Chapter 986 I Won’t Feed You

After that, the taste changed again. The unique delicate taste of ayu and the light sweetness finally evaporated. They were different from the smoothness of fatty meat. They were two completely different feelings.

Totally the ultimate enjoyment.

At this moment, he felt the activity of the sweet fish, as if he had transformed into the sweet fish. First he shivered in the cold winter sea water, and then he felt the heavenly feeling of resurrecting life in the spring. He immediately jumped up and saw the surrounding people. A spectacle of hundreds of flowers blooming.

"It tastes so delicious. The fish fillet is so soft and tender, and it is also mixed with the feeling brought by ice cubes and bamboo shoots. The three feelings are constantly changing, making people feel like the warmth of spring is blooming..."

Guan Shouping glanced down at the food, couldn't help but pick up a piece, put it in his mouth, and continued with an expression of enjoyment.

"As expected, the ice cubes and fish fillets fused together, and I felt a bone-chilling chill as soon as I entered the mouth. And because I had dipped some bamboo shoot paste before, the smell of bamboo shoot paste came out next, which was different from mustard but It also has a unique aroma that stimulates the sense of taste and smell, making me feel the revival of spring, followed by the delicate ayu."

While Guan Shouping was talking, he had already eaten more than ten pieces of sweet fish sushi in one go, and then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so delicious. It's a pity that I won't be able to eat such delicious food next time."

He had some regrets.

Seeing this comment, everyone looked at each other. Some students who were still mocking Yang Ming felt a little burning on their faces, as if they had been slapped hard. This was not just because Yang Ming's cuisine had received a high rating from Guan Shouping. Reason for evaluation.

What's more, they misunderstood Yang Ming before. If Yang Ming was the first to cook before, then when his food was tasted by Guan Shouping, would Guan Shouping still have feelings for other sushi dishes? ! !

This made several students who had passed the examination secretly say they were lucky, and looked at Yang Ming with gratitude in their eyes.

At this moment, Takmi was also convinced by Yang Ming. It was absolutely impossible for Guan Shouping to tell lies, and from the previous production process, he could also see where the gap between himself and Yang Ming was. However, he was still a little unconvinced, "I Can I have a taste?”

"Huh? This is the food Yang Ming cooked for me." Guan Shouping looked like he didn't want to give it to him.

"...Just one piece would be fine, I want to taste it." Tuckermi's face also turned a little red.

Guan Shouping looked at Takmi carefully and hesitated.

"It doesn't matter. I can do it for you at any time if you need it." Yang Ming was a little amused by Guan Shouping's behavior. He is really a big foodie.

"Really?" Guan Shouping's eyes lit up, and then he said generously, "Then you can eat it, but only one piece!"

"..." Takmi was about to cry when Guan Shouping said it. He nodded, then picked up a piece of fish fillet, dipped it in some bamboo shoot paste very seriously, and then slowly put it into his mouth.

When he just put it in his mouth, he also made a sound similar to Guan Shouping's, "Ugh!"

Takmi closed her eyes and couldn't help shouting, "How can sweetfish be so delicious! And why do I think of the past..."

During the cold winter days in Italy, when he and his brother were in Florence, they walked forward step by step. The howling cold wind made people chill unconsciously. Then he opened the door and entered his uncle's house. In the restaurant, the warmth radiated from the stove made him and his brother unable to help but enjoy it.

"I lost." He couldn't help but whisper.

And just when he finished speaking, he was surprised to hear the sound of chopping vegetables. He turned his head and looked over, only to see someone cooking.

At this moment, there are only 15 minutes left before the assessment time limit.

Yukihira Soma was still cooking his own food despite Yang Ming's amazing cooking and the impending time limit.

"Is it too late?" Takemi looked at Yukihira Soma.

When Yukihira Soma heard this, he turned his head and showed a confident smile, "Fifteen minutes is enough. If we make the customers wait for fifteen minutes in the restaurant, all the customers will be gone!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming also showed a smile.

Indeed, the restaurant chef naturally wants to cook quickly and well. This is the most important thing.

And Soma Yukihira has always cooked in the way of a professional chef. This is also his advantage and disadvantage.

If you want to reach a higher stage, you cannot just rely on a solid foundation. You must make a signature dish of your own.

I guess this is one of the reasons why Joichiro Yukihira asked his son to come to Totsuki, right? !

Xingping Soma's cooking process is also very simple, and the speed is not much slower than that of Yang Ming.

He first smashed the persimmon seeds, and the sound of collision was heard when the persimmons were broken into pieces as big as peanuts.

At this time, I began to clean up the char, cutting the fish across with a light movement.

“Seperate the egg white and yolk!”

While cooking, Soma Yukihira shouted to his teammates.

"Ah" the student was obviously a little too nervous. He was hurriedly handling the eggs, and he raised his head to look at the time from time to time, obviously panicked.

Xingping Soma came over and said, "I'll do it."

"Okay, okay, then what should I do?" The student looked at Yukihira Soma and asked anxiously.

"You go find the salad oil and come here."

Yukihira Soma said without raising his head. He didn't know when he had finished processing the eggs.

At this moment, I was stirring the egg yolks, and when I saw the other person bringing the salad oil over, "Pour in 2 tablespoons."

It seemed that Souma Yukihira's calmness and calmness also affected the other party. The student was obviously calmer, and he carefully poured the salad oil into it.

As the salad oil is poured in, the sauce gradually becomes a little thicker.

Soma Yukihira put the sliced ​​fish into the sauce, making its smooth surface sticky, and then covered the surface with smashed persimmon seeds.

"What a skillful move." Tuckermi murmured to himself, "He should also be a professional chef, right?"

"That's right, Soma has about ten years of experience as a chef in Xingping." Yang Ming walked over.

"Ten years?" Takemi looked at Souma Yukihira with a slight change in his eyes, "It's longer than me? But Yukihira? What kind of restaurant is this kind of restaurant?"

"It's just a restaurant on the roadside, but don't underestimate the other party." Yang Ming said with a smile, but his eyes were still on Yukihira Soma, or in other words, his movements. The powerful Sharingan allowed him to easily kill Yukihira. Genuine recipe copy.