Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Morita Maki is still explaining his cooking methods in detail.

There are many ways to do this kind of pie, the most common is French pie, French pie.

If it weren't for a solid pastry foundation, Maki would naturally not be able to make a delicious pies.

As the outer layer that wraps the "secret garden", the taste is of course very important.

In short, from the beginning of the noodles to the hollandaise sauce seasoning at the finishing step, this "crispy fish pie" is full of details. Only the noodles and the processing methods of the fish fillets make the group of people in Xingliao speechless. .

Trivial but delicate, dizzying and even suffocating skills!

finally.

Except for Yoshino Yuuhime who finished her share, the other plates were filled with the relatively complete and almost untouched'Crispy Fish Pie'.

"Actually, my recipe has also been improved. Salmon is the best main ingredient. I have tried my best to incorporate the fish into the cooking." Morita frowned and scanned a few that had barely moved. The plate, "Is it not tasty?"

"No, no!"

Tian Suohui had an expression of crying, and stuttered: "Yes, it is so delicious! Maki sauce!"

"Then why did you only take a bite?"

With no conscious doubts about Maki, Isshiki Hui, Tian Suohui, Sakura Ryoko and others looked at each other.

"Hey, Maki sauce!" Saki Ryoko, a girl with a big sister's character, smiled a little stiffly, and forcedly explained: "Because, because we have eaten your food, we are so happy...so we don't have to eat it next! "

happy?You have to cry.

Xingping Chuangzhen curled his lips aside.

For some reason, while eating cooking, he suddenly thought of the female classmate who often came to Xingping Restaurant, that lovely girl with crisp short hair and beautiful big eyes.

Mayumi Kurase.

Xing Ping Chuang was really a little lost in saying the name silently.

He was awakened by a scream.

Turning his head to look around, Xingping Chuangzhen was also taken aback.

Maki Morita, who was darkening without warning, took a plate, and Tian Suohui, who was running in a panic like chasing a little bunny, pushed Tian Suohui to the corner, and used a fork to fork a slice of "crispy fish pie" and smiled. The ground was stuffed into Tian Suohui's mouth.

"Well!"

Tian Suohui's big eyes quickly filled with tears, "It's delicious, so delicious! But I really don't want to eat anymore!"

These are delicious tears, but also the sorrowful tears of the soul being exported.

Upon seeing this, everyone, including Xingping Chuangzhen, dispersed, the scene was like a frightened flock of birds.

Everyone scrambled to escape, and in a flash, only Tian Suohui, who had collapsed, and Maki Morita who fed her were left in the kitchen of Pole Star Liao.

It's also worth mentioning that I said no, but when Isshiki Hui, Sakura Ryoko and the others ran away, they also took their plates away.

There is no scheduled review session.

The Pole Star Liao Midnight Theatre came to an abrupt end.

...

Xia Yu turned off the phone video amusedly, turned her head to the stunned Aoki Zongta, and shrugged.

Sect Aoki turned his expression back, rubbing his chin and said, "When will my cooking of the'Ghost Face Monk' have this power. Let the diners enjoy it, but at the same time I am deeply afraid...happy and painful! "

"Never!" Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "It's better to go to the end of the road of happiness, pain or something, whoever loves to eat, who eats!"

"It makes sense!"

Qing Muzong nodded too much, "Is it pure taste?"

He then touched his stomach, and said with a smile: "A plate of roast chicken is just for sacrificing your teeth. I will trouble you to make a few more shiny dishes. I will pay for it!"

"no problem!"

There is no reason for the VIP guests who are delivered to the door not to work.Xia Yu returned to the kitchen, started work, and worked!

...

Pole Star Liao, Room 205.

Two empty plates are placed on the table.

Isshiki Hui and Xingping Chuangzhen knelt on the floor face to face for a long time before digesting the soul shock brought by the "Crispy Fish Pie".

Smacking his lips, chasing the aftertaste in his mouth, Xingping Chuangzhen's whole person is sweet.

"Morita is amazing!" Xingping Chuangzhen murmured.

"Yeah, a monster!"

Isshiki Hui felt empathetic, and squeezed her fork tightly, "The meticulous cooking skills, combined with a strong chef's mind... She must shine in the autumn selection!"

"Am I losing again?"

Xingping Chuangzhen lowered his face.

"Chuang Zhenjun, you lost to the chef's mind." Isshiki Hui opened her mouth, not knowing how to comfort him, she could only say like this, "On the basis of cooking alone, your free and eclectic cooking skills, and Maki sauce’s meticulous cooking skills do not actually distinguish between good and bad."

"The key is the chef's mind!"

"This is what I'm pursuing too!" Isshiki Hui's complexion said, "The guy in the first seat took the road of dedication and serving cooking. And Maki-chan, took the road of conveying love through food. "

"The first table understood the cooking spirit of'serving', and the future Maki sauce will also understand the cooking spirit of'love'." Isshiki Hui sighed, "The chef's mind is really foul!"

"Yes!"

Xing Ping Chuang is really concerned about it.

"I am afraid that only the'extreme' taste can suppress the dishes that have the heart..."

"Extreme taste? Don't think too much. Let's stand in front of you."

"Ok."

...

Early the next morning.

On the second day of school, Xia Yu woke up early, prepared a sumptuous lunch for herself, then stepped on a bicycle and went to school leisurely.

There is actually nothing to say about the leisurely daily life, but it is worth mentioning that starting today, when having lunch in a corner of the campus, Sakamoto and Hideki Nishimura are also indispensable.

In addition to communicating with the God of Chef Space and practicing cooking skills, Xia Yu is also working hard to deepen his understanding of [Spice Inequality].

One day in class.

He and Morita Maki were chatting online.

"Ms. Nagiri Erina is so cruel and ruthless!" Morita said, "Today, she had a halberd battle with the senior director of the Chanko Hot Pot Research Association, and Ms. Erina's'Italian Shrimp Dumpling' She won the victory almost without a bloody sword... and then, the entire'Shanko Hot Pot Research Association' was flattened by her!"

Morita Maki also sent pictures.

Some of the personal photos of Erina Nagiri, let Xia Yu watch for a long time.

It has to be said that the tongue of God wearing a white chef's clothes has a kind of icy and clean temperament. The long blond hair that was originally draped and tied into a single ponytail makes the whole person refreshed and clean.

"The flower of the halberd has already bloomed, Maki, you must continue to work hard!"

Xia Yu replied, and Maki then replied with a smiling expression, "Ayu, come on together!"

The screen of the phone was locked and his pocket was stuffed. Xia Yu found that someone was stabbing him in the waist with a pen and couldn't help but turned to look. Nishimura looked at him frantically, with an anxious look on his face.

The atmosphere in the classroom is a bit cold.

Uh.

Realizing what happened, Xia Yu looked up and saw that, sure enough, a bald middle-aged male English teacher was on the podium, staring at him for an instant, "Student Xia Yu?"

Facing the seating chart, finding Xia Yu's name, the English teacher said straightforwardly: "Please translate the short article I just said."

"Are you all?"

"Correct."

Xia Yu picked up the textbook and started a smooth translation.

After a while, I sat back and the class continued.

Hideo Nishimura rode next to him and whispered, "So you have a class!"

"Listening to class?" Xia Yu shook his head, focusing on the draft book he had at hand. Several consecutive pages of white paper were filled with various symbols or letters representing spices.

At the same time, in God of Kitchen Space.

Let the system put in a bottle of spices, which are neatly arranged in rows and rows on the kitchen counter.

Xia Yu's eyes were covered with black cloth. Standing in front of the kitchen counter, she picked up a certain spice bottle at random and sniffed the scent, "Huh? Very strong lemon fragrance, but not dried lemon slices, there is a faint The smell of earth and grass..."

"It's lemongrass!"

"The answer is correct." The system said mechanically, "Please tell me how to use lemongrass."

So Xia Yu raised up the words and started a long talk.