Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The halberd was suspended, and the system task was not completed.

When he returned to the meditation house and sat down, Xia Yu couldn't help but sighed with regret.

The duck is flying!

However, Xia Yu turned strange. The task was not completed, which was equivalent to a failure. Then it should disappear in the task bar automatically. But the actual situation is that the task bar is still hanging on the task bar-[The first step to conquer the Yuchuan family ].

The condition is still to defeat Misa Tamagawa in a private competition.

"So, isn't the opponent surrendering victory?" Xia Yu was quite speechless, thinking that Yuchuan Meisa had surrendered as if it was cute before, and sighed again. This system is still eye-catching and hard to get through.

Facts have proved that 10 talent points are really not easy to get.

then.

Just as soon as she took her seat, Xia Yu said to Tamagawa Misha, "Sister Misha, let's try again tomorrow? Just the two of us, without a review, try each other’s dishes..."

"what?"

Tamagawa Misa's eyes rounded, and she was surprised: "Want to try again?"

She was in trouble.

"Ayu, I don't really like competitions, and I don't like eating halberds. I study cooking to better serve Yuchuanin." She immediately straightened her body and apologized to Xia Yu, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"do not!"

Xia Yu scratched his face and ran into a soft nail that was not competitive, and he didn't know what to do.

I can only sigh secretly, first.

There is still a month, take your time.

Before leaving, Misa Tamagawa hesitated again and again, or whispered: "Ayu, I feel that the fish meat dish you just made on the halberd is a bit perfunctory... No, it is not careful enough, is it because it is not focused enough? Very? Sorry, those guys are so naughty, they might scare you."

"It's just perfunctory."

Xia Yu laughed and said, "Actually, I score my cooking, which is also a barely passing score."

"And if you only talk about the cooking skills, and don't talk about the spirit of the heart and the artistic conception of the food, the fish meat I presented before is a complete failure."

Hear the words.

Tamagawa Misa was dumbfounded.

"Actually, the group of diners at Yuchuan Academy are very satisfying." Xia Yu didn't explain much, but said with a chuckle.

At the same time, he secretly smiled in his heart.

It is estimated that those spirits have stayed in the countryside for a long time, far away from the world. It is estimated that the impression of cooking is a bit unable to keep up with the changes of the times.

Outside gourmets demand any details on the materials, techniques, etc. of the food.

But the spirits in the countryside don't care about the materials.

For Xia Yu, it is simply the easiest group of guests to entertain. With ordinary ingredients, he can construct a magnificent cooking world to satisfy the spirits of the countryside.

...

The next day.

Woke up early, Xia Yu was practicing in the kitchen.

"The Liebing Fresh Bream Mountain" continues to be familiar and strives for perfection.

The improvement task of "Magic Panda Tofu" has been delayed because of no suitable fantasy ingredients.

Master Ryoko's recipe "Sukiyaki" is also familiar.

!

While he was busy, there was a knock on the kitchen door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked!" Xia Yu shouted without looking back.

But the knock on the door continued.

The Huamao went to play in nowhere. At this moment in broad daylight, Xia Yu was very courageous, and was troubled by the knock on the door. He turned and slammed the door open.

The shadow flashed.

"run?"

Xia Yu speeded up, ran on the promenade, and quickly pushed this thing to the corner.

"Hey Hey……"

A civet cat, resembling an old man, shrank in the corner of the stairwell, holding his head with his hands. Seeing Xia Yu with his hands on his hips didn't mean to beat him, he raised his hair and laughed embarrassingly.

It is still that dress.

The hat was hung behind him, with a wine jar tied around his waist.

This is undoubtedly the little old man who was the first judge last night, with a wretched style, full of alcohol.

Xia Yu frowned slightly and took a step back, "What are you doing when you knock on the door?"

"By the way, you can come out during the day?"

The civet cat was relieved and patted his chest.

"What's daytime!" He raised his head, took off the wine jar around his waist, shook it, triumphantly, "I got up early in the morning and stole this bottle of wine from a century-old pub in downtown Kamakura... No No, no, it should be taken back!"

The old civet cat sneered at the leak.

Xia Yu turned around and left.

"Hey, kid, wait!"

Upon seeing this, the old civet cat became anxious, "I knocked on the door to find something to do with you!"

"What's the matter?" Xia Yu was expressionless, and walked hurriedly on the promenade without any intention of stopping.

"If you have wine, then you have to have wine and food!"

The civet cat bounced around behind him and said, "Hurry up and make me a plate of sashimi! No, it's fish meat, just like the fish meat of last night!"

boom!

This little old man was so pretentious that Xia Yu came here to quietly study the "must kill" recipe, and shut the kitchen door without saying anything.

"Hey!"

The civet cat was still knocking on the door, quite slippery and rascal, "If you don't satisfy me, I will knock on the door!"

So the civet cat took action.

Meow--

But the civet cat continued to knock for a few minutes, and there was a fierce cat cry in the promenade. Xia Yu opened the door curiously and poked her head out, only to see her own tabby cat running after the little old man.

Hiss.With a paw shot of the flower cat, deep claw marks appeared on a piece of wood, and Xia Yu's eyebrows jumped and the wind was messy.

The wild cats raised on a whim are so powerful?

"You, hello!"

At this moment, a dull greeting made Xia Yu turn his head.

There was no one on the promenade, so I looked around for Zhang and looked up at the ceiling. Who knew the sound came from a porcelain vase against the wall.

"Master Xia Yu, I am here, here!"

Called in a low voice, as if afraid of being discovered by other things.

"Oh--"

Xia Yu dragged his tone long, and stared at the celadon vase with interest.

"Can I see your appearance? Well, it's your appearance." Xia Yu pressed his chin and asked curiously.

"Yes, Master Xia Yu!"

With the dull sound coming from the vase, Xia Yu was taken aback. There were cracks on the surface of the porcelain. Four strong and black legs, like the four legs of a beast, protruded from the four directions of the porcelain.

So, supported by the four legs, the heavy porcelain floated off the ground.

"Master Xia Yu!"

There was a small head protruding from the mouth of the jar with the yellow magic talisman. First, he carefully observed the surroundings, and then respectfully, kneeling on the porcelain, bowed to Xia Yu, and knocked his head heavily on the porcelain. Dull sound.

"Please, Master Xia Yu, you must save me! Please!"

This thing kept kowtow and begged, and as he said it, he even cried, snotting and tearing, seeing Xia Yu's heart drifting with a bunch of snarling gibberish.

I've seen a toad, no, it's a frog!

Have you ever seen a frog crying and pleading like this?This scene really subverts the Three Views. Fortunately, Xia Yu's worldview has long been shattered and has not been reshaped. He suppressed the mess in his heart, smiled and asked: "This, how should I call you, and what trouble have you encountered? , Do you need my help?"

"call?"

The frog lying on the porcelain, looking up with a stunned face, the protruding eyes, writing confused.

"I have no name!"

"I'm just a forgotten in the corner..."

As he said, the frog cried again: "So, I will soon disappear! Please, Master Xia Yu, please help me!"

"Crying, crying, crying, crying for your stature!"

Xia Yu rubbed her eyebrows, very upset.

"So, what help do you need?! Come on, how can I help you—" He couldn't help but growl.