My Name of the Spirit Lucario

In the back kitchen of "Hoen Ice Room", the shaved ice making competition is in full swing.

Located on the leftmost side of the kitchen, the group of hot-blooded teenagers and Huola, who also has sharp claws, also chose to use the excellent [metal claws] to cut ice, but the evil Huola obviously couldn't do anything about it. After learning the fighting move [See Through], he used [Random Grab] to speed up his hand speed. At the same time, he used his natural affinity for ice attributes to control the strength, trying to break the ice cubes more evenly.

The hot-blooded boy standing in front of the cooking table concentrated on stacking various materials. Leo took a rough look, and the hot-blooded boy chose more than ten kinds of sweets such as fruits and candies.

Leo chuckled secretly: "With so many ingredients, won't there be a conflict of flavors?"

However, looking at the confident appearance of the hot-blooded young man, it is clear that he is not blindly accumulating materials, but has a certain degree of confidence in his own technology and solutions.

"How will the lip baby who doesn't have sharp claws deal with ice cubes?"

With such doubts in mind, he looked at the group of the girl in the apron and the baby with lips.

The piece of ice that was contested by Leo and Yula has changed at this time. Just as Leo thought, the girl in the apron and the girl with lips did not cut the ice into pieces, but used a hammer to roughly break it into pieces. Ice cubes smashed into pieces.

Then, Milip Baby let out a trace of cold air between her hands, allowing the pieces to recombine and knead them into ice cubes of different sizes and shapes.

"Very good, Milip, the intensity of [Frozen Wind] is well controlled, and then use [Mind Power] to knead it into a shape."

While admiring her elf, the girl in the apron smeared colorful juices on the ice cubes, and then assembled something with antifreeze gloves.

This unique way of making shaved ice opened Leo's eyes.

"These two groups of opponents are very powerful. It seems that they all have their own unique skills. This competition is not easy to win."

Leo looked at Lalu Lasi, who was concentrating on making shaved ice, and the work that was slowly forming from her hands, and smiled.

"However, ours is not bad!"

Two hours passed like this.

And the dessert master returned to the kitchen punctually and according to the clock.

"Okay, it's time, let me see your work."

The first ones served are the finished products of the group of Hot-blooded Boys and Huanla:

On a cup the size of a fist, ice fragments cut from ice cubes are piled up in the cup, and a very high point protrudes from the mouth of the cup, just like the cup contains an iceberg, except for the pure white crystal "iceberg" Other than that, there are no other decorations, not even the necessary syrup for shaved ice.

"It's strange, why didn't you see that huge pile of processed materials?"

Leo had spied on the "military situation", so he was also surprised by this clean and pure white "iceberg".

The dessert master was expressionless: "You served me this thing in two hours? Only let the guests eat ice, what's the difference between that and drinking water?"

"No, master, please have a taste."

The hot-blooded boy said sincerely, and handed over a spoon.

The master of sweet slices had a sullen face, took the spoon and dug down from the tip of the "iceberg".

It's just that this digging revealed an unexpected scenery.

"Ah, this is it?" Everyone and the elves exclaimed, while the hot-blooded boy and Yula smiled as I expected.

Inside the excavated "iceberg", layers of different materials are neatly stacked together: there are sliced ​​strawberries, oranges, mangoes and other fruits, with chocolate, condensed milk, and honey sandwiched in the middle Sweet seasonings, and some corn chips and other foods that enhance the taste are inserted. It looks ordinary on the outside, but it is colorful on the inside.

Although somewhat surprised, the dessert master still snorted coldly: "There are so many ingredients, but the taste may not be very good. If the tastes of the ingredients conflict, then this work is still unqualified."

Saying so, the dessert master put the scooped shaved ice into his mouth.

"Huh?!!!" As soon as the spoon was imported, the dessert master's eyes widened.

After tasting it carefully, he exclaimed: "It's very good, it's a wonderful combination. Put those light-tasting but rich-tasting materials on the upper layer, and put down the heavy-tasting materials one by one. The ingredients cover the taste of other ingredients, and the taste is improved instantly when imported, and the bottom flavor can be brought back after tasting slowly, making people want to take another bite."

Hearing the dessert master's comment, the hot-blooded boy showed an excited smile.

"but……"

Before he could fully smile, the dessert master's words poured cold water on him.

"Although the taste of the material is well handled, there are two failures in this work that make this work not perfect." The dessert master only took a bite, put down the spoon, and said mercilessly. "First, the taste of this smoothie is not good. The size of the ice particles is different, which greatly affects the taste; second, the temperature of the ice is not well controlled. It feels too cold when you enter the mouth, which stimulates the taste buds too much. You can only stop and wait for your tongue. Only when you get used to it can you continue to eat."

The dessert master looked around the audience.

"Shaved ice and shaved ice, this dessert emphasizes ice. If the ice is not handled well, then no matter how perfect the ingredients are, it will not be able to complete a qualified work."

"Next group."

The hot-blooded boy returned to the cooking table with his work in frustration.

The girl in the apron was holding a tray and gently placed it in front of the dessert master.

"Hi, please enjoy."

amazing!This is the first thought of everyone present.

What the girl in the apron presented was not shaved ice in the traditional sense, but a lifelike ice sculpture model—a windmill house made of ice cubes of different sizes, and small trees of various shapes made of solidified ice sand. The hills, and all kinds of creations, are no less than an exquisite work of art in terms of visual perception.

What is even more surprising is that those ice sculptures that are obviously made of ice cubes are not the original crystal clear ice cubes, or the white color after being chopped, but a variety of colorful colors. The product is infused with vivid vitality.

"It's a very special work." The dessert master nodded, affirming the appearance of the apron girl's work.

"Wait a minute." The girl in the apron smiled lightly, tapped the "hill" with a spoon, and suddenly some fragrant milky white "water" flowed down from the "hill" and flowed around the "hut". in the river.

"Is this milk?"

The pastry master sniffed the rich smell in the air.

I have to say that this milk is indeed a very delicate stroke, which makes the fragrance of this chic shaved ice start to come out.

The pastry master took a spoon and carefully dug out the pink walls of the "cabin".And the wall that looks like a whole block of ice bricks can be easily dug out by a spoon with silky smoothness.

"Yeah!" The shaved ice was imported, and the dessert master immediately made a sound of enjoyment, while closing his eyes and chewing.

"This ice brick is re-polymerized with sorbet, and the temperature has also been adjusted. While maintaining the taste, it will not make diners unable to enjoy themselves because it is too cold. And this color is made of strawberry juice. Mixed into the smoothie, it adds flavor to the smoothie, and at the same time, through the strong-smelling milk, the color, appearance, and taste are combined, so good, it is a very good work!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

The girl in the apron was still smiling, but Leo could see that her hand holding the lip baby relaxed a little, and it seemed that she was not as relaxed as she looked on the outside.

"only……"