Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"...Why... it's obviously a very common ingredient..."

Si Gong stared blankly at the moving hobbyhorse, and the laughter of the colorful amusement park sounded so harsh to him.

"Master Si Gong!"

Gan Hyugako jumped off the Trojan horse and pulled Shinomiya Kojiro, "It's fun, let's go sit together!"

"What the hell!"

A slap covered Kan Hyugako's entire small face, Shinomiya Kojiro coldly refused Kan Hyugako's approach, and tried his best to maintain the pride in his heart.

"This is not my recipe!"

Kojiro Shinomiya said over and over again: "She added strange things indiscriminately. No, this is definitely not my recipe. The seasoning and collocation of my recipe is not so'sweet'. It is too sweet. How can vegetables be made? This kind of sweetness...why...ah..."

"Senior!"

Suddenly, a cheerful girl shouted in surprise, but it wasn't from Gan Hyugako.

A certain girl who had been waiting on a bench for a long time ran to the gate of the amusement park, a cool boy with her hands in her pants pockets, let the girl take her arms and line up at the end of the Ferris wheel line .

The strange thing is that the boy looked like himself in high school, but the girl who held his arm was a girl who didn't know him at all.Kojiro Shinomiya panicked completely, rushed over, separated the bonded couple abruptly, and let out a nervous smile, "I am enough alone! I don't need an idiot to hold me back!"

"Senior—"

This time it was finally Gan Hyugako calling him.

Ok?

reality.

His hands trembled, almost unable to grasp the fork. Kojiro Shimiya dropped the hole slightly, his spectacles reflected the light, and others could not see the complicated light in his eyes.

"How is it, Shinomiya, what do you think of Morita Maki's cooking..." Dojima Ginyoshi asked leisurely.

"Heh, add things indiscriminately, is this cooking?"

Kojiro Shinomiya said: "In short, this is not my'Jiuzhen French Vegetable Jelly', but Maki Morita's own creation! It's definitely not my recipe!"

His mouth is very hard, but he refuses to be soft.

"I'm just asking you, did Maki Morita prove the value of her existence?" Dojima Gin looked at Shinomiya, who reacted so strongly, with a fox smile on his lips.

Sure enough, this guy was deeply moved.

Cough.

Glancing at Morita Maki's French jelly on the table, Dojima Gin took a breath, trying not to recall the sweet and soft feeling.That kind of taste seemed to make his hard heart fall.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Kojiro Shinomiya was silent.

"This was decided by a vote. Even if I say'no', will she still drop out of school because of my opinion?" His mouth sneered.

Glancing at the judging table, the five judges Dojima Gin, Kanshouhei, Otongda, Suwon Fuyumi, and Nagiri Erina all have expressions of approval. Kojiro Shinomiya’s opinions are indeed insignificant.

"What a strong personal mark!" Guan Shouping and Wutongtian glanced at each other, feeling awe-inspiring. They didn't dare to say the word'cooking heart' for fear of further stimulating the self-esteem of the fourth house.

What he has been pursuing all the time appeared in this year's new students, and it was not only the fourth house that was shocked, but they also had a sense of loss that was surpassed by the younger generation.

"Although it is a dish made according to the recipe of Sigiya, this dish is no longer the original "Jiuzhen French Vegetable Jelly". I think it is more appropriate to call it "Fantastic Amusement Park Vegetable Jelly"!" Suwon Dongmei slowly Said, his cheeks were flushed.

"What kind of fantasy amusement park, I said it is more appropriate to call a colorful amusement park!" Gan Hyugako said.

Koppa Sachi and Erina Nagiri could not intervene.

In fact, Nagiri Erina has a more suitable name in her heart, but she can't say it, and the graduates can't say it.So let's just play dumb together and keep warm, what a harmonious picture.

The only thing left unmoved, except for Xia Yu, who was still communicating with God of Cooking Space, was Ryoko Lina standing next to him.

"Maki is really amazing!"

Tian Suohui also showed joy, looking at the partners and partners being discussed around by the graduates, and she was sincerely excited.

but……

Turning his head and glanced at the food he had just placed on the table, his heart finally calmed down, and his unwilling pounding intensified his beating.She clasped her hands tightly and hinted to herself: "No, I'm not afraid anymore!"

The color world entrenched in the mind has not faded.

That voice still faintly echoed in my heart, repeating the cooking explanation of'Jiuzhen French Vegetable Jelly'.

Around the special cooking of Morita Maki, everyone discussed for a while, and finally turned their eyes to the neglected Tian Suohui.

"Tian Suohui!"

Dojima Gin's voice surprised Tian Suohui.

"Yes!" she replied quickly tightly.

"Don't be nervous..." Upon seeing this, Dojima Gin showed a helpless smile, "Let's start tasting your food now."

As a result, the five judges all changed to a clean knife and fork.

Suwon Tomi is a facial paralysis, and did not take special care of Tian Suohui's face, staring at her French jelly, her eyebrows curled up, "This appearance, and Morita Maki's cooking, are not of the same level!"

Not to mention the cabbage leaves on the surface.

The internal vegetable compartments are actually uneven, carrots, zucchini and other vegetables cut into strips, from the critical eyes of the five judges, the skill of the knife can be said to be...horrible!

However, when thinking of the trembling look of Tian Suohui when cooking the dishes before, several judges were relieved.

Such a nervous little girl who is on the verge of collapse can grit her teeth and finish cooking, which is very difficult.

Not to mention cooking, she has already demonstrated her courage.

The spirit of climbing to the end!

Kojiro Shinomiya pushed the frame of the glasses.

He was so silent that he didn't say anything to ridicule such a "dumb".

"I'll do it first!"

Although not a member of the judging bench, Gan Hyugako was more active than anyone else. With a stroke of the knife, he cut a corner of the French frozen delivery, and he chewed clearly, and immediately stared in amazement:

"Hey, although the appearance is terrible, the taste is surprisingly harmonious!"

"Very standard taste!"

I couldn't help but cut another corner and taste it carefully. With chewing, there were teardrops brewing in the corner of Dry Hyugako's eyes. When she cut the third piece of French jelly and ate it, she burst into tears.

"Xiaohui--" Putting down the knife and fork, he rushed over, hugged the unprepared simple girl tightly, and Gan Hyugako said nothing to let go.

Frightened by Hyugako's weird behavior, the underground kitchen was quiet for a full minute before there was a second taster.

Unexpectedly, it was Kojiro Shinomiya who followed Gan Hyugako this time.

"Huh, such a clumsy sword skill..."

Instead of eating it in a hurry, he used a fork to pick up a small piece of French jelly and placed it under his eyes to observe. Kojiro Shinomiya had only a "clumsy" evaluation of knife skills, and then slowly opened his mouth.

Well.

After chewing, the entrance is very light, this is the original taste of French tundra.

However, as the teeth bite the boiled vegetables, a rush of cooking thoughts mixed in the torrent of juices violently invaded the heart of Kojiro Shinomiya!