sound!

Why there is no sound!

After frying eight or nine of the dough stuffed with filling on the kitchen counter, Xia Yu rubbed his hair and looked distressed.

It seems that the problem is not the filling degree of the filling, but the serious problems in other places.

My aunt Zhu Qing tasted several failed attempts in a row and was already half full.

"What are you worried about?"

She supported her elbows on the dining table not far away, holding her pink cheeks in her hands and kept looking at Xia Yu who was paced back and forth, as if she thought it was very interesting.

Xia Yu shook his head and cut a freshly-out-of-pot snack with a knife.

The strong fragrance leaked out, but Xia Yu focused on the structure of the snacks and did not care about the fragrance.

Picking up a piece of fried diced beef from the wreckage, Xia Yu said to himself: "This thing is the source of the sound of food. Simply put, it is similar to the steel balls inside the rattle. When it collides with the inner wall, it will make a crisp sound of dinging..."

He calmed down and once again looked at the core of the golden recipe-

sound!

When it comes to voice, we have to mention the principle.

In fact, the sound is already arranged when mixing flour. "Baking Soda" is a secret move. This material can make the snacks filled with filling quickly expand when they enter the oil pan and are wrapped in hot oil. During the expansion, the cracks open and the grease surges into the inside, causing the inner wall to become harder quickly. At the same time, the hardened beef diced will collide with the inner wall during the change in the air pressure when the snacks are out of the pot. It will turn around and laughter.

After carefully sorting it out, Xia Yu's mentality became more and more courageous as he setbacks.

"Sure enough, the golden recipe is not that easy to control. Even the relatively simple principle of "Golden Smiling", the requirements for details are extremely abnormal... From the materials to the technical links, there are too many things to pay attention to."

Xia Yu simply found paper and pen to record the experience of this failure, and had a rigorous attitude.

He didn't believe that he couldn't bite this bone!

...

Two days later.

Bang!

Wearing a baseball cap, which is quite different from the previous suit and is dressed in casual clothes, Dojima Gin swept a white ball into the hole at the private golf course in Okura Mountain.

"Haha, I won, Zongwei!"

Gin Dojima leaned over and took out the ball, showing off his power toward the coming of Nakiri Souwei.

"You, the leader of the participating team, really have the time to ask me to play golf!" Nakiri Souwei showed resentment. No matter who left his wife and the research of his interests, he would be abused when he came out to play basketball, he would definitely feel very unhappy.

In a good mood, Gin Dojima swept his eyes to the villa at the foot of the mountain and suddenly said, "That kid has been in Sapporo for two days. It seems that he has never left the villa. Have you taken a step outside?"

When it comes to this, Nakiri Souwei admires it.

"Yes, I'm only sixteen years old, and life is just two o'clock - the bedroom and the kitchen, much more diligent than I was back then." Nakiri Soumei smiled, "Erina has been called to help in the past two days, without any complaints..."

Is it a study of new recipes?

Gin Dojima and Souwei Nakiri looked at each other and were curious.

"By the way!"

Nakiri Soumai frowned slightly, "Has Ichiro Joseph arrived yet?"

"He actually had arrived in Hokkaido a long time ago, but he hunted food in the mountainous area of ​​Asahikawa City and met with us in two days."

"You have him on the list you submitted to the event committee?"

"certainly."

"At least five special chefs form a team... Three wins in five games, as long as they can win three games, anyone can be sent to play." Nakiri Souwei was very relaxed, with talented Ichiro Tatsuki, and the Totsuki team basically locked in the top few in the first stage.

"You can't be careless!"

Gin Dojima shook his head, "That person is back!"

"who?"

"The exiled..."

Upon hearing this, Nakiri Souwei suddenly held the golf club tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.

Back to the kitchen of the villa.

Although Xia Yu looked tired when she took off her apron, her raised corners of her mouth meant she was in a good mood.

"Thank you, Erina!"

He sincerely thanked the heroes, "With the help of your godly tongue, I can only make a barely qualified dish."

Yes.

After two days and nights of thinking, the 'Golden Smiling' that spoke up was finally released.

The system determines 60% completion, 60 points.

Erina Nakiri stared at the golden dough on the plate, and the sound had long disappeared, but she was not willing to eat such a very interesting pasta.

"A Yu——"

At this time, with the sound of running footsteps, a thrilling sound came.

The aunt, who is more energetic than a girl, came with fragrant wind, "Let's go, you promised me two days ago that you went out for a walk together today, so you can't regret it."

Xia Yu was speechless.

He was harassed and perfunctory.

Temporarily conquer "Golden Smiling", there is also Indira and the ultimate recipe for Dojima Silver!

It is necessary to add another popular "must-kill" trump card. Xia Yu told himself this, otherwise, what would he compete with the top special chefs in the food industry in various countries? Relying on the disposable "Peacock Dance"? Where can I find the ingredients!

However, the string cannot be kept tense all the time.

The competition started three days later, and Xia Yu also wanted to relax properly before the fierce battles.

"Okay, change your clothes."

Xia Yu nodded gently.

"But declare in advance, aunt, please put some clothes that are normal. Don't wear your female hero-style cos clothes. I don't want to be watched!"

He gave three instructions and then gave instructions.

"Well, wait!"

After a while, when Zhu Qing appeared again, she transformed herself into a transformation. The ancient windbreaker and dress were gone. Instead, it was a slim-fitting suit for women. The black jacket was covered with white shirts, and the collar and buttons were decorated with lace. She was pretty and charming, and she was a very beautiful workplace beauties.

Erina Nakiri curled her lips invisibly not far away.

"I'll go change my clothes, too!"

then.

The team went out increased to three people. I don’t know where Zhu Qing found out, so he called a taxi and headed straight to the Hokkaido Shrine. It is said that there was an ongoing food celebration nearby, which lasted until mid-October.

The venue for the match between Chef Lin is at Hokkaido Shrine.

However, the showdown of Special Chef was arranged in two large arenas.

From afar, the taxi was forced to stop by the crowd of celebrations, and the driver turned around and apologized.

"Get out of the car--"

Xia Yu paid the fare and pushed the door and got off.

The three of them stood in the Cume neighborhood in front of the Shrine. It was crowded with people. The streets were completely blocked by crowds. There were stalls on both sides. As soon as they got off the bus, the taste of foods such as Kanto, Chinese fried noodles, and octopus meatballs came to their faces.

The sound of drums and drums.

A large parade team happened to pass by, and a kabuki danced gracefully on the moving stage where the strong man raised.

In short, the full atmosphere of celebration, coupled with tourists of all skin colors and various conversation languages, can only be said that Sapporo during the kitchenware competition has become a real carnival city that never sleeps.

The three of them had only walked for a few minutes, and each of them had fragrant skewers and hot sea bream.

"Go and take a look--"

The road ahead was blocked, and there seemed to be an argument that caused onlookers to watch. A reporter was filming inside. My aunt Zhu Qing was excited. She pulled Xia Yu's arm, and she dragged her away regardless of whether he agreed or not. Nakirina hurriedly followed her in anger.

Does Chef Lin also like to be a crowd of onlookers?

Xia Yu complained seriously, but instead was attracted by the content of the argument and pricked up his ears.

"No, right!"

A young man, who was in English, had a flushed face and said, "The "Cream Pine Mushroom" itself has a milky taste and taste. You can also appreciate the ultimate flavor by eating it alone. Why do you add extra inferior cream to destroy the purity and make the taste of the dishes complicated? I will never agree with your modification! This is a regression, not evolution!"

The middle-aged man opposite was well-educated and finished listening with a smile.

"Short-quality cream? Miscellaneous flavors? This is a hierarchical creation. Your use of fantasy ingredients is too extreme. Don't sanctify fantasy ingredients too much!" The middle-aged man shook his head and answered in English.

Xia Yu suddenly felt interesting when he listened.

Debate in the street?

It seemed that more than that, they squeezed into the inner floor and saw young people confronting middle-aged people. There was a small stall next to them, and behind the stall was a smiling old man.

The old man looked at the wall, and the stalls were filled with handwritten English signs:

Recipe modification plan recruitment.

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Chapter completed!