Platinum apple!

Hearing this, everyone in the Pole Star Door looked at each other.

"So it's this kind of fantasy food! Plants!"

Takei Shinji was stunned.

He hadn't eaten it just now, and Ichiro Hasegawa used spices to cover up the taste of "platinum apple", making this fantasy ingredients completely melted into the hot red wine, and the taste buds tasted only with a unique fruit flavor.

"No wonder..."

But Elizabeth shook her head and was completely awake.

"Platinum fruit tree is a deciduous tree of the Rose family. It will bloom white flowers in late spring, and it is just right!" Elizabeth said in a slight sense, "No wonder I saw the blooming white roses when I drank the hot red wine! It is early June, and I can catch the tail of late spring!"

"Yes, don't underestimate the choice of ingredients!"

Mas nodded and said, "There is a famous saying in French food, what seasons are there, what foods to eat. The 'platinum apple' not only corresponds to the season, but also a plant ingredient that is very suitable for making wine!"

“Many Western chefs like to use 'platinum apple' to squeeze juice and mix alcohol to make cocktails, and are given the new name of 'platinum cocktail'. A glass can often sell for a high price of $100,000…”

"In my opinion, the hot red wine cooked by Mr. Hasegawa is a model for the perfect use of 'platinum apple'!"

model!

Textbook-level work!

Mas judged Hasegilo.

"And!" Maas's voice was filled with excitement, "A cup of hot red wine, paired with Japanese tempura, is just right!"

“Clean food…”

“Supplemented with a glass of slightly sour and slightly sweet fruit wine!”

"That poetic pastoral life is indeed desirable!" Mas sighed long.

He is a Westerner who originally did not understand the East Asian cultural circle.

However, cooking is a medium for chefs to communicate with diners. A true master always meticulously when cooking, without saying a word, putting his voice and what he wants to convey in the food, allowing diners to try and enjoy.

Wine is indispensable in hermit culture.

The hermit washed away the apples picked, the tender buds of wild vegetables picked back from the wild, and the fruits and vegetables planted in front of the house and behind the house, and cooked them in hot oil.

After a sip of wine and warm food, the whole body is filled with warmth.

In addition to "warm", the elegant and free artistic conception woven in the cuisine is fascinating.

"Herculture..." Mas understood.

"So this is Mr. Hase's 'Chef Heart'."

Tatsuo-ei and Morita Maki were communicating in a low voice.

Just now, Maki and Erina also tasted Hasegilo's tempura together.

"It's a bit like my kitchen heart." Tian So-hui said in a low voice, her big eyes shining brightly, "Lecturer Xia said that my kitchen heart is the 'pastoral mark'. Mr. Hase is the 'hermit mark'."

"It's different."

Maki said funny: "Your kitchen heart focuses on warmth and memories, while Mr. Hase's kitchen heart is a kind of free and easy and sensuality that escapes the world. It seems that I have seen the green mountains and clear waters in the cooking. In addition to the hidden world, I also have a majestic momentum to appreciate the beautiful rivers and mountains..."

She lowered her voice, but the kitchen was quiet, and everyone present heard it clearly.

Hasegawa Ichiro was slightly stunned and then cast a kind look at Maki Morita, with unconcealed love in his eyes.

The so-called soulmate is probably like this.

Just like in that historical allusion, Boya plays the piano and meets Zhong Ziqi. Ziqi hears the artistic conception that Boya thinks from the sound of the piano.

Now, Morita Maki has eaten Hasia Ichiro's true meaning.

An old horse is in the stable!

Xia Yu was not far away and looked up and gave a glance.

"I'll just say, how could this old guy Hague launch a food halberd at will? It turns out that this guy just refuses to admit defeat..." He laughed secretly in his heart. The hermit returned to the hermit, but who said that the hermit has no competitive spirit? In the food world, he may not be moved by the word "profit", but the word "name" is enough to make a moth fly into the flames.

Everyone was in awe of Hasegawa Ichiro.

The key is not the 'platinum apple', but the mark in the cuisine. This is the most essential thing that distinguishes special cuisine.

Heart! Mark!

Moreover, vaguely, what everyone has tasted is more than one "mark".

The structure of fruits and vegetables is a light artistic conception.

As for the wine, the body is hot after drinking, and the taste is endless for a long time. The chef uses this material to embellish his ambitions and give diners a deep sense of old strength. Even Morita Maki didn't know how to call this mark.

"Two kinds of chef hearts! Awesome!"

Takei Shinji's gaze at Hague changed completely.

"You, you..."

His words stuck in his throat and finally turned into a sigh, "It's true that it's a deep accumulation!"

"Hidden Heart, Twilight Heart!" Mas said casually, choosing the words he was used to, and the chef's marks were all kinds of strange. Even the IGO organization and the "Food Club" could not count them.

What are the concepts of two kinds of kitchen hearts?

The group of people in the Pole Star Door don’t quite understand the super-level pyramid system, Iso Hui, Kobayashi Gentian and Nakiri Erina remember it.

"A super-class one-star chef is a single chef heart, an ultimate taste."

"Two stars are a single kitchen heart, two ultimate tastes."

"Samsung, at least two kinds of kitchen hearts, more than three ultimate tastes!"

Yisehui said in detail.

Yukihei Tsuma pressed his chin and thought, "So, is the ultimate taste easier to obtain, but is it difficult for the chef to understand?"

"nonsense!"

Yoshino Yuki rolled her eyes and said, "The top special chefs above three stars only require two kinds of kitchen hearts!"

"Doesn't that mean that Mr. Hasea had a quality on the day after he was promoted to the special level and met the rating requirements of 'Special Three Stars'?"

Everyone looked at the old chef and looked admiring, and suddenly felt that this person was extremely powerful.

"Excellent two-star!"

Mas seemed to be talking about Hasegilo's strength level, and also seemed to be talking about his cooking level.

In short, Hasegawa Ichiro's true level is much better than those discussed by the outside world.

Not the bottom of the special pyramid.

It's definitely middle and upper reaches.

The kitchen turned back to a quiet atmosphere, at least seven or eight minutes without anyone talking.

Quietly experiencing the food artistic conception woven by Ichiro Hasegawa, including Maki Morita and Erina Nakiri, all have hidden understandings. Tasting is also a kind of learning, not to mention that Hasegawa's cuisine is more satisfying than the works produced by the special assessment.

It seems that the "beauty" of food is not just about the exquisite appearance.

The inner self is similar to human beings, and there must be inner beauty.

Embroidered pillows are not good.

After digesting it, everyone came back to their senses. The friends of the Pole Star Hall, Mas and Elizabeth, subconsciously looked at Xia Yu.

Everyone's eyes say hesitation.

Even Maki Morita and Erina Nakiri were talking and wanted to say something, and the worry was completely written on her face.

heavy!

When that mood dissipates, heavy emotions arise.

Even the quirky Yuki Yoshino and the lively third-year-old junior Kobayashi Gentian have tightened their faces.

"Mr. Hasegawa, it's not a new special chef!" Tian Soe stood in the corner, took out his amulet from his pocket, held it tightly in his palm, and kept cheering himself up, "Lecturer Xia will definitely win!"

win?

They looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Even the same sehui felt that it was not very good.

"Hey hey!" Yukihei Tsuma even pointed at Xia Yu, "You can't lose to others before losing to me!"

"Lost to your sister!"

At this time, Xia Yu raised his head and clapped his palms.

"Well, the sauce is ready, you can try my dishes first!"

Xia Yu said, glanced at Takei Shinji and asked, "Mr. Takei, your cooking is the finale behind the palace, is it okay?"

Takei suddenly watched.

"good!"

A hint of joy flashed through his eyes.

I can't get it!

The double-layer imprinted dishes of Changgu gave him a strong psychological pressure.

The two of them were eating halberds with Xia Yu in private, but at the same time, they were also competing with each other.

"The double mark of the cuisine is to build an indestructible fortress in the mouth and heart of the diners!" Takei Shinji said secretly, breathing a sigh of relief, "Serve the food at this time, you will be the end of your life!"
Chapter completed!