Dishes that don’t shine are not good dishes

Pursuing Souls in Netherland (Middle and Lower ^5)

One second in the outside world is almost equivalent to 20 minutes or even 30 minutes at the kitchen table under the acceleration of the “hour” of the Clow card.

And the points consumed by Hei Yan are obviously not determined by the real world, but are proportional to Xie Yunfei’s somatosensory time flow.

In other words, it is the black flame that only burned for a second in the eyes of others, but directly spent 20,000 to 30,000 points to understand Yunfei.

Even if there are still a lot of deposits on the character panel, if they are not restrained, they will be exhausted in a short time.

It’s a pity that Xie Yunfei, who had already fallen into some indescribable emotion, didn’t care about these trivial things at all.

He just kept urging the black flames to burn the spherical kitchen utensils in front of him, so that the ingredients cooked in them could meet his requirements in the fastest way.

One pot, two pots, three pots…

In less than 30 seconds, on the kitchen table beside him, there were two hundred more cooking pots filled with ‘thick’ soup.

Yes, thick, or sticky.

No matter meat or vegetables, or fungi, fresh fish…Even the ingredients named as ‘fantasy’, after all, some can’t withstand the extreme heat of the Black Flame, and all of them melt in the soup, red Green, white, like some watery excrement left after diarrhea.

Seeing such a scene, the special chefs are okay, after all, they are well-informed, but the ordinary staff, or the onmyoji from Huakaiyuan, all of them looked ugly, and some even couldn’t hold back. I retched.

“What are these?!”

“Is that something people can eat?”

“Master Xie was hit so hard that he lost his mind and went crazy?”

…

Rumors spread everywhere.

Even those special chefs looked at each other at this time, not knowing what the young people in the distance were trying to trick.

Because of the different speed of time, Xie Yunfei couldn’t hear the words of the people around him clearly. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.

…Two minutes later.

“The first step, thick soup, is done.”

Xie Yunfei let out the last drop of turbid soup from the spherical kitchen utensils, and said in his mouthSaid.

Maybe someone has already guessed that Xie Yunfei is cooking a kind of soup right now.

The name of the soup spot is ‘Century Thick Soup’.

This is the most suitable dish among Xie Yunfei’s existing golden recipes. After all, it was originally designed to help “Sword Emperor” Levi revive Kaling, who had almost half of her foot in the grave.

As for other dishes… It’s a pity that either the ingredients are difficult to obtain, or the personal happiness bonus will drop from the golden level after being modified.

In fact, even the ‘Century Soup’, with the help of ‘Time’, it takes about a month in the real world, at least 8 hours a day, from preparing the ingredients to completing the entire cooking.

After waiting for so long, Feifei’s body may have already rotted away.

In order to prevent long nights and more dreams, Xie Yunfei decided to temporarily change the cooking method before starting to cook.

The orthodox method of making century thick soup is to prepare a large iron pot in the kitchen space, and place it there to slowly boil and refine.

In the end, all the ingredients gradually melted, and the delicious factor was completely integrated into the small bowl of soup.

At this time, Xie Yunfei slightly reversed the cooking process.

In the burning of the Black Flame, which could not exist in the real world, the ingredients in the spherical kitchen utensils, except for the medicinal materials that were added at the end, all turned into rotten things, mixed in the upper layer of the soup, and with the Boiling bubbles keep rolling.

Among other actions that seemed similar to others, only Xie Yunfei, who is a cook, knows that every time he uses the spherical kitchen utensils, every time he ignites a black flame, the soup that is finally poured into the pot will be thicker than before.

In a more intuitive way, if the “semi-finished products” that Xie Yunfei poured into the cooking pot beside him had a degree of completion, then the first one must be the lowest, and the last one must be the highest.

Take the strainer and remove the viscous substance above the soup.

This is just the most preliminary filtering.

Even so, with the disappearance of the obstruction, the invigorating fragrance also dissipated in an instant.

“What does it smell like? It smells so good.”

“It’s the smell of the soup that Master Xie just brought out!”

“Woooooo, as long as I can taste it, I’m willing to live a few years less.”

…

Many people who were still muttering in secret, immediately defected to the camp, and the rest, after a moment of hesitation, joined the support team.

He didn’t care about the insignificant others, or in other words, from the beginning to the end, Xie Yunfei didn’t get distracted. Throwing away dozens of filter screens covered with greasy stains, he raised his hand self-consciously…

“—(zhao)!”

It was no longer a black flame, but an ordinary orange-red flame.

The temperature is no longer the kind of scorching heat that makes people feel uncomfortable when they get close to a certain distance. Instead, it is more inclined to the slow fire used when boiling soup.

Putting aside “fantasy” and “personality”, in Xie Yunfei’s view, the “improvement” of soup dishes is nothing more than purification and refinement.

In other words, it is the increase in the concentration of umami in the soup.

As long as you understand this, many things will naturally become much simpler.

“Concentration, no, the power of ‘time’?”

Li Huang stared at the young man in the distance, and said with emotion in his mouth.

This is the second time she has seen the other party make similar dishes. The last time, because she was in the body of something inexplicable, many things seemed to be separated by a layer of veil, so she couldn’t fully understand them.

“That’s right, it’s ‘time’.”

Luo Hao on the side nodded. The gap between the high-star special chef and the medium-star special chef, or between the seven-star special chef and the top six-star special chef seems to be small, but it is actually huge.

Many six-star special chefs, even after spending 30, 40, or even 50 years, still cannot become high-star special chefs.

It’s not because their basic skills are not solid enough—in fact, the basic skills of many six-star special chefs are even comparable to those of high-star special chefs—but because they haven’t understood the essence of cooking.

The profound meaning of temperature, the profound meaning of taste, the profound meaning of plate arrangement…

It sounds a bit mysterious, so let’s put it another way.

When one of these four basic skills has been studied to a certain extreme, such as heat, knife skills, pastry making, and food identification, cooks will naturally understand the inevitable connection between it and cooking. After several generations of continuous accumulation, these connections will be sorted and classified, and finally some unique advanced cooking techniques will be formed.

Explosive Flame, White Luo Snake Transformation Training, Silver Pot Ten Pot Turning, etc., were all studied by the predecessors in this way.

Of course, it’s not all about skills. Juxialou’s specialty Juxia sauce, Bailuo’s old Shuhan noodles, and ingredients treasured by other Chinese culinary families can also be said to be the products of profound meanings.