Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"Actually, it's not a spice."

Xia Yu said calmly.

"Not spice? What is that?" India's Obasan judge asked.

"and many more!"

So, following the camera, Xia Yu started to return to her workbench, took a box of unsealed grease, and placed it on the judging seat.

"this is……"

Indian Obama got up in the sauna, sniffed his nose, his eyes showed a hint of shock, "This is the balsamic oil of cows, pigs and birds!"

"Balsam oil?"

The other four judges stood up and put their fingers in the box one after another, used their nails to dig out some of the grease, put them under the nose and sniffed them, and then each looked strange and stopped talking.

The audience suddenly realized.

They suddenly remembered the previous scene where Xia Yu asked Chiyo Aichi for materials. Was it just such a box of grease?

"impossible!"

A voice broke the strange atmosphere of the jury.

Bernard clenched his fists, took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "The balsamic oil of cows, pigs and birds is too heavy. This kind of fat is condensed from the fat of'the meat of cows, pigs and birds', but it is also Just like this, there is not only a strong smell of lard, but also butter, and even the smell and smell of bird oil..."

The player wore a microphone, and his words naturally spread throughout the stadium and to thousands of households.

"That's right, compared to its milk, its blood, its bones, and flesh, it is a complete waste. It is very worthwhile to use it in the cooking of high-end dishes without authorization. responsible!"

In the guest seat, a participating chef stood up and said loudly.

These words made many special chefs nod their heads.

'Niu Zhuniao' is full of treasures, but precisely because its meat is too rich in taste, the meat can be divided, but the condensed animal fat is not easy to handle.

Hearing the sound, Dojima Gin was also stunned. He hesitated and said: "...The balsamic oil of cows, pigs and birds is used for cooking, really there is no odor?"

There is a hint of suspicion in his language.

Nageri Zongwei and Nageri Onora looked at each other.

Zhu Qing's eyes were the young man who was firmly locked on the stage, and he never left for a second.

She found out that her good nephew really likes to do things.

However, the smile on the corners of his lips also reflected how much Zhu Qing admired and satisfied with this nephew.

"There are no useless ingredients, only waste chefs!" She smiled lowly, and next to Erina Nakiri's face was shocked, and she cast a startled look at Chef Alien.

Zhu Qing just blinked, "Isn't it?"

"There are no useless ingredients, only waste chefs!"

Xia Yuzui spoke lightly to the microphone in response to the skepticism of the venue.

Chiyo Aichi covered his mouth and was dumbfounded, but Xia Yu would just go back like this, and in a short time he drew more intense shouts.

"boom!"

Melissa slammed the table and shouted, "We are the judges!!"

"Without tasting, there is no right to speak! Shut up!"

The previous Indian Obasan judge nodded in agreement, and said coldly: "I agree with Xia Yu's words that there are no useless ingredients. Today, he used a real example to tell me that'Bovine Pig and Bird Balsam Oil' can be used The cooking of high-end dishes!"

"Miscellaneous smells can be covered or eliminated!"

The judge said every word.

"agree!"

The second handsome middle-aged judge from the United States cleared his throat and said: "Please allow me to use my singing voice to praise contestant Xia Yu's dishes. Unexpectedly, the first show of the competition will give birth to such classic dishes..."

"Noyce, shut up!"

The first humpbacked old man scolded, "The tasting session is limited to 15 minutes, now 10 minutes have passed, and then we have to taste the dishes of Contestant Bernard!"

This old man seems to be the field control.

Chiyo Aichi secretly squeezed his sweat and quickly said: "Yes, judges, please express your views on Bernard's dishes."

"view?"

Upon hearing this, the judge picked up the silver fork and looked down at another plate of French classic food'Roasted Apple with Black Blood Sausage', but with a similarly indifferent expression.

Including the old man with hunchback, he didn't think much about putting a fork.

"I do not want to eat!"

Melissa simply said, and she obviously knew Bernard and gave him a glimpse, "Now I just want to reminisce, eating other food is a blasphemous classic... sorry!"

Bernard was shocked.

With Melissa taking the lead, the other four judges were vaguely relieved.

"Taste it, my black blood sausage!" Bernard didn't believe it, his eyes were rapidly congested and red. He seemed to be imitating Xia Yu, holding a fork, forking a fragrant red sausage, and handing it to Meili Sha's mouth.

Xia Yu saw this coldly and finally spoke.

"Don't struggle."

He chuckled softly, turned back to his workbench, cut a piece of boiled blood sausage, placed it on a small plate, and handed it to Bernard, "You'll know if you taste it!"

Grunt.

The magical scent came to the nose, and it was obviously a face of resistance, but Bernard swallowed secretly, his throat shook.

"eat!"

After all, his appetite overwhelmed everything. Holding a fork, he forked several pieces of tender blood sausage into his mouth.

The bloodshot eyes are exaggeratedly convex and bloodshot.

"It's delicious! Why!"

In addition to the inherently dense taste of blood sausage, Bernard found that the blood sausage slices in his mouth were very smooth and naughty when spinning around in his mouth. He heard a string of teasing laughter and couldn't help but exclaimed: " Damn it!!"

Click!

The teeth were pressed down heavily, and a few pieces of blood sausage broke in his mouth immediately, and the slidable taste was gone, but Bernard swayed, he was submerged by the surging juice, as if A boat that stood firm in the storm.

"I won't lose!"

Bernard shouted from the bottom of his heart, as if he had won the bombardment of juice.

But he was wrong.

With chewing, the blood sausage slices turned into fine food residues. At this time, the spice flavor hidden in the blood sausage exploded, and Bernard faintly saw every small oily particle, which was wrapped in a fragrant balsamic oil. Then, sliding from the mouth to the throat, and then from the throat to the esophagus, all the way through, the whole way is rendered, the internal organs become colorful.

In an instant, Bernard saw the ultimate door.

Do not!

Break open an ancient bronze door, there is a second, third...

Finally, Bernard felt that his soul was hanging on the ultimate three-tier heaven, and the melody of heaven was permeating. A female angel with white wings, walking gracefully, covered in a light veil, and a hot carcass half-covered, turned to him. An invitation was sent.

"Want to take a look? The view of heaven..."

thump.

On the realistic stage of the competition, Bernard slammed his knees on the ground, and he supported his hands to prevent him from slipping completely, but tears had been spilled from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, "This, this is so delicious!"

Chiyo Aichi who wanted to go up to help him was confused again.

"No smell!"

"Pure, sacred, the taste of heaven!"

"It's no wonder that it's a classic!"

Bernard quickly stood up, wiping away his tears, and staring at young Xia Yu fiercely, "This is not my French black blood sausage, nor is it some European-style black blood sausage. How did you do it? "

Upon hearing this, Xia Yu smiled: "Imitate, you are my target of imitation."

imitate?

"Impossible!" Bernard stepped back.

"I'm just imitating."

Xia Yu was speechless, "However, I am imitating, adding my own things, so your recipe will be mine from now on."

"..."

Without taking care of the loser, Xia Yu turned around and said to the guest Xi Yang:

"The guy who just questioned me, come, you guys have a taste!"

"You're welcome... Then, shut me up!"