Prepare long, thin pasta.
Then make a basic tomato sauce, about 150 grams.
Anchovies!
They are the key ingredient in this dish.
Next, prepare 4 black olives and 4 green olives, and 20 milliliters of white wine.
The white wine will add flavor and aroma to the pasta and help remove any fishy taste.
Also prepare half a red chili, capers, broth, and cheese.
Once these ingredients and seasonings are ready, bring a large pot of water to a boil, add a pinch of salt, and cook the pasta.
Heat olive oil with garlic in a frying pan, add the red chili, capers, and anchovies.
Sauté while crushing the anchovies.
Add the white wine to deglaze, then mix in the black and green olives.
Add the tomato sauce and chicken broth, mix well, and season with salt and pepper.
Finally, drain the cooked pasta, add it to the sauce pan, and mix with a spoonful of pasta water. Season with salt and pepper.
Sprinkle with chopped parsley and drizzle with extra virgin olive oil.
Top with cheese and toss the pasta to mix the sauce evenly, then plate it!
And so, a dish of anchovy tomato sauce pasta is complete.
...
On the other side.
Malcanta's face was painted with bright colors.
A thick layer of white makeup made his eyes look even deeper, hiding endless emotions that were hard to read.
Then, he prepared to make a meat dish.
He selected a fine piece of beef and tossed it onto the cutting board.
Taking out a kitchen knife, he began slicing the beef at an incredible speed under Fuyumi's watchful eyes.
Although he was overweight, his movements were surprisingly agile. As his arms moved rapidly, the knife glinted in the air, falling onto the board in quick succession.
"Hah!"
Suddenly, Malcanta stopped and took a deep breath.
With a loud sound, the beef, once full of tendons and fat, was now incredibly smooth.
Clearly, he had skillfully removed the tendons and excess fat from the beef.
Under the light, you could see the fine texture and beautiful red color of the meat, stimulating both the eyes and appetite!
"Not bad, the quality of this meat..."
Malcanta glanced at the meat on the board and let out a strange laugh.
He then placed the beef into a special, strange-looking iron pot.
"Hmm? What kind of pot is that?"
Watching Malcanta's actions, Fuyumi furrowed her brows.
Specialized kitchen tools are designed to meet specific cooking needs, often having unique functions or shapes. For example:
A frying pan!
It usually has a flat bottom, suitable for frying and sautéing, and retains heat well for even cooking.
However, Fuyumi couldn't figure out the purpose of Malcanta's iron pot.
...
Next, Malcanta took out another special tool and placed it over the pot.
Now Fuyumi understood why the tool initially looked strange and unrecognizable.
Combined, the two parts formed a completely hollow iron ball!
"Strange."
"Can this iron ball really be used for cooking?"
Fuyumi murmured.
Her voice trembled slightly, and her shoulders tensed.
Perhaps she was trying to resist the pressure and fear within, even though she stood with her back straight, revealing a stubborn and unyielding spirit.
But beneath this strength, Malcanta could sense her hidden fatigue and anxiety.
"Hehehe..."
"Let you, the surface chefs, witness the true power of Midnight Chefs!"
At this moment, Malcanta smiled broadly.
No!
In his clown makeup, he seemed to always be smiling, as if his face knew no other expression.
However, his smile conveyed more than happiness; it had a terrifying quality!
...
Ignoring Fuyumi's reaction.
Malcanta tightly held the iron ball and threw it into the air.
With a speed too fast to see, he spun the iron ball, tossing it up repeatedly.
From afar, it seemed like Malcanta was juggling several pots, evoking the image of a clown performing tricks.
"This is... a circus?"
Watching him juggle the iron ball, Fuyumi was stunned and couldn't help but exclaim.
She had never seen such a cooking method before.
"Using centrifugal force and internal radiant heat, no wonder the meat cooked this way is softer than meat cooked in a regular pot, or even a pressure cooker!"
Finally, Fuyumi's eyes lit up as she spoke, realizing the unique cooking technique.
Unbelievable!
Such an outlandish method existed?
She continued to watch Malcanta's every move intently.
As his juggling speed increased, the iron ball turned from yellow-white to copper-red!
She even saw flames licking the sides of the ball, a result of the intense friction with the air due to Malcanta's rapid movements.
"It's actually on fire?"
Setting aside the taste and texture of the cooked meat, his juggling was impressive, even among the Midnight Chefs.
...
Finally, Malcanta slowly lowered the iron ball.
Glowing red from the friction heat, he placed it on the cooking station.
Despite wearing heat-resistant gloves, the high temperature of the iron ball was still extreme.
Yet, Malcanta showed no sign of discomfort, smiling all the while!
"OK, it's done!"
Wiping his forehead, Malcanta lifted the top half of the iron ball.
With a click, the beef inside, once bright red, had turned brown.
The centrifugal force and high heat had cooked the raw beef thoroughly.
"Perfect, it's all cooked!"
Malcanta grinned as he spoke.
He then used tongs to carefully lift the beef.
The beef was so tender that with just a gentle squeeze, juices flowed out, filling the air with a tantalizing aroma.
The roasted beef looked like a piece of art, every inch exuding an inviting fragrance.
The surface was slightly charred.
But the inside remained incredibly tender and juicy.
Admiring the beef in his hands, Malcanta gently tossed it onto a prepared plate.
Amazingly, the beef didn't just land on the plate and stay there. It bounced up and down three times before settling.
...
"So tender?"
"Can juggling an iron ball really produce beef as soft as jelly?"
Fuyumi couldn't believe her eyes.
Comparing her dish to Malcanta's, she immediately recognized the gap between them.
Clean the mushrooms and slice them.
Cut the onions into strips and slice the garlic.
Boil water in a pot, cook the pasta until it's 80% done, drain, and mix with olive oil.
Heat oil in a pan, add garlic and onions, and sauté until fragrant.
Once the onions turn translucent, add the mushrooms and cook until tender, then add black pepper sauce and the pasta.
Meanwhile, Malcanta placed the beef on a warm plate and grated cheese over it.
But he didn't stop there.
He heated a pot of oil and poured it over the beef.
The hot oil sizzled upon contact with the cheese, melting it instantly.
Now, the cheese formed a crust around the beef.
At this moment, the aroma of cheese, black pepper, sea salt, and beef blended and filled the air.
Malcanta's beef black pepper pasta dish left Fuyumi in awe!
"My dish is ready!"
...
When the lid was lifted.
The aroma of cheese wafted out.
"Cheese, black pepper, sea salt..." Fuyumi couldn't help but comment, inhaling the scent.
Looking closely, the dark brown beef was covered in a glistening sauce, with steam rising from the steak.
Color!
Aroma!
Flavor!
In these three aspects, the color and aroma had already reached perfection.
The pasta was a uniform yellow, and the beef was a tempting reddish-brown, contrasting with the deep brown pepper sauce.
The black pepper sauce evenly coated the pasta and beef, making it irresistible.
So.
Fuyumi, after taking in the aroma.
Quickly picked up a knife and fork, cutting a small piece of beef and tasting it.
The piece was no larger than a thumb, but the texture was so smooth it cut effortlessly, like slicing through soft tofu!
"This beef..."
Seeing how easily she cut the piece, Fuyumi's eyes widened.
Achieving such tenderness in beef...
Without further thought.
She gently tapped the beef with her knife.
Every tap made the beef spring back, showing its elasticity!
"This..."
"Even though it's cooked to medium, it's still this elastic..."
Fuyumi used a fork to lift the beef to her eyes, observing closely, and praised it.
"Hehe... If I wasn't skilled, I wouldn't dare challenge you to a Shokugeki."
Hearing Fuyumi's praise, Malcanta felt even happier and spoke with a smile.
...
As soon as it entered her mouth.
Her teeth gently bit into the beef, feeling it push back.
Savoring the resistance, Fuyumi bit down harder.
Juice burst forth instantly, filling her mouth.
At the same time, the flavors of cheese, black pepper, and sea salt exploded.
Continuing to chew, the beef, initially resisting, became smooth and tender, never tough.
Smooth, tender, soft, elastic!
This was Fuyumi's experience with the beef.
The black pepper pasta released a rich pepper aroma, deep and unique, awakening her taste buds.
The beef's richness combined with the pepper's spiciness created an indescribably wonderful flavor.
The sauce was perfectly balanced.
Not too strong, not too bland.
It highlighted the beef's savoriness and the pasta's texture!
As she savored it, she detected a slight sweetness from the pasta, harmonizing perfectly with the sauce and beef.
...
"I actually lost?"
Fuyumi couldn't believe it.
The sense of defeat hit
her like a heavy hammer, crushing her spirit.
She felt an overwhelming sense of loss and frustration, as if all her hopes and efforts had vanished.
Additionally.
Her chest felt tight, making it hard to breathe.
In the black pepper beef pasta, she tried to find her mistake, but her mind was in chaos, thoughts tangled and unclear.
She felt trapped in a dark maze, hitting walls, unable to find a way out.
Every attempt.
Only deepened her sense of failure, making her struggles seem futile.
"This is the power of the Midnight Chefs?"
Filled with helplessness and fear, she looked at Malcanta with despair.
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