Chapter 1266

"Then tell me, why was he so skillful in taking out the lighter just now?" Erina looked at Yukihira Soma with wide eyes, but the latter was speechless for a moment.

Well, I carry a lighter with me, so I guess I'm still smoking, but...

"..."The focus of attention is whether there is something wrong!

Through the light, the Dengying beef, as thin as the shadow of a lamp, is spicy, fragrant, fresh, crispy, tender, and numb. It has a complete taste, which can be said to be six flavors in one.

On a medium-sized plate, eight large pieces of Dengying beef went into their stomachs, and after eating, they still felt like they still had more to eat.

"Hmm... the spiciness has been reduced, probably to cater to the taste of Japanese people." But what Uchiha Itachi was more concerned about was another point. There was a faint fragrance that had been floating around here, on the tips of the three people's noses. Lingering.

It was a soft smell that was different from the spicy smell. It was hard to describe, but also unclear.

"This smell, let me think about it..."

Suddenly, he raised his head and asked Chiba Lizi: "You added lemongrass to this? Right?"

"Yes!" Chiba Riko's eyes flashed and she nodded repeatedly. She is indeed a top food critic traveling around the world, and her grasp of taste is indeed extraordinary.

Citronella grass is a perennial herb produced in subtropical mountains. It was called Baomao in ancient times. It is used to worship the ancestors of heaven and earth. It is usually used as medicine in China. In the food circles of South Asia, India and Southeast Asia, lemongrass has been popular for many years. It is used when cooking soups and meats when you have free time. Lemongrass is usually included in their curries.

Peel off the outer leaves of lemongrass, leaving only the rhizome. Boil it with water until soft, and then break the rhizome. At this time, the lemongrass is already extremely soft and can be easily woven into a small grass blanket.

During the previous marinating process of beef, this small piece of grass blanket was placed on top of the seasonings and other marinating ingredients. The natural fresh aroma of lemongrass penetrated into the beef during the marinating process.

In this way, when they eat beef, they will feel that the beef has a very slight lemon aroma. It is this faint lemon aroma that makes the entire aroma blend together.

It is no exaggeration to say that this hint of fragrance complements the last wooden board of the barrel and brings the entire dish to life. It can be called the essence of this dish!

"Then, it's my turn."

"Can I have a moment?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded in Chiba Lizi's ears. He subconsciously listened to the words on the other side and stepped aside a little.

And Yang Ming, with his back straight like this, walked forward like a general returning home in triumph. The thousands of shouts in the stands were cheers for him, and the dishes in his hands were medals full of honors. From Chiba Rei He strode forward on the road that the child had just given up, and his peripheral vision never glanced at Chiba Lizi.

"Please use."

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"Erina, what are you standing there for? Why aren't you leaving?" Everyone in Jokusei House sitting in front of the TV was discussing the Shokuki just now. After a while, they felt something was wrong, and saw Erina standing on the TV. In the position in front of him, his eyes were dull and motionless.

"Oh...I'll come right over." The resurrected Erina responded, her eyes still on the competition field, where Yang Ming was tidying up the cooking table with elegant movements and putting the used kitchen utensils back to their original places one by one. Bit.

His movements were so gentle and his expression was so focused, as if what he was wiping was not the tableware bought from an outside wholesale store, but the jewels in Ekaterina's crown.

Correspondingly, Chiba Lizi stood aside with a pale face.

The Shokugeki show has ended, the spotlight on the stage has dimmed, and only a few or two are left in the audience. Chiba Riko feels as ridiculous as the clown who has just finished his performance.

"Qianye..." The gazes of her two good friends, Sun Li and Yang Mi, touched the depths of Qianye Lizi's heart.

"No need to comfort me." Chiba Lizi sighed, "If you lose, you lose."

"Chiba!"

"I told you to stop bothering me! Didn't you hear me?" Her eyes were slightly rippled. Upon noticing this, Chiba Lizi bit her lip hard and held it in tightly.

She had used the best ingredients she could think of, the most ingenious combinations, and the most exquisite proportions to cook the best dishes she could. Before the meal began, she was full of confidence.

At this moment, above Chiba Riko's head, the score on the electronic bulletin seemed to be mocking his arrogance and incompetence.

Three to zero!

A few months ago, she was one point lower than Yang Ming in the Diamond Cuisine Tokyo Competition. This time, she thought she might lose, but she never thought she would lose so completely.

Just like Sun Xingzhe, who was holding the sea-fixing needle and making trouble in the heavenly palace, he fell into the mortal world for five hundred years with a tap of the palm of Tathagata Buddha.

"In the second knockout round, Yang Ming wins!"

"Chiba Riko, do you accept this resolution?"

"I...I accept it."

The hollow reply echoed in the hall. Erina returned to her seat and couldn't help but glance at the TV.

Chiba Riko in the center of the stands was like a lonely trapped animal.

"Chiba lost..." Xingping Soma beside him sighed, "He lost so completely."

In the heart of this middle school boy, Chiba Riko is regarded as a big BOSS entrenched in his passage to the lower level of the magic tower.

Who knew that before he could level up, strengthen his soul, upgrade his shikigami, and use his strongest form to challenge, this BOSS would be killed by another big BOSS passing by.

Erina recalled the scene just now. When Chiba Riko's lamp shadow beef made everyone in the stands salivate and the momentum reached its peak, the "Swedish meatballs" served by Yang Ming immediately took away Chiba Riko's meat. Brilliance.

Ordinary Swedish meatballs are, at best, a circle of meatballs on a white plate, with some mashed potatoes and sauce on the other side for people to eat. Since it is a home-cooked dish, it naturally has no appearance at all.

As for Yang Ming's Swedish meatballs, the jade-colored mashed potatoes are smeared on the edges to form white feather-like flakes, but the mashed potatoes are used together to create a peacock shape.

The surface of the meatballs is covered with shiny brown sauce, which is shiny, and evenly sprinkled with minced herbs. The cranberry jam on the edge is surrounded by an arc, making it look like a work of art in a museum.

The inspectors looked very strange when facing this dish. From the first bite they took, they looked stunned and continued to taste without saying a word. Until the end of the final tasting, no one was interested in Yang Ming's dish. What criticism to make.