Chapter 332. The Girl's Complexion Is Not Very Good Today~~~ (Two In One!)
Chapter 332. The Girl's Complexion Is Not Very Good Today~~~ (Two In One!)
Kamisaka Hiroto has already steamed flower cakes, and Erina's side is also marinating.
Because the guests in the front hall are Yakumo Zi, Yayi Eirin and Kaguya, the atmosphere is much duller than when everyone from Gensokyo came.
Only Yakumo Zi and Yayi Yonglin are talking to each other sentence by sentence.
On the other hand, Kaguya Hime was in a suffocated anger.
She really wants to play games!
I really want to see VR games!
only...
She quietly glanced at the tall slender woman beside her.
The eyes of the Sage of the Moon did not know whether it was a coincidence or intentional, but it happened to meet the eyes of His Royal Highness the Princess.
Looking at each other, Her Royal Highness Princess snorted and turned her head away.
This made the Sage of the Moon sigh helplessly.
He was supposed to be a tall and charming sage, but he sighed like an old lady.
Yakumo Zi couldn't help smiling.
No matter how many times she saw this scene, she would never get tired of it.
In the back kitchen, Kamisaka Hiroto has already taken out a piece of tofu and put it on the chopping board.
This move made both Erina and Hisako look over.
Apart from Senzaemon's intention to make friends with Kamisaka Hiroto, another important reason for the second daughter to come to the store is to study.
It is precisely because I know the gap that I am willing to be here.
Senzaemon also reminded the second daughter.
The progress of culinary art is by no means behind closed doors!
Cooking skills also need collisions and humbly asking for advice.
It's like learning a craft.
A month of staying with a big hand may be worth a year of self-practice drudgery.
There are all kinds of skills in the world, if you want to improve, in fact, they all lead to the same goal by different routes.
The fried chicken to be made for Princess Kaguya is currently being marinated.
Erina just got out to watch Kamisaka Hiroto cook.
Last night, she only thought about competing with Kamisaka Hiroto, but she didn't pay close attention to Kamisaka Hiroto's cooking process.
Kamisaka Hiroto naturally noticed the eyes of the second daughter.
He couldn't help smiling.
"If you want to see it, be bold and come to me."
He doesn't mind the so-called "laws are not taught lightly".
It was also a coincidence that he met a good teacher at the beginning.
It was a chef who once served at a state banquet.
The other party has already retired at an early age, and his silver hair is extremely energetic.
But only taught him for a few months.
But the experience of those months was extremely precious to him.
He was not the only student of the teacher, there were four other students with him.
A total of five people studied under the teacher.
There are men and women, old and young.
The little old man taught the five of them not to hide anything.
The unique skills at the bottom of the box are also taken out.
The so-called "door opinion" and "the law is not passed on to the outside world", the little old man doesn't care at all.
The little old man once angrily rebuked those traditional 'skill blockade' prejudices in front of their five students.
What is only passed on to the elders but not the young, what is only passed on to the male and not to the female, what is only passed on to the relatives and not to the outside....
His mouth is full of objects of scolding.
At that time, the little old man said a word very helplessly and indisputably:
"My broom is self-cherishing, that is, I cut off my own way, and more or less good dishes are lost... Sigh..."
In the end, the little old man just sighed.
That is a very strong little old man, he has the essence of traditional culture but at the same time he is extremely open-minded.
For the advantages of foreign cuisine, he can also praise it at the same level.
Also learn from each other's strengths.
Neither humble nor overbearing, that's it.
Although he is just a cook who has been cooking for a lifetime.
But it can also afford the four words of great power.
Before the other party died, Kamisaka Hiroto visited each other as a teacher-student ceremony.
At that time, the little old man was struggling on the hospital bed and holding his hand tightly.
The voice was low and hard.
"Don't...break up...don't.......be noble...learn...if you are good, learn..."
He could only make out these few words in his slurred and hoarse speech.
After meeting Kamisaka Hiroto for a few days, he left.
Kamisaka Hiroto has changed a lot since then.
He also thought a lot about it.
It was also after that that Kamisaka Hiroto began to formally learn about foreign cuisine.
Learn from others' strengths and learn from hundreds of schools of thought.
This is the right path.
I cherish my broom and work behind closed doors.
will eventually fall behind
Good school.
These four words are the essence.
At the same time, he also remembered the old man's dying words.
For those who love cooking, he never falls behind his own teachings.
This is the 'biography'.
Many people often fall in love with Chinese cuisine because of his teachings.
This is actually cultural transmission
Erina and Hisako glanced at each other after hearing Kamisaka Hiroto's words.
Then the two daughters walked to Kamisaka Hiroto's side.
The two girls surrounded Kamisaka Hiroto, all of them looked serious and focused.
At this moment, the back kitchen has become a bit like a classroom.
"What are you doing?"
Erina was a little curious.
"Yipin Tofu, how about you?"
Kamisaka Hiroto said with a smile.
Yipin tofu is also a very classic Chinese dish.
Hearing this name, both Erina and Hisako were puzzled.
The dishes that the two are good at are both biased towards domestic and Western styles.
It's normal to have never heard of it.
"That's a good look."
Kamisaka Hiroto took a slight breath, and his face became a little more serious.
Now that he has taken over the second daughter to come to the shop for an 'internship', he will not be lazy in teaching her accordingly!
The light of the knife in his hand flickered, and the blade neatly turned a whole piece of tofu into eleven cubes.
Yipin tofu is not a very difficult dish.
The only difficulty is fried tofu.
No matter what kind of cooking, you need to pay attention to the heat.
The heat sounds metaphysical, but in fact the slightest change in the heat will affect the taste of the dish.
Tofu itself is tender and has a lot of water in it.
As soon as Kamisaka Hiroto put the eleven pieces of tofu into the oil pan, the oil boiled instantly.
scoff
White smoke floated up, and eleven pieces of tofu were arranged in threes and threes in the pot, with two left at the end.
Golden cooking oil splashed around it.
The white surface of the tofu gradually turned yellow.
Kamisaka Hiroto held the handle of the pot with one hand and gently moved his arm.
The tofu in this pot also draws a circle with his arm.
Kamisaka Hiroto watched the color of the tofu in the pot change.
When he got an opportunity, he flicked his wrist up and down, driving his arm to swing.
Eleven pieces of tofu in the pot also rose into the air, and with some oil stars, they spun around in the air and fell steadily into the pot.
There wasn't a single splatter of oil in between.
Behind the solid basic skills are countless hard training.
A layer of small bubbles gradually formed on the skin of the tofu.
Wait until the color is slightly yellow again, and Kamisaka Hiroto pours out the tofu.
If you continue to fry, the color of the tofu will become golden.
It will also be more crispy.
But Yipin tofu does not need to be fried to that extent.
This is a light dish, just lightly pan-fried.
Kamisaka Hiroto drained some of the oil from the pan.
There is also a primer left.
The base oil still has the aroma of tofu, and continuing to process will make the next ingredients also have the aroma of tofu.
Stir-frying with base oil is also suitable for the same dish.
If you use the base oil of this fried tofu to cook eggplant, it will be a skewer.
Kamisaka Hiroto tosses shallots and garlic cloves and sliced ginger into the pot.
As soon as these three things are added, the aroma explodes instantly.
Kamisaka Hiroto stir-fried a little bit and then directly added the eleven pieces of tofu just now.
The aroma that immediately filled the air was even more intense and rich in layers.
But then Kamisaka Hiroto added another spoonful of water.
The aroma was instantly suppressed.
This process is the final step of collecting juice for Yipin Tofu.
Kamisaka Hiroto put seasoning in it, and then added a little more.
Gorgon water collects juice, which is widely used in many dishes.
Cover the pot.
The next step is to wait.
It took Kamisaka Hiroto only two or three minutes to finish this dish of first-class tofu.
He looked at the second daughter beside him.
The second girl had a thoughtful look on her face.
Kamisaka Hiroto believes that the second daughter should have memorized all the steps.
Yipin tofu has very few steps.
"Well, do you have any questions?"
After the demonstration, don't forget to ask questions.
This is a qualified teacher.
"It's very different from the Chinese cuisine I know."
Erina had a sigh on her face.
Although she was also in the back kitchen of the small shop last night, she basically dealt with raw fish last night, and didn't see much of Kamisaka Hiroto cooking Chinese food.
Today is the first time she watched Kamisaka Hiroto cook Chinese cuisine so seriously and carefully.
"Then what kind of Chinese cuisine do you know?"
Kamisaka Hiroto was a little funny about what Erina said.
"Spicy, spicy, spicy, hot and sour... all kinds of spicy tastes.
Erina's expression did not seem to be fake.
Kamisaka Hiroto had a weird face on his face.
Why is there only spicy food in Chinese cuisine?
"Actually, there is also a genius who focuses on Chinese cuisine in Tōtsuki Elite Ten."
Seeing Kamisaka Hiroto's expression, Hisako took the initiative to speak.
Kamisaka Hiroto was quite interested.
He is rather curious about what Chinese cuisine looks like in this foreign land.
However, as Hisako and Erina spoke one sentence at a time, his face became a little speechless.
Co-authoring this Kuga Zhaoji, only learned 'spicy'?
This is too disrespectful to Chinese cuisine.
The eight major cuisines have a variety of flavors and only pay attention to one "spicy"
It must have been a bit violent....
"If he is just like this, then he really didn't learn Chinese cuisine well. Although he is dedicated and refined, for Chinese cuisine, he is very stupid if he only chooses one path."
"Chinese cuisine has a variety of flavors, and a single spicy taste is enough to represent Chinese cuisine."
"Perhaps this person should go to the land of China to receive education and wake up his mind."
Kamisaka Hiroto sighed a little.
The words that were said also carried (bjeh) a bit of blame.
"If Jiuga-senpai hears from you, the store manager, he will probably be very angry."
While talking, Hisako also thought of that scene in his mind.
This made her laugh uncontrollably.
"So what if you're angry? I'm just telling the truth."
"Obviously a hundred flowers are blooming, but the Chinese cuisine with various tastes makes him only numb and spicy. This is really a blackmail for Chinese cuisine. What do people who don't understand Chinese cuisine think?"
"You can go back and tell him what I just said.
"Abandoning all flavors and blindly pursuing excitement is not the original intention of Chinese cuisine."
"This isn't a genius, it's clearly just a fool."
Kamisaka Hiroto couldn't help shaking his head.
Although he usually has a gentle personality and does not see disputes, everyone has his own persistence.
Hisako and Erina looked at each other, Erina also saw the seriousness in Kamisaka Hiroto's eyes.
The second daughter picked up a topic at random and then she got rid of the quarrel.
After a few sentences, the tofu in the pot is also finished.
Although Kamisaka Hiroto was talking to the second daughter, he was actually concerned about the heat of the tofu in the pot.
As soon as he lifted the lid of the pot, the water just added into the pot has turned into a thick light yellow soup.
A tangy aroma followed.
This fragrance is extremely provocative, and it directly pulls out people's greedy worms.
After the juice is collected, there is an additional step of adding flavor and color.
This step is actually okay if you don’t want to do it.
Kamisaka Hiroto cut a green and a red pepper, and then cut a small piece of parsley.
These are put into the pot, and the heat is slightly steamed, and the flavor of chili and fragrant slices is volatilized.
This adds a touch of freshness and excitement to the already extremely delicious aroma.
Kamisaka Hiroto took out a plate, and he picked out nine pieces of tofu from the pot and placed them on the plate.
There were two yuan left in the pot, which made the second daughter a little confused.
Kamisaka Hiroto did not explain for the time being, he held the spoon and scooped out a spoonful of light yellow soup and poured it on the tofu.
The light yellow soup is like a crystal clear amber.
Translucent and attractive but extremely mellow.
The soup wraps the tofu, which is embellished with bright red and green colors.
In this way, a product of tofu is ready!
"Okay, take it out.
He said lightly, and Hisako came to the bar with this tofu.
The girl has not yet arrived, but the fragrance has already taken the lead.
Putting this dish lightly in front of Bayi Yonglin, the Sage of the Moon's usually calm and indifferent expression was a little more surprised.
"This dish is very to my liking."
Yayi Yonglin nodded slightly.
It's just the appearance and the fragrance that came from it already convinced her.
She has experienced countless years, and she has long been disinterested in those luxurious things.
The simple appearance of Yipin Tofu just made her very satisfied.
"As I told you, Kamisaka-kun's workmanship is amazing!"
Yakumo Zi was interested in the sidelines.
Compared to Yakumo Zi's complacency, Lian Ye who was beside Eirin had already moved her chopsticks.
But Yonglin picked up the chopsticks in the same way and blocked the chopsticks of Her Royal Highness with a 'snap'.
"Your Highness, you refused."
Yonglin's slightly teasing words annoyed Penglai Shanhuiye.
So angry!
Princess Huiye secretly hated...
Bayi Yonglin took a slight breath, then took a bite of a piece of tofu.
Just as soon as she entered her mouth, her eyes changed.
The corners of the mouth are also slightly curved naturally.
tasty.
It is indeed incomparably delicious.
In the eternal pavilion, Lingxian has always been cooking.
That weak-hearted rabbit girl's craftsmanship is not bad, but it's just average.
Even in the countless years Yonglin spent on the moon, she had never eaten such a dish.
There was a warm current of reassurance in her heart, which was the feeling that appeared after eating food.
The longer a person lives in the world, the more indifferent he becomes.
This change in heart is extremely amazing for the Moon Sage who has lived for countless years...
After Hisako delivered it, he returned to the back kitchen.
Kamisaka Hiroto directly handed the girl a small plate.
On the plate was the tofu that was just left in the pot.
But only one piece.
Another piece, on a plate in Erina's hand...
"Try it, I made more of these two pieces on purpose."
Kamisaka Hiroto said to Hisako with a faint smile.
The girl also took it subconsciously.
When she realized it, the expression on her face became joyful again.
Erina had already taken the first bite.
Affected by the tongue of God, her expression and behavior immediately became a little like that...
Kamisaka Hiroto looked at the girl who was enjoying himself, and he also had an awkward smile on his face.
After all, this look is really easy to make people think too much...
When Erina came back to her senses, her face was flushed [the eyes were also watery.
It looks extremely cute and moving.
But fortunately, after experiencing a lot, she remained relatively calm this time.
"Is it delicious?"
Kamisaka Hiroto asked with a smile.
Erina blushed and nodded.
Hisako has also eaten, and he is also amazed.
After the second daughter tasted it, she returned to her place.
Erina still hasn't cooked fried chicken.
Now she's going to blow up!
Although her face is still red...
Kamisaka Hiroto walked out of the back kitchen and came in front of the purple three.
He looked at Baiyi Yonglin and smiled slightly.
"Does it suit your taste?"
"Excellent."
"That's good."
Kamisaka Hiroto nodded slightly.
He felt a strong gaze, and he turned his eyes to look at Her Royal Highness a certain princess.
"Kamisaka! Give me one too!"
Even if you will be ridiculed by Eirin, Kaguya will still buy a ticket!
Besides, she has long been used to Yonglin's various ridicules and scoldings~~~
"And what about your fried chicken?"
"Don't worry at all! I can finish it!"
"okay then.
Kamisaka Hiroto had no choice but to agree to the other party's request.
Not long after he returned to the back kitchen, Erina's fried chicken was ready.
Her Royal Highness eats very deliciously.
As for Coke, it is also in stock in the store.
When Kamisaka Hiroto was about to finish a piece of Ilpin Tofu again, the store door was opened.
"welcome."
After shouting this sentence, he glanced at the door of the store through the curtain.
Oh, it's Kasumi Hill.
Just a teenage girl today....
His complexion is not very good.
One update, 5700 words.
I originally planned to write more than 6,000, but my dad was drunk and took care of it for a long time.
The old man written in the article is actually my university teacher.
That is indeed a very strong old man.
It is true that the current university atmosphere is not as good as before, but there will always be a few "hard bones"
That teacher happened to be such a person.
He is not tall, has a short cut, wears glasses, and is always serious.
Regarding Chinese and foreign cultures, he is neither humble nor overbearing, and his attitude towards one thing is also impartial.
He told us not to be coerced by nationalism, but at the same time encouraged us to work hard for society.
The truth is much better than those public knowledge.
I am very grateful to him.
Ask for flowers, ask for comments, ask for rewards, ask for self-determination~~~.
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