Shokugeki no Sora: Obtain Lan Feihong's inheritance at the beginning!

The students naturally knew these two famous masters, and they became even more nervous when they saw them standing in front of them, and even their speech was a little incoherent.

"In Menjutsu, just press your fingers in until it can retract to its original shape."

Lin Han pressed the student's hand into the dough, and the dough collapsed naturally.

"With this level of softness, you can probably only make it into pizza!"

Lin Han's words caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the students who were pointed out their mistakes blushed and lowered their heads.

"Don't laugh at him. Remember what I said today!"

Lin Han patted the table. The discipline of the Chinese Cuisine Research Institute was too lax. It gave him the feeling that they were just playing house. If he wanted to learn useful knowledge, he would definitely not be qualified in this state.

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"Yes!"

The laughter in the cooking room suddenly stopped and became silent.

"Lin Hanjun, I have done some research on Xiaolongbao. I wonder if I can use the cooking table to let you taste it."

Si Yingshi took the initiative to put forward his own idea. Since he had already come here, he had to leave a trace here so that the trip would not be in vain.

"it is good."

Lin Han nodded and stepped aside. The student who had just arrived immediately gave up his seat and stood obediently with the other students.

"Everyone should watch carefully to see how Senior Si Yingshi operates. If you don't understand something, write it down and you can ask after class."

Lin Han reminded this group of absent-minded people.

Everyone felt that it was worth coming here today. Normally, they could only see the real person once every ten days or half a month. Today, not only could they get close to the celebrity, but they could also see him personally impart knowledge. How could they dare not watch it carefully?

Si Yingshi poured the flour back onto the chopping board and mixed it with milk that was 99% pure instead of water. As soon as he started kneading the dough, he could smell the milky aroma of the dough.

“Does the outer skin of the xiao long bao need to be so sweet? Won’t it steal the taste of the filling?”

A student raised a question, but Si Yingshi's subsequent actions made him shut up.

Si Yingshi mixed the crab roe with milk, then added various seasonings, wrapped it in the skin, and inserted a straw in the middle of each bun.

In less than twenty minutes, a pot of steaming hot dumplings came out of the oven.

"I had seen the crab roe soup dumplings in Shanghai, so I got the inspiration that day and wanted to make something similar, but not as big, so I made crab roe soup dumplings."

Si Yingshi explained his idea and handed one of them to Lin Han.

Lin Han looked at the soup dumplings and couldn't help asking, "What is this straw used for?"

"This one has soup inside. I think the soul of xiaolongbao should also have soup inside, but it's not as much as the soup dumpling, and the skin is relatively thicker than that one."

"it is good."

Lin Han stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth, and the juice burst out instantly. As the bun skin was chewed by his teeth, the fragrance slowly spread out and mixed perfectly with the stuffing.

Lin Han felt as if he was in a bustling city, watching people coming and going on the sidewalk, while he himself was eating steamed dumplings leisurely.

The moment he bit into the filling, the delicious crab roe pulled him directly from the bustling city to the beach. He felt the coolness of the sea breeze and watched everyone playing. That feeling of relaxation of mind and body came back.

Seeing Lin Han’s reaction, everyone wanted to try it out, but their numbers were limited, so they didn’t dare to step forward rashly.

"Si Yingshi, I think this recipe would be better if the skin was made more chewy. Although Xiaolongbao uses medium-gluten flour, we can use high-gluten flour."

After tasting it, Lin Han offered his own suggestions.

The bun skin still lacked a bit of feeling in the later stage. It went soft and limp into my stomach, which made the perfect work have a little flaw.

Si Yingshi accepted it humbly, nodded, and kept the matter in mind.

"There are still six dumplings left. To be fair, think about what I just said. Anyone who is interested can ask a question. If I think the question is meaningful, then you can have a chance to try the dumplings."

When everyone heard Lin Han say this, they immediately raised their hands and started asking Lin Han all kinds of questions, no matter how childish they were. Some even asked what high-gluten flour was.

Lin Han held his forehead with a headache and looked at Si Yingshi unconsciously, asking for help.

Si Yingshi spread his hands, indicating that he was powerless. The system of the Chinese Cuisine Research Institute was still not perfect, allowing anyone to enter.

"stop!"

When Lin Han heard another childish question, he interrupted it mercilessly and pointed out a few people in the crowd. He had just secretly observed them and found that these people were watching the most seriously.

If we ask them one by one, they won't be able to tell the difference between the dumplings even until dark, and it will also affect the taste of the food.

"Lin Hanjun, I would like to ask how much force is needed to knead dough with the heel of the palm?"

After hearing this question, Lin Han was sure that he was not mistaken and that the question he wanted to answer was asked.

"You only need 70% of your strength, and you can stop when the dough is about to split in two."

Lin Han skillfully answered six questions in succession and distributed six dumplings to the people who deserved them.

Then new rules were set for managers:

1. People who have not passed the cooking test are not allowed to enter the Chinese Cuisine Research Institute

2. A new product will be developed within half a month, and no matter whether it is good or bad, it will be sent to his email for review.

3. Those who enter the Chinese Cuisine Research Institute must undergo periodic assessments, and those who fail will be advised to leave.

Before Lin Han could say anything, Soma Yukihira came to inform him of the urgent news.

"Lin Hanjun, my father just called me and reminded me to be careful of the new people who have recently come to the academy. They may be harmful to us."

"He has already suffered the impact of this force over there. He will probably come to Totsuki soon, so he called to remind us."

Soma Yukihira told Joichiro Yukihira the entire content of the conversation he had just had with him.

"Teacher Suzuki?"

For some reason, Lin Han immediately thought of the man who had just left.

"No way."

Soma Yukihira has not yet suspected Suzuki. After all, what he learned from Suzuki was very rewarding and did not come at any disadvantage to them.

"Are you all here?"

Erina also ran over in a hurry and said that her father had just called to remind her that a group of mysterious people had invaded the culinary circles of various countries, and that the culinary world might not be peaceful in the future.

"I told you everything."

Si Yingshi was listening on the side and realized the seriousness of the problem. Seeing so many ears listening around him, he suggested

“Why don’t we find a quiet place and gather everyone together to talk.”

Lin Han agreed and left the rest of the matters to the administrator, and several people went to Pole Star Dormitory 5.7.

"Why are you all... together?"

Tansho Kei looked at the few people rushing over and was a little surprised. They had only been separated for a few hours, so how come they were all gathered together?

Without thinking much, she followed them to the conference room, where all the people participating in the WGO competition gathered together again.

Soma Yukihira and Erina explained the content of the phone call again.

Although some people had never met Mr. Suzuki, they began to talk about it after hearing about it.

"Mysterious man, why does it sound so exciting?"

One person asked with interest, obviously not paying attention to the matter

"Yeah, what can threaten us? Totsuki Academy also has administrators, it's not our turn to worry about it!"

"Yes, even if the sky falls, the president will still hold it up. We just need to do our part!"

【226】Mysterious organization! Late night cooking! (Please subscribe!)

Lin Han saw that one person took the lead, and the rest of the people started talking at the same time.

It's completely a nonchalant attitude.

"Quiet!"

As the leader, Erina sneered, these people are simply a bunch of frogs in the well, who only know how to look at what is in front of them. If this group of people threatens the academy, can they still study cooking here quietly?

"There's no point in saying more. Let's just let them go. Now that we've informed them of this, we've completed our mission."

Seeing that some people were getting impatient, Tanomo Megumi told Erina her thoughts.

When the participants of WGO dispersed and only a few of them were left, Soma Yukihira sighed deeply.

"Who are these people? Hasn't the president come back yet?"

When Lin Han heard Soma Yukihira's question, he suddenly remembered that today was the day when President Nakiri Senzaemon would return, and Suzuki, who had just left, was also stuck at this time.

The reason for doing so is simply to avoid a direct conflict with the president, so the president may be unaware of Suzuki's arrival.

"The president knows about this."

A familiar voice sounded, and the "clicking" sound of leather shoes hitting the ground became clearer and clearer, and they all turned around to look.

"Dojima Gin-senpai?"

Soma Yukihira exclaimed, shouldn't he be at Totsuki Resort? Why did he come to Totsuki Academy?

"The president left to deal with this matter. I didn't inform you before because I was afraid you would be distracted."

"I didn't expect them to arrive so quickly and extend their evil claws to the academy."

"Who are these people? My father didn't tell me clearly, but I could tell the situation over there was very bad."

Soma Yukihira asked Gin Dojima, wanting to know the truth of the matter.

"I'm not very clear about the specific origins of this group of people, but I know that they are from an organization called Midnight Cooks."

"We have found nothing in recent investigations. We only know the surface of this organization."

Dojima Gin frowned, looking worried.

"Late night cook?"

"Why is it called this name? Is it to come out in the middle of the night to cook delicious food?"

Tansho Kei asked innocently, she had always thought it was some evil organization that specialized in eating people, and this name sounded somewhat similar to Midnight Diner.

"No, their obsession with cooking is far greater than that of ordinary people, even us."

“It’s almost a state of madness.”

After listening to what Gin Dojima said, Lin Han immediately asked, "Senior Dojima, is there something wrong with the Totsuki Resort?"

Gin Dojima nodded, not wanting to think back to the days when Totsuki Resort had suffered a series of blows in the past.

"Some time ago, the Totsuki Resort was about to close down, and the murderer was attributed to this group of hateful mysterious people."

"They pretend to be high-class food reviewers and wantonly suppress our food, so that our customers are decreasing."

“Then a similar but more upscale resort opened next door.”

"How can this group of people maliciously smear us!"

Soma Yukihira was indignant. Business was so good when they went to the resort before, and even if there was competition from peers, the mining area was treated fairly.

"We didn't take it seriously before, but later we found out through secret investigation that the late-night cooks are the underground cooks in the food wars world, because they include the mafia and criminal groups who make food."

"Then just report them."

Erina didn't believe that the laws of the country would condone such reckless people.

"If it were really that simple, I wouldn't be here to remind you."

"They left no trace of where they had tampered, so it was extremely difficult to find evidence to prosecute."

After hearing what Dojima Gin said, everyone present fell silent.

Lin Han's intuition became stronger and stronger, and he mentioned Mr. Suzuki who suddenly came to the school a few days ago to Dojima Gin.

"What does this person look like?"

Dojima Gin asked Lin Han some specific details.