Fantasy System

( ) "Curry rice, is it curry rice again?"

Seeing the curry rice served by Mu Fan, Yuuki Asuna and Ying Lili couldn't help retching while covering their red lips, and almost didn't spit it out directly.

The beef curry rice made by Mu Fan that day is definitely the darkest memory among the dishes they ate since they were young.

Thinking of the beef curry rice that day, their faces turned pale, and they felt that they were not well. Because of this, they had already developed a phobia of curry rice, and they couldn't help but want to vomit when they saw the curry rice. come out.

I even swore secretly that I would never eat curry rice again.

It's really unpalatable, because after mixing all kinds of spices, it's like biting into a bite of spices. It's not an exaggeration to call such dishes dark dishes.

But now, he actually came on stage with his own dark dishes. He didn't get the first place, so he was going to disgust the judges?

"Mu Fan, we really can't see through you."

Asuna Yuuki and Ying Lili couldn't laugh or cry when they thought that they rushed to the food festival venue with their motorcycles just now, and that Mu Fan was going to bring out dark dishes to disgust the judges.

In the auditorium, Nakiri Erina looked at the omelet curry rice served by Mu Fan, and frowned slightly: "Curry rice, this kind of thing, and the fragrant bamboo glutinous rice made by Fei Sazi before, There is always a gap between Ruishan's pizza and the most eye-catching Jano's New Orleans beef burger, right?"

Not only Nakiri Erina, but even Gin Dojima and Kojiro Shinomiya felt that this kind of cuisine could not be compared with world-renowned cuisine. At most, Mu Fan could get the fourth place, and the top three could not touched.

"There is only such a short time left, and it is impossible to make world-renowned dishes. As expected, a chef from the countryside can only make this kind of low-level cuisine."

Jeno from the American School of Culinary Arts stood on the stage, watching Mu Fan's cooking, he couldn't help but sneered.

But just after he finished speaking, a strange fragrance suddenly swept over the entire arena almost instantly, like a damp sea breeze brought by the turbulent waves of the sea. Smell this wonderful spice smell.

"What?"

Jeno looked towards the judging stand in horror.

"It's...so fragrant,

what does it smell like "

"Oh my god, it's so fragrant. Just the smell of this dish can make people's appetite soar."

At the same time, the air that exudes fragrance was absorbed into the nose, making all the audience in the field speechless in shock.

Suddenly, a shout came, and someone discovered the source and pointed to the judging table: "It's curry made with spices. Look, Qian Wuxia Ya judged the egg curry rice that was cut with a spoon. This taste is exactly It emanates from the curry rice."

"It's the smell of fresh spices..."

At the same time, the recent Qianbai Xiaya was also surprised by the familiar smell of spices: "Using the egg package, the aroma of spices is locked in it during cooking, and the moment you open it It turned out to be such a wonderful idea to form a spice bomb."

This alone is a perfect score for creativity.

The other judges were also a little surprised.

It's just that while enjoying the aroma of this spice bomb, no one dares to use the spoon in their hands.

However, with so many spices fused together, the spices will not be equal. Will it really be delicious?

But smelling the omelet rice, the taste is not as pungent as the spices blended together, but there is a familiar charm in it. What is this charm?

Not only the five closest judges, but even the audience in the field had a familiar feeling in their hearts at the same time.

But this smell is like an erratic cloud of smoke, making it impossible for them to touch it, and it is impossible for them to remember where this smell comes from in a short time.

The first one to do it was Qian Wuxia Ya, holding a spoon with trembling hands, scooped up a spoonful of curry and put it into her mouth. The moment she entered it, the breath from the spices exploded in her mouth.

To her surprise, the combination of several spices, not only was not as unpalatable as imagined, but also had a mellow artistic conception. This kind of taste prompted her to continue eating.

While the other four judges on the side saw Qian Wu Xia Ya kept holding the spoon, they all subconsciously cut open their own egg-wrapped curry rice in the aroma bomb, scooped a spoonful of curry rice with the spoon and put it on the table. In the entrance.

Just after eating the curry rice, several people suddenly found themselves hungry inadvertently. The expression on his face became extremely complicated, and he scooped up another spoonful of curry rice and put it in his mouth.

"Strange, why do the judges keep eating curry and rice without talking?"

Everyone in the auditorium looked at the few people on the judging platform in astonishment, and started talking about it.

"That curry rice looks delicious, I want to try it too..."

Seeing the five judges happily eating curry rice, Kosaka Honoka couldn't help swallowing.

In the sight of everyone's doubts, among the five judges, Kojiro Shinomiya raised his head first: "The rice inside is actually wrapped with egg liquid, which makes the taste of the egg and rice perfectly blend. This wonderful taste comes from adding eggs to the rice before making curry rice, and with superb skills, the rice and eggs are completely fused."

Recalling the eggs that Mu Fan cracked into the pot before, it was not just eggs wrapped in curry, but also eggs were added to the rice to form the so-called golden rice.

There is nothing to be picky about the taste and taste alone.

But this is not over, Dojima Yin pondered and said: "Moreover, the breath from the spices hit my taste buds like raging waves, it seems that because of the beef bone broth prepared by the previous contestants, it completely It penetrates into the rice, and the pork is stewed with honey, forming a small pot like the pineapple juice, making it tender and delicious, so at this moment, the curry rice is almost integrated, and there is an extra portion in it Meaty."

Although all the dishes are made by relying on the remaining ingredients in the field, the taste is not inferior to the first three.

At this moment, the five judges realized that what Mu Fan did was not a dark dish at all, but a dish full of whimsy.

"Cumin, fennel, nutmeg and butter infiltrate the curry, and it's so mellow that you can't help but immerse yourself in it."

Qianwu Xiaya tasted the spices mixed in the curry rice, and suddenly, her mind inadvertently recalled the past when she was a child.

Qian Wuxia Ya was stunned and stopped her movements. She seemed to think of the dishes her mother had prepared carefully for her when she was hungry when she was a child.

That feeling of happiness and sweetness made her unforgettable.

But the time for the family to get together is always short. She went out to work hard, and when she worked hard to achieve her own career, the sad news came that her mother died of a serious illness.

At this moment, Qian Wuxia Ya finally captured where the familiar smell came from just now. The mellow taste in the curry rice belongs to the mother's taste, and it comes from this simple egg curry rice.

"This simple dish actually contains such strong emotions." When she came back to her senses, Qian Wuxia Ya's crystal tears could not help but slid down her cheeks and fell to the ground.

Looking at Mu Fan standing in front of her, at this moment, she was secretly startled. She never thought that a boy under twenty years old would have reminded her of the familiar taste of home and the taste of food through this simple dish. The mother who has passed away.

At this moment, she finally understood why this curry rice was fused with so many spices, instead of being pungent, it was full of mellow taste.

It turns out that this is the case, the spices contain the aroma of Longjing, and the most important neutralizing ingredient, milk! Replacing the time of breastfeeding with milk, people can't help but recall the past. It turns out that this egg curry rice has such a unique artistic conception.

At this moment, Qianyou Xiaya finally understood a truth.

Yes, cooking is just something to fill people's stomachs. No matter how you evaluate whose food is delicious, it is just the vaguest definition of taste.

Just like a steamed bun when you are hungry, you can feel the deliciousness in it.

And the most truly delicious food in the world is only the most heart-warming, the most authentic food that can awaken people's memory with heart.....

"The judges were in tears..."

Everyone in the auditorium couldn't help exclaiming when they looked at Qianhua Xia Ya with crystal tears hanging from the corner of their eyes.

Qianyou Xiaya looked at Mu Fan: "There is no milk on the field, and it needs extremely fresh and pure milk to neutralize so many spices. Where did you find it in such a short time?"

"secret."

He used to use oil to make the taste of spices oily and greasy, but just now, Mu Fan finally made a breakthrough in curry rice. He didn't answer Qian Wuxia Ya's question, but just glanced back at the curry on the field. In the trash can, there is a carton of [Musashino] brand milk...