49: Chapter 49: The Best Dish Under the Light 49: Chapter 49: The Best Dish Under the Light Editor: Dragon Boat Translation Certainly, here is the translated text:
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A bowl of overnight rice was an essential ingredient for fried rice.
The reason was that the moisture in overnight rice had mostly evaporated, making the grains hard.
When stir-frying, it was easier for the grains to separate rather than clump together, which made controlling the heat and seasoning very difficult.
Xia Yu casually pulled a square Chinese chef’s knife from the knife rack.
The Jade Cutting Knife wasn’t necessary for handling vegetables.
This knife was ant for cutting at, and using it for vegetables would be a pure waste, a case of using a sledgehamr to crack a nut.
Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud…
The sound of rhythmic, lodious tapping imdiately emanated from the cooking station’s cutting board.
Hozoi Midori was slicing a pineapple.
She sliced a large pineapple in half, only used one half, and set the other aside.
Without peeling it, she used a narrow, sharp chef’s knife to cut the fruit.
Swish, swish, swish, the shadow of the knife moved crisscrossed, and in just a few seconds, the entire pineapple had been transford into evenly sized at cubes, which she poured out onto a plate.
Next, it was ti to cut the ham.
Hozoi Midori moved with ease, while slicing, she glanced at Xia Yu beside her.
Her face showed astonishnt.
Xia Yu’s knife skills were just too simple—to put it bluntly, it looked like he was being perfunctory, casually cutting the spinach and Qingjiang Vegetable into sections.
However, Hozoi Midori’s pupils soon contracted.
Xia Yu’s knife speed was becoming increasingly fast, and his hands beca a blur.
He intentionally picked out the spinach stems, focused on cutting them, and although the knife shadows seed to fall like sudden rain, each stroke was extrely precise, not only with a stable frequency but also striking the sa spot each ti.
It was like frantically chopping at a single strand of hair over and over.
It was horrifying.
Hozoi Midori wiped her eyes, taking another look at his hand, which was gripping the spinach stalks on the chopping board, and secretly broke into a cold sweat.
If the knife rhythm was slightly off, it wouldn’t be the spinach but the fingers that got cut.
Considering the speed and sharpness of the knife, if a finger got caught, it wouldn’t be just a simple cut.
For so reason, Hozoi Midori suddenly thought of her father.
Her father was the head chef at Beitiao Building, and when he cooked, he was equally adept.
Terrifying mastery of basic skills!
Along with the experience of a head chef!
In a few seconds, the knife shadows disappeared, and the feeling of pressure in Hozoi Midori’s heart quietly vanished too.
On the chopping board were finely chopped spinach stems, as if they had been ground up in a processor.
What was he planning to do?
Hozoi Midori was filled with curiosity.
For a fried rice dish, cutting vegetables so finely—it was like trying to dye the entire rice green?
Hozoi Midori imdiately understood the purpose of crushing the spinach.
But would such fried rice taste good?
In her heart, she shook her head.
Imagining a plate full of green fried rice presented before her, Hozoi Midori probably wouldn’t pick up her chopsticks, lacking any appetite.
Using no eggs, no ham, nor any sauces or seasonings, this pure vegetarian fried rice would hardly be called delicious, would it?
“You chose the wrong dish.”
“My Pineapple Curry Fried Rice could crush you in taste!”
Her gaze shifted back to the ingredients on the kitchen counter.
Eggs, pineapple cubes, ham cubes, and a block of solid curry…
Hozoi Midori regained her previous dominance, brushing off confusion.
“I am the victor—”
She lit the stove, poured oil, and cracked the eggs into the pan.
The spatula in Hozoi Midori’s hand acted like a sharp weapon on a battlefield, crushing the eggs that rapidly turned golden, followed by stirring in the ham cubes.
Hozoi Midori felt the scorching heat of the stove up close, slightly closing her eyes in enjoynt.
In this mont, she was the master of the flas!
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Over the past week, although Xia Yu’s cooking level only rose from lv10 to lv11, he spent most of his ti in Chef God Space, tirelessly researching new recipes while honing his basic skills.
Both his ‘knife skills’ and ‘heat control’ were maxed out, reaching the full value of 10 points for basic talent.
Up next was the advanced skills branch for his basics.
For instance, if he successfully advanced to a two-star chef, he would master the advanced knife technique, Fierce Bull Green Dragon Slash, continuing to allocate Talent Points to it.
Additionally, there was the advanced skill for ‘heat control.’ If he hadn’t exhausted all his Fa Points in practicing inside Chef God Space, Xia Yu would have exchanged for a Fire Control Skill Book a couple of days ago.
Xia Yu was preparing a dish called Vegetable dley Fried Rice.
This dish was known as “Cot Fried Rice” in the original story of Cooking Master Boy.
Of course, he didn’t have extra Fa Points to buy the Cot Fried Rice recipe from the Chef God Store.
So, what he was cooking was actually a non-glowing, trimd-down version.
This week, Xia Yu always had a question lingering in his heart.
Could he create glowing cuisine without learning blue recipes?
Cot Fried Rice was the project for his experint.
Naturally, the experint failed.
Until he left Chef God Space last night before going to sleep, Xia Yu hadn’t managed to create any dish that truly glowed, even if a completed dish scored 90 points from the system.
Nonetheless, his long-term experintation and research made Cot Fried Rice his strongest dish, beneath his “trump card” or “killer move” of glowing cuisine.
Xia Yu showed Hozoi Midori enough respect.
Bringing out glowing cuisine to crush Midori completely would be too much.
Regardless, Cot Fried Rice was enough to handle this culinary battle.
After cutting the vegetables, it was ti to boil and blanch them.
In a pot filled with water, he added a little oil and salt, and next to it, a small basin of ice water was ready.
Xia Yu filled a skimr with the chopped spinach and Qingjiang Vegetable segnts, put them into the hot water to blanch for about half a minute, and then quickly retrieved them, subrging them in the ice water to cool.
This step was crucial.
Cooling with ice water could lock in the vegetables’ juices and flavors, preventing them from being further stead and turning yellow by the hot water they were removed with.
Once the vegetables were drained, it was ti to fry!
In a hot pan with cold oil, he first added half of the chopped green onion to stir-fry until fragrant, then added a big bowl of overnight rice, using the spatula to vigorously stir and break it up until it separated into individual grains.
The following steps involved throwing in the minced spinach, stirring them well.
At this point, the spinach stem pieces were thoroughly mixed with the rice, and the dish in the pan began to take on a faint green hue.
Salt, shrimp powder, mushroom powder…
Because the two large woks were set on the sa stove, Hozoi Midori was less than half a step away from Xia Yu, and with larger frying actions, their elbows were about to bump.
She glanced over, watching as Xia Yu added one seasoning after another to the pan.
Her initially indifferent expression suddenly changed.
The spatula flipped over, and with a clatter, the seasonings mixed into the fried rice.
It seed as if a magic spell had been completed, and the entire pot of green cuisine emitted an enticing, fragrant aroma.
Just by taking a slight inhalation, disbelief appeared in Hozoi Midori’s eyes.
Her body felt as light as a feather.
A warm breath flowed through her chest, resembling springti and…
the earth?
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