"Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and the world has light and shadow."

At some point, Mr. Yu, who should have left, appeared in the Yukihira Hotel again, uttering a sigh that Soma Yukihira couldn't understand.

And Joichiro Yukihira, who was known as Shura, finally couldn't help but look serious when he saw Mr. Yu.

"Master Yuhuo, how could he suddenly master the ritual technique?"

Mr. Yu's face looks like a gangster, with four scars on each side, which only adds to his majesty.

"How do I know?"

"If I hadn't suddenly felt the aura of the ritual, I wouldn't have rushed here. I thought you had made another breakthrough..."

A strange old man seemed to be very familiar with his father, but to Souma Yukihira he was a stranger he had never seen before.

"Dad..."

Just as he was about to ask, Mr. Yu's face turned around and looked at Yukihira Soma. That extremely majestic and terrifying face looked at him. Even with Yukihira Soma's character, he couldn't help but be frightened. Jump.

"Ichiro, your son's qualifications are indeed not bad, he is not much worse than you!"

Just when Husband Yu was still about to speak, Zhao Youqian had reached the final step of adjusting the meat filling. Two chopsticks were opened and inserted into the meat filling. The onion and ginger water kneaded with onion and ginger was stirred step by step and mixed into the meat. Among the stuffing.

"This is... fetching water? Why do we need to use this method to make Shaomai?"

Husband Yu is not a person without vision.

On the contrary, his knowledge of chef skills may be broader than that of many super chefs.

Listening to the sound of Zhao Youqian constantly stirring in one direction, watching the meat filling absorb all the onion and ginger water bit by bit, the pink meat filling that originally revealed became more crystal clear, as if it was coated with a layer of sparkling water. Like sparkling light.

The so-called watering is to add water into the meat at the same time to make the meat more tender and juicy during cooking.

It is generally used in quick stir-fries or as fillings for pasta such as dumplings and wontons.

But this method is really rare for unwrapped siomai.

If it were normal, Zhao Youqian would definitely not be able to help explain what he is proud of when he hears this kind of question. Unfortunately, he fell into a ritual state for the first time at this time. Zhao Youqian has not yet fully grasped this feeling, so naturally he did not dare to break it casually. This state.

Fortunately, there is a former delicious pioneer beside them, a terrifying man called "Shura" by the Dongyingzhou cuisine community.

"Not all siomai does not use this method. There is something called whole-meat siomai in the northwest of Yaozhou. It relies solely on beef and mutton to make the meat filling. You need to use the method of fetching water. When you bite into the siomai , the wild umami flavor of beef and mutton combined with the hot juice bursts out in your mouth!"

As if a violent tornado of delicious food appeared before his eyes, Yukihira Joichiro showed a look of fascination.

"That fiery taste is hard to forget even now!"

Looking at Zhao Youqian who had already prepared the meat filling and started to process the eggs and vegetables, Seiichiro stopped staying and joined the kitchen on the other side.

He knew that if he didn't take action, he might really be defeated by Zhao Yougan.

Shura in the culinary world, when did he ever give in?

Sensing the sudden change in his father's demeanor, Yukihira Souma felt his heart beat with fear. He could only feel this kind of temperament of his father every time he argued about whose cooking was more delicious.

Why is it suddenly happening now?

"Kids from the Yukihei family, watch out!"

He has a cane in his hand, but with his majestic look, Yu Huohuang doesn’t seem to need the help of a cane.

The wooden crutch fell on Souma Yukihira, but Souma Yukihira's shoulders suddenly sank, as if he was carrying dozens of kilograms of rice, and his heels were a little unsteady.

"Shura in the cooking world is going all out, and I haven't seen him in many years!"

Before he had time to think about why a wooden cane was so heavy, Soma Yukihira turned his head and looked at his father, who was already exuding an aura that seemed to be surrounded by flames.

Just the first time the knife fell, it already grabbed everyone's attention!

"Da da da!"

The sound is as fast as a shower, like heavy rain falling on a plate, but it is crisp and clean.

With just a few strokes of the knife, all the ingredients have been completely processed.

A faint fluorescent light emits from the ingredients, which is obviously a symbol that the energy has been fully activated.

Just the raw ingredients seem to have an extremely alluring aroma coming out. Coupled with Seiichiro's control over everything, the enthusiasm of being completely devoted to the cooking can infect almost everyone.

But what's even more surprising is that with such a strong aura, even an ordinary special chef would never be able to hold a knife. However, Zhao Youqian still carried out the movements of his hands in an orderly manner, with a vague sense of detachment.

Rhythm.

I don’t know when Zhao Youqian started to have a piece of dough wandering around in his hand, like a rubber ball full of elasticity, swinging back and forth between his two palms.

Among the flour flying in the sky, Zhao Youqian's eyes became clearer and clearer.

"Clang!"

There was a muffled sound followed by rubbing, pulling, stretching and throwing.

The dough was quickly kneaded into balls of different sizes, and then a thin and translucent dough appeared.

No matter what kind of siomai you are making, whether it is Cantonese-style seafood flavor, southern glutinous rice and lard siomai, or even northwest meat-filled siomai, the most important thing is the dough.

Being as thin as a cicada's wings is the basic requirement, but it also needs to have a certain degree of flexibility to cover the rich interior and not be damaged by high-temperature cooking.

The Cantonese style will put some alkali in it, so it will often show a yellow color, and the Cantonese style filling with seafood is also the best match for this kind of dough. However, the recipe Zhao Youqian wants to restore is the famous recipe in Yaozhou hundreds of years ago.

A classic dish.

Although it has been lost, the few words passed down are still known. In addition to the proportion of fillings, the special dough is also the key.

He noticed that a strange aroma was forming, and when he saw Zhao Youqian closing his eyes and concentrating after putting the wrapped siomai into the steamer, Mr. Yu let out a long breath.

‘I just don’t know if this level of cooking has been mastered by Yugan boy for a long time, or if he has just made a breakthrough. If it’s the latter...'

Husband Yu could no longer describe Zhao Youqian's terrifying potential. It was a talent he had never seen before.

He had no idea that the piece of snake jade he gave away had directly caused Zhao Youqian's current breakthrough.

As time goes by, a restrained but tantalizing fragrance slowly floats out.

Zhao Youqian, who had gradually withdrawn from the ritual state, also regained his flexible and changeable eyes.

The white steam dyed the kitchen into a fairyland, and the aroma gradually became stronger...finally!

There was a 'clang' sound.

Zhao Youqian put out the fire and brought the steamer to Yu Huobong and Xing Ping Soma.

“Golden Ratio Shaomai!”

“Please taste it!”

As soon as the lantern was opened, a light flashing with a faint golden light suddenly flashed away. It seemed like an illusion, but it completely attracted everyone present!

"This is?"

Just inside Sengen Shrine, the high priest who was about to take a rest had not yet taken off his clothes. Suddenly his expression changed and he looked towards the Kyoto Royal Commercial Street!
Chapter completed!