Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

In the evening.

At the entrance of the Xia's branch, several food reporters stationed here saw a pair of popular headlines coming out of the restaurant hallway wearing shoes.

Standing at the door did not move.

"Lost..."

"Lost!"

Shinji Takei and Ichiro Hase, their faces were all gray.

Hase is better. After all, he is old and his mood is much better than that of Shinji Takei, who was in his prime of life. Moreover, he was defeated head-on, and the double-marked cuisine was crushed upright. There was nothing but amazement in his heart and no regrets.

Shinji Takei is different.

After tasting Xia Yu's fish meat, a group of diners lost interest in Takei Shinji's "Beer Wine Golden Shrimp", and finally tasted a little bit with a cold expression.

What shocked them most was the second part of eating halberd privately——

Try each other and evaluate each other's cooking!

But the three of them kept silent during this session, and didn't say a word of nonsense, because the chef had already put what he wanted to say in the food he cooked with all his strength.

"Takei, cheer up!"

Hase Ichiro didn't say any comforting words, but patted Takei Shinji on the shoulder, then got in the car and left.

"President——"

Another black car came over, the window of the driver's seat was rolled down, and the young driver asked, "How about, have you beaten the'youngest super chef in the history of Neon'?"

Takei just shook his head and was silent.

In his head, there is still a real cooking mood scene.

The boundless sky.

Under the magnificent blue sky, he looked so humble and so small, even though he was holding the Kitchen Heart Knife named'Sharp Blade' in his hand, he just waved it at the sky and drew his knife and looked around blankly. Can't find an opponent.

Is it right against heaven and earth?

Where is the heaven?

Where is the land?Is it the ground, let him hack with a knife?

The strong sense of powerlessness is something Shinji Takei has never encountered before embarking on the path of a chef and learning cooking for 20 years.

However, he has one thing in common with Hase Ichiro, that is, he is convinced to lose!

"The shadow of "Must kill"!"

Shinji Takei murmured, "In the neon gourmet world, special chefs, chefs Lin, and chefs who master sashimi-related must-kill dishes can be counted with one slap. He is only sixteen years old, and he stands in the field of sashimi. At the top?"

The more I think about it, the more I feel heavy.

The magnificent blue sky may be a direct manifestation of the chef's mood.

The young man's inner world is very big and big. Not only is his vision not restricted by his age, he is not restricted by his nationality, nor is he restricted by the so-called Chinese cuisine.

Vaguely, Shinji Takei saw in Xia Yu the shadow of the evildoers a hundred years ago.

It's a pity that the food world has changed drastically, and fantasy ingredients have invaded. After World War II, decades have passed, and it has been a long time since there have been no underage chefs.

"Huh...Sixteen-year-old super chef!" Shinji Takei truly recognized Xia Yu's strength.

No special badges are needed.

Now under the throne of the boy, there are already two more bones of special chefs.

The opponent's bones are the most powerful proof.

As one of the defeated, Shinji Takei only felt powerless, without a trace of shame in his heart, and couldn't afford to regroup and fight again.

"Let's go!"

He got into the car and barely raised his mind to say to the driver, Shinji Takei leaned back on the soft seat, closed his eyes and indulged in the undissipated food mood in his mind.

It's really a vast blue sky.

...

"System: The task [Suppress people with power] has been completed."

"Get talent-[Dialysis Eye]."

"Cooking level lv33lv35."

Counting the 2 talent points given out by this upgrade, before not knowing it, Xia Yu saved another 9 talent points, just 1 point, and he was able to point a cooking skill to the full level in an instant.

[Luohan Crystal Cut] I still have to learn, especially, after I tasted my own fish meat this time, and noticed that the sword skills are still lacking, Xia Yu's idea of ​​learning is even stronger!

Buy buy buy!In order to really restore the recipe of "Fried Chilled Fresh Bream Mountain" as soon as possible, push it to the height of "killing"!

"System, how many fame points do I currently have available?"

"Currently available fame points total 151,102..."

Is it a little more than 150,000?

Xia Yu looked satisfied, looking at the harvest, it would not be in vain for him to run a wave of advertisements in Taste Weekly.

Moreover, the sister Tamagawa Ayaka called to him yesterday, although Xia Yu was unhappy, but the reputation value gained, it was real, after all, it caused heated discussions, and more people tried to pay attention to him and understand him.

So the fame value came.

"Buy the cooking skills of "Luohan Crystal Cut"!"

"Lost 15,000 fame points."

The same purple-quality cooking skills are at the same level as the Seven Stars Breaking the Army and the Fierce Bull and the Dragon.

Without hesitation, he divided the 9 talent points accumulated in his body into the knife and cooking skills that he had just learned. Xia Yu was about to communicate with God of Cooking Space to try his hand, but suddenly his right arm was pulled over.

"I look at the wound, don't move."

Said in a soft voice.Morita Maki carefully hugged his arm in his arms, unwrapped the bandage, and checked the blood-stained dressing gauze. His beautiful eyebrows were obviously wrinkled.

"Go to the hospital!"

She raised her head to say this to Xia Yu, and her eyes looked at him.

"I have confidence in my ability to recover, so don't worry." Xia Yu gave a chuckle.

The interaction between the two, in the eyes of outsiders, is so natural and not abrupt.

And Xia Yu and Morita Maki themselves didn't realize there was anything.

Very normal physical contact.

"Awesome! My Lecturer Xia!"

Yoshino Yuuhime stepped forward and circled Xia Yu, her big eyes gleaming, "You beat the two new chefs!"

"New?"

Xingping Chuangzhen said in a dull voice not far away: "Mr. Takei, I won't talk about it, because his cooking is in the third place. We first tasted Lecturer Xia's cooking and couldn't give a fair evaluation."

"However, Mr. Hase is definitely not a newcomer!"

Everyone agrees, but because of this, I still feel unbelievable about Xia Yu's easy victory.

Xia Yu was calm and calm, with no obvious joy in this victory.

However, it is difficult for outsiders to calm down.

Mas and Elizabeth quietly walked out of the kitchen and stood in the courtyard filled with the orange light of the sunset.

"Full! I don't want to eat anything today!" Elizabeth covered her belly, put her tongue out playfully, licked the corners of her lips, and suddenly said: "Uncle Mars, we must take him back to America!"

Mas was stunned, "Why?"

"Because of this, it will be easier for me to eat his sashimi. I don't need to fly neon." Elizabeth said naturally.

"Ha ha!"

Mas just chuckled.

"correct!"

Elizabeth turned her head and glanced at the kitchen, came closer, and whispered: "I recorded the video!"

"Ok?"

Mars glanced obliquely and saw Elizabeth lift up the precious ladies watch on her right wrist, and chuckled as if showing off to him: "There is a video backup in the mini-camera. At the same time, my laptop at the hotel also received the backup! Insurance!"

After blinking, Mas unzipped his black coat and pointed to the tie on his chest

"I recorded it too."

"Do you want to upload it?"

"Of course...no!"

"what?"

Elizabeth's forehead is full of question marks.

"Wait and see, there are so many people present, we don't have to leak out." Mars smiled, "If you still want to invite him to the United States, then you must maintain the minimum respect for him."