The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 52 Is it just flame and heat?

Accompanied by the continuous "sizzling" sound of the fat in the frying pan.

The fragrance is still spreading out in an upgraded and intensified manner.

The unique and tempting aroma of fried dumplings is like the devil's whispering, constantly knocking on your heart.

"Gulu~"

Erina Nakiri got up early in the morning and went out. She hadn't had breakfast yet and heard her stomach growling with hunger.

"It's just started frying, why is there such a strong aroma?"

"Shouldn't the heat be gradually increased and clearly defined? Why do you use high heat right from the start? Such an aggressive method can bring out the rich aroma of the dumplings. Aren't you afraid that the bottom of the dumplings will get burnt?"

Erina Nakiri's mind was full of doubts.

But her body was honest and she stopped what she was doing involuntarily, and suddenly she stopped making her tortellini.

Turning around, he stared blankly at a kitchen counter behind him. At this moment, Xia An was concentrating on a frying pan on the stove, which was filled with strangely shaped dumplings.

These dumplings are like buns, with rounded edges.

But the top part looks like steamed buns, with a high raised crown.

At first glance.

The crown on the top looks like blooming petals, uniquely and delicately crafted.

"Is the heat about right?"

Erina, who was standing about one meter away from Xia An, heard his whisper and saw Xia An pick up a fried dumpling with tongs.

At this moment, Erina Nakiri's pupils shrank slightly.

Her light purple eyes clearly reflected the situation at the bottom of the fried dumpling.

The color is golden and very uniform, with no dark areas.

This means that the cooking time is just right, or almost perfect. Just from the visual effect, there is no trace of burnt or bitter taste after eating it.

"Hiss~ The ability to control the temperature of frying dumplings? Could it be that you are some kind of "Fried Dumpling Immortal"? "

There was no honorific, just the words that came out of his mouth to address the guy directly.

Erina Nakiri became even more panicked.

There was a car accident between Erina Nakiri and a "Gyoza Sage" in a food battle. At least based on Erina Nakiri's life experience, there should be no more horrific car accident than this.

Xia An: ? ?

"Fried Dumpling Immortal?"

His eye twitched slightly.

"I say, why do you Japanese always give nicknames like Rice Sage and Ramen Sage? Don't you think it's very childish?"

Nakiri Erina said in a matter-of-fact tone: "In a certain field of gourmet food, reaching a very high position and possessing extraordinary skills, shouldn't you be called a "sage"? "

Xia An: “…”

Forget it.

It was his fault for arguing with the Japanese about the nickname "zhong ni".

You should be thankful that it's not a very embarrassing nickname like "Empire's Destroyer Dragon".

"But I can't be called the 'Fried Dumpling Immortal'." Xia An shrugged, "At most I can call myself the 'Garlic Crisp Immortal'."

After saying that, Xia An turned off the stove valve and stopped the fire.

With his right hand, he unscrewed the cap of a bottle of rice wine that had been prepared for use, and poured some of the wine into the frying pan. A mellow and rich rice aroma flooded the frying pan.

"laugh--"

At the same time, grab the kitchen torch and gently press the valve switch.

The blue flames sprayed onto the outer skin of the dumplings.

The rice wine on the dumpling skin suddenly began to burn, emitting a rich aroma.

At the same time, the dumpling skin visibly took on the color of being roasted by the flames.

Witness Xia An's actions.

Erina Nakiri was completely stunned. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were wide open, and the only thing she could see was this man holding a flamethrower and roasting dumplings one by one.

At this moment, the first "flame dumpling" with perfect heat and color finally appeared in the frying pan, and traces of sweat appeared on Xia An's forehead.

"Boom!" Just as the first real "flame dumpling" was made.

The aroma was like a hundred horses neighing and galloping, sweeping through the kitchen and rumbling towards the entire first floor lobby.

Erina Nakiri felt the saliva in her mouth secreting and rising, and the [God's Tongue] seemed to suddenly wake up from its slumber, becoming excited and agitated.

And Alice, Midori, Xiaoxi in her arms, and Saiba Shiroichiro.

They were originally reluctant to get close to the open kitchen to avoid being involved in the intense food war.

Who would have known that the rich aroma of the "Flame Dumplings" would capture everyone at once. They were like puppets, walking stupidly to the bar, staring at the first fried dumpling in the pot with eyes full of intoxication.

Shortly after.

Xia An finally used a flamethrower to roast all the dumplings in the frying pan into "flame dumplings".

He put down the flamethrower and looked at the dumplings in the pot with a clicking sound.

very nice!
This is the flaming dumplings he first made!
The orange-red crown blooms like a flower of flame!

"What's the name of this fried dumpling?!"

Suddenly, a mysterious voice came from the side.

Xia An discovered the proud golden peacock, who had been standing beside him for some time. Her pretty face was a little dazed, and her eyes showed her obsession with the exquisite dishes. She just stared at the flaming flowers in the frying pan.

"This dish is called Flame Dumplings."

"Flame dumplings? A very appropriate name!" Nakiri Erina could no longer hide her appetite. Her fair and slender neck was filled with obvious swallowing movements. "But why? A very common fried dumpling dish can be elevated to this level just by the smell it exudes..."

The words trailed off.

The golden-haired girl saw a pair of chopsticks holding a steaming hot flaming dumpling and presented it to her cheek.

Hot mist, a scent that burns the skin.

Erina Nakiri's eyes were immediately filled with appetite.

She sank.

Reason is completely eroded by appetite.

I am willing to be a captive of this dish.

"So you want to try it?"

The man seemed to be breathing dangerous whispers into her ear.

Erina Nakiri's ears turned red, her cheeks became rosy, her breathing became rapid, and a hazy spring tide appeared in her eyes.

"Well--"

She couldn't control herself at all and opened her moist and attractive pink lips.

A flaming dumpling directly filled the girl's mouth.

Ah!
Infinite falling, infinite degradation, infinite cycle of fiery purgatory.

In the long-lasting torture of flames, Erina felt that she could not hold on any longer and would soon be burned to ashes in the eternal flames. At this moment, a giant hand suddenly appeared and wrapped around the naked girl whose clothes had long been burned in the torture of flames.

The flames that would not go out were burning outside. Erina huddled in the absolutely safe area created by the giant hand. The heavy warmth in her heart gradually dispelled her fear. Listening to the roaring sound of the flames, she suddenly had an insight:

It turns out that fire doesn't have to be completely tamed.

Building a high wall of food in the blazing flames is also an extremely clever way to control fire.

"What did you eat?"

Very suddenly, Erina heard a giant hand, which was a finger that she was holding tightly, making a familiar sound, so the girl quickly woke up from the scene.

boom!
Erina returned to reality, propped her hands on the kitchen counter, lowered her head, her golden hair flowing down, covering her shocked face, and spoke with a trembling voice:

"Your skill in controlling fire, your control of flames, makes me..."

Pause.

As proud as Erina Nakiri is, she seems to be thinking about what words to use to describe and praise her.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Let me, from now on, sincerely call you Master!"

"Tsk, that's it, is it really just flame and heat? How about you try another one?"

(End of this chapter)