"Is there such an operation?" Mag looked at Rena in surprise. Just by smelling it a few times the night before yesterday, she was confident that she could pick out which spices Mag used. Could it be that this girl had it? The legendary nose of God?
"Do you have a dog's nose?" Irina was also surprised. After eating hot pot yesterday, she didn't eat anything except the few spices that could be seen. Anyway, it was delicious.
Everyone in the restaurant looked at Rena with the same curiosity. Even if they had eaten it several times, they couldn't explain how many spices the boss put in the hot pot.
"There may be some deviations, but I believe in my nose." Rena nodded firmly.
"Okay, come with me." Mag didn't hesitate and immediately got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Rena hurriedly followed, and on the way to the kitchen, she kept taking deep breaths to adjust her heartbeat. This was her only chance. If she couldn't perform well, she might have to stay in that bad place for the rest of her life.
Everyone also followed him outside the kitchen. This kind of test was much more interesting than the previous tasks of serving dishes and mopping the floor. Moreover, if Rena succeeded, it would be amazing.
Reina stopped subconsciously when she reached the door of the kitchen. Looking at the bright and transparent kitchen, her eyes suddenly lit up.
The washing table, cutting table, and stove are all clearly divided, and the various knives and pots hanging on the wall are all glowing with bright metallic luster. She can hardly believe that the kitchen can be like this. It is completely beyond the scope. she imagined.
Her kitchen only had a hanging stew pot and a small stone stove, and everything in front of her was as psychedelic as a dream.
If I could cook here...
Rena's heart was beating violently, and she could no longer imagine that kind of happiness.
Mag turned back to look at Reina who was standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at the kitchen with her eyes, her eyes shining with a pious light as if she were worshiping a holy place. There was a hint of admiration in her eyes, and she was not in a hurry to interrupt her.
Reina's eyes wandered around the kitchen, and finally fell on Mag. After finding that he was looking at her, she suddenly realized that she was still in the interview. A look of panic appeared on her face, and she waved her hands quickly. : "Oh, I'm sorry, I... I just saw such a high-end kitchen for the first time, and I couldn't control myself for a moment..."
"It doesn't matter, these are my commonly used seasonings and spices. The spices and seasonings used in the red soup hot pot are all here. Now it's your turn to perform." Mag opened the lids of each seasoning box and spice box one by one. Then he stood aside and saw fifty or sixty kinds of seasonings and spices.
He uses a total of fifteen kinds of seasonings and spices for the red soup hot pot. Even if someone who has eaten hot pot wants to accurately select the spices he uses, it is completely impossible, otherwise he would be too easy to imitate.
And now Reina, who had only smelled the aroma, tried to challenge his red soup hot pot recipe, but he was not optimistic about it.
"What a complete range of spices." Reina took two steps forward and came to the front of the spices. She did not flinch because of the excessive number of spices and spices. Instead, she looked at the spices with some surprise. Like Sichuan peppercorns, they were better than gold. She has never bought expensive spices.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The aroma of various spices made her smile with satisfaction. It would be great if she could have the right to control these spices.
"Then let me start." Rena did not indulge in the fragrance for too long. She turned her head and said to Mag, took a plate from the side, and began to put her nose close to the spice box to smell the aroma of the spices carefully.
Although there are many spices here that she has never seen before, the smell will not lie. She only needs to find the same smell here as she smelled that day, and that is the right choice.
"this."
"this."
"and this……"
Reina grabbed the spices from the spice box and put them on the plate. She was not very fast, but very methodical. She sniffed them row by row. Occasionally she stopped to think for a while and chose the spices she recognized. On the plate.
"Can she succeed?" Anna stood on tiptoes and looked in from the window, muttering curiously.
"Maybe." Sheryl picked up Anna so that she could easily see the scene in the kitchen.
Sichuan peppercorns, dried chilies, star anise, cinnamon...
Mag's eyes are getting brighter and brighter. So far, all the spices Reina has chosen are correct. The spice boxes are placed in random order, so there is no possibility of guessing them randomly.
About ten minutes later, Reina placed the plate gently on the stove, took two steps back, looked at Mag nervously and said, "I'm not sure about the two seasonings, because the breath is relatively weak, and they may be The smell of other spices masked it, so I didn’t choose it.”
"Is it the right choice?" Irina asked curiously.
Everyone also looked at Mag with curiosity. This test was the most exciting today. Choosing spices and seasonings based only on smell was a hellish level of difficulty, wasn't it?
"Spicy hot pot has a strong taste, so salt is essential."
"An appropriate amount of rock sugar can make the soup mellow and sweet, and relieve the spicy taste."
"Everything else is correct."
Mag scooped up a piece of rock sugar and a spoonful of salt and put it on the plate, then gave Rena a thumbs up and said seriously: "You are a genius."
"Isn't this awesome?!" Yabei Mia looked at Rena in amazement. Until now, she still couldn't learn how to make meat buns.
"It's amazing. It's almost all right." Phyllis also looked at Rena in shock. She originally wanted to learn how to prepare the sauce for grilled beef skewers, but it took her a long time to successfully prepare the sauce. .
"Why do they all smell the same to me?" Irina stepped forward and took a whiff, looking at Reina's nose with a puzzled look on her face. Maybe hers was a prosthetic nose.
Everyone was amazed by Rena's performance. There were so many spices, even if you told them the names, you might not be able to choose them correctly, let alone just smell the smell of the soup pot and select them accurately.
"I...I'm just a little lucky." Rena lowered her head shyly after being praised by everyone, and whispered.
"Actually, I'm more curious. Since you can analyze my recipes by smell, why don't you open a hot pot restaurant yourself? Even if there are one or two less spices and the price is a little more affordable, the business should not be too bad." Mag looked at it. Rena's eyes asked seriously.
"This is the food you created. It would be unfair to you to imitate the recipe after you know it. I don't think this is what a chef should do." Rena shook her head and said firmly.
"Actually, I don't care about other people's imitation." Mag smiled and extended his hand to Rena, "But I like your answer. If you are willing, Miss Rena, welcome to join Mamie's Restaurant."
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