Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Nagiri Erina pointed to the dark crowd in the front block and opened her mouth.

"you sure?!"

"Really!"

Nito Hisako looked anxious.When Natsuki and Erina Nagiri made a gambling agreement that day, she was the witness.It can only be said that the situation is very bad, and Nito Hisako is already praying for Erina Nagiri.

boom!

The door of the cart slammed, Nakiri Erina got out of the car, and Nito Hishisa hurriedly followed after locking the car.

The two did not squeeze into the crowd, but stood on the side street.

Looking from the outside of the car, Nagiri Erina's vision suddenly widened.The crowd was indeed a long dragon, crooked and crooked, stretching out from a low-rise shop with dimly lit yellow lights.

Some guests could not wait any longer and chose to leave.

"Hey! Coming late today!" A Zhai sighed to his companion.

"I just want to know what's on today's menu. If it can get in, you order three dishes, I order three dishes..." The companion said as he said, he wiped his saliva.

"Wake up, young man!" A Zhai raised his head and sighed, "Tomorrow is a new menu, with six completely different Chinese dishes...I hope I can eat it every day!"

There are also satisfied customers who just came out of the restaurant and enjoyed the food.

Several young female cosplayers, apparently went directly to the old shopping street after the show, wearing anime character costumes, wearing wigs, and colorful, walking in groups in front of Nakiri Erina and Nito Hisago.

"That candied taro, my god, I still have the smell of taro...Is this Chinese cuisine?" A younger female coser jumped and jumped, her face full of excitement.

"I ate the chopped pepper fish head. I was sweating, but what's the matter with it?" A coser fiddled with a wig that had blown out.

"No matter what you say, I still think the tea before serving is delicious!"

This group of female coser twittered and discussed.

"go--"

Nagiri Erina's face was not right, she hugged her arms, turned and walked into the car, unexpectedly hitting a girl who had just trot out of the shop behind.

"I'm very sorry." The black-haired girl bowed and apologized to Nagiri Erina, and ran away. A middle-aged uncle chased out from the shop, wearing a samurai costume and clogs, and shook his head helplessly at the back of the girl in the shop.

"Really! There are still so many things in the house, so I want to help that stinky boy by turning his elbow away!"

The burly middle-aged uncle with an inch left, witnessing the grand lineup in the block in front of him, was also a bit stunned, "Mr. Xia Qing returned to China, but I didn't expect the restaurant to be run by that kid. It's weird, weird."

Talking to himself, the middle-aged uncle turned and returned to the shop.

"..."

Nageri Erina and Nito Hisako both felt that they were transparent and had no sense of existence. They were completely ignored by the young diners passing by or the shopkeepers.

At this moment, both of them have a feeling that the Chinese restaurant is the protagonist of the old shopping street. No matter who is here, the light will be covered by it.

"Morita's Pastry House?"

Looking up at the old sign of the shop next to him inadvertently, Erina Nagiri silently returned to the back seat of the car.

Nito Hisako sat in the driver's seat, carefully observed the gloomy face of God Tongue from the rearview mirror, and whispered: "Master Erina, you can't let its business become so hot, you will lose..."

"Yes, I will lose!"

Nakiri Erina gritted her teeth and said.

"Would you like..." Nito Hisasha moved other thoughts.

"No need!" Nagiri Erina said solemnly, "You will lose even if you lose!"

Then she raised her mouth slightly, her eyes filled with mockery.

"Besides, who said I would lose?"

Nito Hisako was stunned.

"Hisasha, have you visited the Totsuki school forum recently?" Erina Nagiri calmed down her anger well, with a smile in her eyes.

Uh?Nito Hishasa opened his eyes slightly.

In the two days of Yuanyue’s internal forums, there were actually several posts about Xia’s Chinese Restaurant. The posters were Yuanyue’s students, and the attention was not low.

Yuanyue students are probably onlookers, watching the excitement is not too big a problem.However, there must be students who mind the "authentic" sign posted on this Chinese restaurant.

For example, the eighth seat of the Yuanyue Chinese Cuisine Research Association, the eighth seat of the "Yuanyue Ten Jie", is a long time for me.

For a long time, Zhaoji is good at Sichuan cuisine. He believes that hemp and spicy are the orthodox of Chinese cuisine. He deliberately enlarges Sichuan dishes and uses violent spicy to dominate the diners.

Of course, other Yuanyue students who are good at Chinese cuisine are more or less uncomfortable with such a Chinese restaurant that has risen overnight and has become so famous.With a tough personality, I'm afraid I have the idea of ​​looking for a chef to try the halberd.

Nito Hisako is not stupid. She caught a glimpse of Erina Nagakiri's leisurely look through the rearview mirror. She was surprised and said, "...Someone deliberately spread news on Totsuki's internal forum to provoke conflict?"

"But, who can manipulate Yuanyue students?" Xinto Hishasha frowned.

Nagiri Erina chuckled, looked at the front of the car, and then at the back, "Hisasha, don't you think the dividing line between new and old in this shopping street is too obvious?"

Nito Hishasa faintly understood something.

"The developer definitely doesn't want the old antiques that are about to step into the coffin in the old shopping street to regenerate." Erina Nagiri sat up with her legs up. "A long-silent restaurant suddenly became popular. The developer is anxious."

"Master Erina, do you mean that a developer has commissioned our Yuanyue students to suppress that restaurant?" Nito Hishasa covered her mouth.

"Let's wait and see."

Nakiri Erina's blond hair curled her shoulders, with a relaxed expression.

She obviously knew who the developer's client was.

...

Yokohama, Chinatown.

A high-end restaurant specializing in Chinese cuisine is booming when night falls.

"Miyoko!"

In the restaurant’s kitchen, the restaurant’s Hojo chef smiled with satisfaction at a girl with short purple hair, "Thank you tonight. The igo jury has left, and our restaurant has passed the six-star certification!"

There was a hint of excitement in the middle-aged man's voice.

"Father, I'm going to Tokyo these few days." The beautiful girl suddenly said, her eyes sharp.

"To Tokyo?"

"Yes, there is a Chinese restaurant on the Internet that has suddenly become popular these days. I want to taste it myself." At this point, the girl laughed crisply, "If it is as authentic and delicious as it is circulating on the Internet, I I plan to study there. But if I just have a false name, I'm sorry...I will launch a halberd, win and personally smash their signs!"

The middle-aged cook frowned.

"Miyoko, since you are going to Tokyo, then you should stop by the igo Japan headquarters to get a one-star chef certification."

"Father, I will pass the one-star test!"

The girl's heroic and pretty face is full of confidence.