Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 36
That's right, Xia Yan's recipe is 'teppanyaki'.

His considerations are based on the heat and the advanced "firewood stove", and if there was some hesitation before, then after clicking the second advanced "one pot", the urge to try in his heart made him uncontrollable own up.

The Xingping father and son who gave up their own kitchen didn't know that when Xia Yan adjusted the valve and continued to heat a pot of 'sesame oil' just now, he was simply surprised by the first experience of "one pot".

It's as if this pot is a common cooking utensil in the kitchen that he dominates, and he has used it countless times.

A sense of familiarity that fills the soul...

No wonder the system data is described like this:
Any pot is a pot for daily use.

The focus is on "General" and "Daily"!
With the development of gourmet cooking culture to modern times, too many categories of cooking utensils such as pots have been derived.

Xia Yan specializes in Chinese Sichuan cuisine for the time being, so he is naturally most familiar with Chinese big iron pots, but Western-style frying pans and pans can also be used, but if it is a less popular pot, he will be confused.

"Oil temperature, 186 degrees."

It's not a system prompt, but a thought that naturally arises in the mind.

Just like a master chef who has specialized in deep-fried dishes such as tempura for more than 20 or [-] years, he does not need the assistance of any scientific and technological temperature measuring equipment, but only relies on experience and feeling to grasp the temperature zone that is accurate to every degree Celsius!

terrible.

Without the outsiders knowing, Xia Yan swallowed secretly, and did not forget to fix his eyes on the second pot. He just put the 'cast iron pan' handed over by Xing Ping Chuangzhen on the stove.

"Buzz..."

Hearing the fat start to boil, Xia Yan was not in a hurry, thinking that the best time would be [-]% to [-]% heat.

Take the opportunity to stir-fry ginger, garlic, chili and minced meat, and the treatment is absolutely perfect.

"The oil is 110 to 170 percent hot, in the range of [-] degrees to [-] degrees."

His eyes were fixed on the pan, the oil was suddenly turned over, Xia Yan thought to himself that it was at this time, and quickly threw the few ingredients that had been cut into the pan, except for the tofu just picked up from the oil pan .

"boom--"

In an instant, a cooking magic was completed.

Fragrant!

Listening to Xinghei and his son talking about his recipes behind him, the volume became more and more uncontrollable, and even Kuga Teruki next to him couldn't help but stop and stare at him blankly.

In the direction of the bar, a group of old customers smelled the strong fragrance, and they were immediately fascinated.

Xia Yan's mind is very clear, the rhythm is very tight, and each process is orderly in the eyes of Xingping and his son. He then poured the fried yuzi tofu.

After a few minutes, "swish, swipe, swipe" several chopped green onions and sprinkle them on the dishes in the cast iron pan.

There is no need to put it on a plate at all, just put the whole pot on the bar.

All the guests approached the bar, all of them looked extremely fierce. The joyful and relaxed atmosphere of the daily father-son game was suddenly filled with a sense of intense tension to carve up the heavenly delicacies.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was completely stunned.

Yao Dad said slowly from the side: "Chuangzhen, did you notice what he added at the end?"

"Put a little salt and soy sauce."

"Probably...there is still broth?" Xing Ping Chuangzhen was a little dazed, just now he was dazzled and in a daze, and vaguely remembered the scene of Xia Yan scooping up a spoonful of soup and pouring it into the cast iron pan.

"Yes, broth!"

"But look, where did Dao Tang go?"

I watched my father pointing his finger at the bottom of the pot, a layer of fat that was still sizzling, but there was no sign of the chicken bone broth that was always stocked in the store.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen lost his voice: "M, disappeared!"

Xing Pingcheng Ichiro shook his head, his eyes showed a trace of deepness, he gave Xia Yan who was serving the pot at the bar, and gave a thumbs up: "You let me sigh that 'the heat is a legend'."

Many, the big guy didn't talk about it.

You know, this is the original tycoon who left Yuanyue in the name of "Shura" and has been a wandering gourmet all over the world for a long time. His personality is comparable to that of Dojima Gin, and he is ahead of Nakiri Ji.

Let him once again lament the "legendary fire", such a cliché, it can be seen that Kohei Joichiro was quite shocked in his heart.

The key is……

I still saw it from a student from Yuanyue.

"Terrible." Xinghei Shiroichiro shook his head, glanced at Xinghei Soma who was still in a daze beside him, and suddenly felt that it was not a wise decision to send his son to Yuanyue High School as a transfer student after finishing his third year of junior high school .

However, thinking about Yuanyue's interior, such "monsters" are only in the single digits, and if we only talk about the heat, this person may still be the one sitting on the throne.

Thinking of this, Xing Heijo Ichiro was not so worried, and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Please taste-"

After Xia Yan said something, he ignored Xingping and his son and stood behind the bar to check the task information.

Freshly baked in less than 1 minute, the 'Teppanyaki Tamago Tofu' is full of gas, and the tofu itself is fried golden and crispy. Peppers are crushed and mixed with each other.

Therefore, the Teppanyaki presented in the eyes of Xingping father and son, the color and aroma are so attractive to the appetite.

"Take a look, and you'll know where the 'high soup' went." Xinghei Shiroichiro took the initiative to hand the chopsticks to his son, and he also took a pair in his hand.

Behind.

For a long time, I completely ignored the game between myself and Xing Ping Chuangzhen. The 'Yamatofu' he had cut was simply not fried in the pan. He took a pair of chopsticks and stood there, staring at it quietly.

"Hiss, hiss, it's so hot!"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen opened his mouth and swallowed a piece of fried and boiled tofu.

The first feeling is hot mouth.

Then, the stir-fried minced ginger, garlic and chili release their fragrance together.

click!
Grit your teeth.

The crispy tofu shell cracked at the sound.

"It's so tender inside..."

The fried shell is only a thin layer, and it is completely broken after being squeezed by the teeth.

As a result, the tongue stirred lightly, and a thin, tender substance broke through the cage, and swam freely in the mouth.

It's like eating a piece of hot jelly. The key is that the taste of this "jelly" is amazing. In addition to the egg and plant-based high-protein aroma of Yuzi Tofu itself, Xing Ping Chuangzhen has another incredible fresh taste. , "It turns out... the chicken bone broth has been absorbed! It's so thick!"

However, the "disappearing broth" does not shock Xingping Chuangzhen so much now.

What made him secretly exclaim was wonderful.

In this way, after two heating processes, the fried and boiled yuzi tofu, except for the outer layer of fried to the right crispy shell, the inside still maintains the original appearance of the ingredients.

The texture and taste of "Tamako Tofu" are perfectly preserved!
Even, with the green leaves of ginger, onion, garlic, pepper, and minced meat, the "Yamatofu" that has been admired by the stars, in terms of taste and cooking, is suddenly so high that I don't know where it is.

On the other hand, Joichiro Kohei, who was next to him, had a dignified expression, and put a piece of teppanyaki jade tofu on a clean white plate.

The chopsticks exerted a little more force, and with a "puchi", the fried golden shell shattered.

The inner layer of tofu has thus revealed its mystery.

White and crystal clear!

There is a faint luster moistened by the broth, which seems to be more delicate and delicate than the base plate!
The guests let out an exclamation of surprise.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen, who had just swallowed a grain of tofu, saw this scene, and suddenly realized what kind of shock, what kind of reason and meaning his father said when he praised "the heat is a legend".

original.

It's really incredible that it's just the heat!

I can't help but think of what my father said to him before: "Fried food, 70% depends on the oil temperature—"

Isn't oil temperature a kind of fire?

no doubt.

What's scary and frightening is that this 'teppanyaki Japanese tofu', even in the double heat link of frying and cooking, has made this "70%" perfect.

"This person is very powerful!"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen had to admit it.

(End of this chapter)