"Same recipe?!"
"Really?"
Almost identical exclamations came from under the stage, and the live broadcast screen was also filled with exclamations of exclamation.
Most people lamented the choice of Zhao Fuyu and Kuaga Teruki, but only a few people noticed the key point, the name of 'Magic Mapo Tofu'!
...
'This scene is great. '
Yaeko Minesaki was the one who was most concerned about things that had nothing to do with herself. In fact, after Totsuki entered the scene, she retreated directly behind the scenes. She fully satisfied every request and almost had it written on her face that she had to spend money and eliminate disasters.
So when I realized that their recipes were almost the same, I was the most indifferent.
And this kind of demeanor, as well as the beautiful black stocking legs that swing from time to time, also firmly attracted the attention of a group of people.
He didn't even care about the relationship between the Shokuki duel.
Nakiri Erina, who was in the middle, had her pupils moving slightly but did not show any emotion. In her mind, Zhao Fuyu should be able to do it easily even if he just brought a bowl of water, let alone making the same recipe. The guy who crushed the Totsuki Ten Heroes.
Although there will still be some time before she can enter school, Nakiri Erina has already figured out the level of the Totsuki Juji, not to mention she has undergone special training.
Even with her previous cooking prowess, she could easily win a place among the top ten.
It is self-evident as to what level Zhao Fuyu is capable of crushing her in the Shoji.
As for Toyotomi Taki, who is always smiling and has eyes narrowed like a fox, there is no hint of thought on the surface.
Except for a few nymphos licking the screen at his handsome appearance, it was like this man with a gentle smile.
The guy who started the dispute directly before was not the same person.
Even the dark cook who had been observing Shokugeki this time and the envoy from the dark cooking world in Zhongzhou were a little more concerned about Toyotomi Taki, the head of the IGO Kyoto Imperial Branch.
It is conceivable that being targeted by such a 'smiling tiger' will definitely not be a pleasant thing.
However, the messenger from the dark cooking world who was wearing a hood and observing silently couldn't help but say something in a low voice after learning that what the two of them were going to cook was 'Magic Mapo Tofu'.
"As expected, the Japanese are a small country and they only know how to do whatever they want."
"Watch the monkeys and win the crown!"
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"Magic Mapo Tofu?"
When Miyoko heard this name, she seemed familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.
Wenjing Saburo quickly gave the answer.
"It was created by the world-famous Zhongzhou cooking god. Now this dish has become a household name in Zhongzhou."
"Although it requires a special chef to fully display it, the simplified version tastes very good. Many Nakashu restaurants in Dongying will use the simplified version to replace the traditional Mapo Tofu."
Hearing this mention, Dongchuan Meijizi showed a look of surprise.
"I see, but making the same recipe, won't it make it difficult for the judges to judge the winner?"
He came up with a seemingly amateurish statement, but it happened to be Higashikawa Miyoko's idea.
"That's wrong. The more identical the dishes are, the bigger the gap will be when they compete. Even... one will be in the sky and the other will be on the earth!"
"Just like two glasses of salt water, even ordinary people can judge who has more salt and who has less salt."
The proud words came, as clear as a bell, and it was Nakiri Erina who took the lead.
Then she propped up her cheeks with her arms.
With a somewhat rude but somewhat aesthetic gesture, he looked at the two people who had already started cooking.
"Shokuji, who is so different from me, doesn't know why he came to me..."
The words that were not restrained were transmitted directly to the live broadcast room and the scene through the microphone.
It caused an uproar from more people.
However, Miyoko Higashikawa, who quickly grasped the key points, did not directly ask Nakiri Erina who it was that would make her feel that the gap was big. Instead, she waited until the outcome of Shokuki's victory was revealed before asking this question.
Maybe this can get a more exciting effect.
You know, Nakiri Erina is about to enter Totsuki Academy, and Kuaga Teruki, who is on the Shokuki side, happens to be one of the Totsuki Ten Elites of this generation.
No matter who wins or loses this time, Nakiri Erina's words will trigger a lot of public opinion.
This is also what Dongchuan Meijizi pays attention to.
...
The turmoil in the outside world seems to be completely meaningless to the two people in the Shoji.
Not to mention Zhao Fuyu, even Kuaga Teruki turned a deaf ear once he got involved in cooking. With such a focused attitude, it is not surprising that he can already master it even though he is far from being a special chef. Live at the 'Magic Mapo Tofu'.
You know, the key to this dish lies in the existence of the sixth flavor 'crispy'.
What kind of heat is needed so that the soybeans can achieve the texture of crispy meat and absorb the flavor of the marinade sauce?
Many special chefs cannot master the subtle changes in taste without experimenting for a while, but Teruki Kuuga actually mastered this recipe by relying on his own talent and practice.
It has to be said that each of the Yuanyue Ten Talents is indeed a genius among geniuses.
And just when Kuga Teruki started cooking strictly according to the requirements of 'Magic Mapo Tofu'.
However, Zhao Fuyu brought out ingredients that should not belong to the 'Magic Mapo Tofu'.
The breast part of beef, and... pig brains!
Compared with other ingredients, Zhao Fuyu dealt with these two first, especially ingredients such as pork brain flowers. If it were not specifically requested through IGO, there would be no such thing in ordinary preparations.
In fact, in addition to these two items, there is also beef bone marrow, which is also an ingredient that this dish should not have at all.
But Zhao Fuyu chose all of them. Obviously, he did not cook according to the recipe of "Magic Mapo Tofu" as Saburo Wenjing thought.
Use your basic cooking skills to win.
What he wants is...
Transform, or even improve, this recipe handed down from the MasterChef!
The onlookers didn't understand, and only a few people watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room guessed his ambition.
At the scene, the first person to notice that Zhao Fuyu wanted to modify the original recipe was not Saburo Fumii, nor was it Erina Nakiri who had been staring at Zhao Fuyu.
It was the one who kept squinting...the head of the IGO Kyoto branch, Toyotomi Taki!
'Sure enough... he is the one who initiated the contract...'
'You think so? '
A soft smile appeared in her peach blossom eyes. Toyotomi Taki's heartbeat echoed, and a similarly frivolous voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
'Keep reading, junior. '
'He's much more powerful than you think...'
'My consort! '
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Rinse the brain flower with running water, use a bamboo stick to pick out the red blood streaks on the brain flower, and tap it lightly from time to time to let the remaining blood streaks emerge.
Zhao Fuyu’s hands are dexterous and like beating musical notes.
He quickly processed the three brain flakes, and then squeezed the juice from onion, ginger, pepper and water to completely soak the brain flakes.
By the way, I also added pieces of beef spinal cord.
It was at this time that someone finally saw Zhao Fuyu's movements, and barrages passed by one after another.
"I've never seen Mapo tofu with brain flakes..."
"There's even beef spinal cord." "It's too bad. You can't even read the recipe, right?"
"How did he pass the first Shoji?" "I heard that he didn't even have IGO certification..."
The questioning words came like thunder and lightning. Even if Zhao Fuyu lowered his head to handle the ingredients, he could still hear the barrage of text being muttered by the Dongying people not far away.
But at the same time, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.
A domineering aura spread out, as if through the camera, directly suffocating the entire scene and the audience at the other end of the live broadcast room.
Everyone subconsciously shut up, as if they were afraid of offending the king, completely...silenced!
