Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Facts have proved that it is too difficult to incorporate fantasy ingredients into the purple luminous recipe.

In particular, there are only 24 hours for the special test, and the "Elysium Rice" has not yet been unlocked. Xia Yu cannot put this ingredient in the God of Cooking Space and practice it, so the thought of opening up can be temporarily put on hold.

"Give up the "Rainbow Congee" recipe!"

Xia Yu decided resolutely.

In fact, the recipe of "Rainbow Congee" has been bought by Xia Yu in the past month, because this is a rare medicine diet in the Chinese recipe system, and the old man’s medicinal diet after the appendix. There are some places where we can verify and learn from each other, so Xia Yu bought the recipe with this idea at the time.

If he hadn't forcibly blended into the "Essence Rice", he would follow the recipe of "Rainbow Congee" to make luminous dishes without any difficulty.

Xia Yu has never stopped the improvement of Zhonghua Yifan recipes.

However, he has also encountered difficulties recently.

Following the pioneering work of "Sangjiang Magic Mapo Tofu", which melted'Sangjiang Tofu' into the recipe and created a new recipe, subsequent improvements to the purple recipe can be said to be difficult.

Difficulty!

Frowning and staring at the failed dish in front of him, Xia Yu's expression changed.

"Rainbow Congee" is not good, so, what other recipes use'rice'?

"It looks like we have to learn a new recipe on the spot..."

"if not……"

Xia Yu was already thinking about the final countermeasures.

That's it!

Shake your head, let yourself calm down first, and don't let yourself be confused because of an exploratory failure, and deny yourself constantly.

At this time the psychological state is very important!

"The system, filter me blue recipes that use'rice'!"

Xia Yu said, and emphasized the word "blue".

Since purple recipes don’t work, try blue!

The difficulty of the blue recipe fusion improvement is always lower, right?

""Liver Painted Congee" (blue)."

""Golden Egg Fried Rice" (blue)."

""Sour Plum Fried Rice" (blue)."

""Silky Chicken Rice" (Blue)"

"..."

It's porridge and fried rice again.

Xia Yu rubbed his eyebrows, regardless of the broad topic of'rice', but in fact, these recipes come and go.

Snapped!

Seeing irritably, Xia Yu didn't buy one at all, turned off the system shop panel, and stopped in front of the kitchen to meditate.

For a long time, waiting for the mood to really calm down.

"This time, I'm going to use Xia's recipe!" Xia Yu shook his fists, his eyes flashed with a firm look, "Believe in yourself and return to the original idea!"

Clean up the rainbow porridge on the table.

This bowl of porridge is his dinner, and the chef who is in the special examination is of course solving the hunger problem by himself.

After washing the casserole and dishes, Xia Yu did not stay in the kitchen, but left the camera monitoring range, and arrived in the bedroom, lying on the soft bed neatly, communicating with the God of Cooking Space.

If you think about it, you still have to go to God of Cooking Space.

He wanted to find a place to be quiet.

...

The six examiners, under the surveillance cameras, can say that all beings are in various forms.

After Xia Yu failed, she couldn't sleep in her bedroom.

Kamijou Mami's style is extremely strong, failing and rising again and again, there is no time to stop.

The teenager that the audience is most concerned about has left the kitchen. Since the bedroom does not have a camera and cannot capture the picture, they can only pay attention to other examiners.

Kiyoshi Nakajima and Hideo Kitano.

These are two examiners who are close in age.

If Kiyoshi Nakajima is the style of uncle desolate, then Hideo Kitano is an ambitious type, with sharp eagle eyes, always shining with a frightening cold light, he stopped in front of the kitchen until the early morning, except for the toilet. After half a step, the whole person released a crazy breath.

It seemed that something was attracting him to desperately.

late at night.

Countless people are destined to lose sleep tonight.

Nagiri family house.

'God's Tongue' Erina Nakiri was on the bed, tossing and turning, and finally got up and took off her shoes, turned on the laptop, and watched the 24-hour live broadcast of the summer special assessment on the official website of the igo neon department.

"what!"

Scanning the number of people online on the live broadcast page, Erina was surprised: "It's midnight, there are more than 100,000 people online?"

She was a little skeptical at first, but when she turned on the barrage and the webpage was stuck until there was no response, Erina finally believed that the number was true.

"In the past, did so many people pay attention to the special grade assessment?"

Nakiri Erina was secretly surprised.

Sweep to the barrage.

The content is nothing more than discussing the six examiners. Of course, the fans of the six chefs seem to be divided into six camps, and it is inevitable that there will be a battle of saliva with each other. Erina watched for a while and found that the Xia Yu camp was actually besieged.

"Isn't it just a young examiner!"

"Young means no accumulation! Look, your Chef Xia has been out of the kitchen all night, now it is 2 o'clock in the morning! There is not much time left for him!"

The wind direction of the barrage almost fell to one side.

The Xia Yu camp supporters did not speak, but they were all submerged in a sea of ​​barrage, which seemed inconspicuous in comparison with the negative remarks that swept the screen.

Planning to turn off the barrage, Erina doesn't like to open the barrage.

However, perhaps it was a coincidence. At this time, her computer screen happened to float across a long barrage, and she was successfully caught by her sight:

"...You all look down on my grandson? Huh, what's wrong with "Elysium Rice", this kind of fantasy food is difficult to deal with, but everyone is fair, at the same starting line, you and me are hard, and finally break through the encirclement of the customs clearance Among them, there must be my grandson!"

Locking his gaze on this barrage, Nagiri Erina blinked vigorously, and it took a few seconds before he could not react to laugh or cry.

Grandpa, grandson?

Eh!

She pursed her mouth, and immediately dragged the mouse to search for the user who sent the barrage. It is certainly not tourists who can send the barrage. Not surprisingly, after a few seconds, Erina successfully added her as a friend.

"Grandpa? Which examiner's grandfather are you?" Erina asked politely.

"Of course it is the'Youngest Special Chef in the History of Neon'..."

The other party soon replied: "What do you think of this name?"

In Erina's eyes, this was deliberately finding fault. Her words seemed to be ridiculous. Her eyes were irritated, and she typed: "Don't chase the rhythm on the Internet! Pay attention to quality! If you support him, just be quiet. Be a fan!"

"I didn't lie to you, just like a fake replacement!"

The other party continued to reply in proficient Japanese.

At the same time, in the Jixingliao dormitory, room 111 has a slight light.

Maki Morita was sitting on the bed with a laptop in front of her. She was chatting with a guy who claimed to be a childhood sweetheart with great interest.

"Oh, really? Then tell me, your grandson is so good, you should have a girlfriend, right?" Maki Morita typed this message, and she narrowed her eyes halfway, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"It's long ago."

"He thought I didn't know, the neighbor's Morita ran to the store twice in three days..."

what.

Seeing the reply, Morita Maki immediately covered her mouth in disbelief.

"Oh my God!"

She was stunned and forced to crash.

I was only watching the live broadcast in the middle of the night, chatting with a guy who claimed to be his childhood sweetheart grandpa, and set up traps by the way. Unexpectedly, he caught the real identity of the netizen opposite.

"It's really Old Man Xia!" Maki Morita shook her hands, typing and deleting, deleting and typing, and then simply fell silent.

Suddenly, the live broadcast barrage became dense, and the web page stuck for a few seconds before it recovered.

Morita Maki shielded the barrage, and then his whole face glowed.

The No. 1 kitchen, which had been silent for a whole night, finally moved. The young chef turned on the light and walked calmly to the kitchen counter. The camera happened to give him a close-up of his face.

"Come on!"

With her eyes fixed on the screen, Maki Morita waved her small fist in front of the laptop.