The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 35 Let's all try it
next second!
The golden rice crust ball that just fell out of the spherical cast iron pot sank into the deep bucket pot that was just the right size with a "gulp" sound.

"Sigh--"

The sound of frying!
The golden rice balls flashed in the air for a moment. Although they were only exposed for a second or two, the aroma had already filled the lobby.

"Gulu~"

Faced with this aroma that was like a bombardment and had destructive power, the guests responded by swallowing their saliva.

"What is that big ball?"

Liu Hong felt saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. He quickly sucked the saliva away and wiped it with the back of his hand.

"With the rice, the golden color, and the smell..."

Lu Zuguang took a deep breath. “This dish seems to be rice crust. Considering the cooking utensils and cooking methods, it is the same dish as in the legend!!”

"Potato crust?!"

The accompanying secretary translated the names of the dishes to Nakiri Masanagi.

The international celebrity couldn't help but be amazed: "Rice crust, Japanese Chinese cuisine, there is also a localized variation of this dish, the way to eat it is to fry the rice crust, then cook a pot of assorted thick stew, and then pour it on the rice crust slices."

"Are all your authentic Chinese food so fierce? Making the rice crust into such big and round rice crust balls, to be honest, I have never seen it when I lived in Japan before, and I have never seen it in all my years in the European food industry..."

Upon hearing this, everyone except Nakiri Masagi and her translator.

The corners of the eyes of the rest of the people twitched.

Sorry.

This kind of huge rice crust ball is rarely seen in our daily life.

Lu Zuguang smiled very reluctantly and said:
"That's not the case, Officer Nakiri. To be precise, this dish is called Kaihua Guoba, and it's an ancient dish."

"That's why he's so expressive. How should I put it, um..."

His words were interrupted.

No one was paying attention to what Lu Zuguang was saying. At this moment, everyone just stared blankly at Xia An.

Xia An found a rag and wiped the sweat from his forehead. When he thought the frying temperature was about right, he took out the big rice balls from the deep bucket.

Just out of the pan, the golden rice balls are dripping with fat.

So Xia An placed the rice crust balls on a colander to let the oil from the rice crust balls drip out first. Otherwise, if there was too much oil and the balls were cracked directly, the overall taste of the dish would be severely damaged and it would appear very greasy.

[The Kitchen God panel has been loaded into the Ancient Recipe Illustrated Book Collector Mode. ]

[First attempt to reproduce "Kaihua Guoba", the illustration of this ancient recipe has been increased to 35% completeness/reproduction. ]

[Get a reward (35 attribute point) for reaching 1% of the progress of reproducing this recipe illustration. ]

【Gained a lot of cooking experience...】

The results of this research and development attempt pop up on the panel.

Originally Xia An just glanced casually.

These days, a message pops up every time he tries. Xia An has become accustomed to failure, failure, and failure.

In fact, when Xia An received a set of cast iron kitchen utensils from Lu Zuguang and tried to make "Kaihua Guoba" for the first time, the completeness of this recipe was deduced to 100%.

After all, the missing 25% of the content is precisely because the unique kitchen utensils have been lost.

what!
But this time seems different.

Xia An's eyes widened slightly: "Did you succeed this time?"

As long as the dish is made once, no matter how badly it is cooked, the specific value of the completion/reproducibility will be prompted.

After being hit countless times, a heart that had gradually become numb suddenly began to beat violently.

"Miyoko-chan, give me a high five!"

Xia An laughed and stretched out his hands high towards his young apprentice who was also wiping her sweat.

Hojo Miyoko didn't understand why, so she heard her master Xia An say, "After several days of research, we finally succeeded once!"

Suddenly, the girl's face was filled with joy and excitement from the bottom of her heart:
"Really, Master? We succeeded?"

"real!"

The girl almost jumped up, and she and Xia An faced each other with their palms, and the two of them collided heavily.

Just as the master and the disciple looked at each other with a smile of abundance, "Ahem."

Lan Qingya finally couldn't help it and coughed, reminding the master and disciple that there were many guests standing at the door.

Hearing the voice, Xia An turned around and met a pair of eyes that did not conceal their desire and burning passion.

Liu Hong, Tong Kun, and Liang Guiqin.

The way he looked at him now was as if he was looking at the God of Cooking.

Holding grass?

Are you really coming?

Trying to recreate the success of "Li Bing Xian Tai Shan" may be some kind of metaphysics.

But if "Kaihua Guoba" were to be reproduced, it would be enough to silence many people's doubting voices!

"Did it succeed, Boss Xia?!" Lu Zuguang was no less excited than the trio.

Witnessing the reappearance of an ancient dish with his own eyes, Lu Zuguang seemed to experience, across history and time, the feelings of the people around him when the former chef god Liu Maoxing recreated the "Kaihua Guoba".

"It was a success, but it was just a poor quality reproduction."

Xia An shrugged.

At this time, Nakiri Managi stepped out of the crowd and walked straight to the secret leak containing the big rice balls from the door. She looked at the beautiful rice balls carefully, pointed at them and said with interest:
"Can I try it?"

The accompanying secretary quickly followed and immediately translated this sentence to Xia An.

In fact, there is no need for a translator. Hojo Midori can speak Chinese, and with the intensive communication with Xia An these days, her originally halting Chinese has become more fluent.

"report!"

Lu Jiaxin raised her hand: “I want to eat too!”

Seeing this, the trio also raised their hands.

Lu Zuguang was a calm person, he pursed his lips tightly and gave Xia An a pleading look.

"Dad, Xixi wants to eat too!"

Xiaoxi put down the timer, jumped off the chair, and hugged Xia An's feet.

Seeing that her daughter almost ignored her existence and only had eyes for her father and food, Lan Qingya was so angry that the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Master, I want to too..." said Hojo Miyoko.

"Then come and try it!"

Xia An didn't think that the poorly prepared dishes were anything to be ashamed of. After all, dishes and delicacies are made to be eaten by people.

Only when diners have eaten the food and give either positive or negative reviews can he get the most authentic feedback.

As he spoke, Xia An placed the large rice crust ball, which had been almost completely drained of grease, in the colander on a large white ceramic plate, and then used the metal colander to gently tap the top of the large rice crust ball.

There was a "click" sound.

Cracks appeared on the rice ball, and the next moment, the cracks crisscrossed each other, and this big, round rice ball actually split into two halves right on the white plate.

wow-

The hot steam gushed out and the rich soup flowed out.

A strong aroma, completely different from the simple rice crust aroma before, was like a siege hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard.

So the psychological defense line collapsed instantly.

Everyone stared at the split rice balls on the plate, with the thick soup and assorted ingredients reflected in their eyes.

Xia An took the lead in handing a pair of chopsticks to Nakiri Managi.

Nakiri Managi's hand speed was not like that of an anorexic patient in the late stage of "God's Tongue". With one chopstick, she picked up a piece of rice crust covered with thick soup and put it into her mouth cleanly.

Surprised!

As soon as the rice crust pieces entered her mouth, the lady's expression changed instantly.

"Hmm, what's with this rushing smell?"

A hazy, watery hue appeared in Nakiri Managi's light purple eyes, and the [God's Tongue] in her mouth twitched with excitement.

　I may skip chapters and make paragraph comments when I revise the text later. Please don’t blame me~
　　
　
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