Lift the wok.
While pondering, Hoshino Sora scooped the seafood chicken soup from the wok into three large bowls. This was a necessary step for him to cook Yangzhou Fried Rice. Next, he needed to break it down, which simply meant infusing all the essence of the soup into the rice.
He washed the wok, poured in oil, quickly whisked the egg liquid evenly, then poured it directly into the wok along with the rice. With a press and a push of the spatula, in less than a minute, Golden Fried Rice was formed in the wok.
The egg liquid evenly coated every grain of rice, and every grain of rice was stir-fried until fluffy and fragrant. This is the essence of fried rice. If it were served at this point, a delicious and simple Golden Fried Rice would be complete.
Of course, Yangzhou Fried Rice couldn't be that simple.
A spoon of salt for basic seasoning, then quick tossing of the wok to mix the salt and rice evenly, making the flavor more uniform. When the rice in the wok was fragrant to a certain extent, he poured the soup from the bowl into the stir-frying spoon, slowly drizzling the soup while tossing the wok.
Here, a method of multiple additions was used to ensure that every grain of rice absorbed the freshest flavor. This cooking technique would create a cumulative effect, allowing diners to experience different taste layers with each bite.
This is also the most fundamental difference between Golden Fried Rice and Yangzhou Fried Rice: no matter how much soup is added, every grain of rice must remain loose and non-sticky.
He quickly tossed the wok until the second bowl of soup was completely incorporated into the rice. The aroma of the dish reached its peak at this moment, and a chorus of rumbling stomachs rose from the audience. Even Nagiri Mana, watching him through the screen, couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Just opening the window a crack allowed the rich aroma to squeeze in. This is the cuisine I want. Isn't it done yet? I can't… endure it anymore!~"
Her face was flushed with excitement, and her eyes were fixed on the fried rice in Hoshino Sora's wok. It was a kind of frenzied excitement; it felt as if small bugs were crawling on her body, making her unable to stop swaying.
Outside, at Hoshino Sora's cooking station.
He added shrimp to the wok, quickly stir-fried them twice to disperse them throughout the rice, then added green peas and continued to stir-fry evenly. At this point, the colors in the wok were perfectly harmonious. If Lin Mo's fried rice was a clear distinction of black, white, and green, then Hoshino Sora's fried rice was like autumn water blending into the sky.
After a few more stirs, it was time for the second addition of scallions. The rich aroma mixed with the scent of scallions spread again. After a few stirs, he served two-thirds of the Yangzhou Fried Rice, leaving one-third.
Then, he poured in the remaining ingredients from the chicken soup, continued to stir-fry, mixing the ingredients and rice evenly to form the 'hat' of this fried rice. Next, he added another handful of chopped scallions for the third enhancement of aroma and color. This 'hat' part of the rice was drier than the portion that was served, as it had more ingredients. The combination of the two could create a more advanced layering.
Thus, after covering the remaining fried rice with the stir-fried 'hat', a large basin of freshly made Yangzhou Fried Rice was ready!
With the dish ready, Hoshino Sora did not rush to serve it. Instead, he first scooped a bowl for himself, then reshaped the fried rice before allowing the staff to carry it up to the Tenshukaku.
Putting everything else aside, the ceremonial aspect of this fried rice was absolutely sufficient!
Each grain was distinct, with three additions of scallions. Its rich aroma alone captivated all the audience members present, making them feel a genuine tremor. Although it was just a plate of Yangzhou Fried Rice, it had reached an extremely high standard!
"Is this Yangzhou Fried Rice? Even with so much broth added, it can still be stir-fried with distinct grains, and the overall color is perfectly unified. It's truly amazing!"
Looking at the fried rice that was carefully brought up, the rich aroma made Nagiri Mana unable to take her eyes off it. Her mouth watered profusely, and her entire being was in a state of euphoria.
"Gulp..."
Looking at the fried rice in front of her, An, who was serving nearby, couldn't help but swallow. Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes showed a hint of longing, but she was too embarrassed to speak.
"Anyway, there's so much of it. You should also get a bowl and try it. It's probably hard to eat a dish of this caliber a second time. I didn't expect him to be so amazing at such a young age. Erina's taste in men is unexpectedly high."
"Yes!"
By the end of her sentence, Nagiri Mana had already scooped a large spoonful of fried rice and, without any hesitation, brought it to her mouth. She took a big bite, and an indescribably delicious flavor burst in her oral cavity.
"Ah!~"
An invisible wave of air erupted from Nagiri Mana. Then, An, who was closest to her, was the first to be affected; all of her clothes burst open, causing her to cry out in embarrassment.
At the same time, she squatted down. Fortunately, only the two of them were in the Tenshukaku at that moment, otherwise, if this embarrassing sight were seen by outsiders, it would truly be mortifying.
However, compared to them, who were lucky to be indoors, the audience members in the outdoor stands were not so fortunate. Calls of various kinds rose one after another, everyone protected their vital parts, and their clothes were torn to shreds by an unknown force.
"Ah!"
"Help me~!"
"No!"
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