Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Oh no!"

Hase Ichiro's expression became stiff.

When Mas, Isshiki Kei, Nakiri Erina and others tasted the fish fillets, the smiles that naturally appeared in Hase Ichiro’s eyes were a sign that the double mark was compromised.

The fortress built by the taste in the mouth is not necessarily strong, but with the imprint of the heart of the kitchen, it is a double yoke!

At least, Ichiro Hase is confident and has tasted his tempura and mulled wine. When these lucky diners go to eat the next dish, whether it is Takei or Natsuha's dishes, they will be tasteless!

And the tasteless performance of food is by no means a smile!

Therefore, when he saw that all the diners smiled happily, Hase Ichiro felt that the situation was not good.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Everyone who had tasted sashimi, in a food fantasy, heard the sound of ice breaking.

They walked on the ice field of the far north heaven on foot.

The ice under my feet suddenly cracked, and the fresh and plump sea breams leaped out swiftly, resembling sharks in size, carrying a rich and delicious atmosphere.

Rumbling.

Suddenly, the whole heaven was shaking.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

Tian Suohui, Kohei Suzaki, Nagiri Erina and others were shocked. Before they had time to flee, the ice layer below their feet collapsed. Shattered, shiny ice crystals fell from the sky, and a group of people screamed , Exclaimed, falling from the sky of heaven, with all his hair scattered, clothes and dresses, the picture is too beautiful.

"Om—"

At this moment, time froze suddenly.

A bell-like bell sounded loudly, resounding through the sky and the earth. At an unknown depth of the ground, there was a whale with huge wings, carrying a black shadow that obscured the sky, and lifted up vertically.

Snapped!

The whale flicked its tail, and everyone fell to its back.

Xingping Chuang took a really hissing breath, his thighs, palms, and a layer of frost climbed in an instant.

"It's been frozen!"

Yoshino Yuuhime bounced around not far away, her ankles climbed on the shiny ice crystals, while the huge whale was still flying vertically, with a light flap of its wings, slamming, and the cold wind of the far north was blowing from the sky.

Rise!

Rise!

Keep going up!

There is no end to this sky, Kunpeng takes them to travel around the world!

...

After a long while, everyone regained their senses in the kitchen, their expressions still writing big dazed.

"So light!"

Ma Si stared at his hands and feet in a daze.

"The body is released!" he said, "break all shackles! Break all restrictions!"

"The sky is high and the earth is wide!"

Beside him, Elizabeth's blue eyes seemed to hide the boundless sky in the cooking, she muttered to herself: "Is this the intention the chef gave to the cooking? Is this the world of artistic conception he weaves?"

Nagiri Erina curled her eyebrows.

Suddenly looking back, and then chasing the aftertaste in the mouth, the "God's Tongue" stopped working, and there was no concrete picture at all.

Tian Suohui wrote silly on her face, very cute.

She squatted in the corner of the kitchen counter, her white palms tightly covered her ears, and she kept saying, "Ah, so annoying, how can the buzzing sound be dispelled..."

Kunpeng's cry faintly echoed in his ears.

Vigorous and magnificent.

Just like the blue sky, it is vast and boundless, and they are given an unspeakable momentum!

Morita Maki covered her mouth and stared at the smiling childhood sweetheart.

At this moment, Hase Ichiro’s cooking, the hermit pastoral scroll left in her mind, was like the crushed ice when the sea bream jumped out of the barrier of time when tasting sashimi.

Kaka broken.

Instead, it was a magnificent picture of the sky.

She seemed to be still in the picture scroll. Looking up, she was flying a huge whale as large as a floating island city, casting shadows on the ground.

What Hase Ichiro gave them was a freehand and abstract cooking world like Chinese painting.

The world Xia Yu knits is surprisingly similar in style.

It's not as exquisite as it used to be, but it gives people the feeling that it's not working.

"One more slice! One more slice!"

There is a voice in everyone's mind saying so.

Grunt.

Swallowing quietly, Kobayashi Gentiana stretched out his chopsticks again, picking up a piece of fish thin as a gauze.

Put it in your mouth!

boom!

Back to that lingering world, Kobayashi's gentian cheeks were covered with excited red tide, "That's that feeling! A bite of heaven! Every piece of sashimi is the ultimate!"

Unlike the people rushing to eat, Mars stood still.

"Sound?"

"Shiyi?"

The picture in the head is vivid, and there is a faint voice, which is terrible.Mars completely forgot what the tempura and mulled wine tasted before.

Boom!

The stomach pouch was shaking inside the body, obviously hungry, and a signal of thirst came to his head, but Mars was not in a hurry to taste the second piece of fish, but was meditating, repeatedly chewing aftertaste, and mentally satisfied.

"He satisfied me again."

"However, if I eat sashimi in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it."

Mars admired again and smiled secretly.

Let’s put it that way, Xia Yu’s fish meat dishes are already the best in the cuisine of sashimi and fish fillets.

This is terrible.

Mastering an ultimate dish is more terrifying than the ultimate taste.

Because it expresses that the chef has reached the pinnacle in a certain field and is invincible in this field!

Imagine if a chef has mastered the ultimate cooking in multiple fields, would others still use it?Invincible in multiple areas and invulnerable from multiple angles, how many halberd provisions must be set to restrict him from winning.

The so-called premium "must kill" dishes also represent the ultimate in a certain dish, not the ultimate in taste.

"Sure..."

Passing this set of words in his mind, Ma Si suddenly stared at the smiling Xia Yu, feeling shocked.

"If it's the topic of Japanese food and seafood, this dish really deserves the title of "must kill." Chef Lin and Chef Dragon can't do better!"Ma Si thought.

Ingredients?

'Star Snapper' is one of the oldest fantasy ingredients, impeccable.

Sword skill?

The cut fish fillets are as thin as veil and strands, without a trace of weight in the hand, just like hair.Maas can't think of the possibility of deep processing. On this basis, thinner and lighter fish fillets, shouldn't they really be silk, like hair?

"call!"

He sighed heavily and condensed the amazement in his eyes, Masi shifted his gaze and glanced at Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hase who were standing together, and made a final conclusion for the private halberd.

"They, lost!"

"The Libra of Victory is tilted completely!"

"Not a level contest!"

If no one else said, there was pity in Ma Si's eyes.

On the second day of promotion to the special class, all neon, online and offline, were discussing them. When their "vigour" and "confidence" reached their peak, they personally went to the door to initiate the halberd, and then they received a disastrous defeat...

Mars assumed he was the initiator of the halberd.

Just thinking about it, his mind is covered with inevitable shadows.

It was a complete loss together. It was really sad and broken.Mas shook his head, gloating in his heart: "Who made you eat a halberd with a perverted kid? It's boring to ask yourself. Now it's okay. If you can't regain the courage and confidence of being a chef, your path as a chef will be That's it."