue. It crossed the sky at a tricky angle and sharp arc, and was about to break through the defense line in the blink of an eye. .

Tender, smooth, elastic, soft, the girl's various techniques and thoughts when chopping meat are all gathered together with the tip of the knife and poured into it like a swing. The tight and tough fish balls are moved at a speed of two hundred kilometers per hour. It penetrates the senses and covers the taste buds together with the ability to think.

"An outside-spin serve...it's an outside-spin serve!" the guest in a pure white suit said emotionally. He, who is quite accomplished in tennis, could clearly feel that this feeling was almost the same as facing an outside-spin serve on the tennis court. Both.

"Humph!" Kabuto Shoko smiled slightly. Looking at the guest's appearance, she felt that she was already winning. But when she turned her head to look at Wang Xiaoming, she found that the other person's face was still expressionless. In fact, he didn't understand at all. He was stunned. He stood there and couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect you to be able to keep your composure!"

"Don't worry!" Wang Xiaoming glanced at Yang Ming subconsciously, and received the encouraging look from the other party, so he said this confidently.