Chapter 706

Cheng Rang opened the text message curiously, only to find it was a photo.

On top is a pot of boiled fish fillet covered with chili peppers, exuding an alluring heat, which is particularly mouth-watering under the warm yellow light. There is even text below.

"Boss, boss, it's been raining here for several days, and I suddenly discovered this dish called boiled fish. Although it's very spicy, it's so delicious! (I'm sweating all over after eating it~)"

Cheng Rang smiled sarcastically and typed out a reply: "You're enjoying your meal, but I'm still working here."

After that, he took a picture of the messy flooded basement in front of him.

Vera Garcia: "Hey, thanks to Big Brother, I can relax in this world. I don't have to worry every day that I will die as soon as I open my eyes. I am currently on a happy trip and want to meet Big Brother Share my happiness."

Vera Garcia: "Come on! (><)"

This is the second time Cheng Rang has officially used the chat module in the system to chat with other players. The first time he tested this function, the two of them only sent each other "111, test + hello".

Unexpectedly, it even has the function of attaching pictures and emojis, which is really for her to understand.

Chapter 52 Cooking time

However, since you can add friends to chat, it proves that this system is indeed not just a single-player game, but also has some social attributes.

Just talking about this chat interface, Cheng Rang found the real-time trading function under the category.

[Your friend Vera Garcia applies for trading items. 】

After clicking OK, Cheng Rang had an extra portion of packaged, steaming boiled fish in his backpack.

Vera Garcia: "So if I eat good food, I will definitely not forget the boss. Please use it slowly~"

Take the boiled fish out of the backpack.

[Freshly cooked boiled fish fillet consumables (food) quality: white, ordinary description: oily but not greasy, spicy but not dry, numb but not bitter, and the meat is smooth and tender. It is said to be a famous specialty dish in Sichuan and Chongqing. It is very popular. Suitable for getting rid of moisture on humid and rainy days - Vera Garcia]

Good guy, how can we express food so conveniently? !

Cheng Rang: "Thank you, I originally thought about going there to have a meal in person, but it's more convenient now."

Vera: "You're welcome!"

After a few casual chats, Cheng Rang seemed to have found a way to eat specialties from around the world while sitting in the teacher's office.

After asking Vera to find some good wine for him to try, Cheng Rang closed the chat interface and continued working.

After spending a whole morning cleaning up the underground activity area, I was finally able to return to the ground and enjoy the food I just got.

Today, Class E’s fourth period, which is approaching lunch break, happens to be home economics.

Koro-sensei, wearing a chef's hat and holding a spatula in his hand, was standing in the home economics classroom and explaining how to make this dish on the blackboard.

"Students, what I'm going to teach you today is a famous dish that I had as a teacher in Sichuan - Mapo Tofu."

On the clean and tidy iron stove, the students in Class E were divided into groups, and the required seasonings and ingredients were placed in front of each group.

"Cooking, this is my favorite course..." Xiao Mo put on an apron and stared at the ingredients in front of him with bright eyes.

"Can Xiao Mo know how to cook?" asked Mao Yefeng at the side.

Xiao Mo shook his head, "I haven't tried it often. My brother or sister Yisha usually cooks it for me, but I've always wanted to try it."

"It just so happens that today is also a good opportunity, let's work together?"

"Um."

Nagisa Shiota, Kaede Kayano, Xiao Mo and Ye Akabane form a group of four. There are currently 28 students in Class E. A group of four can be divided into seven groups.

Korosensei excitedly introduced the origin of this dish in front of the stage, and talked about his experience of flying to Sichuan to eat this most authentic dish in person.

However, since the students had never been there, they often complained about Koro-sensei's lectures, which were akin to showing off.

"Oh hehehe, today's humid weather is the best time to eat some hot food to warm up. The ingredient list of this dish was obtained from the chef after I humbly consulted him for a long time. So, then... Let me write it on the blackboard."

After a few swipes, the originally blank blackboard was filled with the steps for making this dish, and even carefully drawn chalk drawings showed the precautions for making the dish in detail with pictures and texts.

But even though I got the recipe from an old chef...

"Koro-sensei, why are all the seasonings followed by "appropriate amounts"? ! "

[Appropriate amount of cooking wine, appropriate amount of bean paste, appropriate amount of minced ginger and garlic, appropriate amount of light soy sauce, appropriate amount of starch, appropriate amount of oil and salt...

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"This is totally a recipe for whatever happens!" Everyone pointed at the words on the blackboard and were dumbfounded.

Koro-sensei lifted up his apron and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Well, about this, that's exactly what the cooking master taught me."

The quality of Chinese cuisine is entirely down to skill and experience, and the temperature and temperature of the dishes can be determined as you wish.

Comments such as "pot gas" are even more confusing to students who have not had much exposure to this type of cooking.

The last sentence on the blackboard - when cooking, the chef's "love" should be infused into the dishes. This is the key to the soul.

"What do you mean, does it still glow when you open the lid?"

"——Do you consider yourself the little master of China?!"

Just when everyone was protesting dissatisfied with the recipes on the blackboard that were too arbitrary, the aroma coming in from outside the door entered the nostrils disobediently.

Cheng Rang was passing by with a pot of fragrant boiled fish fillets in his arms, and stopped when he noticed several lines of sight directed at him from the classroom.

"Oh, hello, classmates, are you taking home economics class?"

"Teacher Cheng, the thing in your hand smells so good. What is it?"

"The boiled fish was sent by the teacher's friend from thousands of miles away."

Looking at the pot of red peppers and Sichuan peppercorns with bright oil and tender snow-white fish fillets, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Cheng Rang looked down at the boiled fish in his arms, and then looked at his classmates who kept swallowing their saliva.

"Want to eat?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" They all nodded.

Fuwa Yuzuki complained with her insulated gloves on her hips: "Koro-sensei said that he had learned a Chinese dish from Sichuan and was going to give it to us. But if you look at the recipes on the blackboard, they all have ambiguous dosages... You can see it completely I don’t know how much to add!”

Cheng Rang put his head in and looked at the blackboard. It turned out to be a very authentic process of making Mapo tofu.

Regarding the amount of seasonings, all are "appropriate".

Cheng Rang nodded repeatedly: "Well, it is indeed very authentic. Teacher, I can vouch for you. The recipe in Mr. Koro's hands must have been consulted by a local master. There is nothing wrong with it."

"——So we can't understand it at all!"

"Then, wouldn't it be nice if you asked Koro-sensei to cook it first and then improve it based on the finished dish?"

Everyone's eyes turned back to the octopus standing there holding a spoon.

Its face gradually turns pink, and it looks like it has a shy expression.

"To be honest, I did try to make this recipe as a teacher, but basically the taste couldn't be replicated at all."

"——That's why you let us all try it together?! You disgusting octopus!"

"Hey~"

Some students even grabbed the green onions they had and threw them at Koro-sensei on the podium. Koro-sensei quickly held his head to avoid it, and in the next second, several daggers flew over and hit the blackboard. It was obvious that he was dissatisfied with this kind of teaching.

"Teacher Cheng, help, help...!"

Smiling to stop the chaos of the students, Cheng Rang looked at the group where Lu was.

Xiaolu, who was using a movable body to participate in this home economics class, showed an unfazed expression on his face, and seemed to be very confident when facing such a recipe.

"There is no other way, just let me, the teacher, provide additional assistance in teaching!"

Nagisa Shioda in the audience whispered to Xiao Mo beside him: "You just said that Mr. Cheng can cook. How is his cooking level?"

Xiao Mo's eyes were fixed on the boiled fish held in Cheng Rang's hand, and he gave a thumbs up without looking back.

"Awesome."

On the stage, Cheng Rang put the boiled fish in his hand beside the stove, put on his white chef clothes and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, dear students, do you know what the best cuisine looks like?"

"No need to ask, of course it is a dish that can shine!"

A certain boy in the audience answered the question like a joke, making everyone laugh.

"I'm afraid you've watched too many anime. How could you really make a dish that glows?"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Rang suddenly clapped his hands: "That's right!"

"Today, Teacher Cheng will teach you how to make glowing dishes!"

"Huh? That's a lie!"

"Cooking that doesn't shine has no soul! The proportion of seasonings is the most intuitive concept of whether a dish is delicious or not. The soul of this concept is——"

""Appropriate amount""

Chapter 53: Time to shine

So the question is, how to make food that shines?

Cheng Rang had his own idea for this. As the boss behind the high-end restaurant in Hersalemz Rote, Cheng Rang had certainly seen how their chefs made their dishes shine.

First of all, as for the ingredients and seasonings on the table, no matter how exquisite the techniques are, it is impossible to make them shine. After all, they are just ordinary ingredients and home-made seasonings.

But this is not the point. The point is to be able to show your hand in front of the children and let them exclaim to you with adoring expressions.

I have to say that after getting married and raising children, Cheng Rang began to enjoy the pride of being surrounded and praised by children more and more, and gradually understood the reason why Isabella liked to be a teacher.

What is this - the king of children?

"Hehe... Watch out, everyone!" He picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and turned it between his fingers.

, in a flash of cold light, he picked up the thrown tofu cubes and cut them into square cubes of exactly the same size.

Pulling the plate to relieve the pressure, he took the tofu and set it aside for later use. None of the neatly stacked white cubes were broken.

"Oh~!"

The knife skills of one hand are superb and can be called the world's top performing art. The ingredients are quickly cut and chopped amidst the rhythmic clatter of the chopping board and the knife blade. Everyone's eyes widened and they let out different exclamations.

"Next step, start the stove and fire up!"

Cheng Rang's movements were extremely fast and orderly. The spatula and ingredients were flying up and down in the pot, the boiling fat was sizzling in it, and fragrant white mist billowed up in the blink of an eye.

"Ma Po Tofu is a simple dish. After all, it is a home-cooked dish and can be made at will. But it is also very particular. It can be said to be one of the most difficult dishes in Sichuan cuisine."

"The characteristics of Mapo tofu are the eight characters: numb, spicy, hot, fragrant, crispy, tender, fresh and lively."

Bright oil and gravy, the oil and juice are combined into one, bright red and evenly wrapped on the white and tender tofu.

Finally, sprinkle a handful of green garlic sprouts for decoration, turn off the heat and remove from the pot.

While garnishing with garlic sprouts, Cheng Rang had already taken advantage of everyone's dazzling eyes to take out the trump card - cooking luminous agent - from the system backpack and added it to the mix.

Some high-end restaurants such as Hersalems Lot do have this kind of floral device. Its simple meaning is to make the food bloom with a long-lasting golden light when it is taken out of the pot and plated. Specially refined, pure biological preparations that have no impact on the taste.

Suddenly, in the white disk, the bright red Mapo Tofu burst out with shining golden light!

"Wha...what!"

"It's really glowing? Is there any mistake!?"

"Oh, it's so dazzling!"

The flickering golden light even made everyone raise their hands in front of their faces and squint their eyes.

After a while, the entire window of the home economics classroom was penetrated by golden light. The students were surprised to find that this light did not seem to dissipate at all.

"Wait, it's been two minutes, why are you still flashing!"

Cheng Rang took out his sunglasses and put them on, awkwardly but politely crossing his arms.

Ahem, it seems I accidentally added too much luminous agent...

"What is this, flash bomb cuisine!?"

"——There is still Mapo Tofu, my eyes!"

There was a sudden commotion in the classroom, and a crash was heard. Teacher Karasuma opened the classroom door in search of the sound.