Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The target is tall and round, just like an ordinary dart target. When it’s enlarged, one position is a problem.

At this time, the target is already rotating at a high speed, and the handwriting on the ten questions above is blurred.

Who will shoot?

Xia Yu and Bernard stood still, and a staff member handed in the coin.

Unexpectedly, both of them ignored the coin, but looked at each other.

"That, that..."

Chiyo Aichi interrupted them, "Time is tight, please throw coins to both of you, and decide who to throw darts to choose the topic!"

"Miss Chiyo, let's throw darts."

Xia Yu glanced at the hostess, she already had a shiny copper dart in her hand.

"Ah, I am coming?"

Chiyo Aichi stunned.

"Then ask this beautiful lady to do it for you."

Bernard leaned slightly, very gentleman.

For him, what topic is not important, what is important is his performance on the field!

For such an international competition that has received much attention, cooking is one thing, and whether or not the psychological quality of cooking can be used is another.

At least, Bernard felt that his heart was far stronger than the young chef in front of him.

"You shouldn't play in such an international event." Bernard sighed with kindness, "Once you lose, you don't know what a terrible shadow you will have. Can you imagine the atmosphere of public opinion? Endless ridicule , Verbal abuse, endless fall into the rock. Although you passed the special assessment at a young age, it is too dazzling and even more terrifying when you fall. If you can't bear this kind of pressure, I'm afraid it will be difficult to perform on stage."

"Thank you."

Xia Yu smiled and replied, "However, these words of you are based on your victory. I can understand that this is your early victory declaration?"

Bernard shook his face coldly.

"To express my gratitude, I will do my best!" Xia Yu added.

He was going all out, adding to his tone.

"what--"

Bernard said coldly: "I also hope that you can come up with the strongest cooking skills and successfully perform the first show in Zone A with me. After all, the one-man show is really boring. The duel refers to equal opponents, not crushing. !"

When the two talked about each other, Chiyo Aichi also hesitated and cast an inquiring look at the director in the audience.

The director made an ok gesture, so the hostess could only break away from the process of the table, shaking her right palm slightly, holding the prepared dart, her eyes locked on the rapidly rotating target.

Multiple cameras come in focus.

Whoosh.

The dart fell, the rotating target suddenly stopped, and the shot subject was also displayed in close-up on the big screen of the stadium.

"Wow—"

The pan was fried immediately at the scene, and more than half of the audience stood up in shock.

Two big characters are clearly reflected in the picture——

French food!

"Oh my God... French cuisine!"

"This is too bad for Lecturer Xia. Isn't his opponent a student of the French Academy? The French Academy is in France, where French cuisine originated. More precisely, it is the French Restaurant!"

Everyone in Jixingliao glared eyes.

"I knew it!"

Dojima Gin rubbed his frowning eyebrows, listening to the commotion in the stadium, his heart sank.

This is an international competition. The special players of the participating teams are all at the top of the pyramid. Even if there is no "must kill" recipe, they are still halfway through development.

What's more, the problem hit the enemy's specialization field.

Nagiri Erina was already shaking her legs. On the chair, she was restless and could only bit her nails irritably. Hearing the sound of rubbing teeth and nails, her beautiful eyes gradually became hollow.

"Teacher Chapel, I will beg you for the second game, we must win it!" Nagiri Zongwei turned his head and said to the old professor, "I won the second game, the third game, and the fourth game to me. !"

He acquiesced in Xia Yu's first loss.

"Now, Chef Xia is going to lose!" Elizabeth covered her mouth, squinting her eyes slightly as if a little fox smiled, showing a little gloat. "Speaking of which, I haven't seen him lose yet. What did he lose? What's your expression? Uncle Mars."

Maas asked the niece's playfulness, but shook his head in silence.

On stage.

"Hug, sorry!"

Chiyo Aichi bowed again and again, almost crying.

She knows the meaning of this battle, and also knows what kind of public opinion siege the loser will suffer. Therefore, Chiyo Aichi really feels guilty for getting such a "partial" topic.

Xia Yu could only comfort her, patted the hostess on the back, and rolled her eyes in her heart. It was obvious that he was the contestant, but he wanted to comfort people in the past. What was the trouble.

Bernard said nothing, carrying the confidence of the winner, directly asking the staff for ingredients.

"Competitor Xia Yu, what ingredients do you need?"

A staff member asked.

Xia Yu raised her head and glanced at Bernard, "What he wants, what I want, give me a copy of it."

"Eh……?

The female staff suddenly became sweaty.

"Go, time is tight." Xia Yu urged.

"Good, good!"

This scene, falling in the eyes of the audience, triggered a large-scale discussion.

Everyone could not hear the conversation, only saw the staff go away in a daze.

"Miss Chiyo, don't you cry?" Xia Yu was speechless to the hostess who was rubbing her eyes next to her, "Don't worry, I lose, I will definitely not throw the pot, you don't have a psychological burden."

Finished.

He entered his kitchen counter by himself.

Chiyo Aichi stared at him and murmured, "Exactly the same ingredients? What is he going to do?"

Although the host could not show a standpoint, in his heart, Chiyo Aichi would definitely support the chef he was familiar with. Moreover, he and Xia Yu have known each other for more than half a year, and he also has admiration and longing for the young chef in his heart. Therefore, Chiyo Aichi showed his true feelings and panicked when he got a topic that was not good for Xia Yu.

Soon, the commotion in the stadium did not abate, but there was a tendency to become stronger and everyone's ears were filled with buzzing.

Two sets of exactly the same ingredients and kitchen utensils are placed near the two kitchen counters that are diagonally opposite.

Xia Yu and Bernard looked at each other across a stage.

He could see the faint surprise in Bernard's eyes.

"From this angle, the vision is very clear!"

The playful whisper in the mouth, the cooking process is not wearing the portable microphone, this self-talking can only be heard by Xia Yu and Chiyo Aichi who is standing nearby, the hostess tilted her head slightly, expressing puzzlement.

clang!

The golden gong rings and the cooking session begins. The participating chefs must present their dishes within 2 hours.

Five judges have been seated on the sidelines.

The local neon people are very strange to these five people. After all, it is an international event. The judges naturally select from a global scale. There are middle-aged handsome men with blond hair and blue eyes, mature beauties with long slender hair and slim physique, and there are also hunched and thin old men.

boom.

With the roar, two large iron cages were pushed onto the stage by the staff.

In the cage, it was a strange hybrid animal.

"this is……"

Many chefs stood up in shock.