The road to cooking is indeed like sailing against the current. The old man Xia Qing told the truth, but he rarely went back to Shu. He knew best whether he came back specifically to check his grandson's cooking skills.

at this time.

In the practice kitchen in Ju Dingstairs backyard, Xia Yu was unaware of the outside situation and was still focused on "cultivation".

By the way, practice makes perfect. If the cooking is shining, it is not necessary to mention other difficult and metaphysical things. The chef should at least practice the proficiency of the recipe until it is full. He squatted down to the doors and windows, and added new charcoal to the charcoal pile in front of him. Of course, the 'Moors oil' metaphor of the explosive casting material is indispensable in the structure of his new recipe.

A crack was opened at the door, and the sound was very light. The focused Xia Yu did not notice the movement and several faces approached the gap.

Just in time, Xia Yu shook the glass cup, and a ball of golden grease fell into the charcoal pile. In an instant, the flames buzzed and the whole room was immediately illuminated like a furnace world.

"Um?"

Several pairs of eyes that were observing in secret condensed slightly.

Xia Yu turned to the workbench and paused. Perhaps he had noticed the breath of the doors and windows outside, but he just shook his head and did not scold him. These days, the Yuanyue team had observed the fewer times in secret? They were all their own people, so he didn't care.

He picked up the hollow iron ball with a crack in two halves, Xia Yu wiped it clean with a rag, and then held the chopsticks and picked up several pieces of meat from the plate, stuffed it into the inner cavity of the iron ball.

"Is this iron ball a kitchen utensil?" Outside the doors and windows, several faces that were close to the gap were full of doubts.

Although the old man Xia Qing was born in poverty, he had accumulated so many years of experience and had extraordinary experience. As for Yan Qi, the leader of the dark world, his eyes moved from the iron ball to the meat slices in his cavity, and then looked at the charcoal piles that rose up on the ground, and suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity, "...This iron ball, and chains, is like a must-have tool in an ancient recipe."

Yan Qi almost called out the name of the recipe "Kaihua Guoba".

Click!

A single iron ball was buckled and in this cycle, Xia Yu got several hollow black iron balls stuffed with slices of meat.

Soon, the sound of crisp chains resounded.

Seeing Xia Yu holding a large bunch of chains in his hand, the iron balls were suspended in the air, colliding with each other, making clangs, Xia Qing and Yan Qi looked at each other.

"I'll just say it."

After a long time, I heard the sound of Zhaoji. On the outside, I heard the sound of the house. "No wonder, from morning to night, I could hear the noise of clang every time I passed by the yard."

He may be the one who is the most unhuman in the Totsuki team. Xia Yu went into seclusion, Zhu Qing, Maki and Erina followed closely to know Xia Yu's progress. Miyoko, Tamakawa sisters and Kobayashi Gentian seniors also knew that these movements were created by Xia Yu, but they did not know the general structure of the recipe.

The blazing flames make the space inside the house look like the inside of the Bagua furnace.

Xia Yu is like a great saint locked in the Bagua furnace by the Grand Lord of the Supreme Court. He has magical powers and is not afraid of flames.

In just a few minutes, the several large iron balls that kept swinging in the sea of ​​flames had gradually burned red from the beginning of the black metal shape, and the temperature suddenly increased, changing toward orange-red.

This is a "temperature" that ordinary people cannot understand and cannot control. There is no doubt that if someone tries to take a piece of red-hot iron slices, roast beef and pork, or something, and prepares to hold a teppanyaki feast, the slices will definitely burn smoke when they paste the red-hot iron pieces, and then turn into a ball of black dry wood meat.

"It's like using the 'red pot' to stir-fry pork belly." Yan Qi whispered.

"Since he was able to stir-fry pork belly in a red pot very early, it would be no problem to use red iron balls and secretly braised pork slices after a year." Xia Qing said coolly, without any touch on the flames of his grandson in the house.

Suddenly, Xia Yu stopped.

The flames stopped spewing, and the house was silent.

Seeing Xia Yu turn his head and hold a large clay pot, holding it, holding the iron spoon at the same time, I don’t know how he did it, and gently tapped a mechanism of the burning red iron ball with the handle of the iron spoon. With a click, the iron ball cracked a small gap. Xia Yu held the spoon and poured water into the inside of the iron ball. One iron ball was about two spoons of sauce.

The sauce was poured on the meat slices inside the iron ball, but it caught fire in an instant. Xia Yu moved very quickly. In just a few seconds, the flame that had just emerged was isolated by the sealed iron ball.

"Buzz"

The air was shaken again by the swinging iron ball.

Very suddenly, a trace of fragrance surged towards the doors and windows. Everyone who was observing secretly was immediately treated with the ultimate taste of the cuisine, captivating, and blank expressions on their faces.

The sound of "bang" awakens everyone.

It may have only been ten or twenty seconds, or several minutes. In short, when everyone came to their senses, the iron balls in the house had been opened, and a pile of barbecue slices were spread on the plate, piled up into the top of a hill, and it was steaming.

Xia Qing and Yan Qi looked at each other and reached out to push the door.

Hearing the footsteps, Xia Yu did not raise his head, but just stared at the barbecue on the plate with his arms around him, his eyebrows slightly frowned. He was still not very satisfied with the dishes.

The sound of "hiss" sucking breath.

Someone stole the food and reached out to grab a piece of steaming meat. Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers were clamped, there was a high temperature of almost scalding the skin. The old man Xia Qing twitched, holding back the high temperature, and opened his mouth and bit the slices of meat. Now the teeth were fighting, and his originally serious and serious face was shocked.

puff.

The clothes exploded, it was the top.

Another voice said: "It's the essence of the explosion of flame again, it's so wonderful!"

Xia Yu finally realized something was wrong. The sound was obviously an old man, not a delicate and beautiful girl. He turned his head and looked at Yan Qi in surprise. The dark world leader seemed to be in a scene where the red iron ball was spinning rapidly, and said: "The seemingly rough and rough fire can't be gentle and delicate inside. The small fire is hidden in the big explosion, and the flames on the surface are compressed essence. The explosion of the fire is the perfect state of explosion flame!"

Yan Qi admired Xia Yu's explosive flame skills.

After all, this cooking skill originated from the dark cuisine world, and he can do it, but in terms of realm and attainment, he is still a little far from Xia Yu. No matter what, Yan Qi, who has learned all the cooking skills of the dark world, is not specializing in the same way, so it is not difficult to understand that it is a bit weak in this regard.

Xia Qing's throat was squirming, swallowing the meat, and sweating on his forehead, saying, "This is a 70-year-old beef pellet."

There are slices of meat on the plate, which vary in size and shape, and there are also meat pellets, and it is a "snowflake beef beef pellet" carefully cut by Xia Yu. If the beef pellets are not roasted before, the beef pellets are distributed with very beautiful white snowflake textures. After roughly roasting, although the white texture of the meat pellets is gone, these textures will turn into boiling and thick butter beef sauce in Xia Qing's mouth.

"Seven years mature?"
Chapter completed!