Chapter 77 The Spirit of Aphrodisiac
"Well!"

When the rice enters the mouth, the half-melted chicken soup immediately explodes with a rich taste on the tip of the tongue.

Xingping Chuangzhen's cooking skills were passed down from his father who is a master of cooking. It can be regarded as a family tradition, and the flavor of the chicken jelly is just right.The taste receptors on the tip of Nakiri Erina's tongue are much more sensitive than ordinary people, transforming the impact of taste into tiny electric currents, which are transmitted to the brain.

The umami taste of the chicken is combined with the relatively light Japanese-style broth, together with the bland but distinct grains of rice, fluffy and soft frangipani, and the slight pungentness of chopped green onion, deduce the taste and flavor in the mouth of diners A wonderful combination of flavors.

Although it is a relatively simple dish, Nakiri Erina feels the chef's solid basic skills from it.The heat and moisture content of the rice are well controlled, the frangipani is golden and fluffy, and even the temperature of the broth chicken jelly has been taken into account. The steaming white rice and the cold broth chicken jelly are in sharp contrast but complement each other.

For Nakiri Erina, who has always only tasted "high-end cuisine", Xinghei Soshin's cooking caught her taste buds by surprise with a taste that she had never experienced before.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Nakiri Erina's body reacted without authorization to "deliciousness", almost softening.

Seeing Nakiri Erina's body softening suddenly, Li Xiang was embarrassed.

Although he had expected it, when the welfare scene in the animation appeared directly in front of him, Li Xiang was still not fully prepared and received a huge shock.

Nakiri Erina's sensitivity to the sense of taste has brought about a small side effect, and she can feel the impact of food much more sensitively than ordinary people.

And although Xing Ping Chuangzhen didn't notice it himself, in fact, he has always had the rudiment of a kitchen heart.And because Xingping Chuangzhen's character is actually a bit black-bellied and bad, so his attribute of cooking heart is also a bit "rogue".

Think back to the reaction of the girl who ate Kohei Soma's cuisine in the anime.Is it very "sexy"?
"How is it? Isn't it great that you didn't refuse to taste my food?"

Xingping Chuangzhen was frantically exploring on the verge of rushing to the street.

However, Nakiri Erina, who is immersed in the gourmet world built by Xinghei Soshin and is in a state of "paste nest", is completely speechless now.

It can only be said that being too sensitive to taste is not a good thing. For a god tongue like Nakiri Erina, you don’t need any routines to attack her. You just need to tie her up in a small room and feed her "full of love" every day. "Full" (full of medicine) dishes are fine.

"Alas." Unable to see it any longer, Li Xiang turned around and took out the mousse cake he made from the refrigerator.

"Miss Erina, come on, ah—"

Li Xiang lifted Erina's chin, and stuffed a spoonful of brown, yellow and white mousse cake into Erina's mouth.

"Well, this is..."

Compared with the prototype of Xing Ping Sozhen's cooking heart, Li Xiang's already formed cooking heart is undoubtedly stronger.In addition, the taste in her mouth was covered by the thick mousse cake, and Nakiri Erina regained her consciousness.

Hisako Nido walked forward in two steps: "Miss Erina, you just..."

"Don't say it." Nakiri Erina, who vaguely remembered her shameful expression just now, blushed with embarrassment: "I know what I just did."

Saying that, Nakiri Erina glared fiercely at the instigator of the whole thing—Xinghei Soma.

"Huh? Why are you looking at me?"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen looked innocent.

Nakiri Erina turned her head and said nothing angrily. Under Li Xiang's smiling gaze, she snatched the spoon from Li Xiang's hand, picked up a plate of mousse and ate it in small bites.

"Um, Miss Examiner, where are my exam results? Did I pass?"

Erina gave Xinghei Soma a hard look again.

"This... did I do something wrong?"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen is now puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.

"It's okay, young man." Li Xiang patted Xingping Chuangzhen on the shoulder, and said in Japanese that he was not very proficient in: "The examiner...failed, you...cooking...passed."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was dubious: "Is what you said true?"

"He's right. You've passed, and you can wait for Yuanyue's admission notice at home. Yuanyue will start school early next month, so don't forget to attend the entrance ceremony."

Nakiri Erina, who was recovering, said over and over while eating the mousse cake that melted in the mouth.On the side, Hisako Niito was also taking small bites of a plate of three-color mousse cake.

"No, is this cake really that delicious?"

Xingping Chuang really couldn't help but complain.

At this time, Xing Ping Chuangzhen saw the tall white-haired young man holding a plate with a corner cake in front of him with his right hand, pointing to the cake on the plate with his left hand, and then pointing to the egg bibimbap he made.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen asked tentatively: "You mean - exchange?"

The white-haired youth nodded.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen naturally has no reason to refuse such a "fair" transaction.

After the cake was exchanged, Yukihira Soma first admired the appearance of the cake.

Different cuisines have different requirements for appearance.Desserts can be said to be one of the most delicate dishes that require the appearance of food.

The mousse cake in front of me is very good in appearance.The main body of the cake, three layers of mousse of different colors are brown, bright yellow and white from bottom to top. They are all completely consistent, giving people a neat and orderly beauty.

The bottom layer is a crust made of crushed biscuits, and on top of the cake, there are half-cut strawberries and cherries wrapped in a layer of crystal clear liquid, as well as some crushed Oreos and sauce.

A toasted hazelnut with a long caramelized "tail" leans diagonally next to a triangular-cut cake.

The cake on the plate is like a painting, and one cannot bear to use a spoon to destroy the composition carefully completed by the chef.

However, the food still needs to enter the stomachs of the diners. For the thorough pragmatist Xing Ping Chuangzhen, he didn't pay so much attention at all. He just dug out a large spoonful of cake with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

The mousse cake is characterized by rich flavor, exquisite appearance, and melts in the mouth. The three-color mousse made by Li Xiang, in addition to the mousse, also includes mille-feuille and biscuit crumbs, which adds a bit of taste change to the cake. .

In terms of taste, the rich aroma and slightly bitterness of chocolate, the sweetness and style of mango, the purity and frankincense of milk evolve a gradual beauty in the mouth, and what is particularly shocking is that the taste of the three ingredients has its own unique characteristics. Under the careful deployment of the chef, it is perfectly blended together.Xing Ping Chuangzhen also felt the chef's mastery of the heat.

The mousse cake was refrigerated for just the right amount of time by the chef, and the entire cake, including the inside, was completely uniformly frozen.

In addition to the sense of taste, Xingping Chuangzhen also felt an inexplicable impulse.Piercing his brain from the tip of his tongue.

Suddenly, Xingping Chuangzhen seemed to have returned to the days when he and his father opened a small restaurant when they were young.

(End of this chapter)

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