"Huh? Miyoko, are you here too?"
Satou asked, slightly startled.
"Yes, are you here to take over Miss Erina's taste-testing task this time?"
Miyoko Hojo asked.
As a member of the research society, she often made dishes with Satou in the activity room, mutually promoting each other, so she also knew that Satou had started helping Miss Erina with some taste-testing work these past few days.
"Yes."
Satou nodded.
"Miyoko, do you know this young man?"
The middle-aged chef asked.
It seemed he should be Miyoko Hojo's father, Chef Kitajo.
"Yes, he's my classmate."
Miyoko Hojo nodded.
"But can this young man really replace Miss Erina?"
Chef Kitajo asked doubtfully.
The other chefs of Kitajo Restaurant also showed skeptical expressions, clearly not believing that this young man truly possessed talent similar to Miss Erina, the God Tongue.
"It's fine, Father. Satou also possesses the God Tongue."
Miyoko Hojo nodded, clearly very confident in Satou's talent.
"What? He also possesses the God Tongue?"
"I didn't expect the young lady to have such a formidable friend."
"That's right."
Hearing that Satou also possessed the God Tongue, the chefs of Kitajo Restaurant immediately looked shocked, and their initial skepticism turned into awe.
"The God Tongue?"
Chef Kitajo was also startled. He believed his daughter's judgment wouldn't be wrong, so he nodded and said, "Then, I'll leave today's taste-testing work to you."
"No problem."
Satou smiled, then sat down in a chair and said to Miyoko Hojo, "Actually, Miyoko, you could have just asked me for help with this kind of thing, you don't need to specifically apply to Far Moon."
He had already considered Miyoko Hojo a friend. She only needed to tell him about this, and he would definitely come to help. If she applied to Far Moon, not only would it require a large fee, but it would also require waiting at least a month.
"How could I impose like that?"
Miyoko Hojo said.
Although her relationship with Satou was very good now, her strong-willed personality made her feel uncomfortable directly asking Satou for help.
At this moment, a chef from Kitajo Restaurant had already brought a plate of food to Satou's front.
"Cantonese Honey-glazed Char Siu?"
Satou looked at the dish and couldn't help but ask, "This is Cantonese cuisine, isn't it?"
"That's right."
A hint of appreciation flashed in Chef Kitajo's eyes, and he began to have expectations for Satou.
"You know, we are Japanese, and it's relatively difficult to make Chinese cuisine outstanding. So when we encounter difficulties, we can only find ways ourselves."
Chef Kitajo's face showed a bitter smile as he said, "I always feel that this honey-glazed char siu is a bit different from the authentic honey-glazed char siu I tasted in China, but I don't know where the problem is. This technique isn't easily taught to others even in China, which is why I thought of asking the God Tongue for help."
Although there were a few chefs from China in Kitajo Restaurant, Chinese cuisine has several different styles, and they weren't very proficient in Cantonese cuisine.
Satou nodded, then began to taste it.
The char siu was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a very crisp and sweet skin, and the meat inside was soft and rich, tasting very good.
"Indeed, it feels like the honey glaze hasn't penetrated deep into the meat."
Satou nodded.
"Then, is there a solution?"
Chef Kitajo quickly asked.
The other chefs of Kitajo Restaurant also looked at him eagerly.
"It should be a roasting technique," Satou said. This honey-glazed char siu is actually very simple to make; you just need to coat the surface of the pork neck with a special honey sauce and then roast it.
However, the roasting technique is very particular.
"You probably first marinated the pork neck with cooking wine, light soy sauce, and dark soy sauce, and then roasted it directly in the oven, right?" Satou asked.
"That's right!" Chef Kitajo quickly nodded.
The other chefs were astonished when Satou described the technique directly, as if he had witnessed how they made it. They thought, 'As expected, he truly has the God Tongue!'
"The correct method should be to first roast the marinated meat on a grill over fire for about twenty-five minutes. This way, after the meat is slightly cooked, it will absorb the flavor better," Satou mused for a moment, then said, "Then, brush it with a honey sauce made from honey, a small amount of dark soy sauce, and light soy sauce, and bake it in a 210-degree oven for ten minutes. Then, brush another layer of honey sauce and bake for another ten minutes. Repeat this process once more, and the meat will have a beautiful color, and the honey sauce flavor will penetrate deep into the meat."
"Amazing!"
"The young lady's friend is truly amazing!"
"Yes, perhaps he's even the young lady's boyfriend."
The chefs of Kitajo Restaurant immediately exclaimed in admiration after hearing this.
Miyoko Hojo's face flushed upon hearing their words.
Chef Kitajo, however, frowned, constantly pondering Satou's words. Then his eyes lit up, realizing that this was indeed feasible. If this technique were used, the flavor of the char siu would indeed rise by several levels!
Chef Kitajo was both surprised and delighted, laughing heartily and saying, "As expected of a Far Moon genius. I am truly grateful to you this time."
"It's nothing," Satou said with a smile. "Actually, if there are any tasting opportunities in the future, you can just call me directly. Miyoko and I are very good friends."
"Very good friends, you say? I understand." Chef Kitajo smiled meaningfully, then glanced at Miyoko Hojo, and laughed heartily.
Miyoko Hojo's face turned even redder, and she chided, "Father, what are you thinking?"
"Hehe, nothing," Chef Kitajo said with a hearty laugh. "Actually, Miyoko, you're not young anymore. If you want to find a boyfriend, I wouldn't object."
The other chefs of Kitajo Restaurant also laughed, clearly believing that the relationship between the two was not as simple as just ordinary friends.
They even looked forward to Satou becoming their young lady's boyfriend, as it would make it much more convenient for them to find someone for tastings.
Although Miyoko Hojo was usually outgoing and bold, at this moment, her face was flushed with embarrassment, feeling very shy from their teasing.
Satou also felt quite speechless, but he could understand Chef Kitajo's feelings. After all, if his own daughter was very close to a boy, he would also mistake him for his daughter's boyfriend.
At this moment, someone suddenly walked in from outside the door.
"I am a chef from Songhe Tower, here for a special visit."
-------------------------
If you enjoy this story, you can read 100+ advanced chapters on Patreon!
Webnovel will keep getting 1 new chapter every day but Patreon readers can stay far ahead.
Maybe it's not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
[email protected]/Greyhounds
"And If you're enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!"