Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

"The topic is... Chinese dim sum!"

Chiyo Aichi was relieved and shouted into the microphone.

Chinese dim sum!

Xia Yu was taken aback and looked at the subject on the target. Excluding the "Chinese Dim Sum" that was just selected, the other nine grids were "Japanese Appetizer", "Western Soup", "American Dessert"...

In short, among the ten questions that can be drawn, only "Chinese Dim Sum" is limited to the Chinese field.

For the audience, this topic was tailor-made for two geniuses, so when the topic was displayed on the panel, a whistling whistling wind blew from the arena and the sound resounded over Sapporo.

"Very fair topic!"

Tang Yuqiong scanned other questions on the target, his eyes flashed, and he glanced sideways at Xia Yu. Seeing him frowning thoughtfully, he couldn't help but smiled, "Why, we are facing a fair match in the Chinese field, you are not satisfied? , You think you are not strong enough and want to win through other partial problems?"

Xia Yu just shook his head.

"Fair... topic?"

He glanced at the confident woman with weird eyes.

no way.

That recipe can only be used in advance for the eight-to-four duel. Moreover, the semifinals of the semifinals of the semifinals, or the final finals of Division A, may not have a suitable topic to show the recipe. Thinking about this, Xia Yu secretly Said: "Seize this opportunity!"

Sweeping his gaze to the guest seat, he paused on a black middle-aged man, and Xia Yu had a cold color in his eyes, and licked the corners of his slightly dry lips: "Alright, show it so that you can detect the threat. See how you sit high on the Diaoyutai!"

"The look in your eyes makes me hate!"

Tang Yuqiong glared at him dissatisfied, "It seems like I lost it!"

"Tell you, the sauce I specially prepared for you happens to be perfect for...snack!"

"Tang's first victory will be won by me!"

After finishing speaking, Tang Yuqiong stepped away and instructed the staff who was standing near her cooking table to ask for ingredients and carry the things she prepared to the table.

Xia Yu also went to his cooking station.

"Chef Xia Yu, please give your order—" A young staff member wearing glasses and gentleman took a pen and a notebook. He was wearing the red vest uniform of the competition committee with a nameplate on his chest.

"I'll do it myself."

Taking the pen and notebook, Xia Yu wrote down the materials she needed on a piece of white note paper.

"Eggs, all-purpose flour, baking soda, Kobe beef..."

The young staff took the note handed by Xia Yu, quickly scanned their eyes, and then showed surprise on their faces. Seeing that Xia Yu had no additional instructions, they couldn’t help but remind them: "Chef Xia Yu, you don’t have your own Fantasy ingredients?"

"Fantasy ingredients?"

Xia Yu shook his head and smiled, pointing to the note in his hand and said: "This is all I want."

The staff looked like a ghost, and looked tangled down the stage.

Later, the youth handed the note to the on-site executive director of the sideline competition committee. The director shook his hand when he saw the list of ingredients, and said inconceivably, "He doesn't plan to use fantasy ingredients?"

I couldn't help but cast my sights at the cooking table, and Xia Yu happened to also look over, and the young special chef on the stage nodded to the executive director.

"Ok!"

The executive director didn't say much, turned on the intercom, and retelled the contestants' food requirements to the warehouse according to the note.

This scene fell in the eyes of the audience, and it caused a lot of discussion.

Could it be that he asked the competition committee for some uncommon ingredient?

Sidelines.

Tang Jingtao from Longzhen Restaurant participated in the team, and Tang Jingtao frowned, "...Does he have any special preparations? As far as I know, the sauce that Aqiong prepared for this battle is very suitable for the topic of dim sum."

Tang Shan, the elder of the Tang clan, Fuxu was also confused about Xia Yu's performance on stage.

"Chinese Dim Sum..."

Tang Shan had a shining light in his eyes, and said: "If Yuqiong takes out that recipe, no matter how the opponent performs, the winner can only be our Tang family!"

On the contrary, on the side of the Yuanyue team.

Zhu Qing covered her face and sighed: "It's really a blind cat and a dead mouse! I thought it was a battle between dragons and tigers. Who knows that the problem makes the scale of victory and defeat completely out of balance... Disappointment, disappointment!"

Disappointed?

Dojima Gin and Zaipa Joichiro were stunned.

Erina also had a weird face and seemed to be holding back a smile.No one knows how Xia Yu studied behind closed doors in the past half month better than she and Zhu Qing.

Fifteen minutes later.

The two cooking tables distributed diagonally are equipped with materials and kitchen utensils required by the contestants or brought by them.

People gathered at Xia Yu's cooking table, all in amazement.

Bags of flour, buckets of fat, small bags of fans.

Baking soda, Kobe beef...

From flour to the fat needed for cooking, no matter the materials used in any link, they are so common.

That's right, ordinary!

'Kobe beef' is the strongest beef under the fantasy ingredients, but compared with fantasy beef, such as'the meat of cows, pigs, and birds', the gap suddenly appears.

"why!"

"This is the last match of eight-in-four in zone a. He didn't have any special preparations. Now he only asks for a bunch of ordinary ingredients. Is it because he intends to pass the pass?!"

"He has already lost!"

The auditorium was full of commotion, filled with disappointed voices.

Affected by the riots, Tang Yuqiong on the court also paid attention to the Xia Yu cooking station, her eyebrows tangled into a ball, her eyebrows faintly annoyed, and she whispered to herself: "...Do you plan to use the most common materials to fight?" "

My heart is full of underestimated discomfort.

Rumbling.

At this time, an aquatic product truck was pushed onto the stage by several staff members. Tang Yuqiong retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "Very well, my staple ingredients are here. You don't have to fantasize about the ingredients, nor do you have any special preparations. The subordinates are merciful...I will win the first round of victory for the Tang family!"

The camera moves with the female chef.

When she was standing in front of the aquatic truck, the sea bream still alive in the clear water appeared on the big screen.

"Star snapper!"

A group of friends covering their mouths in Jixingliao.

"It's this kind of ingredient...Didn't Lecturer Xia used it to make sea bream sashimi?"

Star snapper?

Hearing the voice of the frying pan at the scene, Xia Yu looked up and frowned, "What Chinese dim sum can you do with sea bream...well, seafood dumplings? Wait!"

A flash of light in my mind

Sea bream, a spring roll recipe in Xia Yu's memory, fits very well.

"No way!"

He took a deep breath, thinking that Tang Yuqiong came from the Tang family, who has a long history. You must know that a hundred years ago, the Chinese food industry was brilliant for generations. The Tang family also produced an unworldly genius, not much behind Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong. It is normal for Tang's to preserve ancient recipes.

"But my recipe is in the extreme of Chinese dim sum field, returning to the basics, turning the complex into simple...I won't lose!"

Thinking of this, a heart sank immediately, and Xia Yu's eyes became more quiet.

"clang--"

After the ingredients were prepared, as the golden gong sounded, the two special chefs started their own cooking rhythm without hesitation.

Not much to say.

The kitchen counter was cleaned up, took a bag of flour, poured it out, and mixed in an appropriate amount of salt and baking soda. The next step was to knead the noodles with water. Note that Xia Yu uses cold water to knead the noodles.

However, when he flattened the tip of the flour mountain and poured cold water on it, Xia Yu did not use strong arms to knead the noodles, but... from the kitchen utensils suitcase he carried on stage, he took out a dark stick , This stick is about three feet long, which translates to about 1 meter. Xia Yu’s suitcase is long enough to fit a machete-style "Languhan Knife", let alone this stick.

"Pasta Stick!"