Even if the lv10 skill can be used alone, Kitahara Shuji slowly put down the kitchen knife and carefully studied the [Cooking Skills]. After upgrading to the intermediate level, he got the accessory skills - it seems that the more skill books are fused, the more skill books he gets when the skills are upgraded.
The more auxiliary skills there are, the more powerful they are, and Kitahara Shuji had nothing to do and chewed up all the recipes from East and Southeast Asia collected by Naotaka Fukuzawa.
It turns out that there is still such a thing. You have to pay attention to it when you learn skills in the future. You can't be greedy and keep pressing hard.
Fuyumi stood beside him with a small dark face, holding a sharp and long fish-cutting knife in her hand, and asked softly: "Is this the help you said?"
She had been patient for four days. At first she thought Kitahara Hideji had some fantastic idea, but now she saw it was pure nonsense, so she finally couldn't help but ask.
In the past four days, Kitahara Shuji arranged for her, Yuki and Haruna to take turns going to the hospital to guard Fukuzawa Naotaka, in the hope that Fukuzawa Naotaka's condition would improve, but he himself did nothing and just stayed in the store.
Playing with carrots.
The store is now a mess, with radishes piled up like a mountain, and the pungent smell of radish permeates the entire space, making people nauseous. The whole family is motivated to eat radishes to make pickles, but more than 90% of them are still wasted. If Hideji Kitahara
Without giving a reasonable explanation, the fish-cutting knife in Fuyumi's hand will be inserted into Kitahara Shuji's butt in the next moment - the family is already very difficult, and this guy still wants to build these planes? Are you here to help or are you here?
Adding to the chaos?
"I'm improving my cooking skills to prepare myself for becoming a general chef." Kitahara Hideji didn't hide it from Fuyumi. He said one thing and another. In ancient times, one understood the Tao by watching the river flow by, but now he masters it by chopping radishes.
The essence of cooking skills is the same in ancient and modern times, and each has its own merits.
Fuyumi was not mentally retarded, so she naturally didn't believe it, and her face turned even darker: "Using chopping radishes to improve your cooking skills?"
This is the basic skill of a chef, isn't it? It's equivalent to Su Zhen in swordsmanship! If you can improve your cooking skills in this way, then there will be chefs everywhere. There are so many famous chefs, do you still need them?
Kitahara Shuji smiled confidently and picked up the kitchen knife again. Suddenly his whole aura changed. It seemed that the entire kitchen had become his territory. Anyone or anything that went against his will would be vaguely ostracized - according to his skills
, now he is no worse than those professional chefs who have been working for many years, and with new subsidiary skills, he can also compete with those famous chefs who have unique skills.
Confidence comes from strength!
He smiled at Fuyumi and the others: "I have completed my cultivation, what do you want to eat? Come on, feel free to try my skills!"
Yuki sat in the corner of the kitchen, holding a white radish in one hand, burping and shaking her head repeatedly: "No, Xiuji, I really can't eat anymore. Now... no, I won't eat radishes anymore."
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Today is Haruna's turn to go to the hospital to take care of her, and her father, who is closest to her, is ill. Yuki is still very sad at home, and her mood has been very low. Fuyumi feels sorry for her, and also feels sorry for the wasted radishes, knowing that she likes to eat, so she places her there
She ate whatever she wanted in the kitchen, but she didn't stop. She turned her grief into appetite and ate all she wanted, but no matter how big her appetite she was, she was still a human being, and she would eventually have enough.
She was bringing two rabbits with her, but she was not a rabbit, so she couldn't stand having radishes as her staple food.
Kitahara Shuji was slightly embarrassed. Did this child develop radish phobia? He walked over and said softly to Yuki: "We don't want these radishes anymore. Don't force yourself to eat them. Now, let's change the taste. What do you want the most?"
Any food to eat?”
Xueli looked very pitiful sitting among the radish pile in the corner of the kitchen. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then said aggrievedly: "I want to eat the mustard bibimbap made by my mother. I haven't had it in a long time. I used to be able to eat ten bowls."
, but if you can’t do it, mom has an exclusive secret recipe.”
Kitahara Shuji smiled, took the radish in her hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll make mustard rice for you."
Xueli raised her head and glanced at him, shook her head stubbornly and said, "Mom's mustard bibimbap is really special. Even dad can't do it. You've never eaten it before. If you can't make it well, it's better not to make it."
"Let's try it!" Kitahara Shuji laughed again and went to wash rice.
Fuyumi followed him with a dark face and said angrily: "Are you going to continue to mess around? Didn't you say that you want to continue running the izakaya? The family doesn't have much money anymore, do you understand? There is not much money left!"
In fact, there is a little more. There should be more sellers, but Fuyumi is now extremely nervous and regards money as her life. Every time she spends one yen, she is cutting out her heart with a knife. Any behavior that makes the money in her hand disappear
They are all trying to kill her.
She regretted trusting Kitahara Hidetsu, but she couldn't reopen the business without Kitahara Hidetsu. Haruna was too young to support him, and she didn't think it was reliable to hire someone from outside. She began to debate whether to drive Kitahara Hidetsu away.
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Kitahara Shuji tilted his head and smiled at her, comforting: "We have another day to prepare today, and we will restart business tomorrow, no problem."
Fuyumi hesitated for a moment, and could only endure it for one more day. If Kitahara Hideji continued to act like this tomorrow, she would mobilize her sisters to beat him out.
However, these days there are only a few children who are still going to kindergarten without knowing the truth. The older ones have taken temporary leave. Now she has nothing to do. She just stands next to Kitahara Shuji and watches him make wasabi bibimbap. But looking at
After a while, I felt something was wrong and reminded me: "You shouldn't use this kind of rice. Mom didn't do this before."
If you want to pay attention to bibimbap, the choice of rice is very important. You even need several kinds of rice to match each other, so that you can have a perfect taste. If you choose rice randomly, it may become sticky and uncomfortable to look at. How is that possible?
tasty?
Kitahara Shuji chose three kinds of rice to match each other according to the method he learned. It is different from Fukuzawa's mother's recipe. Fuyumi must still think that her mother is the authentic one.
Kitahara Xiuji ignored her and just smiled and said: "I know it well."
Fuyumi glanced at him sideways, rummaged through the refrigerator, and said: "There is no fresh wasabi at home, and it is very expensive. Don't waste the ingredients!"
The wasabi in the izakaya is prepared for those diners who occasionally order sashimi, but Fukuzawa Naotaka is very particular and does not use horseradish to top up the meal. He really provides freshly ground wasabi - most of them are made to impress the blind, ordinary.
Diners can't tell how good it is.
Many people can't tell the difference between wasabi, wasabi and horseradish, and they basically eat them all.
Wasabi in Japanese cuisine actually refers to wasabi, and the toothpaste-like wasabi paste is not real mustard, but horseradish, and real mustard is a traditional spice - the wasabi bibimbap that Yuki wants to eat actually refers to
Freshly ground wasabi rice.
When Japanese people mention wasabi, they usually call it "wasabi", and the corresponding Chinese character name is "wasabi". It is a spice that replaced chili peppers in the Tang Dynasty of China more than a thousand years ago. It was spread to Japan three times.
I don’t know why it has become the common mustard in people’s minds today. It may be that the three tastes are too similar and I can’t tell them apart. And when paired with sashimi, that is, when eating raw fish, it should be a matching dish - it’s hard to tell now.
After research, I can’t explain why the Japanese dip their sashimi in freshly ground wasabi.
Wasabi is a very delicate plant. It has extremely high requirements for water temperature, water quality and soil salinity. It does not like light and only grows in moist and shady places at the roots of large trees. Even so, it will take a year or two for the flesh to mature.
The longer the growth time, the more delicate and high-quality the meat is - the artificially cultivated ones are on the sidelines, and the fast-growing ones are of average quality.
As far as cooking is concerned, wasabi is the authentic one, and horseradish is a substitute. The taste is two or three grades worse. It is a cousin of wasabi. It has its taste but not its magic. It is nicknamed horse radish, which is the relative of radish.
Brother, as for mustard, it is a traditional spice all over the world. It is very common. You can tell it by looking at the name. It is mustard seeds ground into powder, and it is the lowest among the lowest.
Fuyumi was still very concerned about the lack of fresh wasabi. If it didn't taste good, she might as well not make it and keep it to sell for money. But Hideji Kitahara ignored her and grinded the wasabi after taking it.
Wasabi itself is not spicy or irritating to the nose when eaten. Only during the fine grinding process, the myrosinase enzyme that is originally well water will react with glucosulfide, presenting a unique food style with a refreshing fragrance.
Kitahara Shuji operated in an orderly manner, using quick-freezing to lower the steaming rice to a temperature that could be eaten immediately. After filling more than half a bowl, he spread a thin layer of freshly ground wasabi on the rice, and then took it while avoiding the wasabi.
The prepared soy sauce and umami juice were poured over it, and finally it was served in front of Yukiri.
Xueli stretched out her nose and sniffed it carefully, and said with some confusion: "If mom doesn't make it like this, can it be delicious?"
Kitahara Hideji turned to serve the second bowl and said with a smile: "You will know after you try it."
Xueli mixed it with chopsticks, then picked it up and took a big bite. Then she held the bowl and lowered her head and was stunned.
Fuyumi looked at Kitahara Shuji, then at her sister, and asked with some expectancy: "How does it taste?" She hoped that Kitahara Shuji would be good at cooking so that her family's store could continue to operate.
Xueli didn't answer, she raised her head and had two lines of clear tears on her beautiful face. She just shed tears silently for a while, and then suddenly burst into tears.
Fuyumi was shocked and quickly went to grab her job, shouting: "What's going on? Is it too spicy?"
Xueli held the bowl in her arms and choked with sobs: "It tastes like my mother's. I miss my mother. Sister, please don't stop me and let me finish it!" After saying that, she lowered her head and started to chop the rice, crying as she did so.
, "I miss my mother, I miss my mother, woo woo..."
Fuyumi was pushed aside by Yuki, and she fell into deep confusion when she looked at her tearful sister.
Kitahara Shuji handed a bowl of rice in front of her, and said with a helpless smile: "You want to try it too?" He didn't expect Yuki to cry because of the wasabi that choked her nose, and she had been having trouble with it these past few days.
Are you in a bad mood?
Dong Mei took the bowl suspiciously. Looking left and right, she couldn't tell from the appearance that it was any different from what she had eaten before. Finally, she mixed it lightly, picked a chopstick and put it in her mouth. She felt that it was full of fragrance, and it was definitely fresh.
There is no doubt that wasabi is slightly pungent and makes the nose sour, but it has that kind of refreshing sourness that seems to dispel the heat of the hot summer in an instant. More importantly, it is indeed the taste of mother - just eat it
After eating such a mouthful of rice, I naturally thought of my mother's tenderness, her kind smile, and her sincere words.
Some are like opening dusty memories.
Fuyumi couldn't help but tears welling up in her eyes. She quickly lowered her head, wiped her tears and whispered: "It's so spicy, it chokes my nose, and the taste is just average!"