Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The light illuminates a young face.

The young man walked over with a smile, holding the bowl wrapped in light in both hands.

"Please use, examiner—"

He put the bowl on the kitchen counter by the door, his eyes fixed on Akiyama Hiroshi in the crowd.

A group of people huffed around the kitchen counter.

"This soup..."

Nagiri Erina couldn't help but said in surprise: "What's the matter, the soup in front is still milky white, now it's clear!"

The milky white is big bone soup.

And now the color of the soup in the bowl is more like vegetarian soup.

However, the color of vegetarian soup is generally bright yellow. Now the soup in the bowl is closer to the golden color. It is clear and bright. It may be due to the fact that the soup is slightly swaying in the bowl and sparkling. Look like.

In the clear soup, there are noodles tangled in circles in an orderly manner.

There is only one face.

One noodle fills a big bowl!

"Guru~"

Sniffing the scent of the boiling soup, Kobayashi Gentiana wiped the corner of his mouth, his eyes visibly filled with desire, staring at the noodles in the bowl for a moment, his appetite was activated.

"What's the matter with this smell!" Isshiki was suppressing something secretly, frightened.

Obviously it is clear soup, plus a continuous piece of noodles, it looks like a bowl of plain noodles at first glance, but after smelling the diffused scent of soup, the shimmering bowl of noodles in the field of vision is distorted and blurred and becomes different.

Water-like ripples emerged.

Chicken bones, big pig bones.

Corn, carrots, white radish...

Garlic, ginger slices, onions and various spices faintly appear in the bowl, proclaiming their own existence, interpreting themselves, and a strong sense of picture emerges spontaneously. Something has to break through the picture!

Isshihui held his breath, he felt that he was in the tide, and even under the wind of the giant wave, but he did not avoid it, but tightened his heartstrings, full of expectation, and went to meet the giant wave!

Wow!

The fragrance rolled up the wind and swept across his body, Yishihui trembling. In the picture of his head, he himself was swallowed by a huge wave, drifting with the waves in the torrential flood, without a trace of panic. Instead, he was physically and mentally stable, like a ship returning to Hong Kong.

"Wake up!"

Suddenly someone was patting him on the shoulder, and Isshihui opened her confused eyes and found that it was Dojima Gin's face with a sullen face.

"You will be lost!"

Dojima Gin said so, and immediately took pictures of Erina and Gentiana Kobayashi.

Among the crowd, only three interns were at a loss, and a group of bigwigs, including Tokyo Governor Yuriko Tamagawa, had serious expressions.

"Ah!"

But Ma Si just smiled, shook his head, and said inwardly: "It seems that they will soon find out..."

"Try it—"

Young voice broke the silence.

Xia Yu gave Akiyama Hiroshi a pair of chopsticks, Akiyama Hiroshi took it, and slowly picked up the bowl.

At this time, Hiroshi Akiyama became the focus of everyone's attention, staring at him with a pair of eyes. Kobayashi Gentiana itself is a famous foodie. He was greedy, and he was muttering something unwillingly.

There is only one bowl of noodles, and Akiyama Hiroshi is the only one who is lucky enough to taste.

The others are just spectators and witnesses of this review.

Chopsticks!

Akiyama Hiroshi accurately grasped the end of a noodle thread, with a strong expectation in his eyes, and swished, so the white noodles broke through the water, and he was continuously sucked into his mouth, sprinkling small drops of water. .

"This taste...smooth and tender!"

"Delicate! Flexible!"

He couldn't stop his mouth at all, it was half a bowl when he ate, and the sound of noodle sucking couldn't be stopped. Finally, the cheeks bulged high, and Hiroshi Akiyama was willing to use his teeth to bite the noodles with a snort.

The noodles fell back into the bowl, and the soup was sparkling.

chew!

Chew big!

The muscles of Akiyama Hiroshi's entire face were strained and twisted because of brutal and vulgar chewing.

It's not just the delicate and creamy taste of noodles.

The soup is actually the soul of a bowl of noodles. When Hiroshi Akiyama was smoking noodles, he ate a lot of soup. At this moment, his mouth was wet. With chewing, he bit off the tough noodles, and the soup became The smell exploded.

But this kind of explosion is a kind of soft and soft energy, which is very strange.

"Wrong! Wrong!"

Unable to stop talking to himself, Hiroshi Akiyama shouted as he ate, "It's not a vegetarian soup, nor a big bone soup... They are fusion, both the refreshing of vegetables, and the mellowness of thick soup, this is a special soup! "

I don't know how to describe the ultimate taste of this special grade pasta.

Cotton?

Just like a Tai Chi master punching in his head, it is obviously a slow movement, but it hides too much mystery.

Boom, Hiroshi Akiyama heard the sound of the door opening. He tasted spices, pepper, fennel, grass fruit, meat kou, etc., which set off a wave in the mouth, but then, the vegetable juice was poured into the wave, which would be too thick and over-rushed. The taste is mild.

In those hands, he obviously felt that the taste wave was too light, so he waved a spoon and splashed a drop of old soup made from chicken bones and pig bones, so the refreshing wave was stained with golden color and became soft. Powerful, giving Akiyama Hiroshi a feeling of endless aftertaste.

Swallow the food.

Going to look at the noodles and soup in the bowl, Akiyama Hiroshi wanted to take his chopsticks, but he hummed as if he was struck by thunder, and his whole body was shaken.

"full--"

There was a faint voice in his head.

The body is also making satisfying hiccups.Looking at Xia Yu, Qiu Shanhong felt so angry and funny in his heart, what is this, half a bowl of noodles wanted him to be truly full and satisfied?

If Chef Guangming Lin releases his appetite and releases his appetite, the terrifying gluttony scene will certainly not be weaker than the Chef Dark Lin of the same level.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

Seeing that Hiroshi Akiyama hadn't put down his chopsticks, Xiaolin Gentiana couldn't help but asked eagerly.

Dojima Gin, Ryoko Rina, and Commander Totsuki all cast curious eyes.They also want to eat, but there is only one bowl of noodles.

"Okay."

Hiroshi Akiyama replied faintly, exhaling a refreshing breath, and then eating the leftovers with his chopsticks, but as he sucked, the hand holding the chopsticks in front of him suddenly trembled.

Snapped!

This is the sound of chopsticks dropping to the ground.

"what happened!"

Messy.

The change made a chef Lin lose his composure.

His expression was blank, his head kept a trace of clarity, Akiyama looked around, and there was a vast mist in front of him, here is a misty world, even he himself is a cloud of mist, an incorporeal existence, with only a little wisdom, Return to the original and chaotic land of the soul.

However, in the real world, Akiyama has a peaceful expression.

Xia Yu left quietly.

He returned to the kitchen counter and found the prepared materials.

Shrimp head, clams.

Turn on the fire, first throw the shrimp heads in a pan and cook. When the water boils, add the washed clams and cook again. After the clam shells are all opened, remove the shrimp heads and clams.

Stop the fire, filter out impurities, and mix with the broth that Ryoko Rina was told to cook.

The ingredients used in the previous broth are kelp, scallops, dried whitebait and katsuobushi.

Mix the two kinds of soup, then mix in the big bone soup that was originally reserved, put it on the stove in a pot, and continue to cook.

Next, cut some minced garlic and onion, use a small pan to melt a piece of 20 grams of butter, add minced garlic and onion to soften, then pour in white wine, wait for the alcohol to evaporate clean, and cook it. The hot soup has reached the key point.

Huh!

Sprinkling several spoonfuls of thick soup into the pan, Xia Yu turned around and brought out a bowl of black, liquid-like things.