Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The night when the halberd was over.

Nagiri family house.

"He won."

Commander Yuanyue sat on the corridor and looked at the small pond in the courtyard. The full moon reflected a corner of the water.

"Ok……"

Xia Qing responded on the other side of the phone, "Next, I will trouble you to take care of him. I am preparing for the next duel."

"The Hong Kong Chefs Union..."

"As long as you are not the Dark Chef, you don't have to intervene, let them investigate."

Hearing this, General Yuan Yue was startled.

hang up the phone.

Eyebrows were raised, Senzaemon looked back and saw his granddaughter standing in front of the tea room.

Nagiri Erina apparently just returned from the academy, and she didn't change her uniform skirt. She stood at the door and asked in a low voice, "Is it Xia-sen?"

Senzaemon nodded.

"Erina, this summer vacation, you can go to the Xia's restaurant for an internship, and Alice will also go." He said suddenly.

Erina's face was invisible in the shadows.

She lowered her head and thought, "Can I bring Scarlet Sand?"

"I think he will accept it."

Nagiri Senzaemon said with deep meaning.

at the same time.

Jixingliao dormitory.

In the late-night kitchen, Xingping Chuangzhen, who once again lost to his father, did not yell like he used to. Instead, he sat on a chair with chopsticks and his thoughts drifted to the prime time duel a few hours ago.

The gleaming ice sculpture peacock with five colors.

The last sauce puzzle is complemented by the "must kill dishes" of the fish meat collection.

Xingping Chuang can really imagine how many people sleepless tonight, immersed in the carnival of discussion.

"How about, how many times have you lost to me?"

Cai Pau Shiro Ichiro stood at the dining table with arms folded.

He shook his head, the father and son were in the kitchen late at night. Some words had been buried in my heart for a long time, and finally blurted out at this moment.

"Dad... Am I really talented?"

Xingping Chuangzhen lowered his head slightly and squeezed his hands on the table into fists.

Upon hearing this, Shiroichiro smiled.

Knew it.

The peers are too dazzling. They are also high school students, but others are leading all the way. They can only look up at the foot of the mountain. They can't even see the back. The sight is blocked by layers of trees, and they can't even find the way forward. Anyone will be there. Stopped at the foot of the mountain, confused.

"Chuang Zhen, what do you think is the talent?" asked Shiroichiro.

"For example, Ms. Nagiri's "God's tongue", Ms. Tamagawa's "super-acoustic", there are too many..." Xingping Chuangzhen was confused.

"What about the talents of your lecturer Xia?"

Startled for a while.

Xing Ping Chuang really couldn't answer, because Xia Yu never deliberately showed his talent.

He just cooks and serves food.

talent?

That kind of thing is just a cooking tool.

The eyes gradually brightened.Xingping Chuang really understands something.

"I hate talking about talents and talents at every turn!"

Shiroichiro put a smile on his face and put on a rare serious expression, "Too dazzling talent and talent will conceal the hard work and sweat behind a chef! At the time and place you don't know, they bury their heads in practice and sway themselves. Passion for cooking."

"Miss Nakiri, Miss Tamagawa and their efforts, have you seen it?"

"Your Lecturer Xia, how much do you know about the effort behind him to reverse and defeat Miss Yuchuan?"

With that, Shiroichiro stepped forward and patted his son on the shoulder.

"So, don't use talents and talents to sum up a chef's achievements. That would be a blindfold and block your own vision. More importantly, when you think that a chef's achievements are derived from talent, create truth. You will have a slack mind in your subconscious mind, and you can't help thinking back and forth about yourself, without talent, whether you can catch up with others..."

Xing Ping Chuang's open mouth is irrefutable.

"In my opinion, my son is the strongest!"

Then, Xingping's father gave a thumbs up and blinked at his startled son.

After sitting for a while, Xingping Chuang Zhenzheng stood up, "Dad, let's compare again, a real duel, this time I will show you my progress this semester!"

after an hour.

When Xingping Chuangzhen served a dish, Shiroichiro took a spoon and tasted it, and his face was immediately shocked.

Boom!

The spoon fell on the plate, and Shiroichiro watched his son closely and asked, "...is it the prototype of the heart of the kitchen?"

"Hey!"

Taking off the white scarf on his head, Xingping Chuang smiled brilliantly, "The hospitality is not good!"

...

Shopping Street.

No words for a night.

After returning from Yuanyue, Xia Yu went straight to the living room of our shop and fell asleep.

Waking up in a daze during the day, stretched and looked at the alarm clock beside the bed.

what.

I couldn't help but shook his head and smiled. It was past 12 o'clock at noon. What a strange lazy nap. Ever since he plunged into the world of cooking, Xia Yu hasn't gotten up so late. Why didn't he hurry up and soak in the kitchen? God space, greedily learn all kinds of cooking knowledge.

Get up, wash lazily, and go downstairs to make yourself a meal.

Breakfast lunch combined.

But when I went to the food warehouse, Xia Yu was dumbfounded and the shelves were empty. There were only a few bags of frozen dumplings in the freezer, and there was no meat. If you make pasta, there is no soup. Just think about it. I am sure that my appetite has been raised. Can't swallow.

There is no need to visit the branch.

The reason is simple, because Xia’s restaurant has been closed for at least one month. Xia Yu cleaned up the ingredients before leaving for Kamakura. After coming back, he stayed at Morita’s for the past two days, busy eating halberd, and did not resume normal business. Where did the ingredients come from?

"Resume business tomorrow!"

Scratching his head, Xia Yu could only go to Morita's house for a meal.

Then I chatted with Maki at Morita's house, swiped on Twitter and surfed the Internet, and when I returned home, it was already past four in the afternoon.

At home, a car parked outside the door.

Xia Yu glanced in, and immediately put away his lazy appearance, with a smile on his lips.

boom.

The car door opened, and Shin Tamagawa, the superintendent of the Tamagawa family of the'Yushijia' came down first.

"Chef Xia!"

Shin Tamagawa bowed ninety degrees.

Even though Xia Yu was much younger than him, and even younger than his two daughters, he didn't dare to be negligent.

After all, the expert chefs in the gourmet world are the first, and the special chefs who master the "must kill" recipes seem to be superior in the pyramid system of this realm.Tamagawa Shin is only a'super two-star', and there is still some distance from the'super three-star', not to mention the "must kill" field above the three-star.

"Hello, Mr. Tamagawa."

Xia Yu nodded.

Of course he knew why Tamagawa Shin came.

There was no sign of another guest in the car. Tamagawa stood there for a while, then he was embarrassed and knocked on the window.

then.

A beautiful woman got out of the car.

Compared to before the halberd showdown, the woman's halo was much dimmer, with a light makeup, it was difficult to hide the haggardness on her face, and there were dark circles in her eyes. Her eyes disappeared from the previous arrogance, just like a proud cat put away Claws.

The reward of eating halberd is home.