Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The mountain behind the shrine.

The mother-in-law of the thousand generations took the three qualified candidates to an old and leafy tree.

This tree is like a giant umbrella, stand underneath to look up.

A gust of wind blows, and there is a faint sound of bells. Xia Yu looked up and saw that it was an ancient tree branch with a lot of small bells tied with red rope. These bells are hidden between the branches and leaves. The wind blows the leaves and the bells are also Dancing with the leaves.

Moreover, it is not only a small bell that is tied to a branch with a red string, but also a small sign similar to a wishing charm.

"The question for the second round of assessment is just above."

The old woman turned around and said slowly.

"Upper?"

Only Xia Yu was shocked.

Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hase clearly understand the second round process.

"You choose one." The old woman said, her eyes fixed on Xia Yu, "'Recruit now' is a privilege, and it also means that the assessment is more difficult."

Damn it!

Xia Yu had garbled characters floating in her heart, opened her mouth, and swallowed the words back into her belly.

"So, who is the reviewer?" He was curious.

The old woman did not answer, but asked the Ice Cube Face Miko to fetch three long bamboo poles, one each for Xia Yu, Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hase.

"You choose whatever you want."

Shinji Takei and Hase Ichiro wandered under the umbrella with bamboo poles. After turning a few times, they locked the target. They used the sharp knife tied at the top of the bamboo pole to lightly cut the red string, and the sign fell on their hands. .

Looking down at the Chinese characters on the sign, Takei's face changed slightly.

And Ichiro Hase, with a confident look.

"It's me."

Xia Yu wasn't a dull temper, anyway, he chose randomly. He held the bamboo pole with a light stroke, and then caught the falling sign, showing a hint of joy.

"fish!"

There is only one simple Chinese character on the sign.

Good luck!

The heart that thumped and thumped, after seeing this Chinese character, immediately settled down.Xia Yu decided on the recipe he would use.

"Get ready, you can only bring your own seasonings and non-staple ingredients!"

Leaving a word, the owner of the shrine slowly left with the help of the Ice Cube Face Miko.

Xia Yu returns to the shrine and asks Dojima Gin to support some special kitchen utensils.

As for seasonings and non-staple ingredients, the cuisine he is going to make is actually very simple in terms of ingredients. It is good to bring some conventional seasonings, and it is okay to not bring non-staple ingredients.

...

The second round of assessment will be conducted at 6 o'clock that evening.

In fact, around five o'clock, a group of people had gathered on the shore of Lake Ashinoko.

There is a "torii" belonging to Chiyo Shrine by the lake, and next to the "torii" wooden torii, there are three altars lined up.

Said it is an altar, rather than an open-air kitchen. The ground is paved with stones and three stone workbenches are built. When Natsuha, Takei and Ichiro Hase arrived, there were already some from the Hakone area. The people are cleaning the altar spontaneously.

All three have their own preparations.

Xia Yu chose an altar, placed the heavy box, clicked, and opened the box. There were bottles and cans, oil, salt, and spice bottles.

"The environment here is really strange."

Xingping Chuangzhen, who was followed by La Zhuangding, put down a big box, wiped his sweat, and turned his head to look around.

"Yeah, so remote!"

Tian Suohui and Morita Maki both carry vegetable baskets. Inside the basket are some fresh side dishes, including ginger, garlic, and green onions.

For vegetables, it is common tomatoes and onions.

Nakiri Erina was also standing on the altar with empty hands, looking at the rippling Lake Ashinoko, with complicated eyes.

This is a remote and uninhabited corner of Lake Ashinoko. Looking back, the hill where Chiyo Shrine is located is inconspicuous among the undulating mountains. It is about ten minutes away.

It was evening, and the sun was setting, and everyone was covered with a dim sunset.

The logistics team of Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hase was arranging the kitchen counters, each with a clear division of labor and high efficiency. In less than ten minutes, the kitchen counters were filled with brand new kitchen utensils, but due to the open-air environment, such as ovens and freezers. Modern equipment is certainly not available.

On the flat ground in front of the altar, a group of spectators gathered early.

Some of these people were nearby townspeople, all of whom were older and gray-haired. The young people among them were all followers or disciples of the trainees.The other nine trainees all came, and Dojima Gin and Ryoko Rina were naturally there.

The crowd suddenly rioted.

It turned out that the mother-in-law of a thousand generations came, and a car was parked on a road not far away.

"Chidai Miko!"

"Miko-sama!"

The old townspeople bowed their heads.

Both the old maiden and the ice face maiden changed into more formal witch costumes. The white coats were printed with complicated patterns. This kind of formal witch costumes were usually called'Chihaya'.

The golden crown, the flower hairpin, and the old maiden are dressed in a ceremonial costume, and they also hold an instrument used for dancing ceremonies-Kagura Bell.

"let's start--"

The old witch said, her eyes swept across the three trainees standing on the altar.

"Where are the ingredients?"

Xia Yu's mind was full of question marks.

As if responding to Xia Yu, a large food truck painted with the igo logo slowly stopped on the highway. Several black business vans stopped behind. About twenty people in black got off the truck and got out of the large truck container. , Carry box after box of ingredients to the scene.

The main ingredient of Hase Ichiro is a few bags of rice.

The main ingredient of Shinji Takei is fresh chicken that has been slaughtered.

Xia Yu's main ingredient is live crucian carp.

The ingredients of the three were transported to the scene. The sun disappeared to the west, and the sky gradually dimmed. The old witch asked the igo staff to help light the fire, so the bonfire surrounded the three altars and brightened the lake.

Ichiro Hase and Shinji Takei became busy.

They all have their own logistics team. In addition to the ingredients, they have their own violent stoves in the professional kitchen, and there are several barrels of liquid fuel piled up next to the altar.

"Crack"

Turning the valve open, a fierce flame burst out, Hase Ichiro nodded, confirmed that the stove was okay, and went to fetch the polished rice instead.

I took seven or eight pressure cookers back and forth several times, each time I filled the pressure cooker with a certain amount of raw rice.

The next step is to wash rice.

Hase Ichiro maintained his own rhythm, like a monk, rubbing the rice grains in the cold water with his hands repeatedly, clearly proceeding intensively, but giving people a sense of calmness.

Shinji Takei is focusing on processing side ingredients.

Konjac, green pepper, lotus root, carrot.

His kitchen counter is full of vegetables of all kinds.

Xia Yu turned to look at Hase Ichiro and Takei Shinji, who were fully fired. He was not impatient, but waited quietly.

In the afternoon, Dojima Gin and Ryoko Rina explained to him the second round of assessment process in detail. Not to mention too complicated things. Tonight's altar is actually a stage for showing itself. The audience and the judges are the same group. people.

At this time, another truck stopped on the side of the road, causing the attention of the crowd.

This is not the food truck of the igo organization. There is a shiny Yuanyue Group logo on the outside of the container.

"Finally here!"

Dojima Ginza smiled, and a middle-aged man jumped down from the front passenger seat of the truck and bowed to Dojima Ginza. It was his deputy Hiroki Sena.

"Chairman, the things you want have already arrived, a full truck!" Hiroshi Sena had brought Dojima Gin to the back of the car, and pointed to the open rear door, which was stacked with layers and a truck full of them. Of dry firewood.