69: Chapter 69: The Ultimate Fla (Part 1) 69: Chapter 69: The Ultimate Fla (Part 1) Flas!
Hozoi Midori stepped back two or three steps, but the rolling heat waves still hit her face, giving her the illusion of being in a furnace.
Sweat imdiately appeared on her forehead.
Continuing to retreat to the kitchen entrance, the scorching aura slightly weakened.
After the crowd outside exclaid, an eerie silence followed.
The faces of the onlookers were illuminated by the flas, their eyes reflecting the roaring and rampaging fire snakes.
The entire stove was almost engulfed in flas.
“What…
what is he doing?!” Hozoi Midori could hear Feng Zhizi Ya Kan’s whisper.
After a brief mont of distraction, the woman recovered her composure, a hint of undisguised mockery in her eyes.
“These kinds of flas…
does he take for a re spectator, an amateur?”
Feng Zhizi Ya Kan glanced sidelong at the guests’ faces of amazent, chuckling softly, “Big flas are just a show, ant to intimidate.
Dishes cooked with such flas will carry a strong smoky flavor and, with slight negligence, the ingredients will beco scorched, equating to a failure!”
“Does he think I am easily fooled?” Feng Zhizi couldn’t help but cross her arms.
Though she wasn’t a professional chef, she was at least a gourt who had tasted all kinds of high-end cuisine.
She understood so basic cooking knowledge.
Truly exquisite culinary skills always finish a dish nonchalantly.
Exaggerated cooking techniques are more of a display, with more to do with showing off and are fundantally impractical!
Hozoi Midori, with her back to Feng Zhizi, inwardly agreed a little with the woman’s point of view.
For example, her father, Beitiao Building often hosted celebrities and politicians who didn’t understand cooking, just to watch the spectacle, and to cater to them, her father often cooked publicly like this to satisfy their pursuit of visual effects.
Of course, in the hands of a top chef, the harm flas cause to a dish is minimized, with the smoky flavor slightly apparent but not destroying the taste and texture of the dish itself.
If it weren’t for last night, witnessing Xia Yu cooking ‘Big Blast Fried Pork,’ Hozoi Midori would be very nervous right now.
Last night’s terrifying high temperature of the red pot “fla” was actually no less than the current rolling fla waves.
So Midori was very much looking forward to what Xia Yu would present this ti.
The crowd watched the spectacle, both Feng Zhizi and Midori were seemingly understanding, yet the one who saw a bit of the expertise was Reiko Lina, who only knew the turmoil within herself.
Culinary Skill!
Reiko Lina took a deep breath and tightly fixed her gaze on the burning wok.
She happened to stand on the stairs, looking down at the kitchen from above, which allowed her to observe the flas acting like a hurricane, with a calm and quiet eye inside.
The Shuchuan Re-fried Pork about to be completed was in this area, surrounded by the raging fire, yet the ingredients themselves hadn’t caught fire.
This technique was filled with a sense of acrobatics.
Reiko Lina faintly felt a sense of familiarity.
The ‘Big Blast Fried Pork’ she ate last night seed to use the sa fla cooking skill, yet only one night had passed, and Xia Yu seed to have grasped so essence of this culinary skill.
At this ti, with the scorching and roasting of the high-temperature flas, a strong and overbearing rich aroma swept out.
The rich aroma had spiciness but wasn’t pungent.
Just by slling this aroma, many spectators’ eyes shone green, incessantly wiping the drool at the corners of their mouths.
Feng Zhizi took a strong whiff of the rich aroma and couldn’t remain calm as her face showed surprise and doubt.
“Done—”
Snap.
With a snap of his fingers, the flas surrounding the wok gradually dissipated.
Xia Yu glanced at the remaining half bottle of Red Star Erguotou beside him.
It wasn’t magic; adding white wine to hot oil could ignite, but it’s not recomnded for amateurs to imitate, since without cooking skill, igniting like this would not only ruin a dish but might also set oneself on fire.
Of course, this was Xia Yu’s helpless move.
Knowing that the original ‘Bursting Fla Chef’ Ya Kan from the manga possessed inner strength, a martial arts expert, who during a duel with the protagonist on the Yangtze River, set the river ablaze to grill the fish, creating a spectacle much more fantastical than Xia Yu’s re-fried pork cooking.
Without any inner strength, he had to resort to external forces to perform the ‘Bursting Fla’ cooking skill.
Sprinkling white wine ignites, and the dish inevitably bears a wine flavor.
Therefore, Xia Yu tried hard in the Chef God Space until nearly morning to overco this, knowing only the toughness of altering the recipe firsthand.
With a few swooshes of the spatula, he plated the dish.
Placing a plate of aromatic re-fried pork on the kitchen counter, Xia Yu turned around and gestured to Feng Zhizi outside the door, “Miss Feng Zhixi, my dish is ready.
Taste it and you’ll know, this is currently the ultimate I can achieve in cuisine!”
Saying that he added in his heart: it was the ultimate of flas!
“The ultimate in cuisine?”
Feng Zhizi pursed her lips as she walked over.
Faced with the mont, she suddenly felt afraid.
This feeling wasn’t sourced from the cuisine.
On the table, the re-fried pork glowed with an oily sheen.
Green garlic strips and dried red chilies were mixed with the slightly curled stir-fried at slices.
The bottom of the white ceramic plate was filled with red oil sauce, which could be said to be one of the essences of this re-fried pork, with the Shuchuan Bean Paste imparting a special spicy and aromatic flavor to the sauce.
rely sneaking a few glances at the dish made Feng Zhizi feel a rapid secretion of saliva, the demon nad appetite roared and escaped from the cage, rampaging within her innermost being.
“Here are the chopsticks for you—” Xia Yu specifically handed her a pair of clean chopsticks.
Feng Zhizi received the chopsticks but didn’t imdiately pick up the food.
“What’s the matter?” Xia Yu asked with a smile, “Rest assured, it’s definitely not dark cuisine.
You will enjoy it.”
He emphasized the word “enjoy,” giving it a profound aning.
“Just to be clear, if it doesn’t satisfy , the one who will lose face is not , but you.” Feng Zhizi stubbornly threw a harsh remark.
Her right hand tremblingly held the chopsticks, picked up a piece of at soaked in the red sauce, and slowly brought it to her mouth.
“Ah…”
As the at slice entered, Feng Zhizi’s eyes suddenly widened.
Smooth!
Tender!
She didn’t even use her teeth, the at slice seed to lt on her tongue.
The pork belly was undoubtedly rich and tender, the rich aroma spread along her tongue, and imdiately exploded in her entire mouth.
Feng Zhizi was instantly lost in a sea of fragrance, her eyes forming a layer of misty tears, it was delicious enough to cry.
“How is it, delicious right?” Xia Yu smiled beside her.
Opened her mouth and inhaled a breath of air, Feng Zhizi was about to speak, but at this mont, the air seed to ignite a fla, another completely different flavor from the rich aroma exploded in her mouth!
Ah.
She scread internally, at this mont Feng Zhizi felt as if she stood at the volcano’s mouth, bare, with layers of rising hot magma at her feet, Feng Zhizi desperately ran down the mountain, only to slip midway, falling into a hot spring of red oil.
The scorching red oil imdiately engulfed her.
She struggled frantically, her fair body marked with burning red traces.
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