"I see! The spiciness of the dry char is a more sophisticated and deeper flavor, while the slight char is a different flavor. It looks simple, but it is extremely challenging for the chef to control the heat. If the baking time is too short, the spiciness will not be strong enough, and if the time is too long, it will become bitter. So you chose to use brown sugar granules to heat and bake it. That's so clever!"
She didn't hold back her praise, and her long ears twitched with delight:
"Using hot oil to lock in the aroma of the charred chili and maximize the freshness and fragrance, the key is the word 'charred'. This slightly charred flavor is incomparable. This flavor coats the fish slices, and the tender fish slices combined with the irresistible charred chili flavor, oh my god, is this the god of food returning?"
Xu Milu picked up a slice and tasted it. The fish was tender and smooth, and the chili powder was a bit flawed because it hadn't been ground thoroughly due to time constraints. However, the unique flavor of the Flaming Mandolin chili was irreplaceable.
She opened her mouth and slowly exhaled a small flame, revealing a devilish smile to the potato elders who were frantically swallowing their saliva:
"Elders, would you like to try some? Although I would love to share it with you, this is heresy, wouldn't you say?"
Lola was even more wicked, picking up a piece of fish and waving it in front of the Grand Elder with an expression of utter ecstasy:
"Yeah, heretics! What a pity you can't have a taste—what are you doing?! Damn old potato! Let go of my food!!!"
The elder, with an agility beyond his years, leaped forward and, like a fathead fish, firmly bit the fish fillet in Lola's hand, his expression both tragic and resolute.
"No! It is we who should destroy heretical food!"
"Big brother's right! Charge!"
"Second Brother is right! Eliminate the heretics!"
"Third Brother... don't try to take it from me! This is mine!"
The elders rushed forward and began to devour the food without regard for their image, refusing to let go even when their faces turned red from the spiciness.
Although they shouted "eliminate heretics," the expressions on their faces completely betrayed them.
The jury members disregarded all order and swarmed around, a dense mass of dwarfs that didn't even reach Xu Milu's knees.
"Stop stealing! You're a bastard!"
"I got one! I got one!"
"Is this what spiciness is? Oh my god!"
"Long live the God of Gourmet Food! Long live Lady Milu! Long live Queen Missy!!"
"Who trampled the Grand Elder underfoot?!"
"I managed to grab a piece of meat! It's so delicious!!"
The situation on the field was completely out of control, with a group of dwarves jostling and pushing each other, making it look like a chaotic comedy.
I imagine that after today, no one will ever say that spiciness is heresy again.
Xu Milu was very satisfied with the result, but Lola, whose chopsticks had been taken away, wished she could roll up her sleeves and beat someone up.
"Damn it!! You bunch of despicable old potatoes! Draw your swords! Let's fight to the death!!!"
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